"Yan Qingcheng, are you thinking about spring?" A hearty male voice came from behind him.

He looked back and saw a middle-aged man in a wide robe standing behind him, grinning at him.

What a handsome uncle! Yan Qingcheng had to praise in his heart, he had a long face with short beards, his eye sockets were deeply sunken and his eyes were melancholy, he was definitely a young woman's killer-level goods, but how could this smile become more and more obscene?

"Yan Qingcheng, are you thinking about spring?" Uncle Shuai asked again.

"Who are you?" He was extremely wary of the man who suddenly appeared.

"The man looked at the starry sky in a daze, either he was homesick or he was thinking of spring; Your face is full of longing and confusion, and you must be thinking about women. The uncle didn't answer his question, but said to himself.

Yan Qingcheng was poked in his heart, lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Cheng En, you know, that old doctor, he noticed that you left the ward, so he asked Uncle to come and see; The planet is sparsely populated, and if you run into a storm while you're out alone in the middle of the night, you're dead. ”

Have you been watched? No, or should it be described as caring? Yan Qingcheng was in a complicated mood, he didn't have much affection for the uncle next to him, and there were still very important things to consider, so he didn't have time to talk nonsense to others.

"Don't like to talk? It's not good for young people to be too taciturn," the uncle didn't get angry because of Yan Qingcheng's coldness, but posted it shamelessly, "Uncle tell you a joke, it is said that there is a young lady who is prostituted in the capital Jixing, and one day she was asked by a businessman from Yangxing for the night, and the young lady asked for five hundred yuan, and the Yangxing merchant gave one thousand, which made her very happy, and she worked very hard that night; After three times, the Yangxing merchant was exhausted, got out of bed, lay on the ground and gasped, and after a few minutes went to bed and regained his bravery; After three more times, he ran out of strength and got out of bed to catch his breath, and after a few minutes he went to bed more courageously. After resting several times like this, the young lady was physically exhausted, and the Yangxing businessman got out of bed to gasp, but found that there were six Yangxing merchants hidden under the bed. ”

The uncle stared at Yan Qingcheng's face after telling the joke and observed his reaction, which made him very embarrassed; It's not that you don't laugh, I'm very familiar with you, and when you meet you, you can greet you with a yellow joke? So Yan Qingcheng continued to keep his head down and didn't speak.

The uncle shook his head, and said in a tone that rotten wood could not be carved: "You are the young lady who was wrapped up in the night, you should have happily completed this order with the thousand yuan given by the Yangxing merchant and left, but you fell to the ground and found their careful thoughts; There's no way to turn a blind eye to it, either ask for a higher price or just slam the door and leave. ”

He carefully looked at Yan Qingcheng's whole body, which made him feel like he was being stared at by an old thief.

"But you are weak and have no confidence to ask for a price," the uncle retracted his gaze and continued his topic, "You can only choose to slam the door and leave immediately, if you don't leave in time, the Yangxing merchant who has been knocked out of his mind does not know what he will do in anger." ”

"Thinking about your current situation, how many paths do you have?" He leaned into his ear and asked him questions in a hoarse voice.

Yes, in front of the whole world, I can't turn over a hole card; Human society is gentle with me only because I can be easily flattened and rounded, and if I show any sign of getting out of control, I will be immediately abandoned. If I were the lady who was booked for the night and chose to ask for a higher price, I would probably be torn apart by the businessmen who had lost their minds; There are 30 billion people in this galaxy, and people like me who live at the bottom of society die tens of thousands every day without making any waves; I could only choose to swallow my anger, give up the 1,000 yuan that I hadn't gotten yet, and leave silently. And then go looking for, the next order of "business"?

Yan Qingcheng had an epiphany, from the beginning he had no other choice.

"Thank you for coming late at night to enlighten me." He looked up and thanked his uncle, but there was no one around.

"What the hell, why did he disappear all of a sudden," he was surprised, but didn't pay much attention, "he must be in a group with Peony, mysterious." ”

He stood up and prepared to return to the hospital room, Yanxing's late night was still very cold.

"That's a good point, I'm that young lady, and from the moment I found out the secret, there was only one way to choose," he sighed, and then seemed to react to something, raised his hand and slapped himself hard, "I was really led astray by that unserious uncle, what did I do as a young lady?" Can't you persuade people well, you have to tell pornographic jokes. ”

He returned to his hospital room and slept peacefully.

In the brightly lit room, Peony was sitting face to face with the two old men.

"Peony, you and Yan Qingcheng spent an afternoon, what do you think?" One of the old men asked.

"Grandpa Song, I persuaded him for a long time but he didn't listen, I don't know what he was thinking, what do you say is bad about our Yi clan, how many people have dreamed of getting this identity, but he said that he still needs to think about it." Peony directly began to sue.

"I'm asking you what you think of him." Song Beichen was a little helpless, the girl in front of him could never grasp the point when talking to him.

"Oh, it feels good, people are very kind, very patient, and quick to react; But he is so indecisive, what do you say is wrong about our Wing Clan, I once ...... "Peony is off topic again."

"Okay, okay, little peony, that poor little doll has just woken up not long ago, and it is normal to be unable to make up her mind for a while when she comes into contact with such a cruel truth." The old man beside Song Beichen hurriedly grabbed the girl's unbridled thoughts, she was an old woman, and the years had left many marks on her face, but you could still see how radiant she was when she was young.

"We don't have much time to think about him, he is a rare talent, and he should be awakened early and put into training." Song Beichen's tone was tough.

"Chen, don't force that little doll, we're not ......," the old woman tried to persuade.

"There are still ten years to go, ten years before the organization carries out 'that' plan, and we must do our best to expand our staff, even in this remote branch, and there are too few remnants of the Wing Clan to be found, and no one can be spared." Song Beichen directly interrupted the old woman's words.

"What if he doesn't want to join us in the end? You can't really tie him up forcibly, can you? Peony cautiously probed Song Beichen's tone.

"Then really tie him up forcibly." Song Beichen did not hesitate, "If you are completely forced to retreat to the edge of the cliff, human beings will burst out with true courage." ”

"But ......" Before Peony could speak, the door was pushed open, and the middle-aged man in a wide robe walked in.

"Don't dwell on it, he'll agree."