Botmaster

Yan Jingchen happily took out a kit, put Tong Wu's "calligraphy" into it, and then drew an invisible talisman on the outside of the kit, then put the kit into the bag and put it close to his body.

"What is this for?" Tong Wu was puzzled.

Yan Jingchen said with a smile: "Such a good word, it would be too wasteful to put it in broad daylight. I will keep it in this bag, and lock it with a spell to protect it from the wind and frost."

"It's too exaggerated!" Tong Wu couldn't believe it for a while, Yan Jingchen, who was once the head of Kunlun, could do such a nasty thing, "Isn't it just a few broken characters, besides, the ink stains don't disappear so easily, do they?" !” If this is the case, wouldn’t even a single copybook of the ancients be preserved?

Yan Jingchen just smiled and refused to comment.

Tong Wu had nothing to do with him, and made a new definition of this person in his heart: not only domineering, but also nagging.

He simply ignored Yan Jingchen, anyway, he couldn't drive him away for a while, so he just let him stay here, and he calmed down to grind his ink and write, using the ordinary ink that Yan Jingchen brought for the second time Yanghao, and the fried Langhao pen was put aside as a decoration.

Tong Wu thought, one day he will be able to write unparalleled characters with that wolf hair.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, and Tong Wu wrote for half an hour before he realized that the room was extremely quiet.

Tong Wu unconsciously relaxed his movements, put down his pen and turned to look at Yan Jingchen. He was sitting on a wooden bench with his back straight, his eyes closed and his expression relaxed, as if he was asleep. But Wu knew that he was not falling asleep like this, but in sedation—even though he was just sitting peacefully like this, the aura surrounding Yan Jingchen was not the same as usual.

Jianxiu is always accompanied by the word "sharp". Although Yan Jingchen did not deliberately hide his "sharpness" in the past, it is not like today, he is simply showing his sharpness!It's like an ancient sword that has been sleeping in the sealed place for a long time, and finally meets a destined person who can make it bloom again.

He still sat calmly, looking calm, like a pool of gentle spring water.

But Tong Wu knew that if he stretched out his hand to touch this seemingly gentle spring water, he would be able to touch the undercurrent bubbling out from under him, and it could suddenly change and sweep away thousands of troops when you didn't pay attention.

His calm made Tong Wu, who had been inexplicably boiling for a moment just now, calm down again, and he involuntarily picked up his pen...

Yan Jingchen is a swordsman. Although there are many swordsmen in the cultivation world, there are not many who are as powerful as Yan Jingchen.

Entering the Tao with the sword has been the most difficult path among the three thousand roads since ancient times. If you can walk down-to-earth in a down-to-earth way, you will be able to rise to the top and rise in the sky in the future. What's more, Yan Jingchen's talent is unmatched. relationship and less than others.

His sword eyebrows flew sideways, as sharp as a sword, but Tong Wu knew that if he opened his eyes, those eyes would be able to dissolve the hostility between his brows.

Before he knew it, Tong Wu's right hand seemed to have thoughts of his own. For a moment, Yan Jingchen, who was standing proudly against the wind with a sword in his hand, appeared on the paper. His brows, sharpness, and calmness... It was as if Wu had woken up and was also surprised. Yu himself was able to capture Yan Jingchen's charm in such a subtle way.

This……

Tong Wu looked at Yan Jingchen on the paper, then at Yan Jingchen who opened his eyes at some point, and was speechless for a moment.

Yan Jingchen caught a glimpse of the newly released portrait on the table, immediately relaxed his brows and eyes, and said with a smile: "I just got a picture of you, and in the moment of meditating like this, I got another picture, not bad."

Tong Wu immediately moved the portrait to the other side, avoiding Yan Jingchen's extended hand, "Whoever says I want to give it to you, just pretend to be affectionate."

"Ah! It turned out that I was being self-indulgent..." Yan Jingchen pretended to be disappointed, "I'm ashamed and ashamed, I really can't be narcissistic anymore..."

As a result, Tong Wu couldn't bear it, and handed over the portrait.

"Here, I'll give it to you, anyway, I drew it casually..."

"So, thanks!"

Yan Jingchen immediately smiled again, and stored this portrait together with the previous ink treasures in the kit, still close to his body.

Tong Wu: "..."

Yan Jingchen was very happy to get the painting. Thinking that Tong Wu's software knowledge was too lacking, he said that he would make up lessons for him, lest one day the computer crashed and he couldn't use it, and he couldn't fix it alone.

Although this statement is not a compliment to him, Tong Wu feels that he cannot refute it at all, because he can only use anti-virus software and repair software. If he encounters a system problem and the computer crashes, he probably can only be dumbfounded.

Yan Jingchen really has everything in his storage bag. Tong Wu has seen him take out the Four Treasures of the Study from it. Now he is not surprised to see him take out a laptop, but he doesn’t know there are other things in the storage bag. Is there anything weird about it, like a big tent or something...

The two of them leaned together in front of the computer, one teaching the other, which was a bit of a small matter.

It was only on this night that Tong Wu realized the unfathomable depth of modern science. There are so many details about a single computer, from hardware to software, there are still so many places to study and study. Many of the knowledge that Yan Jingchen just talked about are all He has never seen it in books, it seems that after today, he finally has the meaning of breaking away from the paper.

Tong Wu's writing with a brush is easier than writing with a ballpoint pen. Yan Jingchen talked all night, and he memorized it all night, sprinkling a few large sheets of notes with brushes.

"You remember the details." Yan Jingchen took the note and looked at it, it was very clear.

"Well, I have to find time to reorganize it into a book in the future so that I can read it in the future." This is his habit during his lifetime. Even after sleeping for more than 100 years, he can't change it for a while. Repairing computers is a major survival skill."

"Um……"

Yan Jingchen pretended to nod deeply, and didn't want to tell Tong Wu that the network administrators of ordinary Internet cafes were actually more relaxed.

This computer used for teaching was kept by Yan Jingchen, and because Tong Wu didn't know much about it, Yan Jingchen lied that the computer was old and would be thrown away, so it was better to leave it to Tong Wu, a computer idiot, to practice his hands, until later Hong Sui met , and exclaimed in surprise: "Wow, senior brother is so generous, I will give you the computer I bought two weeks ago, tsk tsk..."

Tong Wu suddenly felt that he owed a big favor, if he didn't sell himself to Kunlun Internet Cafe, he would not be able to pay back...

Yan Jingchen taught Tong Wu about computer knowledge all night, and he didn't stop until dawn.

While packing things, Tong Wu recalled what Ziqing said about master and apprentice, and felt that Yan Jingchen really cared about himself as much as his apprentice, and for a moment his brain twitched, and a thoughtless sentence came out——

"Yan Jingchen, you say that we are like this now, what is the relationship?"