Perhaps, the wine-flavored mullet roe slices that Qiu Xiaolan ate and the one that Liu Suifeng was late for were not the same thing at all in every sense. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liu Suifeng suddenly branched out to increase his sensitive taste sense by a thousand times, and almost every taste molecule in this mullet roe slice was completely captured.

If Liu Suifeng can feel 100% of the taste of food, in comparison, Qiu Xiaolan may not even reach 20% now.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that Liu Suifeng and Qiu Xiaolan are not eating the same thing at all.

This is also the reason why Liu Suifeng ate a small slice of mullet roe, as if he was forcibly xx by mullet roe, and moaned non-stop.

The pleasure of that kind of taste exploding in the mouth in an instant, if Liu Suifeng was not a Qiwu person, I am afraid that he would have already convulsed and passed out, or even died suddenly on the spot and passed away.

It wasn't until Liu Suifeng kept moaning and eating this wine-flavored mullet roe that the state that suddenly broke out on his body slowly disappeared and changed back to his original ordinary state.

Coming back from the pleasure of ecstasy, watching Qiu Xiaolan on the side pass everything just now, his eyes changed and became a little weird.

Liu Suifeng was also a little embarrassed, he ate too much for a while, and he moaned unabashedly in front of a girl.

It won't be disliked as a pervert, right? This is the only thing Liu Suifeng is worried about.

It was completely impossible to imagine that Qiu Xiaolan, who was red-faced, was also experiencing what kind of struggle she was experiencing in her heart just now.

Dong Qingshu and the others, who had completely lost their minds before, also regained consciousness at the moment when the mullet roe was eliminated.

I don't know what happened to my body before, it's like ** is under control, I just want to eat the wine-flavored mullet roe, and I completely lose my consciousness.

Only then did I remember that Liu Suifeng and Qiu Xiaolan were their friends.

"You can go to heal this time, right?" Qiu Xiaolan picked up Liu Suifeng again, looking at Liu Suifeng's wound after simple treatment, it was still bleeding, and she also covered it for him with her hand.

But Liu Suifeng still looks like "help me up, my force has not been finished yet".

"Wait a minute, help me up to the stage. ”

"Why? Can't you just take care of the wound first?"

Liu shook his head with the wind.

"Okay. Qiu Xiaolan looked at Liu Suifeng as a sow going up the tree and couldn't pull it, so she had to help Liu Suifeng onto the hosting stage again.

"Ahem. Liu Suifeng cleared his throat in front of the microphone and tried the sound casually.

It immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"What is this guy going to do?" Even the person in charge of hosting before didn't know what Liu Suifeng was going to do.

Liu Suifeng also used words to solve their doubts.

"Today, I am pleased to join you in this great gastronomic battle that will be held in the history of our country to promote the chivalrous spirit.

One year ago, a Dahua person, Emperor Huawen, held the first Anchang International Invitational Tournament.

The holding of this event is like a big war drum beating the sound of hope for millions of Chinese who were once shrouded in the shadow of war.

It inspires those who are cautious and treading on thin ice in the midst of war to rebuild trust with an open mind.

Inspire the people who are all soldiers in the chaos of war, like frightened birds, to re-use the tempering of martial arts to gather courage.

It inspires people who are desperate and unscrupulous to survive in the midst of war and chaos to re-examine with noble moral constraints.

Yet today, 1 year later.

We must face up to the tragic fact that this event has taken a serious turn for the worse.

Today, one year later, catalyzed by a large amount of capital shock and soaring attention, many contestants have long been lost and forgotten their original intentions.

Today, one year later, Dahua is still an isolated island in a sea of material abundance and spiritual poverty.

Today, one year later, the contradictions and inequalities between the common people and the elite are still acute.

I am here today to make these things public.

Someone asked me before, 'What's the point of you sticking to this useless thing?'"

Speaking of this, Liu Suifeng glanced at the boxer who vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"I just want to say that as long as a lonely old man who has lost his sight, the pancakes at home will not disappear for no reason, and our persistence will be meaningful.

As long as a woman who wants to learn upwards will not be thrown into a brothel and sold for money like a materialized commodity, our persistence will be meaningful.

As long as a group of diners who are eager to wait for the ingredients will not be unhappy because the dart master loses the goods halfway, our persistence is meaningful.

As long as a newlywed woman who has suffered inhuman treatment will not be helpless to jump into the river because she has no way to appeal, our persistence is meaningful.

As long as those martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country will not be forgotten, and will not be dug up for some reason, and there is nowhere to bury them, our persistence will be meaningful. ”

Listening to Liu Suifeng's words, Dong Qingshu and Jie Wusheng, who were also a little moved.

Although they came all the way, following Liu Suifeng, the big demon king, they couldn't grab much food, and even Zhao Tiezhu and Li Ergou and others got the qualification for the talent competition, they didn't be able to participate, and the two of them didn't feel any regrets.

Compared to these, there are some things that they value more, otherwise they would not have gone with this willow with the wind.

Even Xiaoqing was a little moved when she heard it, but in her heart, she still felt that Liu Suifeng's idea was too naïve and too simple.

Because there are some things that cannot be changed by a small individual, and these changes require a wave of the times like a storm.

But although Liu Suifeng's "road" is different from the one they believe in in the True Martial Arts Association, and even the opposite of each other, this "road" that is fast and the same way is indeed very compatible.

If it weren't for Liu Suifeng's special identity, Xiaoqing really wanted to pull Liu Suifeng into the True Martial Arts Association, and she didn't want that in the near future, Liu Suifeng would die at her hands.

Liu Suifeng's speech gradually entered the final climax.

"I have a dream! This empire can rebuild trust, and it will be hard for a horse to chase after a promise.

I have a dream! This empire can rebuild morality, never close its doors at night, and never leave its roads behind.

I have a dream! This empire can be confident and strong enough, and it will not be arrogant, nor will it be self-righteous, nor will it be brainless to worship foreign countries, nor will it be brainless to resist exchanges with foreign cultures.

Today, I have a dream.

I dream that one day, when the road is uneven, I will draw a sword to help, and the world will be uneven, the public world will be unfair, and the world will be unjust.

Therefore, as the first person to win the spring tournament and obtain the qualification of the representative of the Dahua team.

I extend an invitation to all people with lofty ideals in the world, work hard!

Let those unscrupulous chops and salted fish know what is a real diner and what is a real Jianghu!

Let those Gentiles who slander and despise our Dahua Empire know what is truly powerful and what is truly desperate!

In December this year, I will take the lead in the next step and wait for you in Chang'an.

Don't let the villain get his will, and his insistence on the road is covered with dust. ”

After the words, the audience applauded thunderously, and many English and Chinese diners who usually don't snort when they were stabbed were also made red by this speech, and suddenly became extremely soft.

All the people who look at Liu Suifeng, whether they are men or women, have only one thought, that is, they are too handsome!

I really didn't expect that Liu Suifeng, as a martial artist, would be able to come to such a series of passionate speeches so impassionedly.

It is also a confirmation of that sentence, pretending to be forced is not terrible, but I am afraid of pretending to be cultured!

If you pretend to think about life, pretend that you want to find the meaning of life, that's what is terrible.

But Liu Suifeng, who was handsome for only three seconds, temporarily adapted and recited the high school text "I Have a Dream" in its entirety, rolled his eyes because of excessive blood loss, fell into Qiu Xiaolan's arms, and lost consciousness.