Chapter Eighty-Seven: My Image Is Ruined...

Listening to Wei Tianfeng's somewhat helpless tone, Wei Xing became even more depressed, it was obviously a confrontation of force, how could it have turned into a competition of luck?

Although Wei Xing said confidently, Wei Tianfeng and Shen Yuxu glanced at each other, and then chuckled, Wei Tianfeng looked at Wei Xing, who was still high-spirited, and a more satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he still persuaded him: "Okay, sometimes, strength is not only about cultivation cheats and the like, but also includes these powers, so your confidence makes me very satisfied, but you can't be blind, just do your best, you don't have to achieve it, after all, many things are unexpected and not expected." Although every pair of parents is expected to have a son Jackie Chan's heart, in Wei Tianfeng's opinion, his son does not need to be the best, but he must do it, dare to do it, even if he can't succeed, what if he can't succeed?

"Well, father, I understand, if I can't do anything, I should give up. Wei Xing replied with a smile, but what Wei Xing was thinking in his heart was only known to him, and outsiders naturally couldn't know.

"That's good. Wei Tianfeng nodded, turned around, and wanted to say something to Shen Yuxu, but suddenly turned around and said to Wei Xing: "Okay, I know you want to fight for me and the Wei family's face, but you don't have to practice too hard. In the future, you can't practice all day long, and you can only be on the way if you relax to a certain extent. The tone was reassuring and stern, but there was a certain brilliance in his eyes that remained the same.

Wei Xing's eyes were slightly stunned, and he blurted out a little: "Father, how could you..."

"How could I know that you don't rest at night and stay up all night cultivating?" Wei Tianfeng continued Wei Xing's words, and then said in a more cheerful tone: "How could I not care about my own son's life? ”

"Hahahaha, Brother Tianfeng can't say much like this, wait a minute, maybe what Xing'er thinks in his heart?!" Shen Yu smiled falsely, the corners of his mouth outlined a charming arc, looking very approachable.

"Also, this kid has ten thousand thoughts in his heart, and he is probably already wondering if it is my own birth?!" After saying that, he glared at Wei Xing.

"Just say it, what's the matter with me?" Wei Xing whispered innocently.

Wei Zixin on the side had already held back his laughter, but in the end he maintained his beautiful cards and held back.

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"In the first game, Shen Yusheng!" Seeing the referee's gesture, the fat commentator made a deep voice, officially announcing Shen Yu's victory, and the audience once again erupted in cheers, and there was a sharp whistle from the man's mouth, but soon, he was grabbed by the ears of the girls next to him and cleaned up, causing the surrounding audience to laugh teasingly.

And Shen Yu on the stage was relieved at this time, and his chest was also rising and falling fiercely, thinking that the tension he had just suppressed attacked his heart again, and he said to himself in a voice that no one heard: "Shen Yu, your cultivation is still useful, at least, you can win a point of face for the Shen family, well, you are useful!" Shen Yu, who was secretly cheering, once again calmed down the violent heartbeat, waiting for the arrival of the next opponent of the Yu family.

"In the second game, the Yu family sent Yu Xiaobao to fight, and Shen Yu did not give up the right to fight, so the second game was because Xiaobao fought against Shen Yu. The chubby narrator still said in his thick bass, and many girls in the audience looked at the chubby narrator sitting on the suspension seat very contradictory, if the owner of this voice was handsome, how good it would be, even if it was not too handsome, it would be good to be slender, but this slightly huge figure, every time it ruthlessly broke the dreams of the girls, so how many girls wanted to cry without tears!

"Hehe, don't say it, this narrator's voice is really a girl killer. Jiang Yi looked at the flashing picture on the light screen, and said with a smile, Jiang Yi had to admit that sometimes, a man's voice is more important than his appearance.

"This fat man is my childhood playmate, if I hadn't protected him when I was a child, I would have been bullied miserably. Out of the dog's sense of smell, Cui Hong saw that Jiang Yi was a little interested in the chubby commentator, and hurriedly said what he liked. Hehe, don't your seniors say more to me now?

Cui Hong thought proudly in his heart.

"Oh, Brother Cui knows this commentator?" Jiang Yi was surprised, this Cui Hong's circle of friends is quite wide, and many people came out to greet Cui Hong when he passed through many family camps just now, and now he even knows this commentator, this person is well connected.

