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"Then Master Hei gave him a new name within a few days."

Wuxie asked: "Did he force it or did you do it voluntarily?"

Jade: "It's a nickname, you can call it anything, and I quite like this name. Also traveling with us is Xie Wang Jie Cai. They are the names that were forced to be assigned. They are not Jie's family members and don't know who is in charge." Where did you get it from? The name was also changed two years ago."

Wuxie asked Pingzi: "Brother, can you tell where their Kung Fu skills come from?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head: "I can't tell, but it's not from the Zhang family."

Oh ~

Wu Xie thought that he should check it carefully during the subsequent cleaning.

Although it was already evening when they arrived, Luoyang city was still very lively. As soon as the fat man got off the car, he chatted with people on the side of the road, speaking cheerfully in a fake Henan dialect.

"Fat man, what did you hear?"

As soon as he entered the hotel room, Wuxie asked him.

The fat man cursed and said, "Damn, Fatty, I paid five hundred yuan for nothing and stayed up all night to learn Henan dialect. I can't understand what they said at all."

Wuxie laughed and comforted him: "Oh, although it is Henan dialect, Henan area is relatively large, and the dialects of each city are not necessarily the same. For example, when I was in Hangzhou, sometimes I couldn't understand the elderly people nearby. normal phenomenon."

Fatty didn't like being cheated, so he called the man directly and asked for his tuition back.

Wuxie asked him why he came back? The fat man said: "Damn it, Fatty, if I don't go back, I will dig up his ancestral graves."

"Do you think he believes this? Is he so easy to talk to?"

Fatty: "They are all from the Tao. Everyone on the Tao knows about Fatty's reputation, so he gave it back to me when he was afraid. He also taught me a few Luoyang dialects for free."

"Luoyang dialect?"

"You don't understand this. Originally, I learned the Mandarin of Henan, which covers a wide range of topics. Now I'm learning specifically and learning the local dialect directly."

Wuxie drank a bottle of water, listened to his bragging and asked him if he had learned it?

"Fat Master takes action and is sure to succeed. Wait, I'll go find out now."

Fatty is a man who rises to heaven without praise. This is what Wu Xie has learned over the years.

Wuxie washed his face and went to find Xiaohua. Pingzi followed him as soon as he got out of the car. He didn't know what the two of them were doing mysteriously.

"Xiaohua, do you have any plans later?"

Jie Xiaohua sat there calmly and drank tea, Pingzi was not there.

"What about little brother?"

Xiaohua put down her tea cup and said helplessly: "Don't you have anything else to do? Aren't you tired of hanging around him every day?"

Wuxie shook his head and said, "I don't hang around him every day. I'm very busy every day and have a lot of things to do."

"What are you busy with every day? Let me hear it. Maybe I can help you with your reference."

Wu Xie frowned and asked him: "A lot of things. So where is the little brother? Didn't you two stay together as soon as you got off the car?"

Xiaohua poured a cup of tea for Wuxie and motioned for him to sit down: "Why are you in a hurry? You can't throw it away for a while. Take a few sips first to moisten your throat. Your mouth is already dry."

"I'm not thirsty. I just drank a bottle of mineral water." Wu Xie licked his lips subconsciously, which was fine.

"Brother just said that he felt something familiar nearby and wanted to go for a walk. Don't worry about it. You are not his mother, and he is not a three-year-old child. Why do you care so much?"

Wuxie wanted to say that he might not be as good as a three-year-old child on the ground.