Chapter 3 Touching Your Head and Not Crying?
Thinking like this, Jun Che Liu had a headache when he thought of today's birthday of his master, for him, he was the highest cultivation among all the disciples, because his unassuming personality was almost a little transparent. No one will pay attention to him, but in this case, he knows each other very well, never shows off, and does not look for a sense of existence. Wandering alone, sometimes the senior brother is quite envious of him.
This time, he was naturally the same as usual, and he went into the crowd after giving a congratulatory gift, Jun Cheliu was not unconcerned about the master, and every gift was carefully selected by himself.
Sitting at the table watching Shizun and other uncles, other immortals from all over the world talking and laughing. Jun Cheliu felt bored, but he couldn't shake it around, otherwise... The master will punish me for copying the sword trick. All kinds of sword tricks!! It's better to sit here calmly and drink tea, so that by the way, you can also play handsome.
When Jun Cheliu was secretly rejoicing at his idea, the master on the stage stopped talking. He stood up and looked at the child, who looked about thirteen years old, walking in the middle of the table, and it didn't matter if Jun Cheliu also stood up suddenly, looking straight at the child, and he couldn't be mistakenly that it was him, the face that appeared many times in his dreams.
He kept looking at the child, and Liu Yinqin next to him pulled him down.
"Senior brother, what are you..."Liu Yinqin whispered. Jun Cheliu shook his head to signal that he was okay. Liu Yinqin saw that he didn't mean to explain, so he didn't ask.
"Everyone, I am very grateful to be able to come to Li's birthday banquet, and I will be overjoyed today." Shizun smiled.
Immediately after sitting down, someone said, "As far as Lord Li Feng said, what is the happy event?" ”
"Today's happy event is below." He looked at the people below happily, and the clear-eyed people could see that this Li Feng Lord favored him. "Collect the political wilderness as a disciple."
This sentence completely entered Jun Cheliu's ears, this time he didn't do anything conspicuous to stand, but silently looked at the young man on the ground. Suddenly, the man turned around and smiled at him.
Forehead... Goosebumps fell to the ground. This person is too familiar, forget it, maybe he dreams too much and makes himself confused. How could the person in the dream crawl out, I must be too tired. Jun Cheliu picked up a cup of tea and savored it carefully, not caring about the things at the banquet, and then it was nothing more than a ceremony to accept apprentices. After the ceremony, of course, it was the time of sword dancing and alchemy of the senior brothers.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for it to start.
Jun Cheliu looked at Liu Yinqin and put on an expression of "I know". Liu Yinqin smiled helplessly when she saw him like this. It's like this every year.
Laughing and laughing, suddenly Jun Che Liu's smile gradually disappeared. That's right, that political desolation scene is coming towards him, and Jun Cheliu can't figure out why he has to come here. The political wilderness stopped. bowed to him and called out sweetly, brother! It's the first time he's been called a senior brother like that.
Jun Cheliu nodded, "Yes." "Pick up the senior brother's shelf.
Unexpectedly, the child's eyes lit up when he heard Jun Cheliu answer, and after saying hello, the political wilderness went further, he looked at Jun Cheliu's eyes and longed for this, of course Jun Cheliu knew what it was, he stretched out his hand and touched his fluffy hair. The child's eyes are brighter.
Running away with a grin.
Kindness... Touching your head for the first time? Anyway, it's really the first time I've been asked to touch my head.
He came back to his senses when he ran away from the political wilderness, and Liu Yinqin looked at him and didn't say anything. This kid is very talented. I'm afraid that I will change my name to the peak master in the future. His eyes darkened, as if he had thought of something more inferential.