Chapter 20: A Date with a Beautiful Woman
"Hey, hello!"
Zhan Wuzha picked up his mobile phone, saw that it was a stranger, answered the polite inquiry, and then said, "Who are you looking for?" ”
"Hello, may I ask if you are Zhan Wuzha?"
"Well, I am, who are you?"
Zhan Wuzha heard that it was a girl calling, and his voice was very gentle and crisp, so his voice became softer.
"I'm Cheng Yajing, thanks to you for calling an ambulance two days ago, and sending me to the hospital, this time I called to thank you, do you have time at night?"
"At night, there is time!"
Zhan Wuzha put the amplification of the mobile phone on the desktop, and after hearing the gentle female voice, he returned like this, and tapped on the keyboard at hand, searching for the novels of Xia Kexing, and seeing the world he experienced.
After a while.
The call between the two ended.
"I've never been to that high-end tea restaurant!"
Zhan Wuzha used his mobile phone to write down memos, reminded him regularly in advance, and at the same time watched the novel Chivalry on the Internet, sighing and having mixed feelings.
Suddenly.
"Eh, what's the situation, how can the Jiuyang Divine Skill I obtained in the Chivalry Walk be almost exactly the same as what Jin Lao wrote!"
Zhan Wuzha mobilized the Jiuyang Divine Skill in his memory, and compared it with the Jiuyang Divine Skill searched on the Internet, he found that there was a striking similarity, and most of the missing parts seemed to have some point-to-point meaning.
"Well, no, it should be that Jin Lao is a modern person after all, and the vernacular in the novel is mixed with classical Chinese, and this kind of half-literate style, if you don't shuttle to the world of martial arts, learn martial arts, and know the meaning of some professional terms, I'm afraid you won't be able to understand it!"
Zhan Wuzha compared two kinds of martial arts, one is the Jiuyang Divine Skill searched on the Internet in the real world, and the other is the Jiuyang Divine Skill obtained by himself in the world of chivalry, and he feels more and more happy.
So he began to search for all kinds of martial arts with great interest, whether it was internal strength, light martial arts, boxing techniques, etc., copied to the text, and then saved to the computer.
Long.
"Eh, it's a pity, the martial arts principles I have mastered seem to only fit the martial arts principles written by Jin Lao."
Zhan Wuzha watched a lot of martial arts, and found that he could only understand the martial arts principles written by Jin Lao, and most of the martial arts principles of other martial arts could not be understood.
"The six-vein divine sword, the eighteen palms of the dragon, these two supreme martial arts are the most complete, and they all have supporting routes. Other martial arts are missing and incomplete. ”
Zhan Wuzha wrinkled his nose and gasped twice, he decided not to learn the missing martial arts, after all, Ouyang Feng's five peerless masters were crazy when they practiced wrong, and he couldn't easily accept this lesson from the past.
"Write it down first, well, you have to print a few points, and then glue it with transparent plastic film, carry it with you, and then try it when you are really strong."
Zhan Wuzha is a little pity that his true qi is not enough to try the six-vein divine sword, as for the first palm of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending seems to be able to practice, but after looking around, he also extinguished the idea of testing on the spot.
Of course, the most important of these is the movement posture that matches the mental method, and he has not yet understood it.
Subsequently, he copied the two martial arts of the Six-Vein Divine Sword and the Dragon Descending Palm on the document, separating one move and one formula, just twenty-four moves, divided into twenty-four ID card-sized frames, and those with more words made the words smaller, and those with fewer words made the words bigger.
It is guaranteed that the final printed card can be cut into the same size.
After a while.
"I used to read shuttle novels, the protagonist shuttled to the martial arts world, and then returned to the real world, why didn't he test those martial arts methods in the real world?" Zhan Wuzha fell into deep thought, suspicious.
"If you have learned the inner strength and cultivated profound internal strength, why not try out the top martial arts that can be searched on the Internet?" Zhan Wu said in his heart that this matter revealed a trace of weirdness.
"Have you forgotten, but if someone asks, they will say that they have tried, and they have passed it off?"
Zhan Wuzha seemed to have found something terrible, then packed up his things, carried his wallet and mobile phone, went out again, went to a nearby photo studio, printed, cut into cards, and glued.
……
An hour later.
Zhan Wuzha has already made twenty-four cards, each card is a martial art, eighteen are dragon-descending, and the rest are six veins, there is a heart to test, but the true qi is insufficient, and the speed of recovery is slow, and he can't help but feel a little bored, and his body is a little sluggish when he walks.
I simply went to buy a few sets of clothes, after all, I forgot about the spicy crayfish that I had eaten happily before.
He thinks that the newly bought clothes always need to be washed several times before they can be dressed safely.
……
As night fell, it got dark, and it was already seven o'clock.
"I'm going to the tea restaurant at eight o'clock!"
Zhan Wuzha took out his mobile phone and read the memo, packed up his things, took a shower, felt his hair wet, and directly operated the scarce true qi that circulated in his body, and with a slight shock, it turned into water vapor and dissipated.
With a towel around his waist, he went to the mirror and took a look.
"The hair is a little long, and it's already shawl, but I'm not sure I'll shuttle to the martial arts world next time, but fortunately, I washed the muscles and marrow before, repaired the acne pits and acne scars on my face, and my skin became white and tender, and now this clear and beautiful look is enough to control the long hair in ancient costumes."
