Li Yongjun thought that Wu Jun would touch his head and recite something that ghosts couldn't understand, as he did on TV, and then let him drink some "divine water" or something.

He had already made up his mind about this, and resolutely continued to pretend to be stupid.

He is a primary school student in the new era, whether it is a hospital with money or a feudal and superstitious fortune teller, he will not let them succeed.

But he never thought that Wu Jun would close his eyes like this, as if he was asleep, and ignore him at all.

He didn't know what to do.

At least there is TV to watch when you sit at home, what are you watching while sitting here?

Watch an old monk meditate?

And on the grass, Zou Hai and the two dogs played football happily, which made him feel very itchy in his heart.

That's his football, and the grass is so good, and the big dog looks like it's fun.

He can only sit here, he can't move, and when he moves, he will be exposed!

Hey, how did it come to this?

He suddenly felt that his wits were running out of ideas, but now he couldn't go to his "good buddy" for ideas.

I don't know how long it took, but the old monk Jinglin suddenly woke up.

Li Yongjun was on the verge of collapse, and the chair seemed to have teeth, which had already made him restless.

Suddenly, I heard the old monk speak, and my eyes lit up.

Is anyone finally going to speak?

As a result, the old monk half-squinted his eyes and slowly walked away.

Let's go......

Old monk, why are you leaving, even if it's just a casual word!

At this time, Li Yongjun suddenly smelled a fragrance that he had never smelled before, this fragrance was like magic, and it drilled straight into his nostrils, making his saliva come out in an instant, and his stomach gurgling.

"Master, Brother Zou," Qin Xiaoyu brought two large plates of dumplings and a few dishes to the table, put the dishes and chopsticks, "It's time for lunch!"

Only then did Wu Jun stop his cultivation of the Celestial Breath Technique.

Zou Hai was also steaming, and he washed his hands and sat down: "I haven't played football for a long time, I feel pretty good, and I can play often in the future." ”

"Come and eat too. Qin Xiaoyu said to Li Yongjun with a smile.

Li Yongjun was so happy that he almost burst into tears, this young lady is a good person!

As a result, before he could take the chopsticks, he heard Wu Jun say: "No, he won't eat." ”

"Huh?" Qin Xiaoyu looked puzzled, "It's so big, you still can't eat?"

"If you fall, you will be stupid, and you will have to be fed when you eat. Wu Jun said, "But it's nothing if you don't eat a meal, anyway, his grandfather didn't pay me for food." ”

Zou Hai listened, and looked at Li Yongjun again, but quickly shook his head.

As a person who has come down from officialdom, the ability to observe words and emotions is naturally not a problem.

In his eyes, Li Yongjun has been exposed in front of the food, and maybe only a simple girl like Qin Xiaoyu will believe that he is really stupid.

However, he knew that Wu Jun didn't give him food, so he naturally had his intentions, so he didn't say much.

Qin Xiaoyu felt that this child was quite pitiful, but since Wu Jun said that he would not give him food, she could not disobey him.

Li Yongjun really wants to cry, you are bullying elementary school students!

You've made me sit for so long, and you're still playing my soccer, why don't you give me food?

In fact, if it was an ordinary meal, it didn't matter if he didn't eat a hungry meal, but the dumplings smelled so good that his stomach was full of sour water.

No, it occurred to him that this was a ruse!

If you want to use this method to make me succumb, you simply underestimate the perseverance of elementary school students, I will not be fooled by you!

Seeing Li Yongjun swallowing saliva frantically on the side, but still looking determined not to surrender, Wu Jun felt angry and funny.

I thought that he couldn't resist the temptation of the strange fragrance and fruit, but I didn't think that he could resist better than the old monk Jinglin.

How good is it to have this kind of perseverance to use in learning?

But seeing him like this, he won't last long.

As soon as he speaks, he can take the opportunity to do some "ideological work" for him and solve the problem.

"Forget it, I'd better feed him a little. Qin Xiaoyu couldn't stand it anymore, so she took chopsticks and sandwiched a dumpling, "Come on, hurry up and eat." ”

Wu Jun couldn't help but shake his head when he saw it, he fell short.

This girl's heart is too soft, and this is how the child is spoiled by you.

Zou Hai looked funny next to him.

Although he is not married and has no children, he is still better than Wu Jun, who is a child, in the matter of educating children.

So he said, "Master, I wonder if you are interested in football?"

"Football?" Wu Jun shook his head, he was really not interested in this.

"It's fun to play football," Zou Hai winked at him, "let's try it." ”

Wu Jun saw that Li Yongjun was eavesdropping with his ears pricked up, and immediately understood.

Sometimes it is easy to gain the favor and trust of others if you do what you like, and this Zou Hai is worthy of being a former leader, and he has found the right entry point at once.

That's okay, isn't it just kicking football, as long as you have feet.

So I ate in two or two and stretched my muscles.

I've been sitting still for the past few days, and I feel a little inflexible.

He took the soccer ball from Jasmine, placed it in front of him, and kicked it hard.

Bang –

The soccer ball was like a bomb that burst out of the chamber of a cannon, and with a swoop it flew off the fence and disappeared without a trace.

Zou Hai: ......

Wu Jun was also a little embarrassed, how did he know that football was so light.

"I'm sorry, I didn't control the force. ”

Wang——

Jasmine screamed grievingly, and rushed out, finally with a new toy, and you kicked it away!

Li Yongjun was chewing sweet dumplings, but his heart was turbulent.

This guy is too powerful, see that he hasn't used much force, he didn't even run, and he kicked more than 100 meters casually.

If you put it on the football field, you can shoot it straight into the opponent's goal from your own goal!

Master!

After Jasmine arched the football back, Zou Hai grabbed the football in his hand first: "Master, playing football is not about throwing discus, it's not about kicking far." ”

"So what?"

"You have to play accurately," Zou said, "for example, David Beckham, who has a video of him practicing on the beach and kicking the football into the trash at a distance of hundreds of meters." ”

"That's fake! That's an advertisement!" Li Yongjun shouted in his heart to correct Zou Hai's common-sense mistakes, but finally held back.

Wu Jun scratched his head.

It's a technical job, and no matter how hard you put it, it requires very precise control.

Then try again.

So he took a trash can from the kitchen, put it thirty meters away under the stunned gaze of everyone. He felt that he couldn't put it too far first, otherwise he wouldn't be able to kick it in, and Li Yongjun might lose interest.

Zou Hai's heart is broken, and the master really doesn't seem to understand football.

The trash can he was talking about was the kind of big trash can, not the kind of trash can that couldn't even fit a football in.

I really convinced him.

If he could kick a garbage can like this, he would definitely be a football genius.

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