When it comes to relationships, time is of the essence. It doesn't matter if you get to know them too early or too late.

——Anonymous author, "Youth Daily"

Yin Minghong never quite understood this sentence before, but he gradually understood it during this time.

In Xuanzhu County, which is in the "Golden Wind" season, the sky dawns very early. When Yin Minghong finished washing, he found that Mu Qingmei was still lazy in bed, so he knocked on the door loudly: "Get up and practice!"

He called several times before a soft muttering came from inside: "...I won't practice today."

"That's not okay. You practice in the summer and in the winter. If you don't practice for a day, you will know it. If you don't practice for a week, the enemy will know it. If you don't practice for a month, everyone will know it. Get up quickly, get up!"

"Don't disturb my sleep!"

Mu Qingmei in the room made a cry like a little tiger, which was so cute and cute that people couldn't help but want to go into the room and wake her up. However, Yin Minghong frowned, and he went to the utility room to find the one he had hidden.

After lighting the firecrackers, he threw them into Mu Qingmei's room, and then used the Qinggong steps of Lingxu's fighting method, and ran out of the yard like a phantom!

The moment he left the courtyard door, a loud boom exploded in Mu Qingmei's room. The next second, a sharp light burst passed through the window, passed by Yin Minghong's ear, and scratched his earlobe!

Phaseless Warfare·Magic Spear!

Seeing the explosion of light inside, Yin Minghong quickly closed the courtyard door and ran away. At the end, he shouted: "Hurry to work after practice!"

Another burst of light appeared, hitting the pitted steel courtyard door hard.

Mu Qingmei has lived with him since he was a child, and he has always been responsible for Mu Qingmei's daily life. During the days when he went to Red Moon Fortress, Mu Qingmei lived alone, and no outsiders could participate.

In the lives of these two brothers and sisters.

Nothing else.

Because Mu Qingmei was so angry when she woke up.

At that time, medical officer Wen Hong wanted to take care of Mu Qingmei for a period of time, but in the end he obediently let her live alone. Living with Mu Qingmei, in Wen Hong's words, meant that 'either my internal combat skills will reach the peak

, or my beauty is fleeting'.

Ever since Yin Minghong returned to Xuanzhu County, he has been urging Mu Qingmei to practice diligently. During the days when he was away, although Mu Qingmei was very free every day, she just practiced casually and did not practice in the dark.

Not practicing too much in the sun, not practicing too early, is very perfunctory.

If her efficiency in practicing with all her strength is 100, then her efficiency when she is perfunctory is at most 50.

Recently, because I have to be responsible for the affairs of the newspaper office, I have more excuses not to practice, and it may have dropped to 40.

And when Yin Minghong practices with all his strength, he should only be around 10.

Therefore, even if he risks being accidentally killed by Mu Qingmei, he must let her practice well.

"There are three types of stupid birds: one does not fly, one flies first, and one lets its children fly hard."

The sentence he saw in the newspaper two days ago suddenly flashed through Yin Minghong's mind.

He smiled and admitted secretly that he was such a person, but he felt no shame in his heart.

Because Mu Qingmei represents the future, her current task is to grow up quickly and fly higher into the blue sky.

And he is a stupid bird who is still somewhat useful.

Naturally, he is responsible for the dirty work of removing bugs.

After wandering all the way, Yin Minghong came to the semi-urban area that was in need of reconstruction. At this time, the semi-urban area had entered the reconstruction stage, and many workers had turned into plasterers, but moving bricks did not require special training. These people were used to hard work.

People got started quickly.

Because of the strong commercial atmosphere and the loss of the prison of 'factory', a small market was formed unknowingly in the small city gate road from Xuanzhu County to Bancheng District, where water sellers sold food and shouted.

In other words, there were even storytellers, and the workers who had not yet moved bricks gathered around and listened intently.

Yin Minghong listened closely and found that he was talking about the story of Liu Yu's college entrance examination in "Future Echoes". It seemed that the plot of "Liu Yu" was connected and told continuously.

He was a little surprised. He thought the workers would be more interested in hearing the story of the 'Hidden Voice'. After all, it was a wonderful experience of a time traveler looking for a job in the future world, and it should be more attractive to them.

But when he listened to the whispers of the workers, he suddenly understood why the storyteller chose to talk about the "Liu Yu" fragment.

"I used to be like Liu Yu, and I was very good at studying. Many little girls came to me to ask questions. If I were to travel through time, I would definitely become that, what, yes, academic master!"

"Tch, if I were me, I would definitely be able to get admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University, get a scholarship, go to college without spending a penny, and even give some money to my family!"

"Just blow it!"

"You didn't wake up either!"

"Just dream, haven't you heard? The college entrance examination has to be competed with students from all over the country. There will be millions of candidates in the future. You two are just top-notch. How do you want to pass millions of people?

"

"We have no conditions!"

"Nonsense, do you still need to move bricks if you have the conditions?"

"Stop making noise! ​​The school beauty who looks like my sister in her previous life has come to see Liu Yu! Here comes the drama!"

