Sword repair living in the headlines of entertainment

early spring.

The drizzle on Xianding Mountain, except for the snow on Jianfeng Peak, the Yuxu Sect is full of spring.

It was the beginning of the month, and the disciples in the sect had just issued the monthly payment, and the small shop of the Yuxu Sect was crowded, and the exchange rate between spirit stones and credit points changed every day.

Inside the main palace of Yuxu.

The suzerain brewed a pot of hot tea: "A few more days to warm up, but you have to retreat again?"

Mu Fan nodded.

"Spiritual power is depleted, nourishing dark wounds is not a one-day effort. Don't be impatient." Elder Zhengfa signaled Mu Fan to stretch out his arms, and put his fingers together to explore the pulse gate.

The suzerain also nodded and agreed, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Junior Brother Mu's complexion was pale, and his blood was still gone after half a year of warming up.The outstretched wrist seemed transparent, and there was not much flesh growing on it, which made people feel distressed.

"In two months, it will be the Ascension to Immortal Conference," the suzerain opened an email and projected it on the screen: "As in the past, we will select young and strong people with good bones. But this year, cough, the local government is paying close attention to cultural construction. Raised the vagrant issue a few times."

The law enforcement elders stared: "The year before last, they suspected that we were a black coal mine. Last year, they said that we were engaged in pyramid schemes. How many times have they said that we are a serious pharmaceutical listed company. What tricks are they doing this year?!"

The suzerain said: "Have you ever seen a pharmaceutical company employing child labor?"

Bai Shenyan, who was sitting at the bottom, blinked.

"Every spring and summer, we send nearly a hundred foundation-building rookies to the homes of those new disciples. They breathe fire and thunder. They work for half a month before they can convince their secular relatives to take them over," the suzerain said. Local officials who have no connection with each other are even more ignorant of power."

Mu Fan said: "It's different from the past. In the year I started as a beginner, the children of every family were looking forward to being able to ascend to the sky in one step at the Climbing Immortal Fair."

The law enforcement elder also seemed to have thought of something, and sat aside angrily.

"Therefore, as soon as the sect recruits people every year, the local enrollment rate will plummet." The suzerain said: "I have thought about it, and there is only one plan that can be broken."

On the screen, the PPT turned, and four rainbow characters shone brightly.

Civil and military school.

"Each peak is its own class, with multiple titles for each discipline. There are the most swordsmen in the sect, and martial arts with equipment is a major class. When the Ministry of Culture comes to inspect, they can also display a hundred-man sword formation, and those who are not good at swordsmanship will also Can do gymnastics, acrobatics, or perform a 50-meter sprint."

Mu Fan, the law enforcement elder: "..."

Suzerain: "We set up the small back mountain as a district, which is where the medicinal materials are displayed to the outside world every time. Building a few virtual school buildings can stop the mouth of the Ministry of Culture."

Mu Fan: "It is indeed feasible to list the school, but there may not be enough elders in the school, and some teachers still need to be recruited from outside."

Suzerain: "External teachers also live in Xiaohoushan. The mountain guards will not stop ordinary people. We can solve it by pulling a high-voltage power grid."

There was silence.

"Everyone, what do you think?"

The law enforcement elder pondered for a while, and said, "That's right. But it's just to deceive people, so why bother? Let me see, set up a trail at the foot of the mountain, and none of the officials and reporters can find it."

"What does Junior Brother Mu think?"

Mu Fan put down the teacup, and said slowly: "I agree with the suzerain's proposal. The purpose of establishing a school is not to deceive people's eyes and ears. In addition to classics and sword formulas, there should be more subjects in the sect. Art, literature and painting. The formations depicted in the Sutra Pavilion were learned by the seniors of Jianmen from a book of "Heavenly Creation of Things". Setting up more disciplines is beneficial and harmless."

The suzerain showed a gratified smile.

After the morning meeting, the two elders left from the main peak.

When Mu Fan left the main hall, the cold wind hit his face, and he frowned slightly.

"Junior Brother Mu—" The law enforcement elder suddenly seemed to have a sense, and when he turned around, he saw Mu Fan coughing in a low voice.

Mu Fan was startled, and it seemed that it took him a long time to realize: "It's nothing, I've disturbed senior brother."

He put his hands behind his back and smiled, his expression normal.

The law enforcement elder nodded and bid farewell to Mu Fan with his flying sword.

Mu Fan's saber glazed light also lit up.In the pale cyan light of the sword, the corner of the sleeve of the robe hidden behind was stained with a little blood like plum blossoms.

After the morning meeting, Mu Fan went straight back to Jianfeng and connected to the terminal.

During the Jinyao training, during the non-curriculum time, the places where the students go online are all at the school gate covered with flowers. It is said that it is to create a sense of ritual for learning.

"do not move."

Mu Fan was taken aback.

The tall man stretched out his hand, vacant in the air.

"This is Pandora's canyon moonlight butterfly." Lu Mengji's voice was as deep as a beautiful cello: "There is only one in the entire campus, and the chance of one in a hundred thousand will land on your shoulder. Good morning, Mu classmate."

Lu Mengji turned around at the most opportune time, with the most handsome expression the system's default face could make on his face - the conclusion of a Golden Globe winner who studied for half an hour.

And this opening is adapted from the popular idol drama "School Grass Favorite: Pink First Love Donut" which he completed a year ago.

A few seconds later, his Afan really bent his eyes.

Lu Mengji's eyes were deep.

