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Chapter 703 Master-student love!  (Fifth update!)

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    In the morning, Zhou Ze woke up, went downstairs, took a shower as usual, and then sat on the sofa seat by the window that he was used to.

    Yingying brought coffee and handed over the ironed newspaper.

    At this time, Xu Qinglang also came down from upstairs.

    "What do you want for breakfast?"

    "Whatever, I don't have a good appetite."

    "Then cook small wontons."

    "Um."

    Xu Qinglang turned around and entered the kitchen,

    Zhou Ze picked up the coffee,

    Take a sip,

    With a "snap",

    Lift up the newspaper, shake it,

    Crispy ears, pleasant to hear.

    Zhou Ze believes that this is one of the most beautiful voices in life.

    ? Outside are dark clouds overwhelming the city,

    But inside,

    It is still a family of Xiaoqiao Liushui.

    It's like living your own life well and caring about national affairs. Once you've finished your bragging, you still have to get up early the next day to go to the vegetable market to buy fresh and cheap vegetables.

    Yingying sat across from Zhou Ze, holding a mobile phone in her hand, as if she was watching some video.

    A very depressing and eerie tune appeared in the video, but Yingying laughed out loud while watching it.

    Zhou Ze became curious, put down the newspaper, and asked:

    "looking at what?"

    "Magic, boss, I feel that the audience below are really cooperative."

    "Magic?"

    Yingying turned the phone screen to Zhou Ze, and tapped to replay.

    In the video, there is a very familiar stage background with a slightly greasy style of painting, and when the host's voice sounds, everything is too recognizable. Later, the host's sketch became a household name.

    "This is the Spring Festival Gala, right?"

    "Spring Festival Gala?" Yingying was a little confused.

    The video continued. A man walked to the center of the stage, put two toads on the ground, and then the man stepped on the two toads wearing only socks.

    "Dear audience friends, next, our qigong master is about to perform gong. Please wait and see!"

    "Youyouyouyouyouyou"

    It's a bit like the background music of Liaozhai,

    It gives people a mysterious and mysterious feeling.

    A few hectares,

    Grandmaster took a sip of water from his mouth,

    Spray on the red brick in front of you,

    The red brick directly cracked!

    The audience below applauded enthusiastically, and the host was amazed and incredible!

    Waiting for the master to take a few steps back,

    The camera captured the two toads who were stepped on by the master before,

    The two toads can still continue to crawl around alive and well,

    The audience exclaimed again and applauded wildly!

    The following program was a bit similar to "Bone Shrinking Skill". You drilled into and out of the cage. The metal frame of the cage may be elastic, but it took a lot of force to break it open. At first, a few children wearing red scarves went up to try it out.  Can't get in.

    After the two qigong masters went in, they were very fast. They went in as soon as they collided, and came out again after colliding again.

    With the background music and the exclaiming words of the host,

    The scene was still extremely enthusiastic, with thunderous applause.

    From the perspective of modern people, this is nothing more than a very common trick, but in those days, it was able to enter the room and be crowned the title of master.

    "Boss, this magic trick is so boring, but the background music and the host's voice are really funny."

    "Well, at the beginning, magic was not called magic, it was called qigong."

    "Qigong?"

    "Yes, qigong, or it can also be called supernatural power."

    "So, boss, do the viewers in the video really treat them as masters? And the kind of great masters?"

    "um, yes."

    "People were so stupid back then."

    Even Yingying from the Qing Dynasty didn't believe in this stuff.

    "The people who believe are only a small part." Zhou Ze said.

    "What about the majority?"

    "Pretending to be blind there."

    "It's breakfast, what are we talking about?" Xu Qinglang came out of the kitchen.

    Wontons are wrapped before, mix the soup base and put the small wontons in, it will be ready soon.??Small look.

    For young people or children in many places, snow is a very interesting thing, but "sleet" is a very distressing term.

    It not only gives you hope and fantasy about snow, but it can often extinguish your idea of ??building a snowman.

    "It's not our turn yet? Or, is he leaving some of our key hate targets alone, and wants to play some perverted things?"

    Xu Qinglang didn't answer, walked to the door of the bookstore silently, and stood there.

    Zhou Ze shrugged,

    In fact, one thing he doesn't know is that,

    If it is not because of old-fashioned reasons,

    Leading to the hearing of hell to cut off the process,

    Maybe the current Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang have already been "blinded".

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    A tricycle,

    was slowly pushed over from the opposite side of the road,

    There are many picture scrolls on the tricycle,

    The driver is an old man,

    He didn't get too close to the bookstore, and stopped under the street lamp by the side of the road.

    Xu Qinglang's eyes fixed on him.

    The coachman bent down,

    He took off his black peaked cap,

    The hairstyle of the regional support center was revealed,

    A slight pause,

    As if deliberately brewing emotions,

    The expression on his face gradually changed from indifference just now to warmth,

    With excitement,

    with joy,

    With kindness,

    It was as stiff as pulling the skin off his face,

    And re-pasted a new one with glue.

    Then open your arms,

    The toes are raised slightly,

    "Ah, ah, oh, oh, uh"

    This is trying wheat.

    The wheat trial is over,

    The old man's expression was vivid, and he opened his arms emotionally and called out affectionately to Xu Qinglang who was standing at the door:

    "Disciple,

    Master misses you to death!  "

    This scene,

    Reminds Zhou Ze of the host in the video he watched before. The first sentence he says every Spring Festival Gala is: Dear viewers and friends, I miss you to death!

    Whether Xu Qinglang was excited or not, Zhou Ze didn't know,

    Did Xu Qinglang have tears in his eyes? Zhou Ze stood behind him, but he couldn't see it either.

    But what Zhou Ze can see is that,

    Xu Qinglang took the initiative to walk towards the old man,

    The pace is fast,

    It can be seen that Lao Xu can't wait.

    The smile on the old man's face became brighter, like the blooming of a hawthorn flower.

    Xu Qinglang fell into the arms of the old man,

    There is no "beep",

    Master, I miss you so much, I beat your chest with fists,

    Lao Xu's way of expressing his feelings is more simple and rude,

    He drew out the copper coin sword,

    directly stabbed into the chest of his master,

    Then,

    Pull it out,

    Poke it in again,

    Pull it out,

    Poke it in again,

    The cycle repeats,

    Sincere feelings,

    Intense action,

    The master-student relationship is deep, but that's all.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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