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impossible!
It is absolutely impossible.
"Oh, then I won't ask for leave for you and take you out to play. I've booked a flight for the weekend. I was planning to take you to go grass skiing, horse riding, camping and barbecue..." Su Ming didn't care at all, and his voice was still gentle as usual, as if he had no temper.
He followed the data cable to find a mobile phone that had fallen under the bed. He unlocked it skillfully and opened the bank account to check the balance. After taking a look, he took out his own mobile phone.
Take a photo and send it.
Recipient: Tang Muching.
In just two minutes, the three-digit balance skyrocketed. It was obvious that a certain boss could no longer tolerate the other party's price-cutting and urgently needed a crow as a helper.
Su Ming threw down his phone and looked at the young man who quietly got up from the bed, quickly dressed, changed clothes and washed up.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Cheng Che rubbed his cheek, put on a T-shirt and shorts and ran to the bathroom. "But I don't have any pocket money. My mom doesn't remember and my dad isn't home. I'm too lazy to ask my brothers and sisters for it."
Su Ming smiled, opened the door of the cloakroom, took out a small bag, rolled up his phone, wallet and data cable and stuffed it in, and picked up the suitcase that he had prepared for travel all year round, "Then ask your grandparents for it."
"No, they will definitely give it to me, but they will definitely call my parents to question me, and then it will be my turn to be questioned." Cheng Che bit his toothbrush and poked his head out, saying vaguely: "How many days will we go out to play this time?"
"If we can negotiate, we can have fun for half a month. If we can't, we can just go home. I don't have the money to take you out to play." Su Ming couldn't help but sigh. He sat on the chair with his chin propped up and looked at Cheng Che. "Cheche, do you know what your unworthy brother and sister did? The two of them teamed up to bully me and your brother Tang. The combined profit of the two of us may not even be a penny..."
Su Ming leaned back in his chair and continued to transfer money to a familiar bank card. He sighed softly, "I even suspect that they want to take your custody..."
If the pressure continues, Su Ming won't be able to give pocket money to his children, and he himself will have to run under the overpass to sell couplets.
"Oh, I've been in a cold war with them these past few days. Maybe I just want to force you to come to me and find a way out." Cheng Che paused, bent down to wash his face, wiped off a handful of water droplets, walked out of the door, took out a coat and put it on, put on his glasses and looked at Su Ming with a calm tone, "Brother Su, did you know this too, so you just took advantage of the situation and came to me to give them a way out?"
Su Ming paused and nodded, "Yeah, but why are you guys in a cold war?"
"He got drunk and vomited all over me. I threw him into the trash can and he wanted to beat me up!" Cheng Che's voice was calm, but with anger that was hard to conceal. "Yishen, do you know how long I took to take a shower?"
What a huge harm this is to a little crow that suffers from intermittent attacks of mysophobia!
He used up three bottles of shower gel and was caught red-handed when he went upstairs to steal his sister's toiletries. Although he got some effective toiletries, he also got a brain injury!
Su Ming: ...
"And then?" Su Ming couldn't help but frown and said hesitantly, "That's it?"
"Isn't that enough?" Cheng Che was incredulous, pointing to something on the small desk beside him, "When he beat me up, he crushed my Thunder God, causing me to pray for a poor grandfather."
Su Ming: ...
That is indeed enough.
Su Ming patted Cheng Che's shoulder and went downstairs with the suitcase, "Okay, let's go over and give him a step, then turn around and run away from home with the money we earned, and then put the step back."
Cheng Che nodded and followed Su Ming lazily. When passing by the kitchen, he picked up the snacks on the table as breakfast.
He thought for a moment, took three snacks, and muttered, "I won't give them any."
Su Ming paused as he was about to leave, and turned to look at Cheng Che with an indescribable expression, "Brother, are you holding a grudge too much?"
"Holding a grudge?" Cheng Che pushed open the door and walked out with breakfast in his arms. He looked around and found a familiar car and climbed into the passenger seat with a calm face. "Shouldn't it be right for a small loser like me who was defaulted to giving up the management rights of the company to hold a grudge?"
Su Ming put down his suitcase and sat back in the driver's seat to fasten his seat belt when he heard these words.
He turned his head to look at Cheng Che, and after a moment of silence, he spoke, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy as a mascot?"
When the elder siblings are too outstanding and older, the younger brother will tend to be particularly favored. However, this kind of favor is not a good thing in a family with a little wealth, as the younger brother will always be automatically classified as a mascot.
The life of a little waste seems good, but the premise is that this little waste is really a waste.
"I'm happy." Cheng Che leaned against the seat, holding his phone, his head resting on the car window, and said calmly, "But this is not a reason for him to vomit all over me, nor is it a reason for her to be stingy and refuse to share her shower gel with me."
He, Cheng Che, holds a grudge!
Chapter 313 Listen to me first.
"Are you sure?"
Blade held the long sword in his hand and stared at the young man who appeared in front of him inexplicably, his eyes full of confusion, "How about you repeat it again?"
"Teach me what Jingliu taught you. I want to learn quickly." Cheng Che said the shocking words calmly. He patted his chest and said, "Don't worry."
Ren pursed his lips and looked Cheng Che up and down for a moment before turning around.
He turned his back to Cheng Che, took out his cell phone and clumsily sent a message to Kafka.
Not sure, what if he was stabbed to death?
[Blade: Cheng Che asked me to stab him a thousand times to teach him swordsmanship. What do you think? ]
But in a moment, the message was replied.
[Kafka: If he wants to learn, then teach him. There are several star gods watching him anyway, so he won't die.]
After seeing this message, Ren fell into silence.
Yes.
