After providing five negative emotions, Lucifer finally got his wish and ate the cake he wanted.

"Why do you only offer five negative emotions? That's too little, isn't it? Yu Xijing looked at Lucifer with unfinished thoughts and couldn't help complaining.

"You kid still use me as a tool to brush points," Lucifer took the cake that Yu Xijing handed into the dimensional space, and said with some unhappiness: "Aren't you obviously angry with me, I am used to what you say later, and it is strange if you feel it." ”

Zhou Yu put the dishes and chopsticks and a few dishes on the table, "I may have to go to other places to do some interviews recently, and I won't pick you up after you finish the exam," Zhou Yu took off his apron at this time and sat down and said with concern: "Eat more, take the exam tomorrow, and think about what you want to study in college?" ”

"I want to study medicine and then become a doctor," Yu Xijing picked up the chopsticks and began to pick up the vegetables, and then said to Zhou Yu: "I also know the usage and practice of some medicines and herbs, and it should be easier to learn when the time comes." ”

Yu Xijing quickly picked up the food and didn't notice that Zhou Yu's eyes in front of him couldn't help but be a little dim, Zhou Yu always wanted Yu Xijing to inherit his mantle and become a reporter, but he didn't want to interfere too much with the child's choice.

Zhou Yu didn't say anything in the end, after all, everyone has their own choice. Didn't his father do it when he told him not to be a war zone correspondent?

"It's good to study medicine, you can treat diseases and save people, the conditions are good, and the most important thing is not so dangerous," Zhou Yu said after being silent for a long time: "I don't have anything I want you to do, you just do your best and can support yourself." ”

After speaking, the two fell into silence, and Zhou Yu also began to eat vegetables, and from time to time he would add a little food to Yu Xijing.

"Take the exam tomorrow, don't be too stressed, work hard." Maybe it was because of the estrangement of several generations, Zhou Yu didn't come up with anything to say, so he instructed Yu Xijing.

"Hmm." Yu Xijing's mind was full of tomorrow's exam, and he couldn't listen to Zhou Yu's words at all, so he put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand perfunctorily, and then said, "I'm full, I'll go and clean up the stationery first." ”

Yu Xijing stood up and went back to the room, Zhou Yu looked at Yu Xijing's back and didn't say anything, but sat on the bench alone and began to eat Yu Xijing's unfinished dishes.

"Your world is really troublesome, what kind of test do you have to take," Lucifer began to feel a little unhappy that he would be bored for a few hours during the exam tomorrow after Yu Xijing returned to the room, pouting and complaining: "What we want to learn in that world, just find someone to apprentice, you still have to take the exam if you want to learn something." ”

"This is also an opportunity for fair competition," Yu Xijing sighed: "In the future, when we go to society, those so-called fairness are just a pretense, and everything that the children of rich and powerful families can get without working hard may not be able to get it for people like us who live at the bottom of the world even if we work hard all our lives." ”

"That's pretty unfair."

"Not really."

……

"How is the exam difficult, can you get into a good university?"

"I'm sure I'll be admitted to Jiangcheng University."

"That's good, when you graduate from college, Dad will find you a good job."

On the day of the end of the college entrance examination, the parents of the students stood at the door and looked at their children, and the first time they found them was to ask their children how they felt.

And the boy who was alone and had no one to pick him up seemed to have become an outlier in this group of people.

"Can't you really give me that knife in advance?" Yu Xijing took the trouble to ask Lucifer over and over again.

"If you don't collect negative emotions, I don't have raw materials, what can I do." Lucifer said that he was about to break down, and this guy had been asking himself this question since he finished the test paper, and his ears were almost calloused.

"Alright, I'll go find a blacksmith to make one." Yu Xijing listened to Lucifer's almost collapsed wails quite satisfied, because in the past few days of the exam, he had gained nearly ten negative emotions from Lucifer in the examination room.

However, he was not the kind of person who was insatiable, so he let Lucifer go for the time being and headed for the nearest blacksmith shop.

……

"Dangdangdang~" The heavy sound of striking iron came from the blacksmith shop in front of him, and this blacksmith shop can be regarded as a time-honored brand. Although it is no longer the era of cold weapons, it still can't stop some people from loving swords.

"What does this little brother want to buy?" The young man standing at the counter smiled flatteringly at Yu Xijing: "How about this knife?" But one by one, it reproduces the legendary swordsman Tachibana ...... of Fuso Kingdom thousands of years ago."

"I wonder if I can give me cheaper raw materials." Yu Xijing couldn't help but feel a little big when she listened to the clerk's story-like way of soliciting customers, so she interrupted the clerk's words.

At this time, the clerk began to look at the plainly dressed young man in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel estranged. This looks like a poor ghost, the clerk thought to himself, so he said impatiently: "If you build it, you will have a knife of six hundred, and you will get it two days after the materials and money are paid." We do not accept credit and bargaining. ”

Yu Xijing was not dissatisfied with the clerk's attitude, because he had long been accustomed to the cynicism from others before.

Yu Xijing took out the pre-processed wisdom arm and put the six hundred yuan he had earned from selling herbs in the past few months, and then turned around and left.

The little clerk looked at the crumpled metal ball in front of him and didn't know what to say. "Did anyone just come to buy something?" A tall man stepped out from behind the door behind the clerk.