"Oh oh oh oh!"

Yin Minghong listened for a while and found that the storyteller actually added to the drama.

As we all know, Mr. Shuren is an author who does not play with third-rate people, does not play with shit, writes with integrity, is pure and elegant, so although he wrote "Liu Yu", he met the little devil school girl, the arrogant school girl, and the pure girl in the future world.

There are characters such as the school belle, the gentle female teacher, etc., but the writing is very simple and there are few updates, so they are often just clicked, without giving readers any chance to fantasize.

But this kind of story naturally cannot win the rewards of the lower-level people, so the storyteller himself added some colorful plots, which made everyone excited early in the morning. Then he pretended to take a drink of water to interrupt the story, and the audience responded generously.

'Mr. Shuren has never written such a plot!'

Yin Minghong complained in his heart and left quickly, arriving at the new camp next to the patrol team.

There were many people watching in the shadowed corners nearby, and there were also many children looking curiously. Two soldiers in light blue uniforms stood at the door, and a man wearing a hood leaned against him to argue. When Yin Minghong approached, he

He took the initiative to greet him: "Second Master."

It was Rong Yao, the handyman in the white night, the overlord of the Chuan Chuan world, the man who was dragged into marriage by more than a dozen rich women every day.

"Good morning." Yin Minghong nodded towards Rong Yao: "Go in."

The two walked into the camp and saw several teams of naval sergeants practicing their tactics on the flat ground, shirtless and working hard. A young and strong officer was inspecting the training of each team. If he slacked off a little, he would come over with a kick.

, scolded sternly.

Seeing Yin Minghong come in, the officer looked happy and turned around and shouted angrily: "What are you looking at? Who dares to be lazy and look over here, I will practice thirty more laps!"

"Lao Wan, why do I always see you training the team whenever I come here?" Yin Minghong said with a smile.

"These bastards, if they don't practice for a day, they will be eaten up and wiped clean by the sea barbarians when they get back!" The officer smiled and said: "Second Master, will we have a job again? I will have people gather together right now!"

Watching the officer blow the whistle excitedly, Yin Minghong felt quite complicated.

This man's name is Wan Xisha, he has the military rank of Xie Xuan Xiao, and he is the commander of the 500-line navy sent by Lan Yan.

He is a very strange person.

Lin Haijun has been stationed in the semi-urban area for more than a week. During this week, the Silver Blood Eighty-Eight Chamber of Commerce has come up with strange tricks. They give away fine wine, fish and meat for free, and women are also given away one by one. A few days ago, Yin Minghong came over.

While walking, panting female voices would be heard from time to time around the camp.

Wan Xisha refused at first, and if each family insisted on sending food, he would use Jing Zheng's teachings to send the navy to distribute food in the slums; if each family insisted on sending gold, he would send people to the Jing family in an honest manner.

Every family insisted on sending women, so he changed hands and sent people to Jingyuan.

The Jing family did nothing and became the biggest winners.

He is like a steel soldier with no flaws, completely immune to the corruption of capitalism. However, a silver-blooded businessman is a black-blooded fly that can even bite through a seamless egg. Wan Xisha, you are awesome, you are a saint, but your five

Aren’t all the hundreds of subordinates saints?

Five Hundred Lin Haijun is indeed not a saint, and he has many offspring.

But Wan Xisha has a unique leadership charm. He is extremely strict with the sergeants, but he has the worst food and clothing expenses, and the sergeants are given priority. When they first came to the semi-urban area, the camp had not been built yet and there were not so many tents.

He picked out officers at all levels and let the lower-level sergeants move into the barracks first, while they themselves fed mosquitoes outside.

It is true that Lin Haijun couldn't hold himself back and agreed to the silver-blood merchant's solicitation. However, when he returned, Wan Xisha glared at him and suddenly all his secrets came out like diarrhea.

Even though Silver Blood would try every possible means to corrupt these five hundred people day and night, these five hundred people still practice every day, obey military orders, and are united as if someone has turned on the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow modifier to lock their loyalty.

It was only then that Yin Minghong realized why Lan Yan only sent these five hundred people.

They may not be the most powerful in Linhai, nor the most comprehensive, but they are certainly the most persistent.

Wan Xisha didn't have any talents. He was not good at training and could only blindly scold and beat him. He was also not good at strategy. If he had anything to do, he would either ask Jing Zhengwei or Yin Minghong, or let his adjutant make up his mind. He didn't even

He insisted on doing whatever Jing Zhengwei asked him to do, without even asking for a reason.

He only has two good points.

One of them is to treat all soldiers as family members.

"Gu Xiaosan!" Wan Xisha suddenly shouted, pointed at a sergeant and said: "You, go find a medical officer to treat your leg, and then stay in the camp to practice more today! You were kicked by me, and you still came up with a mission

?”

"But I also want to go out!" the young sergeant said loudly.

"Okay, I'll buy you a chicken drumstick when I come back. Go ahead and go."
To be continued...