As a person who once cut off all contact with the past, Xu Guangling hid in a turtle shell, with no elders, no teachers, no friends, and no lovers.

Nothing.

Although he couldn't bear to let his parents down and didn't die, reason allowed him to keep this last bottom line, but other than that, he actually lived no different from a dead man.

And during this period, he was able to get acquainted with Dasha and Jia Gongzi, which was a kind of fate.

It's okay to give the noodles directly to the two of them.

But this is tantamount to treating the two as beggars, which is obviously not the way to get along with friends.

That's why, before, he would ask about shares.

It doesn't matter how many shares there are, but Xu Guangling needs to know what the two of them think. In addition, for the time being, we cannot consider the matter of shares, but we should consider whether this thing should be done, whether it can be done, and how it can be done.

Fortunately, he has a brain behind him.

There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure.

There were two old men standing behind Xu Guangling, how could he let it go so easily?

Send Dasha and Jia Gongzi out to fight, set a hotel or something, the time is almost up, Xu Guangling went to Zhang's hometown.

Cooking, eating, going to class.

These are the same as ever.

At the end of the main class, when gossiping in the living room, Xu Guangling said what happened during the day.

Except for the initial encounter that was too bizarre, Xu Guangling did not need and would not hide other things from the two old men.

The two old men, especially Zhang Lao, by now, in Xu Guangling's heart, their status is basically no different from that of their parents, as for Chen Lao, they are slightly inferior, but they are only slightly inferior.

"Humble words, are you short of money?" asked after a moment of silence.

"There is no shortage. Xu Guangling shook his head.

Xu Guangling doesn't buy a house, doesn't buy a car, doesn't buy luxury goods, doesn't buy clothes, not to mention the luxury of an RV, he can wear a piece of clothing for three years, and even a mobile phone was five years ago.

Popularity or anything does not exist in Xu Guangling, whether it is in the past few years, or now and in the future.

Purely in terms of living expenses, Xu Guangling actually lived a clearer life than the Puritans. - To be honest, there really isn't much to spend.

In the past few years, he has not used a single cent of the money left by his parents, just the original New Year's money, bonuses, manuscript fees, etc., he has not spent it, and even a few days ago, after many years, he had another 10,000 yuan in his account, although it was only a drizzle.

A song use authorization letter was exchanged for 10,000 yuan.

It's very generous over there.

The implementation price is three to five thousand yuan, or even free.

Lyrics and music, famous artists such as Fang Wenshan and Gao Xiaosong are only about 50,000, 32,000 and 180,000, and very few can earn more than 100,000 yuan. ——This is also the reason why low-level music creators can only drink rice porridge and live in small grass huts with radishes based on music creation alone.

"The relationship with them is good?" asked Elder Zhang again.

Xu Guangling first nodded, then shook his head, and then said, "Teacher, if your status in my heart is one hundred points, then the two of them are about fifty points." ”

Fifty points, that's not low.

Both old men laughed.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Lao spoke:

"First, this thing can be done, after all, it is beneficial to others and to oneself, and to benefit the people and the country. ”

"Second, the formula of vermicelli can be slightly adjusted to weaken its efficacy, weakening to only slightly stronger than the efficacy of ordinary health products, one weakens the impact, and the other is also conducive to promotion in terms of price. ”

Xu Guangling nodded.

"Third, you can not only operate vermicelli, but also operate a vermicelli shop, so that the profit is much greater. ”

"Fourth, you don't want to meddle in this matter, there is no need, time is precious. ”

Xu Guangling's current progress is a real day, no matter in which aspect. Based on this situation, the old man could not tolerate his disciples and waste their time on indifferent aspects such as messy.

Even if it's a waste, then it will have to wait until after becoming a great master.

Xu Guangling still nodded.

So it was drawn up.

"Teacher, Mr. Chen, let's play the solitaire game of poetry again, I also flipped through the whole Tang poems a few days ago. ”

Mr. Xu Guangling, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Chen.

For any of these three people, reading a book means "turning it over" means to put all the contents of the book in mind.

"Okay!" Zhang Lao said happily.

"Boy, don't bully you, this time I will set the scope in the whole Tang Dynasty. Chen Lao said.

It is not clear how many ancient poems there are in China, and it is difficult to say whether there are more than one million poems, but more than 500,000 poems are certain. And Xu Guangling's current poetry reserves are less than one-tenth, and it is definitely not enough to see the two old men.

However, with the scope limit, Xu Guangling was not stunned.

Yes, next, the result of the competition is that the three of them are equal, and no one can suppress anyone.

"It's too low to be interesting. After fighting for a long time, Chen Lao shook his head, "Boy, let's play forbidden poems." ”

The so-called forbidden poems are forbidden to appear in a certain or certain words in the poem, such as a poetry meeting that sings snow, and the presiding officer's question rule is that the word "snow" is not allowed in the poem.

After explaining the forbidden poems, Mr. Chen took the lead and came up with the words "heaven, earth and landscape".

These are the words that appear more often in poetry.

For example, Li Bai's "Silent Night Thoughts", "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground." Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. "It's a foul, because there's a word "ground" in it.

Next, Zhang Lao also came up with four words, "spring, summer, autumn and winter".

In this way, Meng Haoran's song "Spring Sleep is Not Awakened" is also foul, because there is a word "spring" in it.

Xu Guangling also came up with four words, "Wind and snow".

In fact, this is the most used word in the poem, Li Bai's silent night thoughts are guilty of "moon", and Meng Haoran's spring dawn is guilty of both "wind" and "flower".

So next, the rules of the game have not changed, but all the poems, the content of the poem is not allowed to appear "heaven and earth, landscape", "spring, summer, autumn and winter", "wind, flowers, snow and moon" The twelve words.

Twelve forbidden.

In this way, it is indeed much more interesting.

And the result of the game was that Xu Guangling first KO Zhang Lao, and then KO Chen Lao.

"Boy, you're cheating!" insisted for almost half an hour, and finally succeeded the old man in defeat, Mr. Chen said quite angrily.

Xu Guangling laughed.

The meaning of cheating in Chen Lao's mouth was understood by the three people present.

That is, Xu Guangling's memory ability is obviously better than the two of them.

"Great Grandmaster, it's really a Great Grandmaster, if you don't accept it, you can't do it!" Zhang Lao sighed.

"His grandmother's, boy, you are ruthless!" Mr. Chen was very unconvinced, "Xiao Xu, wait for me for ten years, and we will fight again in the future!"

"Save it, old fellow. Mr. Zhang dismantled the old man on the side, "Ten years later, I'm afraid you won't even be able to see the shadow of your humble words, I think it's better for you to admit defeat directly." ”

"Yes!" Mr. Chen had to admit this fact.

But the old man still has a way, "Boy, come, I'll pass you another set of boxing techniques!"

The dignity of the teacher has been erected again.

Mr. Zhang watched with a smile on the side, watching the old man drink to quench his thirst.

Dapeng rose with the wind one day and soared up to 90,000 miles. This sentence is a more appropriate description of his disciple, and there is no other word that could be more appropriate.

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