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Chapter 65 Is it slang?

Of course, Yang Qingyun would not lose his grace. The key is that he saw Si Qiao's sinister intentions, wouldn't he just take a fruit? This little thing that can be done with just a simple task and raising his hand is not worth mentioning at all!

At this time, Tian Liang was also greeting Ding Zi attentively at the place beside the window!

"This fruit is good. The pineapple is transported from the south. Ding Zi, eat more!" Tian Liang said, and his eyes were actually looking at the locations of Yang Qingyun and Si Qiao as he spoke.

When Ding Zi's eyes turned to that direction, he pretended to be surprised and said, "Ding Zi, over there...what isn't that from Class 121? The one you borrowed his notes..."

Tian Liang was talking while observing Ding Zi's expression. At this moment, Yang Qingyun got up and took the fruit. Tian Liang said again: "Well? That girl seems to be from our school, she seems to be called Si Qiao, right?"

Ding Zi took a bite of the pineapple gently and said with a smile: "What do you want to express? You can express it directly!"

Tian Liang was embarrassed by Ding Zi's words, but he was unwilling to admit defeat no matter what. What does Tian Liang need to express? Isn't he confident in front of that poor student Yang Qingyun?

He immediately said, "Nothing, just a casual statement! I'm just wondering why they came to this restaurant, and the average student here is reluctant to come!"

Ding Zi said: "Aren't you treating me today? Okay, I'll get some pineapples. I'll help you with whatever you want?"

"Uh..." Tian Liang couldn't react for a moment. It would be great if he said "let me come" in this situation. It's a pity that he usually has a mama baby boy at home. He is used to eating and clothes, so how can he come to his senses at the moment.

When he saw Ding Zi walking near Yang Qingyun, he realized something was wrong. His thighs were swollen. There were not many fruits in Maixiang Village, just a few of them. Yang Qingyun grabbed a little watermelon with a clip, and Ding Zi happened to come over.

"Do you want to come some?" Yang Qingyun said.

Ding Zi stretched out the plate and Yang Qingyun picked up a few pieces for him.

Yang Qingyun said again: "Has the decent people siege Guangmingding? Can my teachings still withstand it?"

"Tsk! I can withstand it!" Ding Zi smiled and said, "But you can wait for instructions at any time!"

"Where are the instructions?"

Ding Zi pointed his hand in front, and there was a big white board there. There were four words on the graffiti white board "Six Records of Floating Life".

Ding Zi held a plate of fruit in his hand and took the plate to the destination, saying, "There are watermelons, pineapples and apples, which taste good. You can remove it after you have enough!"

Tian Liang's expression was a little gloomy. He wanted to ask what Ding Zi and Yang Qingyun said, but he couldn't see it in terms of face. The fruit was very sweet and tasted like chewing wax. He pondered for a long time, but could only find the topic, and said:

"Ding Zi, in fact, you have done better this time than last time! If you play again, I guess the person who loses! Don't be discouraged. If you work hard next week, I believe you will definitely be able to recover from your best condition!"

Ding Zi smiled and said, "Tian Liang, I hate you famous families the most. You almost jumped into studying for 24 hours a day, seven days a week, and finally took the time to breathe, but you still had to suffer a lot of damage and felt so uncomfortable!"

After Ding Zi said that, he whispered, and the target was Yang Qingyun and Si Qiao's direction. The two had a great time talking, especially Si Qiao's smile was a bit exaggerated:

"Did you see? The masters of the evil sect are indulging in their free and easy ways. They eat big pieces of meat and drink big gulps. They are drunk today and are not bound by fame and fortune..."

Tian Liang said: "They even drink? They really drink! Hey, they are lawless, the students are still drinking and smoking, this... this is completely helpless!"

Ding Zi was stunned for a moment, rolled her eyes into the sky, and Tian Liang said again: "Ding Zi, listen to me, don't get close to them again in the future. The so-called "those who are close to the red" are red and those who are close to the ink are black. If you get close to them, you will be affected!

When we went to college, we were surrounded by excellent people. Only by learning useful things from excellent people can we make ourselves more and more outstanding..."

Ding Zi swallowed the pineapple fruit in his mouth hard and said, "I'm full, you can pay for the bill when you treat me! I have to withdraw immediately, I can't wait for a minute!"

"Hey...what are you doing?"

"What else can I do?" As long as I can't learn, I will learn to death. Didn't you just say that I could learn from excellent people? Only by listening to excellent people can I become better. You can't wait. You must work hard quickly. Time is worth every inch! If you wait any longer, you will miss a wonderful life. Do you understand?"

After Ding Zi finished speaking, she turned around and ran away, and disappeared without a trace. Tian Liang was completely confused and looked around at a loss!

He had a detailed plan, and had a meal first, and then went to the Confucian Temple. His cousin was in charge of the Confucian Temple. He took Ding Zi to visit the Confucian Temple and see the Lingxing Gate, thereby stimulating the positive energy in Ding Zi's heart, and then...

Now I can’t use anything, so I ran away after a meal, and went to study in a hurry?

Tian Liang really wanted to slap himself. Why did he say those words just now? Shouldn’t he say one thing about one’s openness and one’s relaxation? Even if it’s a common thing for military affairs, it’s good to say that victory or defeat is a common thing for military affairs...

...

Yang Qingyun ate watermelon, drank beer, stared at Si Qiao with his eyes narrowed, and said, "Is it that funny? What are you laughing at?"

Si Qiao pursed her lips, and her exaggerated smile indeed restrained. She came over and said in a low voice:

"What are you talking about with Ding Zi? Is it slander! What's the thing?"

"Black words? Don't you know Guangming?"

"I know the Demon Cult's Light Top, I know!"

"Do you know Brother Niu?"

"I know, it's Zeng Aniu, a name made up by Zhang Wuji himself..."

"Do you know "Nine Yang Divine Arts" and "The Great Transfer of the Universe"?"

"I have seen the story of the Heavenly Heaven and Dragon Saber. These are two kung fu. Who doesn't know the invincible kung fu in the world? Do you think I'm stupid?"

Yang Qingyun laughed and said, "Then you know everything, how can you say we are talking slander?"

"Uh..." Si Qiao choked and couldn't answer.

After a while, Si Qiao asked again: "What are the Six Records of Fusheng? Is this in the Legend of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber? Why didn't I see it?"

"Uh..." Yang Qingyun was stunned now, and Si Qiao pointed at the graffiti whiteboard with her finger: "Just those four words over there! What are you confused about?"

Yang Qingyun smiled strangely and said, "I saw that the "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" you watched is not the original work. Can you see the essence of watching TV series?"
Chapter completed!
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