and Zhang Long finally finalized the e-commerce and related matters, and Zhou Yan left the office. He made a phone call to Situ Jing, and Zhou Yan was not very polite to this female subordinate who looked like Jon but had a completely different temperament, but said that when the time came, Hongcheng would come to him directly.

Situ Jing had no objection to this, the boss asked her to find whoever she wanted, and it was more convenient to find Zhou Yan and save trouble.

Situ Jing also told Zhou Yan that he would come to Hongcheng in about three days, and there were editors from several studios of Jinyun who came with her, all of whom were transferred to the studio by the old editors in the past, which was more reliable, Situ Jing also said that he wanted to hold an exchange meeting, the meaning was self-evident, Zhou Yan estimated that it was 'a thief's heart does not die', and he wanted to dig out some dry goods from him.

Of course, Zhou Yan did not refuse, Jin Yun can now be regarded as his private industry, and he also hopes to develop better, and it is not impossible to give some guidance to these editors.

However, Zhou Yan made some adjustments to the time when Situ Jing came over. On the first of next month, that is, two days later, it will be the promotion match of the Zhichuang Cup in the Xijiang Division, and the six groups under his hands, as well as Ye Anmeng's independent group, will participate.

As the instructor and 'class teacher' of the innovation class, Zhou Yande personally led the team. And this time it was five days, so Zhou Yan asked Situ Jing to come back in a week, just in time.

"It's up to you." After Zhou Yan finished talking about the general arrangement, Situ Jing said helplessly.

She was a little unhappy with the changes in her young boss, but whoever made the company belong to him.

Zhou Yan hung up the phone, he also knew about Situ Jing's attitude, Jin Yun was much more important to her than his attitude towards her, and he wouldn't be upset because of this little thing.

....

"Brother, you're looking for me." Downstairs in the bedroom, Lin Congee walked out of the door and shouted softly. Lin Congee Congee was wearing a white cotton T-shirt style dress, fresh and natural, and her dressing style had changed a lot compared to before.

If it used to be a little rustic, now it is more like a white swan with some elegance and careful protection of its wings.

Her body is exquisite, not slim, not plump, more like a natural and pure beauty, the flowing ruffles at the bottom are very wide to make the leg line look more symmetrical and slender, the skirt covers the thighs, and the calves are still wearing knee-high white stockings, just from a distance, she looks like a pure and beautiful Oriental girl.

Simple, to anyone who sees it, wants to protect. Congee Congee is not wearing a cap today, her black and silky hair is half on the back of her shoulders, and her baby-like white face is also under the action of light, showing a kind of shiny pink, ruddy and lovely.

As the porridge approached, a smell like orchids and medicinal fragrance came to the face, and the girl's fragrance was intoxicating.

Zhou Yan naturally hugged Lin Congee and let her lean into his arms. And the girl also showed her dependence when facing Zhou Yan.

The fair-skinned little bracelet was around Zhou Yan's waist, and Zhenshou also rubbed lightly on Zhou Yan's shoulder socket, like a little cat that couldn't speak and could accurately express his liking.

"Does Porridge miss me?" Zhou Yan asked. He didn't care that others saw it, and when he was with Congee Congee, maybe other things weren't worth his attention.

"Yes." Lin Congee responded softly. Her curly eyelashes trembled, her head was raised slightly, and a pair of rather agile eyes looked at Zhou Yan quite innocently.

If someone is around, it will simply associate this girl who is extremely dependent on her big brother with the explosive force value.

"Come with me." Zhou Yan said.

"Okay." Lin Congee's words have always been extremely simple, but the girl sometimes shows her own initiative.

Just like at this time, after Zhou Yan let go of her, Lin Congee's little hand gently hooked Zhou Yan's hand.

On the verge of being loose, there is also a layer of fear of being discovered. Zhou Yan smiled, and directly held her hand behind her back, the smooth palm had a cold touch when it was close to each other, and Zhou Yan's fingertips were attached to the white nails of Lin Congee Porridge, rubbing gently.

The girl's hand trembled, and she moved her fingers because it was not natural. Zhou Yan actually consciously took the porridge and walked to the back of the school.

Although Xiaoli will not come over now, the awareness of the anti-Shura field must be in place. Let Xiaoli see the porridge, Xiaoli will not be as enlightened as Tang Tang.

