"It's good to catch up. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

The people who appeared at the door of the venue were dressed in ordinary clothes, with a pair of straw sandals under their feet and a black cloth towel on their heads, just like ordinary farmers who had just come up from the field after doing farm work.

"Huh?"

"Who is this man?"

"Why does it look familiar?"

A group of diners saw the arrival of the farmer, and for some reason, they all felt a sense of déjà vu.

It just felt like they had seen it somewhere.

"Huh, this guy is ......."

Even Tang Wan'er used this feeling.

I just feel that person's facial features look a little familiar.

But I really don't remember when I met this sturdy farmer with a vicissitudes of face.

"Yo, what's wrong with you? Are you surprised that I'm here?"

Knowing that the sturdy farmer came to Tang Wan'er, and asked in a somewhat familiar voice from Tang Wan'er, as if he had been a very good friend, Tang Wan'er seemed to slowly remember something.

"No, don't you...... Could it be that you are Dong Qingshu?"

When the other diners heard Tang Wan'er's words, they all looked at the farmer who always felt a little familiar.

"Dong Qingshu?"

"No, it won't!"

"Oh!

"I haven't seen you for so long, how did it become like this?"

"I'll go, the fan that is the body is gone, this can't be his long-lost brother or brother. ”

……

“……”

Hearing the disbelief of the diners, and even the words of "long-lost brother and brother", Dong Qingshu was a little speechless.

After a deep breath, he said: "Although it may have changed a little, my is indeed Dong Qingshu." ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this affirmative reply again, Tang Wan'er still looked up and down at the "brand-new" Dong Qingshu with some surprise.

This peasant-like outfit, coupled with the muscles that are probably exercised by doing farm work, such an image really makes Tang Wan'er a little unacceptable.

It's not because Tang Wan'er doesn't like it, but because such an image, in Tang Wan'er's memory, is exactly the type that Dong Qingshu once hated and looked down on the most.

"There is a great deal of talk and laughter, and there is no vain correspondence"

Such an image is the kind of "Bai Ding" that Dong Qingshu once hated the most.

In Tang Wan'er's impression, it seems that this is one of Dong Qingshu's few shortcomings.

That is to look down on uneducated people, rude people, and philistine people.

Especially in the face of those farmers who farm, although they will not directly do anything out of the ordinary, Tang Wan'er and several people can feel that Dong Qingshu looks down on this kind of people in his heart, and he no longer has a sense of superiority for his identity as an intellectual all the time.

It's just that it doesn't show it too directly and obviously.

But now the irony is a bit big that the image of Dong Qingshu disappearing for a few months without news and then returning again is the image he once looked down on the most.

And judging from his comfortable demeanor, expression and language, it seems that he does not have any disgust or resistance to his own identity and image.

Even Liu Suifeng, who was watching the live text broadcast in the cell, was shocked.

After a few months, Dong Qingshu, whose life and death are uncertain, not only lost the fan itself, but also returned in the image of a farmer, causing constant commotion in the autumn competition venue.

Whether the returning Dong Qingshu is a human or a ghost, let's wait and see!"

"Insider?"

Looking at the text that appeared on the little red book, Liu Suifeng, as an insider, didn't know what to say.

Such a change was indeed seen by Liu Suifeng, but Liu Suifeng really didn't expect that Dong Qingshu's change would be so exaggerated, and it was completely beyond his expectations.

Although he can't see the returned Dong Qingshu's eyes that have become firm, although he can't feel Dong Qingshu's calm aura, but since Dong Qingshu's image has undergone earth-shaking changes, Liu Suifeng is also looking forward to Dong Qingshu's next performance.

After a pause in the competition due to Dong Qingshu's "unexpected" return, the competition officially began after the diners looked at each other tacitly and smiled.

"Yikes!"

This time, Tang Wan'er's strategy is different from the last summer game, not really to sweep and suppress the miscellaneous fish, so that everyone is afraid and then attack the strong competitors, but to shoot the first bird, which one is the most powerful, which one will be hit first.

The goal is also obvious, directly towards the "refreshed" Dong Qingshu.

Dong Qingshu also rolled his eyes, and silently faced Tang Wan'er who was attacking.

"It's over, this guy really just came back, don't you know how terrifying Tang Wan'er is now?"

"I chose to have a hard time with Tang Wan'er, it seems that there is no play. ”

When the audience saw this scene, they all talked about it.

Ben thought that the moving love letter that had just returned from transformation could bring them some fresh ways of fighting and surprise them.

didn't expect that he had just come back, and before he could make two moves, he was about to be killed by Tang Wan'er.

"Bang"

But it was beyond everyone's expectations.

The two fists collided head-on, and Dong Qingshu did not fall behind.

Rather, I thought about it.

"What!"

Even Tang Wan'er, who punched, had some accidents.

But as soon as she saw the pieces of Dong Qingshu's bare arms that didn't look exaggerated, but the tight muscle lines, Tang Wan'er seemed to feel as if there was nothing to be surprised about.

Such an arm was not possessed by Dong Qingshu a few months ago.

And Liu Suifeng, who was in the cell, did not feel a trace of surprise.

Because this is one of the purposes that Liu Suifeng wants Dong Qingshu to achieve.

That is to really become stronger, starting from the most basic physical fitness.

Because Dong Qingshu's biggest shortcoming is just the opposite of Tang Wan'er, as a person who likes to read and learn since he was a child, he is good at summarizing experience and essentials, and knows the importance of methods and skills more deeply.

But the bad thing is that he believes too much in the power of techniques and methods, and takes pride in them, and thinks that the accumulation of the basis of mechanical repetition is "stupid methods".

Therefore, the training of strength and endurance has always been scoffed.

I always think, "What's the use of you simple-minded and well-limbed guys practicing lump meat, I can put your feet on you with a light pick, and I can make you unable to exert your strength with a light blow to your wrists." ”

It wasn't until that day that Dong Qingshu left that remote village in the evening with a fan that he slowly changed.