Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

Zhang Qiyuan took out a large box from the space without any hesitation.

Black Glasses made a joke about the two brothers: "You really have exactly the same taste!"

Zhang Haike gave Black Glasses a glare: "Shut up, talking about the clan leader and the chairman, do you want to be punished?"

The man with black glasses laughed and said, "What punishment? I am a member of the clan leader's guard."

Zhang Haike snorted and glanced at the man with black glasses arrogantly: "The chairman has the management right over the guard team, and I have the supervision right."

Black Glasses shut up.

Zhang Qiyuan can cure the mute very well, so he doesn't want to provoke this guy.

"This is a hooded sweatshirt that I asked Fugui and other house-elves to make for you." Zhang Qiyuan took out pieces one by one. There were colorful colors, with black and blue being the most common. "I designed it myself."

Zhang Qiyuan cast a silent spell, and a red sweatshirt was put on Zhang Qilin.

The red color makes Zhang Qilin's lips turn red and his teeth turn white, making him look more like a pretty boy.

Hahahaha, a silent complaint from the man with black glasses.

"Change to something." Zhang Qilin naturally saw the laughter from the black glasses, "I want black."

Zhang Qiyuan slapped Zhang Qilin's claws away and was temporarily deafened for a while: "The pocket of the sweater has been cast with magic, it can store things, and there is also a secret space."

Zhang Qilin reached out and took out a candy. The wrapper on it was a tender yellow chick. He raised the corners of his lips, then peeled off the candy wrapper and ate the candy.

"The secret space leads directly to Fugui's kitchen cabinet. Fugui has developed many new things. You can enjoy them slowly." Zhang Qiyuan looked at Zhang Qilin's hands in his pockets again and said with a smile, "There is a limit on the candies for each piece of clothing."

Zhang Qilin was silent for a moment and looked at Zhang Qiyuan.

Zhang Qiyuan was unmoved, his heart was as strong as iron: "I prepared so many clothes for you, change one a day, there must be a lot of candy."

Is it okay to just pick pockets without wearing any clothes? Zhang Qilin had a hunch that Zhang Qiyuan would not leave such an obvious loophole for him to exploit.

However, later on, Zhang Qilin learned a trick, he would quietly let Wuxie put it on, and then give him candy to eat. Of course, Zhang Qilin didn't say a word, it was all Wuxie who took the initiative to do it.

"I also refined a pot for you, just like my pots, but it can't sing, what a pity." Zhang Qiyuan said as he took out a black pot, "Cooking is quick, and there is no need to light a fire. Come, little official, drop a drop of blood, just one drop."

Zhang Haike took the initiative to ask Black Glasses to bring a needle, then a flame ignited on his fingertips, disinfected the needle, and handed it to the patriarch.

Zhang Qilin closed his eyes, took it resignedly, and pricked a blood spot on his fingertips.

The man with black glasses watched the fun from the side, mainly because the mute's expression of despair was so funny. Normally, you would never see any expression on the mute's expressionless face.

Zhang Qilin's blood fell on the black pot, and in an instant, the black pot turned into noble gold.

"I've been asking you to change color for a whole year, but you haven't changed!" Zhang Qiyuan was so angry that he jumped up and down. The key point was that he jumped so high that the man with black glasses was afraid that Zhang Qiyuan's forehead would hit the ceiling. "This is discrimination! Damn it!"

Zhang Qilin fiddled with the golden pot. Strangely, he could vaguely feel some emotions coming from... the golden pot. For example, now, facing the angry Zhang Qiyuan, it seemed a little complacent.

Zhang Qilin said nothing. He looked at the smooth golden pot and activated the golden Qilin tattoo on his body without any instruction. Then a Qilin pattern appeared on the pot.

Zhang Qiyuan stopped jumping up and down: "Wow, little official, it seems that this pot is destined for you. You stamped it so quickly. If you meet your wife in the future, you must be so quick!"

"Yeah." Zhang Qilin has already accepted (got used to) the existence of his future wife. What else can he do? And what Zhang Qiyuan said was always true. He was also looking forward to his future significant other.

Now both Zhang Haike and Black Glasses were a little surprised.

Zhang Haike was because the clan leader could not marry within the clan, and Black Glasses was because Chunchun felt that a mute would actually want to get a wife? ?

Zhang Qiyuan nodded with satisfaction: "You can use this pot to cook in the future. It is convenient and quick. You can make a delicious dish even if you put a dead turtle in it."

Zhang Qilin raised his eyes and stared at Zhang Qiyuan: "Have you done it?"