"Hello Master," the little clerk said to him with a smile as he looked at the strong man who came out of the door, "There are no big customers, but a poor ghost has come and said that he wants to make a knife." ”

The blacksmith listened to the little clerk and didn't pay much attention to the details, because he was a little clerk who had always discriminated against the poor.

"Did he tell me what material he wanted to use to build it?" The blacksmith asked as he counted the money the clerk had taken from the poor ghost in his mouth.

The little clerk pursed his lips and said with some disgust: "The poor ghost said that he would use his own materials to make a knife, the ghost knows what kind of broken copper and iron he is holding, don't destroy the signboard of our store." ”

When the blacksmith heard what the little clerk said, he couldn't help frowning, if he used any garbage materials to create a knife that could not be recycled, wouldn't that be a sign that ruined their old shop?

"What about the materials?" The blacksmith was not very hopeful and asked the clerk about the materials.

"Hey, at that table." The little clerk pointed to the table nonchalantly and said.

The blacksmith looked in the direction of the clerk's finger, and it was a somewhat uneven ball of metal, as if it had been pinched by hand to make it look like it was now.

The blacksmith was a little puzzled when he saw the metal ball on the table, and then quickly approached and picked up the metal ball, but this doubt gradually turned into shock, and he couldn't help asking, "Is this really the material given by the poor ghost?" ”

"Ah, this is the material given by the poor ghost," the little clerk pouted disdainfully as he looked at the metal ball, "I don't know which garbage dump I picked up the broken copper and iron." ”

"Smack!" The blacksmith raised his hand and slapped the little clerk, and said with some hatred that iron is not made of steel: "Do you still have some eyesight, you can't see the metal on this ball, and the metal of this quality is at least military metal." The beggar in your mouth might just be someone from the army. ”

"Then I don't know, how do I know that he is dressed so ordinary." The little clerk couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved.

"What else can I do? When he comes over next time, you return the money to him, and say that you should make a friend and send him," the blacksmith put down the metal ball and looked at the little clerk with a blaming face, and said, "I don't ask you to help the shop climb up to the military, but you don't want to provoke them to harm my shop." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." The little clerk hurriedly agreed, but began to scold Yu Xijing in his heart.

As a military person, he didn't even wear a military uniform when he went out, and he was wearing such tattered clothes, the ghost knew that he was a member of the military, and I think he was addicted to picking up garbage. The little clerk couldn't stop scolding in his heart.

"+1 for negative emotions." The butler's cold voice suddenly sounded, and Yu Xijing, who was sitting on the bus absorbing spiritual power, couldn't help but be stunned.

Then he opened his eyes and looked at the people around him, wouldn't it, could it be that I was too handsome and was jealous of the people around me?

……

"Your knife," the little clerk smirked and put the knife in his hand on the table, and picked up six hundred yuan from the counter: "This time the creation will be free for you, so make a friend." ”

Although Yu Xijing was a little shocked when she saw the little clerk's completely different attitude from the previous two days, she still relied on the principle that if you are cheap and don't take advantage of it, you are a bastard, and directly snatched the money in the hands of the little clerk.

Without waiting for the little clerk to continue to say something, Yu Xijing at this time took the knife and was about to turn around and leave, for fear that the little clerk would regret it and take back the six hundred yuan.

"Sir, why don't you leave a bracelet number, so that it will be more convenient to trade in the future." The little clerk smiled flatteringly, and he didn't know how many years of practice that professional smirk had been practiced.

But Yu Xijing, as a person who sometimes can't even reveal the pot, where can he have the money to buy a smart bracelet that has long replaced a smartphone.

So Yu Xijing looked at the little clerk in front of him with a cold look and said, "You don't deserve to know my bracelet number." ”

Looking at the little clerk with a hooded face, Yu Xijing couldn't help but praise his acting skills, and it would be a loss if he didn't participate in the award of what kind of oss or something.

But this ridicule can be regarded as revenge for the little clerk who discriminated against himself a few days ago when he saw that he was poor.

"Mr. Ke......" After listening to Yu Xijing's ridicule, the little clerk endured some manic emotions in his heart, and was ready to continue to try to ask Yu Xijing for the bracelet number.

But before the little clerk finished speaking, Yu Xijing turned around and left a handsome back for the little clerk, at least Yu Xijing himself thought so.

After Yu Xijing left, the blacksmith quietly walked out of the door, looked at Yu Xijing's handsome back, and asked the little clerk, "Did he just tell you something?" ”

When the little clerk saw his master come out, he recalled Yu Xijing's cold look just now, so he hurriedly moved the chair out and said with a smile: "Come, Master, you sit down first." ”

"I ask you, did he just say anything?"

"I didn't ...... No. ”

"You scoundrel! Have you forgotten what I said earlier? You go to my room and kneel, and when you're done, tell me what you're doing wrong. ”

"Master, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."

……

Yu Xijing, who returned home, happily took out the knife that he had just gotten without spending a penny, and began to carefully wipe the sharp knife in his hand.

As everyone knows, in the distant blacksmith shop, there is a small clerk who kneels on the ground because of his greed for money.

"+1 for negative emotions." The housekeeper's voice suddenly sounded in his head, Yu Xijing was a little shocked, but then raised his head as if he remembered something, and looked out of the window with a melancholy face.

Alas, is it also a mistake to be too handsome these years?