The next day, Wen Run, who had a good night's sleep, woke up early in the morning.

He wanted to sleep in, but due to the influence of his body's memory, he couldn't sleep when the sun just appeared.

Self-discipline is a must for successful people.

Opening the door, her mother Chen Lan was preparing a hearty breakfast in the kitchen, while her father Wen Aimin was sitting at the dining table in a work uniform and staring at a book while drinking milk.

How a Welder Is Made

Wen Run couldn't figure out if his memory was wrong, or if it was a brand new tome.

"Mom and Dad, it's morning!"

He said hello and went into the bathroom.

The parents were also accustomed to Wen Run's early riser, but they just replied to him with the word "morning" without even raising their heads.

After a brief wash, Wen Run sat down beside his father.

"Gollum~Hiccup~"

I swallowed a mouthful of milk and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Why don't you go out for a run today?"

"Run again in the evening."

Wen Aimin glanced up at Wen Run and quickly turned his gaze to the book, "It's okay, go early, don't let the girls wait for you." ”

"Don't report too much hope, people may not look up to us."

Wen Aimin's flipping of the book stopped, and then silently closed the book and put it aside. "Looks like your mother and I don't have to worry about you getting hit."

Chen Lan, who heard the conversation between father and son in the kitchen, couldn't help laughing: "Hey, Lao Wen, what nonsense are you talking about, what's wrong with our son." ”

Lao Wen ignored Chen Lan and continued to say to Wen Run: "That girl is very good, I haven't said a word before, I still have to say a word to see that you are okay, let go when you should let go, don't drag people down." ”

Wen Run was surprised: "You guys originally planned to let me go through the motions." ”

"It's not counted, in case that girl falls blind to you, it's also a good thing for you, this person is a toad, whether you can eat it or not, the swan is another matter, but you can't break your thoughts."

"Thank you!"

As far as Lao Wen is concerned, it doesn't look like a welder can say it.

It seems that this book is really a huge book.

You'll have to read it another day.

After the family had a warm breakfast, Chen Lan walked into the bedroom and quickly walked out, still holding a stack of banknotes in her hand.

"Take it well, don't lose it again."

"Don't worry, I won't lose this money if I lose it." Wen Run patted his chest and reassured.

"Go, go, people are more important than money!"

Wen Run was quickly kicked out of the door by Chen Lan.

He was just about to leave, but he remembered another thing and turned around and knocked on the door and said, "Mom, I haven't got the marriage contract yet!" ”

"Babble~"

The old door opened, a piece of gold leaf was shoved out, and then there was a "click" and the door was closed again.

Wen Run at the door couldn't cry or laugh.

It's only past seven o'clock, and there are still nearly two hours before the appointed time, so the mother can't wait to drive her son out.

Wen Run took out a canvas bag stained with vegetables, which his mother used to carry vegetables, and he took it out at the door, otherwise a student holding a golden gold leaf in his hand would be too eye-catching.

Walking on the street, most of the shops on both sides have not yet opened, except for the breakfast shop, which is the case in small cities such as Tangcheng, where the pace of life is relatively slow.

If it is in Jinzhou, I am afraid that there are already people coming and going at this point in time.

It is life in Tangcheng, but it is life in Jinzhou.

It's still early.

Shop around first.

His home is located in the old town of Tangcheng, and the agreed location takes about ten minutes to take a taxi from here.

In this blind date, Wen Run did not have expectations.

At this time, the two are still young, and no one can say how many changes will occur in the future.

The right is the end of the father's thoughts.

Besides, what can be so attractive about an eighteen-year-old girl?

It's nothing but young, and when I was slapped on the ass, I only knew: "Why are you slapping my ass?" ”

Twenty-eight years old is different, slap her buttocks, and she will ask, "What are you doing?" ”

At about half past eight, Wen Run arrived at the Nanshan Cafe on the edge of the central square.

At this time, the café has not long opened, and two young girls in uniform are doing simple cleaning work in the hall with mops.

The uniforms tense as the two girls bend over, outlining seductive curves.

When one of the girls saw a guest entering the door, she quickly straightened up and smiled, "Welcome to Nanshan Coffee, what do guests need?" ”

"Give me a cup of Nanshan coffee."

Wen Run found a table by the window and sat down.

"Sorry, there's no Nanshan Coffee here."

"Nanshan Cafe doesn't have Nanshan coffee?"

Wen Run felt that something must have gone wrong.

"Sorry guests, our café used to be opened on the Nanshan side, so it was called this name, and then the boss didn't change the name because it was troublesome.

Why don't you order something else? Latte? Cappuccino? We also have milk tea here. ”

Wen Run thought for a while: "Then bring me a cup of bubble tea, don't want pearls." ”

The clerk kept smiling: "Okay, you wait. ”

Wen Run leaned against the window and continued to think about the future he was about to face.

Reiki Project

This major may be similar to electronic engineering, except that happy technology has become psionic technology.

For example, the psionic gun in the hands of the police officer last night.

It seems that this profession seems to be quite promising.

Maybe there will be a chance for me to become a transcendent in the future.

Now that it has only been three years since the revival of Reiki, Wen Run, who is familiar with 3,000 online novels, will not believe that he will never have a chance to become an extraordinary person again.

And then there are the rifts, the ugly beasts, the terrible demons, the good elves......

Last night, he found a lot of information on the Internet, all of which showed the extraordinaryness of this world.

Fortunately, there are no particularly terrifying cracks around Tangcheng, and it is located in the center of the three major state capitals of Jinzhou, Shuzhou, and Gyeongju, making it a very safe novice village.

"Your milk tea, please use it slowly."

At this time, the tall and touching waiter lady served milk tea.

"Thank you."

Wen Run looked up at the clock in the store, and it was almost nine o'clock.

He looked out the window and saw a girl in a floral dress on a white background walking towards the café.

It looks good, but it's mediocre, not as pretty as my parents say. ’

Wen Run disagrees with this, he knows very well that matchmakers often praise on both sides, and two out of ten sentences are really good.

At least the girl did look like a good girl.

After the girl entered the door, she walked straight to the bar and quietly ordered her favorite milkshake.

While waiting, she looked left and right, and easily saw Wen Run, who got up, waving to her.

'Who is he?' ’

The girl was puzzled, and looked around again, making sure that the handsome boy was greeting her.

Her face turned red, and she quickly thought of two words: Pick up!

He wouldn't be looking for friends with him, would he? ’

I'm not just a random person. ’

The girl pretended to be calm, and quickly turned away after the milkshake was handed over to her by the waiter.

"Hey, you haven't paid yet?"

The embarrassed girl turned back, and she was a little embarrassed after scanning the code.

All this was seen by Wen Run, and he thought that her parents' information was not accurate, why did this girl look a little stupid?

Seeing that Wen Run had been staring at her side, the girl blushed and ran out of the café.

Wen Run: "......"

'That's the end of the blind date?' ’

Is this girl not taking a fancy to herself? ’

It's impossible, just in terms of appearance, Wen Run is still very confident in himself.

"Is that girl good-looking?"

At this time, a clear voice sounded behind Wen Run.