Lin Wei's new boyfriend is called Ouyang Dandan, and compared with her previous boyfriends, Ouyang Dandan's birth was poor and his cultivation was mediocre. But he is very handsome, especially the melancholy dead fish eyes, which make people feel pity, in short, if you only look at the face, he is a very good person. But there is one thing that makes us look uncomfortable - a kind of unprovoked loftiness, as if we look down on everything in the world. Even in our opinion, he even looks down on Lin Wei. Lin Wei was beside him like a coat that could be thrown away at any time. If it weren't for Lin Wei sticking to him, I'm sure he would have done it.

Xiaoming said that he looked at this person very unpleasantly, and wanted to give him some color to see. I said that you can't give people color just because they don't like it. Xiaoming said that he wanted to avenge the little pig. I said he was just one of Lin Wei's many boyfriends. Xiaoming said that this person was filthy, the reason was that Lin Wei's other boyfriends at least loved her, but Ouyang Dandan was not, he was just for Lin Wei's body. I said how he could see it, Xiaoming said that this person was looking at Lin Wei with eyes that looked down on everyone, but at the same time touched Lin Wei's buttocks with his hand. As for why there is such a conclusion, because Xiaoming also did this to a girl, and was later slapped by this girl, but Lin Wei actually didn't slap Ouyang Dandan.

Lin Wei invited us to a party. The content of the meeting was to discuss the necessity of martial arts. I am deeply frightened by the subject of discussion, not by the extreme nature of the subject. In fact, the size varies, and every year in the republic there are marches and rallies against the use of force. But no one thinks that martial arts will be abolished, because national security and social security depend on it. It's like no one doubts the rise and fall of the sun. No one doubts the authority of Wu Xing.

But I'm scared because I've seen the power of guns. Once that monster reaches the market, Wu Xing will immediately become the target of public criticism. If I'm still a little lucky, it's to pray to Heaven that guns will never be passed down to the world. But I had a vague feeling in my heart that it couldn't be. Human beings have evolved for millions of years, millions of years of self-destruction. It's millions of years to make yourself lazy step by step. If guns could protect themselves, no one would spend decades learning martial arts.

I was so haunted by these fears that I decided to go and see what society hated about martial arts and how they could change it.

The party was in an underground café, and by the time we arrived, there were more than 30 people seated. Someone was giving a presentation at the bar, and the three of us found a corner to sit down and listen. The man who spoke was in his early thirties, wearing a white shirt, emaciated and parted, holding a rolled-up poster. At this time, he was excited, and his saliva splashed to deliver his speech.

He said that the state spends 10 percent of its GDP on education every year, and that the ratio of spending on martial arts and science and engineering to art training is 9:1. But 80% of the GDP is generated by science and engineering. The martial arts industry creates less than 4%, and most of it is concentrated in the service industry. He also said that we have not had a war for almost a hundred years. We have very close trade relations with the countries around us, and he believes that the most fundamental reason why war will not happen is because once a war starts, whoever wins or loses will lose both. But the state spends a lot of money on the army. Use the best schools, the best teachers, and the best equipment to cultivate martial arts students who can never create value.

"It's just stupid, this behavior of the state is a provocation to human intelligence!!" he waved his fist and squirted three meters of saliva.

There was a long-lasting applause below, and everyone was like being beaten with chicken blood, with red faces and red ears and bloodshot eyes. In stark contrast, me, Xiaoming, and Xiaozhu sat with their lips slightly open and their eyes sleepy, like three mentally retarded. I don't know why I was excited about them.

Presumably, the atmosphere around us was too uncordial, so it was too conspicuous, and the speaker pointed to the three of us.

"Three comrades sitting in the corner, you don't seem to agree with my speech?"

Men and women in their thirties turned their heads to look at us in unison.

"No, no. You're saying it well," I said.

"It's okay, this is a free place, free speech, what I said is wrong, just express your opinion, let's discuss it together. Come here, it's comrade. "His ambition is not tongue-in-cheek.

The three of us stood awkwardly, thinking that we were just here to listen, and we didn't want to say anything. And I look at his expression, it doesn't look like it's going to be discussed, it's more like it's going to be debated.

"We're just coming in and seeing, not making a speech, and you're speaking well, we don't have much to say. "I hope this will make him aware of my ignorance and let him let us go.

But at this moment, a girl with false eyelashes in the crowd pointed at me and said, "This person's name is not right, he is the champion of the last martial arts competition!"

There was a stir in the crowd, and every word you said to me flew past my ears like a fly. Probably speaking, the champion of the martial arts competition will definitely support martial arts, so it is no wonder that there are opinions about Mr. Chen's speech. He also said that we might be spies, to eavesdrop on their speeches, and then report to the court. What's even more hateful also said that those who support martial arts are ugly.

To call us ugly, to be honest, I don't agree. It's okay for you to say we're spies, but if you say we're ugly, I'm not happy. I wanted to get angry at the time, Xiaoming and I looked okay, although the little pig looked a little cold, but it was so good- cough cough... In short, we don't say yes.

One of them pointed at me and shouted, "This bastard is the man who cohabits with you."