Zhang Qiyuan covered his mouth: "How is it possible?"

Seeing this guilty expression, Zhang Qilin sighed: "Don't eat messy things."

Zhang Qiyuan nodded his head nods and refused to repent.

This reunion lasted until very late.

The main reason was that Zhang Qiyuan insisted on dressing up as a Christmas tree with Zhang Qilin. In the end, Zhang Qilin compromised, dressed up for a few minutes, and then slipped back to the room.

As for Zhang Qiyuan and Zhang Haike, they went next door because the head of the Zhang family lived here. Isn't it normal to buy the house opposite?

Zhang Haike didn't stay long. He discussed some things with Zhang Qilin alone before leaving.

After all, the Zhang family would fall apart without Zhang Haike! This is not a joke!

Zhang Qiyuan played the role of a tutor conscientiously and was obsessed with cooking for Zhang Qilin. Even Black Glasses was completely captivated by the table after table of delicious food.

Hei Yanjing studied anatomy and music, while Zhang Qilin studied physics and philosophy.

Uh, Zhang Qiyuan looked at Zhang Qilin's physics homework and felt that his spiritual value dropped instantly: "I also want to learn physics, Xiaoguan, give me a few of your extracurricular homework."

Zhang Qiyuan was inspired by physics, and his success rate of signing in has increased a lot recently.

Black Glasses became more casual as he became more familiar with Zhang Qiyuan, revealing a bit of his true nature.

"Chairman, are you still going to set up the stall?"

Zhang Qiyuan raised his head: "Of course, my fried rice magic is so popular!" Yes, Zhang Qiyuan still used those two singing pots to cook, and these foreigners firmly believed that this was magic!

And once they tried the delicious oriental dishes, they became obsessed with this mobile magic stall.

The man with black glasses is responsible for attracting customers and playing the violin when customers are tasting delicious food. Oh, he is also responsible for cleaning up. In short, he is a handyman.

Zhang Qilin was in charge of the cashier. Of course, occasionally, in order to appease Zhang Qiyuan, he would show off his swordsmanship, Eastern martial arts, and the mysterious Eastern power.

Every time at this time, Zhang Qiyuan would proudly tell every customer about Zhang Qilin's advantages, which could not be fully described in three days and three nights.

If a customer is sweet-talking and follows his advice by praising Zhang Qilin a few times, Zhang Qiyuan will generously waive the bill.

Zhang Qilin's praise group. Complaints from Hei Xia Zi.

Zhang Qilin raised his knife.

Hei Xia Zi: "I'll shut up, you come to the cashier."

Zhang Qilin didn't dare to refuse the cashier, but he chose to cover his face.

"Oh, he's shy."

"A cute boy."

"...Oh, Zhang, you actually know Kung Fu! I will give you full marks in your subjects."

He also met his physics professor.

Zhang Qilin looked at Zhang Qiyuan dimly: "Let's go back."

Zhang Qiyuan ignored him and started chatting with the professor, and finally gave the professor several stir-fried dishes.

The professor cheerfully said that he would give them more publicity.

Zhang Qilin became even more introverted.

Unexpectedly, the physics professor would stop Zhang Qilin after class and ask if he wanted to set up a stall tonight, and also praised Zhang Qiyuan's cooking skills.

Zhang Qilin answered the professor's questions sparingly.

Finally, when Zhang Qiyuan was setting up the stall at night, he noticed that Zhang Qilin was shy, so he asked the man with black glasses to perform with Zhang Qilin, one of them played the violin while the other showed his skills in removing putty!

The physics professor looked at his student's kung fu and shouted, "This is my student! My student! Zhang Qilin!!!"

Driven by the professor, many people gathered at the small stall, most of them were university students, and some professors, who were always acquaintances.

Everyone started to make a fuss and shouted Zhang Qilin's name.

Zhang Qiyuan was very happy and said that the whole show was free tonight. This attracted more people, and everyone called their friends to come and there was almost a stampede.

The man with black glasses was laughing so hard, and his gloating look made Zhang Qilin angry. Zhang Qiyuan couldn't bring himself to do it, so could this blind man be cruel enough?

So, the event that ignited the atmosphere of this party to the climax was Zhang Qilin beating up Hei Xia Zi.

"Putty removal skills!"

"Ohhhh, Zhang Qilin!!"

"My students!!"

"Putty-removing Kung Fu! I want to learn Kung Fu too!"

……

The nightmare maker of Zhang Qilin is none other than Zhang Qiyuan.