Fist of Imagination

Chang Duanxuan paused, turned his head and said to the three registered disciples behind him:

"Just now you have watched in the illusion for forty years, from an unknown person who was in danger of his future to a powerful tyrant who could call the wind and rain, from the top to the bottom, from generals to cattle and horses, from the front to the back, from the King of Hell to the Bodhisattva, after all the worldly affairs, the iron armor is still there... After experiencing more people and things, and going to a few more places, you will know that no matter where you go, it is nothing more than those people and things.

"I am not worried that you will suffer from lack of experience in the future. If you just travel and play, you can go to the known worlds, but this is not enough.

"Our sect was founded on fists and martial arts. In the future, when you walk in the world, you will inevitably speak with fists.

"Speaking is an art. When it comes to this art..."

Chang Duanxuan turned around, stretched out his hand and pointed at Liang De and Sun Xunqiao opposite him and said:

"You two brothers are experts."

Senior Brother Liang and Senior Brother Sun bowed their hands, "Thank you, thank you. ”

“In the days ahead, you guys should learn how to talk to your two senior brothers.”

“Yes!”

“Let’s not delay any longer, you guys should start right away, I still have some things to discuss with your Uncle Yuan, so I won’t say any more.”

Chang Duanxuan said and floated away, leaving only a few messages from his soul to Liang De and Sun Xunqiao:

“Ade, take good care of them for me.”

“Got it, Master.”

“Xunqiao, beat them to death.”

“????”

Why do you let me beat them, I still want to have a good relationship with my two junior sisters.

Sun Xunqiao’s martial arts soul sent three question marks in a row, but did not get any response from Chang Duanxuan. He looked at Liang De, his eyes full of “Is this reasonable?”

Liang De held a cigarette in his mouth: “What are you looking at, or you come to treat me and beat me?”

“Then forget it. "

Sun Xunqiao stood up and walked to the front of the three-quarters of the work-study class, patting their shoulders one by one.

"Junior sister, junior brother, let's eat first. Tell me if you want to eat anything you like. Eat something good. When you are full, we will start the class."

A junior brother raised his hand first and said:

"Senior brother, I want to eat ice-roasted pork belly, braised grouper, hand-torn crab meat and baked biscuits, scallops baked with fresh morels and green olives stewed with conch slices. The staple food is rice. Remember to use Huanren's Jinzhu rice. I tell you, Huanren is the best rice outside the pass. Wuchang and Panjin can only be said to be..."

"I didn't fucking ask you! ”

……

Liang De touched his stomach, used his natural power to empty his stomach, and then took out his phone to send a bunch of unfiltered food photos to someone.

It’s not that he doesn’t know how to add filters, but he doesn’t need to.

In the past, a good dish required color, fragrance, taste, shape, meaning and nutrition. Now, it also requires whether it looks good in the photo.

However, good-looking dishes are not necessarily good to take pictures, just like good-looking people are not necessarily photogenic.

Many chefs from the other side who are good at luminous cuisine have too high a content of radioactive substances in their works, so the photos are blurry. From a distance, they look like luxurious wings in low-quality web games. If you look at them for a long time, they will be irritating to the eyes and affect the audience’s popularity, so it is difficult to get a ranking.

Sun Xunqiao, the chef fairy of the other side, certainly would not make such a low-level mistake. Every angle of the dishes he cooks is carefully considered, and even how the diners pick up the chopsticks is also in his calculations. It can be said that one chopstick is a scene. With Galaxy S20 Ultra will not fail to take photos.

Simply sharing daily life trivia will only result in "read but not reply +1", so after sending the photo, he added "I'm full, ready to start working on someone".

Will this sentence be replied?

Not necessarily.

Maybe the woman will not reply a word, waiting for him to say what she is working on and what person she is working on.

Alas, it is easy to get thousands of troops, but it is difficult to find a supporting role. I really want to find the crosstalk queen Yu Qian as my girlfriend.

The mystery of the mysterious person is that even a childhood sweetheart of more than 20 years can't predict her next step. It is better to say that what he is most familiar with is that she can't predict.

It is precisely because he is familiar with her unpredictability that Mr. Liang made a second-hand After dinner, he asked Sun Xunqiao to pass the relevant information of the three-quarters of the training work-study to the Sheng Wuxu Private High School Alumni Group in the form of a chat group.

The information exchange platform where hundreds of Jieyuan practitioners live - although most of the time they are in the chat group - that woman will definitely keep an eye on it.

So she must have known what he was talking about and would not wait for further explanation, and then... he could not predict what would happen next.

Liang De looked at the screen of his mobile phone and tilted his head left and right, like a big-tailed fox that stared blankly at the ice and shook its ears before jumping.

Read, the other party is typing, and then...

Mysterious man: "Why go around in circles and let Sun Xunqiao send it?"

Liang De tapped his mobile phone, "How did you see it?"

"Sun Gou's chat group never sends messages with more than 50 words. The one just now was edited and sent to him by you, right? "The mysterious man replied.

So here's the flaw.

Alas, in the end, I still suffered from the lack of education of my second brother... There's nothing I can do. It's time to show my profound chatting ability!

Mr. Liang used his energy to move his dantian, and his strength flowed through his ten fingers. He sent a message with his fingers flying:

"I don't want to send you a long speech. I can handle everything here. In fact, there's no need to let you know. I just thought of you suddenly, and then sent some random things.

"Does thinking of you count as thinking of you when I suddenly thought of you?"

Read but not reply, the 298th time this week.

Haha, it's just as I expected.

Mr. Liang first took a screenshot of the "message read" and sent it over, then asked:

"Read but not reply means: Got it, I miss you too."

"Mysterious man:..."

"Mysterious man: How do I turn off the read and unread function?"

...

The other side of the world No. 977, Xuantie Forge Star, Mo's Heavy Industry Headquarters.

A new message flashed on the light screen in front of Shen Shiyu.

"Liang Xiaokui: There is no such option in the APP settings, why don't you ask the manual customer service of Tongxu Group?"

...The manual customer service of Tongxu Group said this kind of meaningless nonsense again!

Shen Shiyu habitually ejected a stream of internal energy to turn off the light screen, and the ice-blue light rainbow flying towards the close button stopped halfway.

There is no need to reply to such nonsense, but... but this is read but not replied again.

She opened the drawer, took out the lotus cake sent by assistant Xiao Zhang, took a photo and sent it over.

"Eat this later, and then go to the clean room to check the samples."

"Liang Xiaokui: Got it."

You!

...

Little guy, can't I cure you?

Liang Dezhi put away his phone with pride, and walked to the new training ground with his hands behind his back.

On the 9 square kilometer black stone boxing ring, Sun Xunqiao saw Liang De had arrived, clapped his hands and pulled, and took a boxing stance with a false step and a palm, proudly facing the work-study student. By copying the classic posture of Master Huang of Baozhilin, he stood up with the demeanor of a master.

"You all come together, I don't use the martial arts soul or internal energy, and if I can't cripple you in three moves, I lose."

Before he finished speaking, the black stone bricks under his feet suddenly arched, and a scarlet knife energy broke out of the ground!

1. Wuwu, the tide of the pull-crotch force subsided again, and the nest is back_(:з」∠)_2. Book recommendation time! Sacrificing a book written by a friend, "Fourfold Split", which has more than four million words, it can be killed! ('') 3. Thank you everyone, see you tomorrow~