1077 Ghost No. 24
A few people listened to it with relish at first.
However, Xie Tian has been memorizing, and the master who tested him didn't stop at all, which meant that he would memorize it from the beginning to the end! Obediently, if all the four books and five classics are added, how many words will it take......
They looked at each other, and suddenly felt a little sympathy for Xie Daba.
"Give!" Lan Shuying noticed him licking his lips, so she threw a bottle of water at him.
Thankfully, he smiled gratefully.
He only paused for a few words, and the master over there was already very unhappy, and threw the ring ruler over!
Xie Tian actually dodged and shouldn't have been hit by it, but the ring ruler still slapped the back of his hand accurately!
Syllable!
Everyone: "......"
It's unreasonable, this still has tracking?!
The huge force from the ring ruler directly shook the bottle he caught.
Xie Tian hurriedly caught it with his other hand, and when he looked up, he saw that the master actually had another ring ruler in his hand!
He had no choice but to turn his back in a slightly hoarse voice, concentrate on two things, and unscrew the cap of the bottle.
Nightingale was sympathetic and puzzled: "Why didn't he run?" ”
"Alas...... can't run away, those people are the grandfather of the paparazzi one by one! Xie Di seems to have become accustomed to this kind of scene.
He whispered to a few of them: "When I was a child, I was also a jerk, I thought, fortunately, by the time I went to school, my grandfather was gone...... Otherwise, looking at my memory, it will definitely be folded in the hands of those masters! ”
For example, his brother has been a well-known genius since he was a child, respecting teachers, being diligent and studious, and he has been put out of this psychological shadow. If it were him, it would probably be a cry, a fuss, and a hanging, desperate not to learn!
However, the appearance of this group of masters is actually a good thing for the whole team.
Because their assessment time is very long, and it is only for Xie Tian alone.
That is, until he finishes reciting, everyone else is safe.
Of course, no one said it explicitly.
Otherwise, I'm so sorry for the efforts of others.
Minutes and seconds passed.
Every master stood up and mentioned a sentence, and Xie Tian recited it paragraph by paragraph, his voice became more and more hoarse, and the recitation was not as clear and loud as before.
He memorized it until the moon came out, and he couldn't tell how much he had memorized, and his brain was numb.
At last, the master was satisfied and let him go.
As soon as the other party's figure disappeared, Xie Tian grabbed the water bottle and poured it violently!
His throat was like the ground that had been scorched by the scorching sun for a month, and when he touched the water, his first thought was not moisturizing, not absorption, but: pain!
"Thank you for your hard work." Jialan said sincerely.
Xie Tian didn't say anything and waved his hand.
Whoever provokes it, who solves it, isn't that how it should be?
Considering the fuel consumption of the speedboat, if there is no danger for the time being, they let it float on the water, but it is not far from the shore, so it is convenient to transfer positions.
After the Master's disappearance, they won a rare period of recuperation.
The mustache and the snoring of Xie Di came and went.
The nightingale gradually fell asleep, supporting her cheek with one hand, and her head was little by little.
Jialan took off her protective clothing and used it as a pillow for her: "If you want to sleep, you can sleep, we are watching." As she spoke, she glanced at Lan Shuying.
"Well, it's fine."
Lan Shuying understood and persuaded her.
"But what if it ......" Nightingale was confused, expressing a small objection, and was directly covered by Jialan.
Little Ancestor, don't mention anything in case you don't have it. Sleep quietly and don't think about anything, it's already a big contribution!
The nightingale winked embarrassedly and nodded: Okay, I'll sleep!
Xie Tian was meditating on the motorboat next door, and no one spoke here, and the two sleeping guys were disturbed by the movement of these words, and the snoring stopped. The water shines, and the heaven and earth are quiet, and no one can bear to break it.
Jialan squinted her eyes as if she was resting.
In fact, she created a dream and pulled Lan Shuying in.
……
"If I think about it, it's still us dragging you down." She said.
Lan Shuying came back to her senses and found herself sitting in front of the chessboard, holding a cup of tea in her hand, "Change one, I don't like to play chess lately." ”
I don't want to drink tea either.
"Okay!"
Jialan snapped her fingers on the other side.
The scene changed and became a stage.
On the stage, "Mu Guiying is in charge".
Gongs, somersaults, and lyrics, lively and lively;
The audience was deserted, only the two of them were spectators.
She grabbed an orange and peeled it, and said, "You like to think about it, who told me before...... The boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, don't give up on yourself in any situation, go forward, there will always be a way out. ”
Jialan was stunned for a moment, tasted this, and said with a smile: "You have a good memory." ”
"It's not that I have a good memory, but I really don't have any entertainment in it, so I have to take out what you say and listen to it repeatedly."
After listening to it a lot, I realized that chicken soup is really useless.
She handed out half an orange, tasted a petal herself, and praised, "It's quite sweet." ”
Jialan's illusion is more delicate, so detailed that she can indulge in pleasure in it, indulge in it, and let her slaughter. In comparison, in addition to being real, Zhen Ge's fantasy is also practical, killing moves everywhere, and when his thoughts are wandering, his death is approaching......
"Are you thinking about your apprentice?" Jia Lan was joking.
"If you have something to say, just say it, don't peep."
"I don't see much, it's just a shadow, well, he's good-looking." Jialan raised her hand in surrender before she swept over with a cold eye, "I just want to tell you, next...... We're going to be in trouble. ”
At this time, Lan Shuying heard several women whispering nearby.
Then a voice shouted:
"Open! Sheet! Yikes! ”
This open throat is long and powerful, and it seems that he is usually used to holding a tone and is used to managing people.
Lan Shuying suddenly understood.
Why did she pull herself in?
Because, there are two things that Jialan is afraid of:
First, there are powerful characters who can invade the dreams she creates;
The second is the shadow of her childhood.
But what it was, Lan Shuying never asked, but she had witnessed Jialan fall into a nightmare, and she knew a little vaguely.
So, if the illusionary creatures are targeting Jialan, it's likely that the two are combined, and Jialan means: wait for them to come, it's better to build a home field yourself.
Oh...... This is to bring her in as a foreign aid.
She looked across again, and there was no such figure anymore.
Half an orange was quietly placed on the table, and the side of the orange office was facing the door of the small theater.
"Then I'll take a look."
She didn't get a response.
Lan Shuying walked out of the theater and saw men and women on the street, all in ancient costumes.
Thinking about the direction of the voice, she turned to the west side of the theater and crossed a small half street, and on her right side was a tall building.
Suddenly, a hand came to her shoulder.
Wonderful Book House