The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

"What? You decided to stay?"

Tang Yun, who was cooking, looked at her daughter with surprise.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"How can we still have a holiday? I have signed the contract... Sigh! Thinking about it now, I am a bit impulsive..."

"It's good to be impulsive! How can young people not be impulsive!" Tang Yun couldn't be happier.

I really didn't expect that despite all my hard work, I couldn't keep my daughter. I just visited her company for a long time and she changed my mind.

What is the charm of this company?

No matter what, she felt that her role as "commercial espionage" this time was really worth it!

"Don't you always say that you have more development prospects abroad? Why did you suddenly change your mind? Do you really not regret it?"

Tang Xiaoqi spread her hands.

“It’s not that I look down on domestic companies, but for now, the domestic software industry basically relies on foreign open source code to survive. This is a fact.

Although those big companies boasted a lot, they actually had no self-awareness at all. The reason why they were able to live a prosperous life was simply because the Internet inside and outside was cut off and there was no competition.

Instead of joining a company like Baidu to engage in food delivery, it is better to give yourself a higher starting point.

Artificial intelligence is the future of mankind!

But today I learned that in addition to those BATs, there are still companies that are serious about making software. "

"Is it Bai Yeji?" Tang Yun smiled.

"Well! Behind this company, there is definitely a powerful, ambitious, and interesting boss!"

Tang Xiaoqi thought about those weird questions in the "psychological test" and couldn't help but look forward to her next career.

"Oh? Then you have to fawn over me from now on." Tang Yun smiled mysteriously.

"Flattering you? Why?" Tang Xiaoqi was a little confused.

"Haha! Because isn't your boss my boss? Maybe I will have a say in your KPIs in the future..."

"Ah?" Tang Xiaoqi was stunned, and then quickly reacted.

"You mean...this Bai Yeji..."

"That's right, the senior director of our Evergreen Biotech is the controlling shareholder of Baiyeji, haha!"

"No way? Then if I want to get a promotion and a salary increase, don't I have to rely on you, mom, to put in some kind words?" Tang Xiaoqi had an exaggerated expression on her face.

"Mom, you are not the leader at home, but you want to be my leader in the company?"

"Then have you ever seen a leader who has three meals a day, does laundry and cooking, and takes care of you comfortably?"

Tang Yun couldn't help but smile and shook the spatula in her hand.

"Yeah! That's right. I finally feel a little more balanced. So, why don't we add two more dishes today?" Tang Xiaoqi said with a smile.

"Okay! I'm happy today. Mom will cook two more dishes! And open a bottle of red wine! By the way, call Xiao Wan and call her over."

"ah?"

"Ah what? Professor Zheng entrusted his son to me, I can't just let him go, right?"

"I think you are stubborn! If I don't fight, you will fight yourself." Tang Xiaoqi rolled her eyes at Tang Yun.

"Look, my hands are all oily. How can I fight? If you don't fight, do you still want the company bonus in the future?"

"You...you are pretending to be a public person for personal gain!"

"I know you won't hurry up and fight." Tang Yun smiled and continued working.

Tang Xiaoqi pouted, but still picked up the phone...

…

Boxing gym, Liangshanbo.

"Bang! Bang bang!"

On the boxing ring, Xiang Wenlong from Shaolin was fighting back and forth with another master who could make a tiger and a crane.

In the rest area under the stage, there were two guys with bruised noses and swollen faces sitting, and they looked strange to them.

"What's going on?" Meng Lang asked with a strange look on his face.

"Oh! A lot of people have come to challenge me in the past few days. Brother Meng, don't you think it's troublesome? Let's screen out the masters first and then select them.

No, Brother Biao asked me to arrange an arena match. "

Asing said, he proudly pulled over an instruction board next to him and pointed to the challenge route map on it.

"No! We must first pass five levels and defeat the five thugs sent by our boxing gym, then kill six generals and defeat six challengers who have passed the first five levels, and finally invite our gymnast warriors...

In short, we are going to defeat the invincible opponents in Liangshanbo, and then ask Master Yan to take action!

Originally, this arena was my finale, but that Xiang Wenlong suddenly came over a few days ago, demanding to see you.

We thought the other party was determined to find trouble, so of course we refused.

As a result, this guy didn't give up and came here to wait for you every day.

Later, when he saw the arena match we were holding, he didn't know what the reason was, so he said he would go up and test the challengers for us. "

Asing said, scratching his head in embarrassment.

