That's right, it's Tai Chi.

Li Chengjun thought about it carefully, when he was walking in the park, he saw some old men practicing tai chi, but at that time he felt that it was useless.

At that time, some people said that Taijiquan was actually very strong in actual combat, and Li Chengjun was disdainful at that time, but through the experiment just now, Taijiquan seemed to be really awesome.

"It turned out that it wasn't a chicken rib, so I said, the system can't pit me. ”

At this moment, Li Chengjun became Li Jingze again, when he drew Tai Chi in the previous lottery, he complained a lot, and even felt that he had drawn a piece of,

But now, well, it smells good!

Ding.

The elevator doors open.

Li Chengjun looked up and was shocked, only to see Lin Fu with a group of security guards, hotel staff, waiters, sweeping cleaners, and even the back kitchen was still carrying a knife at the moment, obviously cooking, and the chef who was pulled over by Lin Fu was preparing to enter the elevator with great momentum.

This will Li Chengjun really want to play a classic song of Crazy Boy to Lin Fu and them: "The Raptors Cross the River." ”

"What, what?"

Li Chengjun walked out of the elevator, and Lin Fu immediately stepped forward: "Why did you come down, didn't you get killed?"

"You were killed. ”

Li Chengjun rolled his eyes, then looked at the people behind Lin Fu, and said with some emotion: "You actually got so many people in order to save me, how did you do it?"

Lin Fu said: "It's simple, I found the lobby manager, revealed my identity, and then said that I need help, the more the better, no one to help me is a million per minute, and then they all came." ”

A million per minute?

It's too magnanimous.

It's too much for a brother.

Li Chengjun was so moved that he hugged Lin Fu: "It's really enough brother, this time you have no less money." ”

Lin Fu was surprised: "What am I spending?"

Li Chengjun said: "So many people, one million per person per minute, how much does it cost." ”

Lin Fu glanced at the time: "There are a total of one hundred people, it's five minutes now, you can calculate how much it is." ”

"That's interesting. ”

Li Chengjun said: "I can't let you give this money out in vain, I'll help you reimburse half of it, and we'll open it in five." ”

Lin Fu shook his head: "No." ”

No?

Damn, that's interesting.

It's atmospheric.

Lin Fu said: "I was in your name just now, so you paid all the money, so I won't talk to you." ”

After speaking, Lin Fu smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away directly.

Li Chengjun looked confused, looking blankly at Lin Fu, who was gasping after walking a few steps, and running faster than a rabbit at the moment, he raised his hand weakly, wanting to say something, but when it came to his mouth, he swallowed it again.

If the system collects his negative emotions, then he thinks, this will be a million negative emotions, and he will collect them directly.

But then after looking at the more than 100 people who were staring at each other with big eyes, and seeing that the other party was holding a watch and looking at the time at the moment, Li Chengjun looked melancholy, and raised his head to look at the sky at a forty-five degree angle.

Ay......

A light sigh, people's hearts are not ancient.

……

In the end, of course, it is impossible for Li Chengjun to give money.

What, if you ask if you don't give money, those more than a hundred people, will let him go?

Joke, he Li Da forced the king to leave, who can stop him?

At that time, his tiger body was shocked, and the aura of the king suddenly spread in all directions, and the more than 100 mortals surrendered in an instant, and one by one they lay on the ground and trembled......

Well, no more bragging.

The truth is that Lee Sung-jun promised to give them money when he returned.

He also used the credit of his richest son as a guarantee, but apparently to no avail.

Then he used the credit guarantee of his father Li Jianlin, saying that if he didn't make money, his father Li Jianlin would lose 10 billion.

Then they let him go.

……

After leaving the hotel, Li Chengjun breathed a sigh of relief, even if the loss of 10 billion was just a small matter for him.

I can't say that it is small or medium.

Besides, it's just an oath, can it really be realized?

"Where's the fat man?"

Li Chengjun glanced around and didn't see Lin Fu.

Then he took out his mobile phone and called Lin Fu.

Connected, it rang for a long time before it was connected.

"Fatty, where are you?"

Lin Fu: "Junjun, I suddenly remembered that my book hasn't been updated today, so I'll go first, I'm sorry." ”

Li Chengjun: "What are you writing a book for, do you want to pay me back?"

Li Chengjun knew that in addition to eating, drinking, and playing games, Lin Fu usually had a hobby, that is, writing novels.

Of course, writing novels as Lin Fu is not to make money, it is purely a hobby.

Because Lin Fu loves to read novels, but because of the books he reads, the author's update is too slow, so as a reader, he rebelled, rolled up his sleeves, copied the keyboard, and began to write.

Then as soon as he wrote, he was blinded, and when he read the book, he thought it was so easy, but when he wrote, why didn't it seem to be like that?

So then, Lin Fu began to write his novels intermittently, of course, not to make money, and the update was very Buddhist.

Seven days to hold out six words, this is what Li Chengjun knows, seven days, just write six words.

"This book is a eunuch. ”

Then Lin Fu temporarily gave up his great career of writing books and returned to the great cause of eating and playing games.

This will hear Lin Fu say that he ran to create again, and of course Li Chengjun felt that the other party was an excuse.

"Whose money should I pay back? Do I owe anyone money?"

Hearing Lin Fu's stupid voice on the phone, Li Chengjun smiled and said, "Those hotel staff, those cooks, those ...... just now"

"Hey, my signal is not good, why can't I hear you, Xiao Junjun, I'll call you again when I hang up." ”

"Don't hang up, I've done all that, and you don't have to pay it back. ”

"If you say that, then we are still good brothers. ”

Lee Sung-jun: "......"

Your shameless look is very much the style I had back then.

"Seriously, where are you now? You're not really going to write a book, are you?"

Lee Sung-jun asked.

Lin Fu said: "Really, I want to thank you, after a day with you today, I have inspiration, so I am ready to start my book writing career again." ”

"What inspiration, what fiction are you going to write?"

Li Chengjun said: "Say it and make me smile." ”

"What are you laughing at, I'm going to write a novel about eating, which suits me just right, and it's what I'm good at, and this time I'm sure I'll be a god. ”

Eating for the problem?

Food novels?

Li Chengjun just wanted to laugh at Lin Fu, but suddenly he remembered that in his previous life, on the earth, it seemed that the food novels with the theme of eating and cooking were very popular.

And in a few of them, he also stayed up late chasing more, and even voted for recommendations and rewarded.

In this world, Li Chengjun doesn't know if there is such a theme on the novel website, but looking at Lin Fu's excitement, it seems that this is a novel theme.

"Hasn't anyone written about this kind of subject before?"

Lee Sung-jun asked.

"Of course not, who would have such a whimsical and talented ...... as me"

Li Chengjun didn't listen to Lin Fu bragging there, but his mind turned quickly, he was thinking about one thing, whether to copy those novels, oh no, move them to this world.

Of course, he who is bent on making salted fish can't write, he can't write when he is killed, and he won't write in this life.

But it seems that it will work for Lin Fu.

It seems interesting that he is the driving force behind the scenes and cultivates a literary master.