CHAPTER 40
The wind direction of the Internet changes for a while, and the people who eat melons always can't wait to get off the field, but the crane in the center of the whirlpool has the intention to let the bullets fly for a while, who knows if there will happen to be a stupid rabbit who can't wait to bump into it.
In the center is the calmest place in the whirlpool. Thinking that the little girl was frightened today, Heyu didn't rush home, but took his sister to the mall to complete the plan that had not been carried out before - to buy clothes.
There's nothing more decompressive than buying, buying, buying.
The little girl who entered the mall disappeared in seconds, and flew from one store to another with great interest. She hugged her brother with big eyes and asked, "Okay, brother will pay today?" β
Crane Yu nodded generously: "I originally wanted to buy some clothes for you and your parents, but I won't pick them." Just ask my sister. β
"Oh yes!" The crazy girl jumped three feet high, and she was one meter five tall, and Crane Yu couldn't help but look sideways. I thought, is my sister also a martial arts wizard?
When the little girl tried on clothes, she tried on thousands of clothes, but when she checked out, she picked up two or three hundred to buy, and the clerks who provoked her were enthusiastic at the beginning and impatient at the end. The little girl didn't mind this little bit of white eyes, she was happy with her clothes, but Heyu couldn't help it, and carried a hand-inlaid beaded skirt with a price tag of more than 4,000.
The younger sister took her brother's hand anxiously and shook it gently: "Brother, it's too expensive, just take a look." β
Tsuru smoothed her ponytail and decided to pick out some trinkets for her sister later.
The clerk was packing when a strange phone call came in. Crane Yu looked at it, and the tail number was connected with six 0s,. Good guy, just a mobile phone number is worth tens of thousands, right?
The younger sister poked her head out curiously: "Is that the sister just now?" β
"No, unfamiliar number. Maybe it's from the program team. As he spoke, he picked it up and walked outside the store.
"Hey. Mr. Tsurumi. β
Listening to the voice was a young man, who seemed to be lacking in qi, and spoke in a long and slow voice.
"It's me, who are you?"
He chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that Mr. Crane seems to be in trouble now?" β
My sister came out with a bag and said with a smile: "Who, provoke my brother's stinky face, the black one can scrape off three catties of cinders." β
Tsuruyu also wants to know where this pretending to be a coercion came from.
He said impatiently: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, don't say it." β
That's when I was in a hurry: "I can help you solve the little trouble on the Internet." Doesn't Mr. Tsuru want to know who is behind the trouble? β
Tsurumi hung up the phone with a dark face.
A busy sound came from the microphone, and the young man with his long hair looked back blankly. Behind him, there was a copy-pasted young face.
The young man with the same black hair and shawl was looking at him as if he were looking at his alter self in the mirror. The cold, indifferent gaze contrasted with the pure, confused gaze, clearly showing the difference between the two, and copying and pasting the same self seemed to be nothing more than an inconsequential object to the indifferent young man.
"Destroy it." The young man commanded indifferently, and the decisions concerning the life and death of the other were all understated.
"Yes, Ancestor."
A dark shadow floated out of the room, lifted the dazed young man lightly, and went out with a kitten and a puppy.
A middle-aged and elegant man sat under the ghost worship, waited for the door to close, lifted the teapot and poured a cup of tea for the ghost worship, and then it was his turn.
"Sir, are you angry?"
The ghost smiled meaninglessly, and closed his eyes with his hands in his hands. After a moment, the middle-aged man reached out to probe the tea temperature, and said respectfully: "Sir, the temperature is just right." β
The ghost priest then held a cup and drank slowly, saying, "Don't worry, be careful of burning your mouth." β
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When I went home with my clothes, I had to complain. However, Tsuru Yu decisively pushed his sister out. Come on, little padded jacket, it's time for you to resist the wind!
Heyu: Crying and chirping.
Crane father and mother just chattered a few words, and really took the new clothes that their son bought, and smiled happily. My father hung his clothes in the closet like a baby, and even hated the metal hanger and hung his bag on his shoulders, so he specially picked a cotton-wrapped hanger. My mother was more beautiful and showed off, so she immediately changed into new clothes and planned to wear them to square dance.
In recent days, because her son has taken the old people to practice swords, the big sisters of those square dancers have been a lot more polite to her.
After dinner, his parents went out for a walk, and it was rare that Heyu did not go to "lead the team", but closed the door and soaked in the medicinal bath directly. This morning, Fat Superman had a good time with his fists, and he also felt the same, just after refining the copper skin realm, there were signs of loosening.
He doubled the dosage this time and soaked for nearly two hours before getting up. The copper color of the skin is getting darker and darker, and there is a faint tendency to develop inward. Reach out and pinch, and the muscles are more tenacious and elastic.
Before I could enjoy it for a while, there was a key sound outside the door. It's the parents who are back.
"Dad, Mom, why did you come back so early today?" Heyu wiped his hair and came out, and saw the old couple with their faces pulled up, and there was a small piece of wet on his mother's new clothes, like a drink stain.
"What's wrong?" My sister also came out of the room and asked silently with her eyes.
Tsurumi shrugged: I don't know.