Although Cheng Che refused Fengrao's blessing, it did not prevent Fengrao from falling in love with this crow and wanting to give himself to her.
Even if Fengrao is sober and doesn't fall for Cheng Che, there is still Huanyue. Huanyue will not let Cheng Che die. Even if Fengrao doesn't save him, Huanyue will save him.
Ren felt relieved, turned around and looked at Cheng Che with a strange look, "Do you know a way to quickly learn swordsmanship?"
"I know." Cheng Che nodded and waved the brand new sword in his hand. "No matter what it is, if you want to learn it quickly, you will have to suffer some physical pain."
和学习没有两样，学习想要速成的办法就是把成绩单交给长辈，从而获得一顿爱的胖揍，揍完之后效率嘎嘎高。
Hearing this, Blade nodded.
There was not a single soldier in the Yunqi Parade Ground, only a small pavilion at the edge. A white-haired man and a white-haired woman were sitting quietly on both sides of a small table. The young man next to them was kneeling on the ground respectfully, reaching out to add tea and pour wine.
"Besides the sword, don't you want to learn how to use a knife?" For some reason, Blade suddenly thought of something that would be cursed.
He raised his chin in the direction of Jing Yuan and said in a hoarse voice: "Although Jing Yuan is famous for his wisdom and not for his martial arts, his fighting ability is not bad."
Just because he is not outstanding among the generals in charge of the fairy boat does not mean that he has no strength at all and is powerless.
"I know, but I cram for each subject before the exam." Cheng Che glanced at Jing Yuan, then looked at the long sword in his hand, "I have already learned it with Yan Qing, and now I will learn it with you, and then go to Jingliu to learn. This sword technique can barely be considered as passing. Then I will learn the sword, Jing Yuan's formation sword, Sambo's double-edged scimitar, and then the spear and firearms. I also plan to learn the word spirit technique with Kafka."
arranged.
The schedule is posted on the head of the bed!
He learned it from beginning to end, then he slept more and dreamed more about star gods. From then on, he was a little crow carrying a trash can with various weapons in it. Before exploring, he would roll the dice to decide his destiny and weapons to use this time.
The main character wants everything but refuses to take sides.
Hearing this, Ren's eyelids twitched.
He glanced at the brand new sword in Cheng Che's hand, sighed slightly, and then nodded, "Come on."
They always say Cheng Che is weak and fragile, but that's only compared to abnormal people like them. His physical fitness is pretty good, and his skills...
Ren Moyan recalled the scene where he climbed through the bathroom window to assassinate Cheng Che, and sighed in his heart.
His skills are pretty good, but he lacks experience in fighting.
……
The swords collided with each other with a crisp sound. The light blond boy sat on the edge of the steps with his hands on his chin, his eyes staring intently at the two people fighting in the training ground.
Behind him, the white-haired man leaned against the pillow with one arm resting on his raised leg.
He squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, then smiled and turned to look at the woman sitting quietly beside him, "Teacher, what do you think of his talent?"
Hearing this, Jing Liu was slightly startled.
Although the black veil covered her eyes, it did not prevent her from seeing clearly the two people who were fighting.
It seems that I have never had a student who is particularly talented in swordsmanship, but that's okay, swordsmanship should not be kept to oneself.
"Not bad." Jing Liu was silent for a long time, finally nodded slightly, and said softly: "His talent is not great, but at least he is serious."
But compared to Yanqing, it is still not enough, either in terms of talent or hard work.
Jing Yuan couldn't help but chuckle, propping up his chin and speaking lazily, "This evaluation is higher than mine..."
Maybe it was because Cheng Che had mentioned learning some tricks of acting like a spoiled child, Jing Yuanyuan felt a little jealous at the moment.
Jingliu glanced at Jingyuan and remained silent. It was unclear whether he was unable to detect the sensitive mind of his student or he was simply too lazy to detect the sensitive mind of this centuries-old man.
Suddenly, the cell phone in Yanqing's arms vibrated slightly.
The boy lowered his head and took out his cell phone, carefully reading every word, then stood up and walked quickly out of the training ground.
There are countless wanted criminals in the parade grounds today. The general has already said that no one is allowed to enter, so...
Soldiers on official business were unable to enter.
Yan Qing ran out and took two huge sacks, dragged the sacks back and piled them next to Jing Yuan, then sat back with his hands on his chin, concentrating on the battle, without even thinking about helping his teacher share a little bit of the pressure.
Jing Yuan sighed heavily and looked over the figures in the training ground.
Who will be arrested this time?
The battle between Ren and Cheng Che was quite intense, of course this was when Ren's demonic body was still under control.
After a while, Jing Yuan silently turned his head and cast an expectant look at Jing Liu who was sitting next to him.
The white-haired woman looked straight ahead, as if she really regarded herself as a blind person.
"Teacher." Jing Yuan stretched out his fingers to grab Jing Liu's clothes and shook them, his eyes full of smiles, "Everyone who sees it will have a share."
Yes, when Jingliu goes to fight Cheng Che later, he will grab the blade and help him handle official business.
All finished...
Doesn’t Cheng Che want to learn how to use a sword?
It happened that he went to teach swordsmanship, so he asked Jingliu and Ren to squat here and work.
They are all members of the Yunshang Five Heroes. Although they go their separate ways, it shouldn't prevent them from sharing some of the work that originally belonged to them, right?
But Dan Heng...
Forget it. Although Danheng seems a little autistic and doesn't like to talk much, you just need to leave the official business to Cheng Che, and Cheng Che will go to find Danheng to look at it together.
"I am a prisoner of Xianzhou." Jingliu emphasized again, his usually cold tone carrying a hint of helplessness.
She, Jingliu, has become a criminal and still has to deal with these things?