Chapter Seventy-One: The Contemptible King is Honest

Zhang Ruchun was frightened by Xia Feng, after all, what Xia Feng described was the same as her current situation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

She really couldn't figure out how Xia Feng knew all this, his parents were not usually at home, and she was the only one at home plus a nanny who took care of her daily life.

"Could it be that the nanny is a relative of Xia Feng's family? Probably not. ā€

Zhang Ruchun remembered that when her father was looking for a nanny, but after a strict investigation and selection, the identity and background were clearly investigated, so she dared to recruit to the family, and she didn't find out who the nanny had anything to do with her.

But if it weren't for the nanny and Xia Feng who secretly installed a camera in her home, then how did Xia Feng know all this? Could it be that he really knows how to tell hexagrams?

Turning off all the lights in the room, Zhang Ruchun began to search carefully upstairs and downstairs, and even the nanny's room did not fall.

But she found nothing, and she didn't find any red light at all, proving that there were no cameras installed in the house.

"Xia Feng shouldn't do this kind of illegal thing, but what's going on? If you guess blindly, you guess too accurately. ā€

Even if Zhang Ruchun turned off the lights, Xia Feng could clearly see what she was doing through a voyeuristic perspective.

Zhang Ruchun thought that he took off the nightgown on his body while it was dark and put on a cool skirt, so he couldn't see it there, but in fact he could still see it very clearly.

If she wanted to, he could even see the pores on Zhang Ruchun's body clearly.

Only now did Xia Feng understand what it meant to be voyeuristic, not only to have no dead angles at 360 degrees, but also to switch cameras at will, of course, it is also indispensable to zoom in and out of perspective.

"It's so shameless, why am I so shameless."

Not to mention Zhang Ruchun, even Xia Feng himself felt that his approach was really a bit cheap, but to say that he was cheap, Zhang Ruchun also cheapened him first, he could be regarded as a tooth for a tooth at most, and he took advantage of it by the way.

Because the novel has entered VIP, he only needs to set up automatic updates in the background, fortunately, he has saved enough manuscripts during his vacation, otherwise he really doesn't have much time to write recently.

He has also explained the matter of the book friend group to Dong Jie and Wang Wanru, Wang Wanru has little time to manage, and at most she comes up at night to take a look, but Dong Jie is very careful to manage for him.

On the basis of his original book friend group, several "special" groups were set up in different categories.

Of course, this kind of special is not to update the small movie resources regularly, but to distinguish his book fans, which ones belong to die-hard loyalists and which ones belong to follow the trend.

The so-called one powder top ten black, Xia Feng understands this truth very well when he engages in writing, his skin is not thick enough, and his psychological endurance is not good, so don't do it as soon as possible, otherwise he will definitely vomit blood and die, and then die of depression.

Many readers don't know how much damage their seemingly venting remarks will bring to the author, so although there are not many people who die of depression, there are definitely a lot.

Just like many celebrities who are depressed and can't think about it, and finally kill themselves, they have to face a lot of pressure to do this business, and people from the outside world are constantly spraying you, who is depressed if you are not depressed?

Fortunately, he is not afraid of this, there is such a saying that is good, he can eat openly with thick skin, and he will not starve to death anywhere.

He hardly has to worry about the novel now, and the editor is also because of his good grades, and the recommendation is week after week, and the major authors in the group are red-eyed.

@ He comes out every day, but every time he just silently peeps at the screen and never expresses any opinions.

In Xia Feng's view, this is to silently pretend to be his own B, and let others @ go.

While watching a reality show, watching Zhang Ruchun wandering uneasily in his big house, he was lying on the sofa bed with Erlang's legs crossed.

Just when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, the mobile phone placed in his ear was "buzzing" like chicken blood.

He rubbed his eyes, then picked up his phone and glanced at it, which was "buzzing", and there was a string of unfamiliar numbers on it.

Zhang Ruchun's mobile phone number has been remarked by him just now, so this string of numbers is definitely not Zhang Ruchun's.

Without thinking too much, Xia Feng pressed the answer button suspiciously, and directly opened the question-free question:

"Who?"

"May I ask if it's Chief Xia Dao?"

A somewhat muffled male voice came from the phone, and he should be quite old when he heard the voice.

"Xia Dao Chief? You made a mistake. ā€

Xia Feng was about to hang up after speaking, but a string of mutters came out of his mobile phone:

"Zheng He gave this number, that's right."

Hearing the name "Zheng He", Xia Feng temporarily dispelled the idea of hanging up, because the person the other party was talking about was none other than his homeroom teacher.

His homeroom teacher is called Zheng He.

and one of the greatest "fathers-in-law" in history.

"I know the name you just mentioned."

Xia Feng added at this time.

"Your name is Xia Feng, right?"

"It's me. Who are you? ā€

Hearing the other party directly say his name, he was very sure that the Xia Dao Chang that the other party was looking for should be him, but there were only a few people who knew that he knew Dao arts.

And I still know his number through the old class......

Could it be the old liar invited by the old class?

"The contemptible king is honest. It's a layman, a Taoist. ā€

Hearing the other party's self-introduction, Xia Feng felt that his guess was really good, it was the old liar who was stunned by the ghost before he could do anything.

"Didn't you get taken to the hospital with our teacher's mother? Listening to your voice, it seems that the recovery is quite good.

You said that you are also a lot old, how good it is to raise flowers and feed fish at home, you have to come out to engage in this deception of exorcism and demons.

Don't know if it's dangerous. ā€

"What Xia Daochang taught is that it is indeed contemptible people who are shallow in learning."

Xia Feng wanted to stab the other party a few words, but he didn't expect the other party's temper to be so good, instead of spraying it back, he accepted it all, which made it difficult for him to say anything more.

I had to change the conversation and ask:

"Are you looking for something wrong with me? The affairs of our teacher's family, when you fainted, I have already solved them. ā€

"I've heard Zheng He say that it was you who helped solve the trouble.

When do you think you have time, I ask you to come out and ask for a question or two in person? ā€

"Like me? What to ask? ā€

"Of course it's the Dao, the contemptible people know too little about this aspect, and it's rare to meet an unborn master like Xia Daochang, so I hope you can appreciate your face."

The tone of Wang's temper was very humble, he opened his mouth and closed his mouth to be contemptible, and even called Xia Feng with honorific titles, which made Xia Feng feel a little awkward.

"I don't know you, it's necessary for me to see each other, and I don't know much about the Tao, even if you see me, I won't learn anything."

Xia Feng didn't lie at all, although he had a Buddha fan and could exchange it for anti-ghost talismans, he didn't understand the Tao here.

But as long as he can understand a little, just rely on the king's temper and shout, he also has to meet the other party, not to mention the kindness of teaching, at least he can eat chaos rice, and pretend to be a comparison by the way.

The point is that he really can't do anything.