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The good end was approached by someone for no reason, and he did it if he didn't agree with him. suffered such treatment, and he actually carefully helped him find a shade to rest after the legitimate counterattack, which can really be described as a model of repaying grievances with virtue and the pillar of the future of Dashang. He couldn't help but think of Qu Ming, who was touched by his noble sentiments, and said goodbye to him politely with a handful of snot and tears.

Qu Ming, who was still gritting his teeth under the tree, didn't know that he had been unilaterally "influenced". If he knew what Li Baifeng was thinking, he might be depressed.

"I still have the potential to be a saint." Li Baifeng thought about it matter-of-factly. "Asaka University should give me a certificate." He imagined himself standing on the towering podium, bathed in the admiring eyes of the crowd of people in the audience, and Baoxiang solemnly took a gilded red certificate in Yin Xin's hand, on which the six big characters of "Saint Preparatory Certificate" emitted a thousand golden lights, which made it difficult to look at directly. Yin Xin stroked the top of his head with a look of relief, and said kindly: "The future of Dashang is up to you." Li Baifeng nodded calmly, knelt down facing the east, bowed three times, and shouted: "The ancestors of the Xuanshan Sect are above, and the disciple Li Baifeng is going to become a saint!" Then everyone in the audience knelt down like wheat waves in the wind, and the mountain shouted, "Long live, long live, long live." ”

"Boom." There was a muffled sound.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts." Li Baifeng rubbed his head and shouted, patronizing his fantasies, and accidentally bumped into the tree.

"Oh, it's already there?" He rubbed it for a while, felt the pain ease slightly, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had arrived at the door of "Midsummer", and the passers-by turned their heads to look at him, and there was a smile in their eyes that could not be hidden. When he noticed that he was looking at him, he immediately turned his head and acted as if nothing had happened, trying to cover up the situation, pretending to look around at the scenery, and so on.

The corners of Li Baifeng's mouth twitched, and he slipped into the cafeteria with his head down.

"Midsummer" is significantly different from "early spring": the main color of "early spring" is green, which is full of turquoise and vibrant. However, the main color of "midsummer" is red - red creepers climb all over the walls, and under the walls are full of purple and red flowers, the ground is paved with natural rocks as roads, and the beautifully carved tables and chairs are all covered with rosewood. The rice window opens in the fuchsia boulder, and the style is somewhat ...... Raw.

However, "midsummer" and "early spring" still have obvious similarities: the same luxurious decoration, the same high price, and the same beautifully decorated, simple and atmospheric credit card machine.

Li Baifeng didn't want to complain about the credit card machine anymore, he wanted to eat.

As soon as he approached the window, he felt a spicy sensation coming from the pavement, and his eyes were filled with tears.

Li Baifeng squinted his eyes and glanced at the dishes, and couldn't help but be stunned: from left to right, they were fried meat with red peppers, scrambled eggs with red peppers, fried spicy strips with red peppers, fried red peppers with red peppers, and something that looked like fried yellow persimmons with beans.

"Oh, I can't eat spicy food." Li Baifeng said darkly.

"Classmate, what do you want to eat?" asked the uncle in his work clothes in a Shu dialect, and at the same time tapped the edge of the basin with the iron spoon in his hand, making a crisp sound of "bell" to urge.

"I'll see." Li Baifeng hurriedly responded, and looked at the instructions in front of the dishes, all of which were only a short line of words: from left to right, they were "Spicy Crying a Small Handful of Shu People", "Spicy Crying Most Shu People", "Spicy Crying Shu People All Over the World" and "Spicy Crying Whole Universe Shu People". And the brand in front of the fried yellow persimmon with beans is polluted by something, blurry, and unrecognizable.

The uncle was impatient, so he waved the iron spoon and knocked it twice.

Li Baifeng hurriedly pointed to the only dish that was not red: "I want this." ”

The uncle raised the spoon in his hand and put the dishes on the plate. Like an antelope hanging on its horns, there was no trace to be found, Li Baifeng swiped the card, took the meal, and before turning around, he found that the uncle looked at him with a look that contained complex feelings such as surprise, admiration, and pity.

"What's the situation?" Li Baifeng muttered secretly, picked a corner where no one was around, sat down silently, and put a chopstick in his mouth.

A flame suddenly rose in the "height of summer".

Li Baifeng felt his mouth explode into a cloud of brilliant fireworks. No, it's not accurate to say that, because he can't feel his mouth anymore.

"This is by no means beans and persimmons!" Li Baifeng roared wildly in his heart, regardless of the power of this "burning mountains and boiling seas", just the crisp and tough taste was not right.

There was a burst of applause around the "pop papa", and Li Baifeng suddenly found that there were people around him at some point, and they were looking at him with eyes full of admiration and awe.

Li Baifeng pouted, looking dazed. - Of course, he's not selling cute, he's just spicy and swollen.

A man in the applauding crowd came out in line and applauded: "I saw Brother Tai out of my body at the door before, and I resolutely grabbed the tree with my head, and I also said that Brother Tai's head was missing strings. ”

A woman next to her walked out from the other side, and then praised: "This 'green chili stir-fried wild pepper' has always been feared by everyone like a snake and scorpion, even the very old Shu people also refused this dish, but I didn't expect that Brother Tai was willing to die for this 'breathing fire in the mouth' unique skill, which is really a model for my generation." ”

Li Baifeng has been echoing the sentence "This 'green chili stir-fried wild pepper' has always been feared by everyone like a snake and scorpion", and his heart was shocked.

"Blame me," Li Baifeng muttered, "I was too naïve. ”

Suddenly, he raised his head violently, pushed open the crowd and ran to the food window, took out a paper towel and vigorously wiped the sign in front of the "green pepper stir-fried wild pepper".

When everyone saw him like this, their expressions were full of doubt, regret, and worry.

The first man added: "Although this brother's actions look like an ordinary dementia patient, there must be other profound meanings in it, and it is not something that ordinary people like us can speculate about. ”

The second woman shook her head slowly and sighed: "I'm afraid otherwise, everyone still remembers that Fan Jin, who has taken the college entrance examination for decades, has fallen outside the three main lines, and the last time, he took the seventh exam in the province, and he was crazy after hearing the news." Speaking of this, she sighed again, and then said, "This brother is ...... I'm afraid it's ...... Alas. ”

Finally, Li Baifeng polished the sign, he looked at the lines of words on it with a dull face, and muttered in his mouth: "What should have been thought of a long time ago, what should have been thought of a long time ago." ”

One of the people in the crowd couldn't resist his curiosity, so he leaned up to take a look, only to see that the sign read:

"The Shu people of the parallel universe crying."

Li Baifeng shuddered, and suddenly interrupted his fantasy, he put the dish in his mouth, and thought while chewing: "Am I paranoid...... If you go on like this, you can be cured. ”

"But this fried persimmon with beans is really delicious."