Chapter One Hundred and Eight: The Great Zhang Muzi
ps: I worked an extra day yesterday, and I was so tired that I was half dead and I was too much to do, and I only worked overtime for half a day today, and the pigs must have two more ~00~
In the past, whenever his father made such critical accusations against Zhang Muzi, he was always sullenly angry and pretended not to hear anything. ∈ ♀ Top Novel, www.
But after experiencing the 'kidnapping incident', the same blame made Zhang Muzi feel an inexplicable warmth in his heart, and said with a smile: "Dad, I studied at Meiji University's 'College of Arts and Sports', majoring in broadcasting and media."
The most important trait of our media people who do art is to be creative, and the more formal the occasion, the more we must highlight our flamboyant personality, so everyone in the team is dressed in this style, and I can't be an exception. ”
"It's Hermes-Epitek, my son is about to go on an alien exchange study tour on behalf of all the college students on Earth, do you still think he is a middle school student who doesn't even know what to wear, really? Li Xiangzhi on the side also shed tears while helping Zhang Muzi.
Hearing his wife and children say this, Zhang Hanmin, who was speechless, said, "Hmm. After a while, he stopped talking, and Zhang Muzi secretly smiled and walked to his mother's side and said comfortingly: "Mom, you said that I am going to go on an extraterrestrial exchange study tour on behalf of all college students on the earth, isn't it a good thing, why are you crying?" ”
"It's a good thing, of course it's a good thing, my parents made this matter into a propaganda advertisement, and the number of students in our family's 'supplementary education center' increased by two or three percent all of a sudden, and we will soon expand our business again, but..."Li Xiangzhi said with some sadness.
Before she finished speaking, Zhang Muzi immediately deliberately pouted and said, "Wow, didn't my mother say all day long that she was engaged in an education industry that was not for profit." How can I do this kind of false advertising, when have I ever attended a tutoring class at home? ”
"You didn't take a class at our cram school. It's always the son of the owner of the 'tutoring center'.
Don't be poor, let's eat. I'm going to catch a plane later. Knowing that her son was comforting herself with her heart, Li Xiangzhi held back her tears, touched her son's hair, and said.
"Got it. Seeing that his mother was not crying, Zhang Muzi smiled and nodded, sat at the dining table and endured his nausea, and ate his food under the gaze of his parents.
After breakfast, the family of three enjoyed a warm time together for a while. I saw Li Nanhe, the only armor priest of Shenluo's 'Tiangong Temple', carrying a small backpack, walked into the wooden building, bowed deeply, and said, "Gongjun, the time has come, you should leave for the airport." ”
"Hmm. Zhang Muzi nodded, stood up and looked at his parents, who had become gloomy at the side, and whispered, "Mom and Dad, I'm leaving."
I can't stay with you in the New Year, but don't worry, I'll take good care of myself. ”
"Don't you really need us to see you off at the airport? Muzi?" Hearing this, Li Xiangzhi, whose eyes were full of tears again, choked up and asked.
"No, I am not only your son, but also the lord of the island of 'Shenluo'. Tens of thousands of religious leaders," Zhang Muzi took a deep breath, and gradually returned to a trace of extraordinary temperament in his demeanor. "I don't want to be seen as soft. I forcibly held back the sourness of parting. He took the duffel bag from Lee Nam-hyuk and carried it on his back. Strode out of the cabin.
In the backyard of the palace temple, dozens of priests were already dressed up and dressed neatly, standing on both sides of the stone road, and when they saw Zhang Muzi's figure appear, they immediately bent down deeply like a wheat field blown by a hurricane, "Congratulations to the palace monarch on a long journey." ”
"When I am no longer there, I will bother the priests to guard the palace and temple, eliminate the misfortune and solve the problems for the believers, and promote my power of 'pure blessing and righteous god', so please do it. Showing a majestic look, Zhang Muzi recited the farewell words that he had finally come up with last night, half in literary and half vernacular, raised his hand, and in many priests, "We will abide by the law." In response, he strode out of the palace.
Two hours later, he appeared at Seoul Airport as if he had traveled from ancient times to modern times, and then spent more than ten hours on his transit plane to New York's JFK Airport in the United States, and walked to the waiting area of the interstellar flight.
For example, the Earth, the most remote and backward planet of the 'Western Galactic Alliance', has very few extraterrestrial flights, and the only countries that have opened interstellar voyages are China and the United States, and once they miss it, they may have to be delayed for more than ten or twenty days to wait for the rescheduled flight.
If this flight to the home star of 'Ascenco Civilization' takes off from Beiping Airport in mainland China, then Zhang Muzi's schedule can be more compact.
However, because of the 'UNESCO' practice of using Western airports, in order to avoid delaying his trip due to the nonsensical reason of being late, he had to leave a whole day and a half early, and then waste five or six hours waiting.
Fortunately, the environment at JFK Airport was quite comfortable, and after buying some fruits in the spacious, bright and neat food retail store, Zhang Muzi took his C-shaped Google glasses and sat comfortably on the waiting chair while eating snacks and browsing the news.