Mu Fan: "Good morning, classmate Lu. My terminal configuration is not high, and there are no scene effects. What does the canyon moonlight butterfly look like?"

Lu Mengji: "..."

Obviously, classmate Lu was still standing there, but Mu Fan was keenly aware of the small look of grievance for a second.

However, he soon regained his vitality, with obvious confidence and publicity: "It doesn't matter whether you can see it or not, what matters is this second, only you are unique."

A screen of light was projected in front of the two of them, and a dark purple butterfly was long and beautiful, fluttering lightly, and perched on Mu Fan's right shoulder.

"At least, that's how it looks to me."

Mu Fan smiled: "Thank you."

"No, I should thank you. I only saw it once on Pandora." Lu Mengji said.Unobtrusively revealing that he has a wealth of experience and knowledge, which is the most touching part of the hero of the campus drama.

Sure enough, Mu Fan was very curious about the geography beyond Blue Star: "Student Lu has been to Pandora?"

Lu Mengji said: "I have been there a long time ago. The third civilized planet discovered by humans in the era of great voyages in the star field is also one of the very few planets whose culture lags behind that of the Blue Star. The main intelligent species is the orcs, and they live a simple life. Simple primitive life. I even had a night talk with one of the chiefs."

Mu Fan opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Lu Mengji was bathed in such a sight, and couldn't help but move his Adam's apple: "An old leopard orc has three neighboring tribes under him..."

Before the words were finished, a person broke in: "Mu Mu, don't listen to his bragging. The chief of Pandora has never been polite to humans."

A student with exaggerated colorful wing light effects appeared between the two of them.

"My family has business dealings with Pandora, so rather than listening to him talk nonsense, why don't you ask me directly," the man said proudly.

Lu Mengji said coldly, "You're not me, so how do you know that I haven't met the chief."

"Just because he is the young master of the general agent of Pandora Radio Station." Another person also came over, and a black dragon was stuck on his body.

In the distance, a crowd whispered endlessly.

"Isn't this classmate Lu? Why is he there? That's the legendary light effect circle! I was stunned!"

"Student Lu must have good grades too! But Mumu is already the first in the class. If he wants to grab the light effect, he has to pass Mumu—is it possible? Mumu's grades are so good!"

The man went on to say, "Don't you have anything to say?"

Lu Mengji sneered, and just as he was about to slap his face, Mu Fan said softly, "I trust Classmate Lu."

"Mumu, you..."

Lu Mengji: "Radio station 797? The traffic is half that of the past, right?"

That person had a meal.

"Classmate Lu." Mu Fan stretched out his hand and lightly tapped Lu Mengji's shoulder, and the distraught actor Lu immediately silenced his voice: "It's time to go to class."

Seeing that classmate Lu was still not moving, Mu Fan simply made a clever move and led him straight forward.

Lu Mengji froze for a second, and followed obediently.

"Student Lu, I heard that your entrance score is only 63?" the man suddenly shouted behind him.

Lu Mengji looked back and despised: What's wrong with 63?Sooner or later, the dragon on your body will be tested away.

The shortcut that Mu Fan took him took, and he arrived at the door of the classroom in a short while.

Lu Mengji hurriedly took a step forward to open the door, and waited for Afan to come in as a gentleman.

Looking at his anxious expression, Mu Fan laughed a little: "Speaking of which, Student Lu has been to many places."

Lu Mengji immediately started counting: "26 asteroids that have been to the Milky Way, eleven around Bisu-2, and nine near Xusu. That's all for now."

Mu Fan said: "That's great."

Lu Mengji fell silent suddenly.His mistake abruptly took away 600 years of Afan's time.The half life of this angry horse in fresh clothes should have belonged to Afan.

"There will be a chance in the future..." Lu Mengji swallowed the second half of the sentence. Up to now, he is just a Lu classmate who has just been friends for less than a day.

Mu Fan: "Huh?"

Lu Mengji walked to Mu Fan's seat yesterday and sat down.

Mu Fan really pulled away the adjacent seat.

When the class bell rang, Lu Mengji moved the chair inadvertently, and moved it to the right.

Afan, who was listening intently, didn't notice it.

Lu Mengji counted 5 minutes silently, then moved a little to the right.

His right hand brushed Afan's left elbow.

This distance is just right, it is not aggressive, and it can be rubbed in the air.

Lu Mengji fell into an on-hook state again.

In the terminal, Wei Shu, who came back from a day off, frantically sent messages——

"Da Lu, do you want to accept the idol drama? The nation's most beautiful girl will act with you!"

"No."

"What about literary films? As long as you act as a fan, you will definitely buy it!"

"No acting."

"Can't make it to the variety show? Now I have six top-level exposure announcements! Six!"

"No."

"—Then what are you going to do, sir?"

Lu Mengji: Don't do anything, just sit next to Afan.

He didn't stare at Afan blatantly for a class, but he was still in a very comfortable mood.

It's like they sat in a row on the big rock in Jianfeng back then.Jianfeng doesn't have a good meal, but Afan always has something delicious.In the morning when he practiced the sword, A Fan put his hands behind his back, stretched out two fingers, and the fat master fried two big balls.After all the brothers had left, Afan secretly gave him one and sat on a rock to finish eating.

Lu Mengji's heart softened.

——Until class was about to end, he was just about to speak.

Afan lowered his head suddenly, coughing uncontrollably.

Lu Mengji's heart twitched, and his color suddenly changed.