Going down the mountain to withdraw from the marriage, but was taken by the female president to get

"Dong dong dong..."

After a while, a voice came from inside: "Who?"

Li Wendong felt a strong dissatisfaction and impatience just after hearing the other party say a word.

The voice was full of hostility and gloom.

Li Wendong said: "In Xia Yanke, I came to Capital University with Jiangzhou Liangqiu's team for academic seminars, and I came here to visit Professor Yao."

Li Wendong's words were very reasonable. Even if Yao Zhongyue didn't want to get in touch with people, he would open the door for Liang Qiu's sake.

Sure enough, after a while, the door opened.

Yao Zhongyue, who looked impatient, was still holding a pen in his right hand and holding the door with his left hand, as if he didn't intend to let Li Wendong in.

"Who?"

"What's your business?"

Li Wendong smiled: "Well, can I go in and talk?"

Yao Zhongyue waved his hand impatiently: "If you have anything to do, just say it here."

"I still have to prepare lessons, so I don't have time to chat."

Li Wendong nodded: "Okay, then I'll get straight to the point."

"I want a letter of recommendation to go to the Martial Arts Academy in Beijing. I hope Professor Yao can help."

kindness?

Didn't expect such a request.

Yao Zhongyue was taken aback for a moment, then his face turned cold:

"Budaoyuan? Hehe, you go to that kind of rubbish place too?"

Oh?

Here comes an interesting point.

Li Wendong keenly captured the information.

This Yao Zhongyue was either persecuted by the Martial Arts Institute, or the death of his wife and son was related to the Martial Arts Institute.

But whatever it is, don't provoke him just yet.

Li Wendong replied very piously: "I have some questions, and I need to seek answers in the Martial Arts Academy."

"Also, after traveling all over the country, only the Martial Arts Academy in Beijing can answer it."

Yao Zhongyue sneered even more: "Hehe, doesn't Jiangzhou have its own Martial Arts Institute?"

Li Wendong said flatly: "Under Yanke, the Yan family in Hezhou is not from Jiangzhou."

Yao Zhongyue frowned: "Oh? Then why did you come with Jiangzhou Liangqiu's team?"

Li Wendong said: "When the Wu family conquered the Li family in Jiangzhou, I went together and almost died on the battlefield. It was Master Liang who saved me. I want to repay my kindness."

Yao Zhongyue was not interested in these secular family matters, but after hearing these words, he still let Li Wendong into the office.

"Thank you." Li Wendong walked in and closed the door.

He stood aside, looking carefully at the office.

There is only one word to describe it: chaos.

Very messy.

The two-seater sofa was piled high with some books, clothes, and even paper tea cups.

"Sit by yourself, I'm very busy, find the tea by yourself, and the water dispenser has hot water."

Yao Zhongyue said without raising his head, and pointed casually.

Li Wendong was also a little embarrassed. After looking around, there was no place to stay. Then he calmly picked up the paper cup, filled it with some tea, and went to the water dispenser to get water...

Well, the water hasn't boiled yet.

Li Wendong turned on the hot water to let him boil the water, and continued to chat with Yao Zhongyue about the topic just now.

"Elder Liang will stay here for at least half a month. During this time, they are all preparing for the seminar."

"I can't help you much, so I can only go to the Martial Arts Academy, but the martial arts academy in the capital is heavily guarded, and it is difficult for outsiders to enter."

"So, this junior would like to ask you to help me with this."

Yao Zhongyue continued to sneer: "My suggestion is, if you want to learn any martial arts, go to the local area to visit famous teachers."

"Going to Martial Arts Academy will only harm you!"

Li Wendong nodded. It seems that this professor hates the Martial Arts Academy very deeply.

He may not be able to write a letter of recommendation for Li Wendong.

Thinking of this, Li Wendong frowned slightly. Logically, Tu Fangping should know these things.

But he still deliberately gave this information, and asked Li Wendong to come to Yao Zhongyue for a letter of introduction.

Well, it seems that this submissive Tu Fangping is still not trustworthy, he is good at stealing and playing tricks.

At the same time, seeing that Li Wendong was silent, Yao Zhongyue said bluntly:

"Leave when you figure it out, I'm busy."

Li Wendong also stood up. Listening to the footsteps, Yao Zhongyue muttered without raising his head: "Hehe, another impatient soft bone..."

But then...

"Snapped"

A cup of hot tea was placed beside Yao Zhongyue.

He froze for a moment, then looked at Li Wendong.

I saw that Li Wendong made a cup himself, and drank it on his own:

"Professor Yao, the tea in your collection is quite delicious."

Yao Zhongyue glanced at the teacup and said disdainfully, "Cut."

"Don't be courteous, you go, I won't write you a letter of recommendation."

After finishing speaking, he put the finished lesson plan aside and started to operate on the computer again.

Li Wendong continued:

"Professor Yao, Martial Arts Academy is actually not that scary."

"As a native of Hezhou, I must be full of yearning for the Martial Arts Academy in the capital."

"It's hard to come to the capital this time, and I hope to see the elegance of the capital's Martial Arts Academy."

"I hope that Professor Yao can satisfy this junior's request."

Yao Zhongyue looked away from the computer screen and said lightly:

"What is your cultivation level? Just go to Martial Arts Institute?"

Li Wendong said honestly: "Zijin is high-ranking."

Yao Zhongyue glanced at Li Wendong, his eyes were a little moved.

It is true that at the age of Yan Ke played by Li Wendong, it is not easy to reach the high level of Zijin.

Put it anywhere else, it's genius.

Even in Donghai, where martial arts is also prosperous, the high-ranking Zijin in his 20s is enough to support the hope of a first-line family in the future.

Of course, Yan Ke himself does not have such a high level of martial arts.

After Li Wendong pretended to be him, he deliberately lowered his martial arts cultivation to this point.

Not too high, not too low.

Yao Zhongyue said quietly: "It seems that the Yan family in Hezhou wants to use the strength of the whole family to make you a martial arts master, so as to revitalize the family?"

Li Wendong couldn't answer these words, and chose to remain silent.

Yao Zhongyue's tone suddenly became deep: "Boy, learn martial arts. In the world of martial arts, the longer you fall, you will only harm yourself!"

"Martial Dao, after all, it's not a good thing!"

After listening, Li Wendong just felt that Yao Zhongyue is also so cruel to martial arts?

It seemed that the death of his wife and children had hit him too hard.

So much so that he hated martial arts.

Even, he himself is a martial arts master.

Suddenly, Li Wendong seemed to have a flash of inspiration, and an idea came to his mind.

He thought of his wife Lin Yu who was far away in Jiangzhou, grandfather Lin Qingsheng, Guo Canghai who was like a teacher, and Nan Xiaohu and his brothers.

I thought of my master Qi Taibai who didn't know where he was, the old man Zheng who taught me since childhood and was a close friend with his master, the teacher Zhou Xueqian who taught me culture, and the granny Zishan who had a knife mouth and a bean curd heart...

Li Wendong suddenly felt emotional, cupped his hands and said:

"I study martial arts because I want to protect the people I want to protect."

"They are the most important people in my life, and I don't want them to be hurt."