And when he walked to the more secluded path, Zhou Yan asked softly and half-casually, "What about that Nizi Qin Pujia?" Lin Congee heard Zhou Yan ask about Qin Pujia, and whispered: "Pujia wants to go back to the mountains." Zhou Yan nodded: "Why didn't I say that this little light bulb didn't follow you today, it's unreasonable." Lin Congee Porridge whispered: "Pujia is not a small light bulb. Zhou Yan smiled, rubbed Lin Congee's white and smooth face, and said quite funny: "I said yes." Lin Congee pursed her lips and let Zhou Yan tease her, and waited for Zhou Yan to put down her hand before she whispered to Zhou Yan: "Pu Jia is very good to me." "Obviously, Xiao Congee is still explaining to 'Pu Jia'.

"Looks like you like her." Zhou Yan said. Lin Congee looked at Zhou Yan's gaze, lowered his eyes, and hummed softly.

Quiet as a virgin. Maybe the small porridge porridge is the most beautiful when the eyes are lowered. Zhou Yan looked at the slightly pursed ruddy lips, and he had the urge to kiss him.

Endure. It's also his sister anyway, if the relationship is not pure, the relationship will also deteriorate. Of course, if Congee Congee takes the initiative to kiss him, he will not be blamed.

Of course, Zhou Yan didn't forget the business of looking for porridge porridge this time, and didn't waste time on Qin Pujia, the little girl who looked at people with the same color glasses as Qin Ya, he said straight to the point: "Porridge porridge, I want to learn martial arts." After being reborn, his memory improved significantly, and the picture of being beaten by Qin Ya was naturally vivid.

Zhou Yan didn't want to go through that sad past again, so he could only come to his treasure sister for help.

"Learn martial arts." Lin Congee seemed to have a little curiosity in her eyes, she didn't know why Zhou Yan wanted to learn martial arts.

"I was beaten up by a guy, and I was beaten badly." Zhou Yan said helplessly. Lin Congee was moved, her little fists clenched slightly,

"I'll help my brother beat him." Lin Congee only knew one thing, her brother was bullied. If you are bullied, you have to be bullied back.

Seeing Lin Congee Congee quite serious, he scraped her little Qiong's nose and said softly: "The boy has lost face, he must get it back by himself, if Congee Congee helps me beat me, I will be even more embarrassed." "Very intimate movements.

Lin Congee's face was slightly red.

"How about it, will Porridge Porridge teach me?" Zhou Yan asked softly. He knew that this was what his grandmother taught him to Congee, and if Congee Congee didn't want to, he couldn't force it.

Grandma's importance in Congee Congee's heart can be said to be much higher than her.

"But you have to endure hardships." Lin Congee said softly to Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan knew that Lin Congee Congee had agreed, and he smiled and rubbed Lin Congee's face: "Your brother and I are not afraid of hardship." ”

"Then I'll teach my brother." The girl's voice was a little smart, and her curled eyelashes trembled slightly. Zhou Yan looked at Lin Congee Congee Porridge quite seriously, his heart warmed, and he said with a smile: "I knew that Congee Congee would agree." ”

"Wake up early every day." Lin Congee reminded in a low voice. It seems that Zhou Yan is afraid that he will not be able to spare time.

"It can be done." Zhou Yan said.

"It takes a lot of time." Lin Congee said.

"As long as the porridge porridge doesn't say that I'm too old to practice martial arts." Zhou Yan joked with a smile. In fact, he also had some expectations for what Congee Congee could teach him.

After all, the Tao of ancient martial arts is very deep, but in modern times, it has developed into ornamental 'aerobics', and the real foundation will not be easily taught to you by those masters.

Zhou Yan remembered meeting a retired man once, he had martial arts before joining the army, and Zhou Yan also asked if he really had qigong.

He said that he had never met it, and what he knew was the human joint technique plus the power technique, and this was the basic skill of Gu Wu.

Zhou Yan asked if he had ever seen this, and he said that this kind of was basically the category of the previous 'martial arts master', and he would not show up easily, and like Master Ma's kind of hair extension, Zhou Yan estimated that it was not even fur.

Those who can go to the ring to 'show ugliness' are basically the ones who can't really get on the stage. Lin Congee didn't know that Zhou Yan's thoughts had drifted away, she just explained to Zhou Yan softly: "You can beat him." Zhou Yan understood the meaning of porridge, that is, learning a little fur can beat Qin Ya to the point of urine, and his reading comprehension has always been very good.

"So what are you going to teach me?" Zhou Yan asked softly.

"Four-tael." Lin Congee said in a low voice.

"Four taels?" Zhou Yan heard Lin Congee say a relatively unfamiliar term.

"Four or two thousand pounds?" Zhou Yan asked tentatively. He reckons that the name should have something to do with the idiom.