"In terms of skill, I was really no match for him. I had another fight with him and lost, so I had to give him the opportunity to fight on stage.

This guy didn't know what kind of stimulation he got, he kept talking about 'getting back his confidence' and so on. Basically all the challengers who came over in the past few days were beaten by him. "

"Well……"

Meng Lang touched his nose awkwardly.

That move of mine seems to come with a mental attack, so I think I’d better use it with caution in the future...

"Well, I'm actually more curious than this, why is he here..."

Meng Lang pointed to the young man in the practice area in the distance, who was sweating profusely while doing horse steps, and focused on playing sandbags.

Axing glanced over there.

"Oh! Are you talking about Zheng Wan? After visiting the boxing gym that day, he had already left, but then he came back for some reason, saying that he wanted to learn boxing from us.

Originally we did not accept students from outside, but this is the friend you brought here, Brother Meng, so I taught him some basic skills.

Not to mention, this little brother looks like Wenwen is weak, but he is willing to endure hardships.

Recently, I have been working every day, doing whatever I was asked to do, without saying a word about hardship, and I feel like I have the energy to go all out during practice! "

Meng Lang was stunned.

Why is this kid Zheng Wan so crazy? You said you are a second-generation student, why do you suddenly want to change jobs and learn martial arts?

Yan Weiwei, who came with him, glanced at Zheng Wan who was practicing boxing and said doubtfully.

"your friend?"

"Well... I guess, it's quite fate, haha!" Meng Lang smiled.

Yan Weiwei glanced at it and then turned her attention to the two figures who were sparring on the ring...

"Is that guy on the stage a grappling master from Shaolin?"

She looked at Xiang Wenlong, who had pinpointed the flaw and pinched his opponent's throat with one claw, with a flash of eagerness in his eyes.

A week passed, and Meng Lang came here for a medical visit today.

Master Yan, who had returned to full health, naturally came to fight.

At this time in the arena, the winner has been decided!

"Concession!" Xiang Wenlong exhaled, and proudly raised his hands to the frustrated opponent in front of him.

Dozens of consecutive victories finally allowed him to slowly regain his former confidence.

There was no way, even Xiang Wenlong, a Shaolin master disciple who always believed that his martial arts heart was rock-solid, was psychologically kicked out of the shadows when faced with that unavoidable kick that was close to Taoism.

He has been practicing martial arts in seclusion for more than 20 years and is the chief martial monk of Bodhidharma Academy. That’s it?

He can't even catch someone's kick, and he boasts that "if heaven had not given birth to Xiang Wenlong, my martial arts would be as long as the night"...

For several days after the failure, he fell completely into deep self-denial.

Is there an inevitable connection between me and martial arts?

Is there an end to martial arts? Is there any level of martial arts? Did I choose martial arts, or did martial arts choose me?

He even doubted whether it was really meaningful for him to learn martial arts?

Each of these frustrating confusions in life were finally cleared away with victory after victory.

After being broken and then standing again, he only felt that after this battle, his martial arts heart became more tenacious...

He originally thought so until... he caught a glimpse of the young man in the audience who was smiling and waving to him...

My heart trembled, and I almost wanted to make an indecent protective gesture.

Then he realized that he was now more than ten meters away from him...

With a dry cough, he jumped down from the ring in embarrassment and walked up to Meng Lang. Xiang Wenlong still had the previous arrogance on his face.

He raised his hands to Meng Langgong with a complicated look on his face.

"Master Meng, we finally meet again."

In line with the courtesy of Corporal Xian, the master in front of him may be the thug in the future, Meng Lang also smiled politely and handed over.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but Master Xiang is still as charming as ever!"

Xiang Wenlong twitched the corners of his lips, his style still the same? I almost lost my glory...

I thought that I was already a rare master among the young generation in the world, but I didn’t expect that the young man in front of me actually allowed me to be knocked down with one move without even noticing the difference...

The disparity in strength is too great!

Even if the leader of our Damo Academy comes over...

Uh... forget it, you're such an old person, it's better not to come here and suffer that...

"Master Meng is ridiculous. I used to look down on people in the world, but now, I don't know what it means that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world!" Xiang Wenlong sighed.

"Master Xiang is too humble. By the way, I heard that you want to see me. What's the matter?"

Meng Lang couldn't believe that after receiving such a "blow", in just a few days, someone could heal the scar and forget the pain, and dare to say the word "challenge" to himself.