The mother didn't even look at the two children, went straight into the bedroom, and locked the door with a click. Lao He pushed his glasses helplessly and explained to the two children: "I quarreled with Sister Zhao in the next building, and your mother was not happy." β
"It's her again!" The little padded jacket puffed out his face, and he was angry and a little sad.
Sister Zhao in the next building and his mother are not right by nature, and the two will be picky when they meet. However, because Sister Zhao's children are not successful, it is really rare for Mother Crane to be scolded to this day.
The little padded jacket asked again and again, and the old crane was forced to be anxious, so he pointed the finger at the crane in a panic: "It's not that you're a little rabbit cub, and you won't tell us when you go out to participate in the competition." Your mother still wants to know about her son from other people's mouths, can she not be angry! Then Sister Zhao, you have to stir up three points if you are unreasonable, not to mention ......"
"What are you talking about! The Internet is so noisy, the child must be psychologically uncomfortable. It's all you, let you say a word for your son, you can't let out a fart for a long time! The voice is not even as good as a girl! β
Halfway through Lao He's words, he was interrupted angrily by Mother He, and two fingers skillfully grabbed a layer of swimming rings around Lao He's waist: "You still have a strange child, but you can be bored!" β
The old crane screamed in mourning, but he didn't hide. Heyu couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly stepped forward to separate the people, saying, "Mom, I can't trust things on the Internet." I could have clarified that I was deliberately letting them make trouble for a while. β
The little padded jacket beat the side drum at the right time: "Yes! My brother is so cunning and cunning, just let them jump for a while. What's that called? That's right, abuse fans! β
Xiao Cotton Jacket smashed his fist in the palm of his hand with one hand, and said firmly: "The more fierce the scolding now, the more guilty I will feel after the two-level reversal." If you want to consolidate your fans, you must first abuse your fans, and the more you abuse them, the more loyal your fans will be. β
Tsuruyu: Why doesn't it sound right?
He Yu wanted to let go for a while and let Huo Yanyan catch a few tails that couldn't be hidden. But it's all based on the fact that the family won't be affected. Mother Crane was angry outside, and Crane Yu didn't bother to play anything to "let the bullets fly", so she called Huo Yanyan directly.
Huo Yanyan was very measured, this matter was still based on Heyu's idea first, and immediately arranged for the public relations department to start counterattacking as planned.
So, when the majority of netizens washed up and lay on the bed and were about to brush their mobile phones for a while, they saw several official media speaking out in unison.
#θε·±ζδΊΊ, the youth idol of the new era ##θ·―ιδΈεΉ³εηΈε©, not afraid of fighting gangsters in danger ##ζ£θ½ιι«δΈη##ζ¬θ, helping the elderly, helping the elderly, he practices it personally#
A series of official media hung several tags to speak for one person, and this scene can be called a grand occasion.
Linjiang City Police Station V, Linjiang City Education Bureau V, Communist Youth League V, Linjiang News Front V...... Several official Vs and several dynamics, as soon as it was on the hot search, the technical emperor who was quick quickly edited the video of the Crane Royal high-energy card point.
From leading his grandfathers to practice swords in the early morning and evening, to chasing the speeder party at the door of the bank, and the high-paste video found in the tachograph of the taxi, the video of how he fought the knife-wielding robbers truthfully recorded him, and the heroic posture of him flying out of the co-pilot with Zhu Lili and jumping into the air.
At the end of the video, he tore the off-road car door slowly, I don't know how the person dealt with the image, in the video, you can clearly see Tsuru Yu's face, when tearing the car door, the blue tendons on his forehead are slightly raised. It's the end of the crossbow, but it's still trying to save people. Countless netizens left messages below [You look so handsome when you work hard to save people].
The official media ended, and the evil retreated. The breeze blows, and the network is clean.
Someone in the villa in the middle of the lake has been paying attention to the dynamics on the Internet, and at this time he couldn't help but laugh and muttered to himself: "I didn't expect that I could invite the official media, it seems that the girl has made a lot of contributions." But don't worry, when she finds out that you can't cure her leg at all...... "Naturally I won't help you anymore."
"How's the seminar going?"
The ghost asked casually, but the middle-aged man did not dare to slack off, bent down humbly, and replied: "It has been arranged, and it is scheduled for the working day before the qualification examination." β
The exam is scheduled for Monday, and the previous working day falls on Friday. If the people who vouched for him are gone, some people will not even be eligible for the exam. The schedule is so tight, even if the old man Tang is highly respected, I am afraid that he will not be able to find a third Chinese medicine master who is willing to guarantee him in a day or two.
"That's a good arrangement."
The ghost priest casually said a perfunctory sentence, and the middle-aged man looked happy and said, "That person named Kuai Peng, I have already found someone to try it, and I am willing to carry out the transformation operation." Maybe you can make some trouble for that kid who doesn't know what to do in the later games? β
The ghost sneered: "The transformation surgery of the eye of the mountain is not just a cat or a dog that is qualified. β
That Kuai Peng, his qualifications are too poor, and his temperament is frivolous. Even if it is transformed, it will be of little use to the organization.
However, for Tsuruyu, the organization is imperative. If Kuai Peng can add some difficulties to him, it can be regarded as making the best use of it.
Thinking like this, the ghost priest said to the middle-aged man, "If he wants to, give him the strongest medicine." β