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Volume 4 The Crest of the Wolf Chapter 117 The End of the Year (1)

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    Gu Jue is neither a Taoist priest nor a magician. He is just a young man who is lost, lamented, and confused like most 17- or 18-year-old boys. But like him, he has rarely disappointed anyone.

    Zhang Bao looked like a panda when he came back with Gu Jue. Although he didn¡¯t know what method Gu Jue used to make Zhang Bao, who was extremely fiery, have two big dark circles under his eyes, but it was definitely not a gentle method.

    After half a day of training, Mo Jian also got rid of the feeling of exhaustion that penetrated into his bone marrow. Although he still had bouts of unbearable soreness from time to time, he was able to move freely.

    As for Tong Qing¡¯s doubts, Mo Jian¡¯s explanation was very simple. After all, they and Tong Qing already had a grudge that could not be resolved and turned into chaos.

    Maybe this is good for everyone, after all, some things should be settled. Although Mo Jian lost, Tong Qing did not go too far, at least compared to what they did to Tong Qing before.

    Time flies by, and it¡¯s the end of the year in a blink of an eye. As the weather gets colder and colder, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival is getting closer and closer. However, Li Tianying and the others do not have the slightest bit of joy before liberation. On the contrary, the closer they get to the Spring Festival, their  His expression became increasingly tangled.

    What exactly happened can make students who are usually overwhelmed by schoolwork worry about holidays. The reason is very simple.

    Because of a dream, the dream Frogboy once had is now also the test they are about to face.

    Z Capital Drama Academy, there is a lot to say about this academy, and the more Li Tianying and the others learned about it, the less sure they felt, because some things can only be discovered after a deep understanding of them.  difficulty.

    However, the strange thing is that Mo Jian doesn't seem to be too worried. At least he seems very cheerful these days. Could it be said that he has some certainty?

    Of course, these are just the curiosities of Li Tianying and others, but whether this is the case or not, the only one who knows the answer is Mo Jian himself.

    Whether he is as happy as he appears, of course, this is all just an act.

    There is no reason for him to be happy, and there is no reason to be carefree. If he had to use one word to describe him now, it would be confused.

    At noon, Mo Jian did not eat with Li Tianying and others, but went to the noodle shop he often went to alone.

    "Shadiness is undoubtedly the theme here, darkness is undoubtedly the main color here, and deathly silence is undoubtedly the main theme here.

    And when Mo Jian randomly picked a table and sat down next to the wall, even the damaged wall felt a bit of a chill as if joking.

    The guy is still the same guy with a coffin face that looks half ghost and half human.

    And just when Mo Jian ordered a bowl of green vegetables and mushroom noodles, a huge black shadow appeared on the table in front of him.

    Of course, if there is a shadow, it cannot be a ghost, but who else would be willing to come to such a shabby noodle shop that no ghost would like to come to, besides him?

    "Waiting for someone."

    When a sound as thick as stone came from behind Mo Jian, a faint smile couldn't help but appear on Mo Jian's handsome face.

    "Ah, I'm sure you'll come."

    Mo Jian did not look back, but at the same time as he finished speaking, Ye Zi's tall figure appeared in his eyes and sat down opposite him calmly.

    "Then have you figured out why I'm here?"

    Mo Jian smiled helplessly and said, "Of course it's noodles."

    A smile suddenly appeared in Ye Zi¡¯s stern eyes, ¡°What face?¡±

    When Mo Jian heard this, he immediately turned around and said loudly as if he was afraid that the half-dead waiter wouldn't hear him: "Brother, please add another bowl of vegetables and mushroom noodles."

    Ye Zi said expressionlessly: "Why vegetables, mushrooms?"

    Mo Jian smiled in embarrassment and said, "Because I pay the bill."

    After hearing this, Ye Zi could not help but have a brighter smile flash in his eyes, but after just a snap of his fingers, he looked at Mo Jian expressionlessly again.

    "You look good."

    "It's indeed good." Mo Jian smiled lightly and said, "At least I haven't let myself regret it during this time."

    This is a very strange sentence. No one likes to regret it, but at this moment, Mo Jian felt helpless in many ways.

    "Is it."

    Ye Zi looked at Mo Jian expressionlessly, but his solemn gaze was as sharp as if he could see through everything. However, Mo Jian didn't seem to care about those sharp eyes like knives, and he smiled faintly.

    "In fact, I have been thinking that if we could renovate this place and replace the coffin-faced shop assistant, the business here would definitely not be so deserted.  "

    Mo Jian¡¯s skill in changing the subject was not very good, but the strange thing was that Ye Zi did not expose it. Instead, he sighed uncharacteristically and said: "This is an unfair world."

    "Oh?" Mo Jian couldn't help showing a look of surprise after hearing this. He never imagined what would make the usually ruthless Ye Zi suddenly sigh.

    "What are you referring to?" In the end, Mo Jian couldn't help but asked curiously.

    "every aspect."

    "Every aspect?" Mo Jian couldn't help but think about it while he was pondering. After a while, he seemed to have figured something out and looked up at Ye Zi with his pupils tightened.

    "Everything is not rewarded without effort." Ye Zi still looked at Mo Jian without any expression, and continued: "Some things have no reward at all, and no matter how painful the price you pay, all you can get in exchange is regret and  despair."

    "Stop talking!"

    The wooden table, which was not very strong to begin with, groaned as it trembled violently, and even the lifeless shop assistant looked at Mo Jian with a surprised look on his face as he suddenly slapped the table and stood up.

    Even Mo Jian himself seemed unable to believe what he had just done, the hysterical roar and the anger that swallowed his senses. What was going on? Perhaps the only one who knew the answer was Ye Zi, who seemed to be able to understand everything.

    "I¡­¡­"

    "Sit down." Ye Zi was not angry or surprised, he was still as calm as a mountain of still water.

    After Mo Jian sat down silently, silence ensued. No one spoke. The empty and dark noodle shop was filled with only a dead silence that was quieter and more unbearable than before.

    The meal was brought to them after just a short while, and the shop assistant glanced at Mo Jian intentionally or unintentionally before leaving.

    The portion of the noodles is very generous, and although the taste is not too good, it is not hard to swallow. However, for some reason, Mo Jian, who usually eats a lot and very quickly, is eating noodles at an abnormal speed now.  Slowly, even when Ye Zi drank every drop of the noodle soup, there was still so much noodles in his bowl that he seemed to have never touched his chopsticks.

    "You are a smart child." As Ye Zi said this, he slowly stood up, and Mo Jian couldn't help but stop holding his chopsticks.

    "I believe you will think it through, I'm waiting for you."

    Ye Zi left, leaving only this unclear sentence, but Mo Jian seemed to know the meaning of this sentence, and a strong look of pain rose in his deep eyes.
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