Xiang Wenlong raised his hand again and said solemnly.

"Actually, I just want to know, how did I lose?

Why is our gap so big? What state are you in? "

If he doesn't understand this, he really has no shame in returning to Shaolin.

After all, what should he tell his master and other brothers after he went back?

Say that I met the hero of Guanzhong, and then someone kicked me so hard that I doubted my life?

It's not scary to lose. What's scary is that you don't know how you lost.

"Uh...well..."

Meng Lang felt that it was a bit troublesome to explain the difference in realm between the two sides, so he pointed at Yan Weiwei.

"If you want to know, fight her."

Xiang Wenlong looked at Yan Weiwei in confusion, and saw that she was a long-legged beauty, with a slightly unnatural look on his face.

"Who is this……"

"I'm his master!" Yan Weiwei took advantage of Meng Lang honestly and politely.

Meng Lang rolled his eyes, but he didn't refute on the spot.

"Huh?" When Xiang Wenlong heard that he was Meng Lang's master, his expression suddenly changed and he took a big step back in fright.

Is there any mistake? The apprentice has not fought yet, and now there is a master?

I've already lost this fight, shouldn't I call my disciples who are about the same level to compete with me?

Why don't you just follow the routine?

The younger one has already been beaten, and the older one wants to beat him again?

Are you determined to make me "purify my six roots"?

Our relationship is just a normal discussion, there is no big hatred, right?

Meng Lang felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Xiang Wenlong's aggrieved eyes, and he coughed dryly.

"Ahem! Don't get me wrong, this person is definitely following the formal path of martial arts."

Ah! You also know that the path you are taking is not formal?

Xiang Wenlong complained in his heart and looked at Yan Weiwei again, but still shook his head.

"Well...I never fight with women!"

"Huh?" Yan Weiwei suddenly became unhappy.

"What do you mean? Look down on women?"

"No, no, no, I just... have never fought with a woman..." Seeing that Yan Weiwei was about to get angry, Xiang Wenlong quickly explained.

Hearing this, everyone present stared at Xiang Wenlong with strange eyes.

I have never fought with a woman...

Yes, I forgot that this guy came from a temple without women. I am afraid that even female donors are rare animals...

No wonder the other party didn't dare to look at Yan Weiwei seriously.

Could it be that this slender muscular man with a Long Aotian expression... is actually still an innocent boy at heart, the kind who can blush when he sees a girl?

What a cute contrast! This is...

"Hmph! Then it's not up to you!"

Yan Weiwei didn't care if you had any social barriers to the opposite sex, she just kicked Xiang Wenlong in the face!

Not taking action? Then I'll force you to take action!

Where can I find the experience gift pack?

Xiang Wenlong was startled and barely used his right arm to block...

"Bang!" The next moment, he felt a strange force extending up his arm, making his whole arm numb.

"Tap tap tap!" He took three steps back and looked at Yan Weiwei in shock.

"Master of dark strength!"

Yan Weiwei raised her chin, "Huh! I just gave you a lesson. If you don't take it seriously, you might have to go out sideways in a while..."

As soon as he finished speaking, another leg swept forward!

"Bang! Bang bang bang!"

Meng Lang grinned as he looked at the two people in front of him who were fighting from the bottom of the stage to the stage.

"Well... although the start is a bit unexpected, the Liangshanbo copy, which is used to gain experience and recruit talents, is officially on the right track..."

"Master Meng! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we're late!"

At this moment, a breathless voice suddenly came from behind.

Meng Lang and Ah Xing turned around and were stunned.

Blue helmet, blue jacket, and the team emblem "Are you hungry" printed on the back and chest...

A few days ago, Master Li Lei, who was still big and round and majestic, was now wearing a very popular meal delivery suit and helped Master Li into the boxing gym.

Meng Lang's sharp eyes saw a small blue electric donkey parked outside the boxing gym...

"Uh...Master Li, what are you..."

"Haha! Master Meng is just kidding. Isn't he too busy to find a part-time job..." Li Lei scratched his head in embarrassment.

Ah this...

Meng Lang twitched the corners of his mouth.

Good guy, am I a little too cruel?

Is it okay to force someone who is a master of Bajiquan to become a food delivery boy?

"Ding! You have a new order for Are You Hungry? Please do it as soon as possible..."

Everyone: "..."