"It's not like those children of the family just now, it's all superficial feelings. The relationship between this fat man and me is irreversible, and it is not comparable to ordinary people. Cui Hong explained with a smile, but then added: "This fat man recognizes me as his eldest brother, and the relationship is naturally not bad." ”

"Do you think you're the big brother?" Jiang Yi looked at Cui Hong's thin figure, and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Jiang, this is all true, if you don't believe it, you can ask Lin Heipang. Cui Hong said with a serious face, and then glanced at Lin Xifeng, who was drinking beer on the side.

Jiang Yi also followed Cui Hong's eyes and looked at Lin Xifeng, Lin Xifeng, who was watched by the two, was embarrassed to drink any more, Cui Hong didn't care, but Jiang Yi is a "heavyweight" here, and he can't be presumptuous, right? ”

"Then why didn't you make an appointment with this fat man when you had tea before?" Jiang Yi asked suspiciously.

"This kid is promising, relying on a good voice, he is valued by His Majesty the Lord of the Country, so he has been preparing for this sect competition before, so naturally he has no time to drink idle tea with us. Cui Hong said with some resentment, it stands to reason that the people who want to be appreciated by His Majesty the Lord of the country are all handsome themselves, how can they fall in love with this fat man? Cui Hong was puzzled.

"Your little brother is out of the picture, aren't you the eldest brother more visible? What is there to be angry about?" Lin Xifeng looked at Cui Hong with disdain and said.

Hearing Lin Xifeng's words, Cui Hong thought about it, when the time comes, after this fat man becomes famous, his identity as a big brother will also be more weighty, thinking about it this way, Cui Hong found that there seems to be nothing to be angry about.

Jiang Yi looked funny, he didn't expect Cui Hong, the eldest brother, to be jealous of the younger brother, it was really strange.

"Brother Jiang, Brother Cui, Brother Lin, I'm back!" Just as the three of them were talking, they saw a voice coming from not far away, Jiang Yi looked up, and a handsome man walked over with a smile on his face, it was Xia Daoqi who had gone to ask for peace and returned after returning before.

"Brother Xia, please take a seat. Jiang Yi stood up and made a gesture of inviting himself to sit on the remaining sofa seat, after all, the sofa was "transformed" by himself, and he could be regarded as the owner of this seat.

"Thank you, Brother Jiang. Xia Daoqi's surprise disappeared, and he thanked Jiang Yi.

"No, I don't. Jiang Yi replied, and then sat back in his position.

"Brother Jiang, where do these soft collapses come from? This is much more comfortable than the soft collapses in the palace. Xia Daoqi said with interest.

"Oh, this is what I brought with me, and I just had such an opportunity today, so I will take it out. Jiang Yi said modestly, Jiang Yi was also surprised by the comfort of this sofa when he first sat on the sofa, these sofas are moderately soft and hard, and the design is very ergonomic, which is really worthy of being a boutique sofa produced by the system.

"These, all brought by Brother Jiang?" Xia Daoqi asked, pointing to the sofa and table of the other two, and of course, the beer and snacks on the table, his tone full of doubts.

"Uh... Yes. Jiang Yi has a headache, and it is estimated that this Xia Dodge will also want to be crooked like the duo of Cui Lin.

"Dare to ask Brother Jiang how much space is in his storage ring?" Xia Daoqi asked, his eyes flashing with a gleam.

And when he saw the light flashing in Xia Daoqi's eyes, Jiang Yi knew that Xia Daoqi really wanted to be crooked, held his forehead, and replied with some weakness: "It's only a few tens of meters." ”

Sure enough, after hearing Jiang Yi's answer, Xia Daoqi blurted out two words: "Senior!"

"You are a ghost senior!" Jiang Yi scolded in his heart, he really didn't expect that one day his cultivation in the martial arts realm could be called a senior, and this person was still a martial king! For the respect of the three of them, Jiang Yi was also a little uncomfortable when he was secretly cool, after all, the four of them were originally peers and friends, but now they are seniors and juniors, and with Jiang Yi's character, they naturally feel bad. Therefore, when Xia Daoqi wanted to say something after the senior shouted, Jiang Yi hurriedly stopped it.

"Stop, stop. Seeing Xia Daoqi, who was slightly stunned, Jiang Yi said with a serious face: "I have something to say to the two of them, maybe you haven't heard it, so I'll say it again." ”

"I'm really not a big guy, let me go!" Jiang Yi's tone was poignant, his face was a little distorted, and he felt a little bit after being insulted, when he said this sentence in this tone, Jiang Yi's heart was struggling, because he knew that he had maintained a cold image for several days and collapsed......

The three of them were stunned, they didn't expect that Jiang Yi, who is usually calm and silent, would also have such a dramatic side, and the trio really didn't expect it. After a few seconds, a burst of laughter erupted, attracting attention.