I don't know how long it took, he suddenly felt a gentle pat on the back twice, his heart moved, and he quickly turned his head, and saw a familiar face breaking into his eye sockets, but unfortunately it was not the person he imagined.
"Senior Sister Xiang'er, you're here. Stunned for a moment, Zhang Muzi hurriedly stood up, bowed and greeted.
"Junior brother, I'm disappointed to see that it's not Tae-hee. Wearing a white shirt and black pencil pants this time, the whole figure is more slender and tall than before, and the outstanding temperament of Zhen Xiang'er seems to notice Zhang Muzi's disappointed expression, and said with a smile.
After that, she looked Zhang Muzi up and down a few times, and continued with the same smile: "Wow, you are really a 'big change' now, not only has your appearance changed after becoming thin, but even your taste in clothes has suddenly changed from an ordinary college student to a fashion expert." ”
"Well, I thought I was going to go on an alien practice tour, and I couldn't just dress casually like usual, so I asked a friend to help me match a few sets of clothes to bring with me. Zhang Muzi said a little uncomfortably.
Originally, he just replied casually, but he didn't expect Zhen Xiang'er to nod approvingly, "Your friend is very tasteful, and the clothes he chose for you are all styles that have just been released this autumn and winter 'Paris Fashion Week'."
There are many details that refer to the popular elements of the 'Central Star' in the capital of the 'Western Galactic Alliance', which can indeed pass through the entire universe and look stylish everywhere. ”
"It sounds like you're very researched about clothing trends, senior sister. Zhang Muzi was stunned and blurted out, hearing him say this, Zhen Xiang'er smiled and asked, "Do you think I'm a woman?"
In the Korean Peninsula, women and men are not just nouns that indicate gender, sometimes they also have the meaning of whether they will make the opposite sex tempted, so a woman asking a man if she is a woman often implies a kind of ambiguity, Zhang Muzi couldn't help but open her mouth in surprise, and didn't know how to answer for a while.
Seeing his appearance, Zhen Xiang'er, who had made a mistake unintentionally, immediately woke up to her speech disease, and knocked on Zhang Muzi's head with a little redness on her cheeks and explained: "You are only in your first year of college, and my sister is already a junior in college, I want to say that as long as you are a woman, you will care about the fashion of clothing, what are you thinking about at a young age..."
Zhang Muzi, who was inexplicably beaten, smiled wryly and lowered his head, and heard Zhen Xiang'er say again: "Okay, the joke is over, let's talk about business."
Junior brother, you are participating in a practical study tour as a 'photography candidate' of the team this time, and if there is no accident between Nanbin seniors and Haicheng, you should be very relaxed.
But if either of them gets injured or sick and can't carry the camera, your responsibility becomes heavy... "
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly saw a man of the same age as herself, with ordinary height, appearance, and clothing, but his eyes revealed a kind of wise eyes that only old people who have gone through vicissitudes of life, strolling over from not far away, and asked Zhang Muzi abruptly: "Young man, do you believe in fate?"
And Zhang Muzi didn't realize that the man was talking to him, and he was still looking at Zhen Xiang'er and nodded seriously: "Senior sister, I know that I am inexperienced, and it is completely by luck to be able to follow you to the home planet of the 'Ascenco Civilization' this time, but I will definitely do my best..."
"It's a matter of luck to go on a study tour to a medium-civilized planet like 'Ascenco', young man, it seems that you really don't understand your own value. The unattractive man on the side heard Zhang Muzi's words and suddenly interrupted, which attracted his attention.
"Sir, are you talking to me," Zhang Muzi turned his head to look at the man suspiciously, and asked, "Do we know each other?"
"I don't know, but about ten days ago, a companion and I witnessed your outburst at a restaurant in Seoul, and it was an amazing 'show' to subdue a strong armed deserter in a second with a wrestling grappling technique. The unattractive man's expression darkened slightly, and then he replied with a smile and a cheerful return.
"Oh, that's just a coincidence, nothing remarkable. Zhang Muzi didn't understand the intention of the visitor, but felt that it was very strange, if it weren't for the special place like the interstellar waiting area of New York JFK Airport, which is likely to hide the dragon and crouching tiger, he would have been driven away a long time ago, but now he just smiled and said modestly.
"No, that's remarkable," the unattractive man seemed to be unaware of Zhang Muzi's expression of respect for himself, and persistently admired: "Your appearance, temperament, breath, smell, demeanor, movements, talents, etc., all of them are amazing." ”
Seeing that the man's eyes gradually became hot, and his words became more and more weird, Zhang Muzi frowned, and just caught a glimpse of An Taixi and the rest of the team walking into the interstellar waiting area in the distance, and hurriedly said: "Thank you, yes, praise, sir, but my friend is here, we are going over, goodbye...", glanced at Zhen Xiang'er, and quickly left the place.
Looking at the backs of the two of them drifting apart, the unattractive man did not chase after him, but smiled slightly and spit out a sentence that seemed to have magical power, "I am Huo Sen, born in the land of Ludong, China. ", instantly stopped the pace of Zhang Muzi and Zhen Xiang'er leaving. (To be continued......) R527