Zhan Wuzha was alone in front of this mirror that had increased his charm value, confidence, and smelly beauty, and posed a few domineering and crazy postures and movements, also known as a lonely widow, reciting a few lines, as if there were hundreds of charms waiting for his grace in front of him.
After a while.
Zhan Wuzha rubbed his face, feeling that his acting skills had a lot of room for improvement, and then he quickly put on a dress, this dress was one size bigger than the original clothes, and it just fitted.
"Well, it's still early!"
Zhan Wuzha looked at the time, checked himself, and saw if there was anything he didn't bring, and after checking it properly.
Open the door, go out, close the door, lock the door, and check your own room again.
Zhan Wuzha left straight away and took a ride to the tea restaurant.
……
High-end tea restaurant.
The people who dine here seem to be dressed very modestly and pay attention to etiquette.
Zhan Wuzha asked the waiter, and was led to the door of the box set by Cheng Yajing.
Subsequently.
The door of the box opens, revealing a large round table covered with a beautiful white tablecloth.
Zhan Wuzha walked into the box and saw two beautifully dressed girls, and after the two saw him coming, they both stood up.
"Hey, Zhan Wuzha, please sit here!"
Cheng Yajing, who was dressed in a pale pink chiffon dress, smiled and said hello, and then invited him to take a seat, while the other girl was wearing a chiffon long-sleeved shirt with wide-legged pants.
"Well, thank you!"
Zhan Wuzha smiled and nodded, followed the direction to the front of the seat, and the three of them sat down in their respective chairs together, while the waiter stood aside, waiting to order.
"Well, here's the menu, you can order whatever you want to eat, I'm in for a treat!" Cheng Yajing smiled and handed over the menu.
"Uh, I don't have a taboo, let's order it, it's my first time, and I'm not familiar with this." Zhan Wuzha shrugged and replied with a smile.
Cheng Yajing nodded with a light smile, circled the menu, Yao Qingqing, who was sitting next to her, had been looking at Zhan Wuzha, and had been observing since he came in, and the more he felt that it was not simple, the curious look in her eyes became more and more intense.
After Cheng Yajing finished ordering, she said softly: "This is my friend Yao Qingqing, I heard that I was coming to see you, so I came with me." ”
"I, but I was quietly going to come to see her savior, she was going to come to see you alone, but fortunately I came, otherwise I would have missed your handsome guy." Yao Qingqing is a self-acquaintance, and his words are a little playful, which makes people feel angry, and easily enlivens the atmosphere of the conversation.
"Qingqing!"
But these words made Cheng Yajing a little annoyed, shouted, pretended to be a little annoyed, pursed her lips and looked at Yao Qingqing, her eyelids didn't blink.
"Good, good! Kiss you! ”
Yao Qingqing nodded yes on the surface, and then sneaked up and kissed Cheng Yajing on the face.
Cheng Yajing couldn't laugh or cry, and said angrily: "Yao Qingqing, if you do this again, I will... I'll ignore you! ”
"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm ......" Cheng Yajing thought that she had snubbed Zhan Wuzha, and hurriedly said.
"It's okay, your sisterhood is really touching."
Zhan Wuzha raised his thumb and replied with a smile, indeed watching the small interaction between the two cute girls, the mood will be much happier.
"Well, it's like a plastic flower, it never withers!" Cheng Yajing pouted and said.
"Wow, you even said that our friendship was fake!" Yao Qingqing said, pretending to wipe her tears, and sobbed quietly: "Hey, when I used to look at the moon, I called people Xiao Tiantian, but now the new people are better than the old people, and I call people ......."
Zhan Wuzha listened to this stalk from Journey to the West, and was about to listen to what she said at the end.
I saw Yao Qingqing leaning into Cheng Yajing's ear and whispered: "Eh, have you noticed that he doesn't have makeup, but his skin is so white and tender that it doesn't make people want to pinch it to see if they can pinch it." ”
"Well, I also found out that pure makeup is even more ...... than this no-makeup I put on. Ah, I'm so angry, I really want to ask him what skin care products he uses! Cheng Yajing also communicated in a whisper.
“……”
“……”
Zhan Wuzha looked at the two of them muttering speechlessly, the true qi circulation in his body was endless, and he could hear it even if he whispered, and looked at Cheng Yajing's mental state, which seemed to have completely stepped out of that shadow, which made him smile and couldn't help but think of the thrilling scene a few days ago.
It was said that three days ago, it was more than seven o'clock in the evening.
On that day, Zhan Wuzha was on the night shift at the front desk of a hotel, and then, a man with a lewd description came to register for the opening of the room with an unconscious woman on his back.
You must know that the older student Zhan Wuzha has just experienced the college entrance examination, and the amount of knowledge in and out of class is not bad, through the light, I saw the pale face of the unconscious woman, and the obvious irregular erythema on the arm is increasing, plus all kinds of symptoms are in line with the allergic reaction that the teacher has said several times, you know that this eighty percent is coma or shock caused by allergies.
But the man didn't even call an ambulance to take him to the hospital, and brought him to open the room, which is known by thinking about it on his toes.
So, Zhan Wuzha detained the scumbag's ID card, then called the ambulance, urgently explained that someone in the hotel where he worked was in anaphylactic shock, and then called the police, and the scumbag was also detained.
Cheng Yajing, who was in a coma in anaphylactic shock, was also sent to the hospital for first aid, and if it was delayed for an hour, it was likely to cause large-scale edema, which could be said to be hanging by a thread.