Lin Congee nodded his head and signaled that what Zhou Yan said was right. Zhou Yan thought that this was similar to Jiu-Jitsu, but it should be more profound than Jiu-Jitsu, and he was a little curious about how to teach Congee.

And Lin Congee seemed to know that Zhou Yan was curious, she just said to Zhou Yan: "Brother beat me." ”

"Forcefully." Lin Congee Congee added. Zhou Yan: "Don't joke about porridge. Zhou Yan said.

"My brother can't beat me." Lin Congee said.

"Do you want to show me the 'four taels' in this way?" Zhou Yan was a little curious.

"Hmm." Lin Congee nodded.

"Then I'll fight." Zhou Yan said, and punched the porridge. However, the fist didn't exert much strength, and obviously Zhou Yan was also afraid of hurting Lin Congee.

The fist lightly hit Lin Congee Congee's shoulder socket, and Lin Congee Congee did not resist at all. She pursed her lips and said with some seriousness, "Forcefully." "Obviously, Lin Congee was suspicious of Zhou Yan for releasing water, and he didn't take any defensive measures.

Zhou Yan was a little unsure whether Congee Congee could prevent it, so he simply separated Lin Congee a little distance, and then used a little strength to punch Lin Congee.

It's just that the fist hit Lin Congee Congee's shoulder socket lightly or heavily, and Lin Congee still had no defense. Lin Congee just looked at Zhou Yan and didn't speak.

Zhou Yan knew Lin Congee's thoughts, and he said helplessly: "I'm really afraid of hurting you." ”

"My brother doesn't believe me." Lin Congee's voice was a little small, and Zhou Yan actually heard a little grievance from Lin Congee's voice.

Zhou Yan was a little distressed, but he still said to Shanglin Congee's rather serious eyes: "Okay, okay, then I'll hit hard." Lin Congee nodded his little head: "Hit hard." Zhou Yan didn't keep his hand this time, and still hit Lin Congee Porridge Shoulder Socket, very hard.

However, this kind of force can be contained at the last moment, which is the last layer of insurance. But just when Zhou Yan was about to hit Lin Congee, Lin Congee raised his hand, just using that kind of attached action to get close to Zhou Yan's fist, and at this time, some magical scenes appeared.

Zhou Yan's fist with fast speed seemed to stick to Lin Congee's hand at this time, and he noticed a force that was a little strong but not too sufficient, but it was this force that made him forcefully offset the fist, as if he had gotten rid of inertia, and was grabbed by Lin Congee very softly, and went to the other side strangely.

It's as if all the power disappeared without a trace in an instant. Zhou Yan was a little strange, and unbelievably threw a punch again, this punch was also very hard, and swung towards Lin Congee's lower abdomen.

And Lin Congee's palm also came up again, and she didn't seem to use any strength at all, but she forcibly eliminated Zhou Yan's fist, so that the fist turned to the side with her little hand in a strange path.

Zhou Yan could clearly feel that the porridge did not have any strength, this kind of thing was very strange, it was like writing words on paper with a pen, but the words suddenly shifted to a place that should not be offset, obviously not doing anything, as if the trajectory was forcibly deflected.

Zhou Yan didn't know what the principle was, but now that he intuitively felt it, he felt that Lin Congee Porridge, a 'four or two thousand catties' thing, seemed to be much more powerful than any jiu-jitsu.

Because Lin Congee didn't move a step from beginning to end, he just put his small palm on his fist, and then the fist turned in an instant, and even Zhou Yan didn't notice that Lin Congee Congee had signs of grabbing him.

Zhou Yan didn't believe in evil even more, he didn't believe that he couldn't hit Congee Porridge no matter how he hit, this time he didn't swing his fist, but used the power of his elbow to swing his elbow fiercely towards one of Lin Congee's shoulders.

The speed of the elbow was very fast, and Zhou Yan did not leave his hand this time. It's just that a strange scene continues to happen, Lin Congee just put his palm on Zhou Yan's arm, as if rubbing it gently, the force was deflected again, Zhou Yan was uncontrollably dragged to the side, and then because of inertia, he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Zhou Yan didn't make a move this time, but made a move. He swung his whip leg hard at Lin Congee, and the direction of the blow was at the joint of Lin Congee.

At this time, Lin Congee didn't use his hands anymore, and his little feet were raised. I don't know when Zhou Yan's ankle was hooked, but Zhou Yan only felt that the center of gravity suddenly shifted to the side, just like walking on the balance beam and falling to the side without controlling the balance.

Seeing that Zhou Yan was about to fall on the grass next to him, Lin Congee Porridge hooked his foot again, but for a while, Zhou Yan felt that his center of gravity had stabilized again, and he stood on the ground.