Self-cultivation of cannon fodder through books

The servant announced loudly: "The leader is here—!"

The sitting people all stood up to greet him, and naturally Wang Ding also stood up.

Good guy, this posture to greet the leader is enough.

Everyone looked at the door, and saw a tall man in a black robe stepping in. Wang Ding saw that he was indeed a dragon and a phoenix among men, with a jade tree facing the wind. This figure, this temperament, and this appearance did indeed have the capital to make cannon fodder Guardian Zuo was fascinated.

Even he felt his heart skip a beat—this was probably the instinctive reaction of this body, and he couldn't help but control it.

Nie Haoyang smiled at everyone, but felt a little uneasy. Every meal was a severe test for him, more tiring than a duel with others.

He walked towards the main table in the middle, and saw that Doctor Ma was still sitting on the left side of the familiar position, but the familiar person was not on the right side. After a rough look, he couldn't find the left guardian who was heavily made up and scented to death.

He was slightly surprised in his heart, and then relaxed, but on the surface he sat on the main seat as usual.

Nie Haoyang asked: "Is everyone here?"

The voice is deep, magnetic and very sexy, and it can completely hit the point of voice control, but it's a pity that this big Buddha Wang Ding can't afford it, and he doesn't want to.

Ma Ruhua replied: "It's all here, we can serve dinner, Master."

As a doctor, Ma Ruhua is supposed to be unable to sit next to the leader, and he is not qualified to eat at this table, but Dr. Ma is highly skilled in medicine and won the appreciation of Nie Haoyang. His status in the leader is not low, so everyone respects him three points.

"It's all here?" Nie Haoyang said that he didn't want Guardian Zuo to harass him, but he also didn't want him not to participate in the dinner. "Is Guardian Zuo here?"

Doctor Ma's mood was obviously depressed, "Report to the leader, Zuo Dharma has arrived."

After being named, Wang Ding naturally couldn't hide anymore, so he could only raise his hand and say, "Master, I'm here."

Nie Haoyang followed the voice, and couldn't believe his eyes. How long has it been since he saw Zuo Hufa without makeup?It's been so long that I have forgotten his true face.

Dressed in a crisp white robe, with long jet-black hair, he has wiped off his heavy makeup, and removed the golden headgear. Such a left protector reminded him of an inappropriate sentence, "Clear water produces hibiscus, and natural ones can be carved."

What's wrong with me?Obviously he repulsed him very much, why did all the disgust disappear after seeing him take off his makeup?

Hierarch Nie secretly blamed himself for being sick, nodded slightly to Wang Ding, and then said, "Dinner."

The chef of the Devil's Cult is very capable. Each table of eight people is served with four meat, two vegetables, two cold dishes, and one soup as standard.

After Nie Haoyang moved his chopsticks, everyone began to eat.

"Hey, what's wrong with you today?" Bian Jiangling touched Wang Ding with his elbow, and lowered his voice, "Why do you want to sit next to me?"

Wang Ding put a chopstick of braised fish into his mouth, "You won't let me sit next to you?"

"That's what you said." Bian Jiangling glanced at the master seat, "Usually you don't come when I tell you to come, and you have to sit next to the leader..."

Wang Ding interrupted him, "Then fight with Doctor Ma, let everyone see a joke, and let the leader bother me?"

Bian Jiangling smiled, "You still know?"

Wang Ding rolled his eyes at him, but didn't speak.

Bian Jiangling said: "Come and sit with me after dinner, we two brothers will have a drink and chat."

Wang Ding nodded, "OK."

Bian Jiangling did not know him at all.Zuo Hufa was not Zuo Hufa when he first came to the Devil's Cult, and he and Bian Jiangling, who is already a right guardian, didn't like each other. , the two finally let go of their prejudice against each other after a fight, and became friends who talked about everything, and Guardian Zuo would only let go of his disguise in front of Bian Jiangling.

Today's dinner was more harmonious and less exciting because of the absence of the tug-of-war between Guardian Zuo and Doctor Ma. Doctor Ma, who suddenly lost his opponent in the fight, was also a little puzzled, but he was still happy in his heart. up.

During the meal, Ma Ruhua kept observing Wang Ding, wanting to see if he really had self-knowledge or if he was deliberately trying to attract the leader's attention.

Wang Ding knew that Ma Ruhua was watching him, so he could probably guess what he was thinking. He found it very boring. Doctor Ma made a mistake in treating him as a rival in love. He really wanted to tell him: Your rival in love is in the eight hundred miles Besides, go find him.

During this meal, apart from talking a few words to Bian Jiangling, Wang Ding just concentrated on eating the food and never glanced randomly, not even looking in the direction where Nie Haoyang was sitting.

Ma Ruhua observed for a while, but couldn't tell what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd, so she simply didn't bother to care about him, and started to greet the leader by herself.Nie Haoyang is calm and dignified, and lacks Zuo Hufa's fixed time bomb, so it's rare for him to chat and laugh with them, including Ma Ruhua, during meals.

Everyone in the church knows that Ma Ruhua likes the leader, but the leader will not avoid him in every possible way. The reason is that Dr. Ma is smarter than Guardian Zuo. Not so exclusive.

After dinner, Nie Haoyang walked out of the dining room first.

Wang Ding's shoulder on the edge of Jiangling's main building, "Go, go to my house."

Wang Ding said, "Wait for me, I'll go talk to the leader and leave."

Bian Jiangling shook his head, looked at him with a look of "Are you still not giving up?", and said helplessly, "Okay, then you can go."

Wang Ding didn't have time to explain, so it's more important to talk to the leader first.

Nie Haoyang was walking to the small garden with Guo'er, a close servant, when he heard hurried footsteps behind him.

He paused, his heart tightened, and he had already heard who it was.

Just as he was about to flee the scene quickly, he heard Guardian Zuo calling him from behind, "Master, please stay."

Nie Haoyang frowned slightly, after thinking about it for a while, he still stopped and turned around.

Wang Ding had already come to the front, bowed his hands to Nie Haoyang and saluted, "Master, I have a few words that I want to say to the leader."

Nie Haoyang pressed his temple, "Speak."

Wang Ding lowered his head slightly: "This subordinate is here to make amends to the leader."

Nie Haoyang was puzzled, "What is the crime?"

"Sin has caused a lot of trouble to the leader before." Wang Ding twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to pull out a smile, "Recently, I have thought a lot, and I have realized that the previous behaviors are really inappropriate, and emotional matters must not be forced. In the future, I will not bother you, the leader, and I will devote myself wholeheartedly to the Demon Sect in order to repay the kindness of the leader, and I ask the leader not to deliberately hide from his subordinates."

Nie Haoyang opened his eyes wide, as if he hadn't realized the meaning of what he said.

"Then my subordinate will take my leave." After Wang Ding saluted, he turned his head and walked towards the dining room.

Turning his head, Wang Ding breathed a sigh of relief. The Long March has finally taken the first step, and he hopes to get on the right track as soon as possible.

The thin and elegant white figure gradually faded away with the afterglow of the setting sun. Nie Haoyang was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and asked Guo'er, "Did you hear me right?"

Guo'er's apple face showed a big smile, "Congratulations to the leader, Zuo Guardian finally let you go!"

Nie Haoyang: "..."

This is real?