As if piercing a layer of window paper, when Gong Er said the word "good", the two suddenly looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

At the same time, the two opened their hearts and became talking and laughing.

"Senior Sister ......"

"Hmph! You still call me Senior Sister. ”

"Oh, it's Sister Wakamei. ”

"Humph!"

Gong Er's coquettishness, with indescribable flattery.

"Don't call me that in front of others. ”

"What's that called?"

"It's called Senior Sister. ”

"Am I going to suffer, then?"

"What's the loss?"

"I'm older than you. ”

"Then you are also my junior brother. ”

"Squeak......

Feng Zhou suddenly paused, pinched the brake with his left hand, and at the same time stretched out his right hand and grabbed Gong Er's bicycle.

"Ahh

"What are you doing?" the girl was startled, and her pretty face was slightly raised, like a flower.

"How are you supposed to call me when there are no outsiders?"

Feng Zhou looked into Gong Er's eyes and said affectionately.

His voice was already good, and his face was already handsome.

For a moment, Gong Er was almost lost in the tenderness of Prince Charming, his mind was confused for a while, but his mouth was like a yellow warbler, and he whispered: "Brother Zhou." ”

As soon as the words came out, she suddenly sobered up, couldn't help but blush, and bowed her head gently under Feng Zhou's gentle eyes.

The next thing is to talk and smile all the way, until they enter the campus and part, they don't smile at each other.

In the evening, the two of them had dinner at the same table with Nanomiya Baosen. Feng Zhou and Gong Er couldn't help but secretly squeeze their hands and touch their elbows, they were really affectionate, and they were reluctant to share it for a moment. Gong Baosen didn't see it, so he just lowered his head to eat.

After the two went to school the next day, Gong Baosen sat there, holding a folding fan in his hand and gently patting his palm.

"Fuxing, come here. ”

He suddenly shouted.

Lao Jiang was standing on the porch at this time, holding the knife under his crotch with one hand, touching the monkey on his shoulder with the other, and closing his eyes to recuperate.

Hearing the old man's call, Lao Jiang let out a "hey", opened the curtain and walked in.

"Master, what are the instructions for calling Lao Jiang?"

"You sit down, let's chat. ”

Gong Baosen said.

When he said this, Lao Jiang couldn't help but feel sour in his heart.

He has been following the master for more than ten years, and the disciples of the past are all going their own way, and the old brothers under his command are also running around the country, and many of the remaining forces are led by the eldest disciple Ma San.

From the usual full of friends to today's doors, now, Gong Baosen is old, and when he looks for someone to talk to, he can only find Jiang Fuxing, a big boss.

"Good!"

Old Jiang An sat down steadily.

"Do you remember Zhang Yunqiao from Jinmen?"

I remember that he was from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and when he was young, he went to the palace to treat the Empress Dowager Cixi. ”

Jiang Fuxing frowned, thought for a while, and then said.

"That's right, that's him. He has a son named Zhang Haicheng, who is going to study at Nankai University this year, and the young man looks like a talent. ”

"Huh?"

Lao Jiang's heart was shocked, and he thought a lot in an instant, but he didn't say anything, seeing that Gong Baosen's face was flat, he had to ask cautiously: "I also remember this young man, he was still young at that time, but his temperament was steady, what does the master mean?"

"It's not that I have any ideas, Lao Zhang wrote me this letter a few days ago, his child is eighteen years old, Lao Zhang wants to let the child settle down. ”

"But the second lady's mind ......"

Yuan Fuxing said cautiously.

"Hey......" Gong Baosen sighed.

His daughter's thoughts, as well as the thoughts of the closed disciple Feng Zhou, how could Gong Baosen not see it?

What he was worried about was that Feng Zhou's nature was too wild, how high his martial arts talent was now, how big the world would be in the future, and how many opponents he would have in the dark at that time.

If this closed disciple walks with his daughter, the higher his achievements in the future, the more enemies he will have, and the more trouble his daughter will have.

I have been in it all my life, do I want my daughter to fall into this whirlpool?

How can he bear it?

The Zhang family is different, they are good people, and Zhang Haicheng is also a good child, and his daughter will not suffer if she marries.

Therefore, knowing that his daughter had an eye for his closed disciple, he was worried.

"Sir. Jiang Fuxing didn't understand these twists and turns, but he watched Gong Er grow up, of course, he hoped that she would be at ease and smooth, rather than dissipating the pride in his heart.

"Sir. Lao Jiang paused for a moment, and then said: "The second young lady is still young, and the child of the Zhang family is not too old, is it too anxious to let them settle the relationship now?"

"You have a point. Gong Baosen nodded.

I also breathed a long sigh of relief in my heart.

At this point, it may be best to delay for a while.

First, the children are young, and there is a lot of time waiting for them to make their own choices.

Second, the child of the Zhang family is only eighteen years old, and he will still be long in the future, so he may not be able to maintain his original intention. If he also learns from those young people who shout for freedom and liberation, this in-laws will become enemies, and it will hurt his daughter.

"In this way, I will write a letter, and you will personally go to Jinmen and talk to Lao Zhang well. ”

Gong Baosen set the tone.

"Okay!" Jiang Fuxing nodded and agreed, and went down to prepare.

After Gong Baosen finished writing the letter, Ma San, who had been out for two months, came back.

"Master, I'm back. Ma San stood in front of the master and bent down slightly to show respect.

His master brought him up, taught him martial arts, and handed over a mess of things to him to take care of, and cultivated him as a successor, so he regarded his master as a master and a father.

"How's things going?" Gong Baosen asked lightly.

"The disciple has done it properly, and according to the master's explanation, he went to Beiping, Jinmen, Baoding, and Cangzhou during this time, and visited more than 20 seniors. ”

"Is there anyone who is embarrassed by you?" Gong Baosen's tone was calm.

"On the surface, there are no, but secretly there are a few disciples of the seniors who want to partner with the apprentice, and if they do, they won't talk about it. ”

Ma San's tone was as plain as his master, and the reserve of that tone couldn't hide his confidence and pride, and his domineering spirit was fully displayed.

Gong Baosen wants his eldest disciple Ma San to take over his class, but it is not only a matter of the Gong family's own people, but also a major event in the northern martial arts.

Whether he Ma San is qualified to take over cannot be affirmed by Gong Baosen alone, but also by the seniors of the Northern Martial Arts.

After all, the Gong family is the leader of the northern martial arts, and if Ma San wants to stand in that position, he must show his own skills.

Ma San's visit to these heroes one by one is actually like a future commander inspecting his own jurisdiction, as long as he shows his excellent skills and the level of sharing cakes, he can be immediately supported.

Among them, excellent skills are the most important.

Being able to show his superior ability among the disciples of more than 20 senior grandmasters who are well-known in martial arts shows that Ma San's Xingyi Quan has been practiced to the realm of grandmasters.

"Do you have any gains?" Gong Baosen asked with a smile, this is what he cares about the most.

"Master, rest assured, these days, the disciples have learned a lot. ”

Ma San said confidently.