Yichen frowned, although Wumen is not well-known, it is equivalent to the role of the Great Inner Jinyi Guard, almost the third level of the official rank, the whole country, except for the limited number of bigwigs in the temple, no one dares to be disrespectful. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info people in the art world were selected by the five gates, even if they didn't want to join, they only dared to carefully refuse, and it was the first case that Zhang Quyi directly refused.

"Zhang Xiaoyou really doesn't think about it anymore? Joining the Five Sects will not only be able to get the greatest satisfaction in terms of cultivation resources, but also hold real power. Zhang Xiaoyou has an amazing art industry at such a young age, and it is not impossible to become the first person in the five categories of the general leader in the future. "It's a good way.

Wumen is directly responsible to the No. 1 head of the country, and the first person in charge of Wumen is definitely a powerful existence.

Zhang Quyi shrugged his shoulders, not to mention that he was not interested in the so-called power, even if he had, as a cultivator from the spirit realm, he would also sneer at leading a group of earth cultivators with low force value, what is the difference between this and a little kid playing with mud and sand.

Yichen saw that Zhang Quyi was still indifferent, he just thought that he was young, coupled with his own ability, it was normal to be arrogant, and the higher he went up the cultivation path, the more difficult it would become, and when he realized the importance of resources in the future, he might beg himself to join, so he smiled and said: "Zhang Xiaoyou, don't be in a hurry to refuse, you can think about it slowly, and you can come to the poor road at any time if you figure it out." Well, this is what the old man asked Poor Dao to hand over to you, and his old man should now take the special plane back to Beijing. ”

Zhang Quyi took the note handed by Yichen and opened it, only to see a long list of numbers written on it, and there were as many as 18 digits.

Yichen Dao Chang glanced at it, and suddenly his face changed slightly, the 18-digit mobile phone numbers are specially encrypted special satellite phones, and there are probably no more than 30 in the country, it seems that the old chief is really fond of this person, and it is really wise that he did not force him to join Wumen.

......

The next morning, a jeep drove into the small courtyard of Gu Dachuan's house.

"Brother Yi, won't you stay for a few more days? Gu Xiaoyue looked up at Zhang Quyi and said hopefully.

Zhang Quyi rubbed the little girl's head and said, "No, I still have something to do and rush back to Qingshi." ”

Gu Xiaoyue lowered her head in disappointment, Zhang Qu smiled, wrote down her phone number and handed it to her: "If you have the opportunity to go to Qingshi in the future, you can make this call, I will show you the sea, and the food, lodging, carriage and horse expenses are all included!"

The little girl's eyes lit up suddenly, and she put the phone number into the lower layer of the pencil case with great importance.

Zhang Quyi got into the jeep, waved goodbye to the ancient family, and left this small mountain village for a short stay in the rising sun, and went straight to Chang'an Airport.

The jeep was sent by a dusty man, and the man in charge of driving it had a tough and serious appearance, obviously a professional soldier, and meticulously sent Zhang Quyi to the boarding gate before leaving, without saying a word the whole time.

At 2:30 p.m., the plane landed at Qingshi International Airport.

As soon as Zhang Quyi walked out of the airport gate, he saw Chu Nan from a distance, the girl was wearing a cool suspender suit, she was looking down and playing with her mobile phone, the scenery on her chest was exposed, and the ravines between the two tall and pink snow hills were deep, and the men next to her couldn't help but peek a few times. The key is that there is a sign next to this girl's two long and smooth legs, on which a black, thick and long stick is drawn, and a big word "God" is written next to it, and the picture is unbearable.

Zhang Quyi immediately decided to pretend not to know her, and walked directly towards the door of the waiting room.

"Hey, stinky god, I'm here, I'm here!"

When Zhang Quyi was about to walk out of the door, Chu Nan's girl finally found him, and hurriedly chased after him with a sign, shouting a magic stick.

Zhang went to a head full of black lines, speeding up his pace and flashing people, out of sight and clean.

"Zhang Quyi, Death Stick, are you blind and deaf? I didn't see Miss Ben calling you!" Chu Nan chased after him and said angrily.

Zhang Quyi rolled his eyes and said, "Miss, who are you, do we know each other?" Look at what you are drawing, quickly throw it away!"

Chu Nan chuckled, obviously very proud of his masterpiece, not only did he not throw it, but also held up the sign.

"Childish!" Zhang Quyi shook his head helplessly, it seemed that it was a wrong decision for him to tell Chu Jianghai the flight information.

Chu Nan's little rich woman held the sign, and she didn't put it away until she sat on the Cayenne, and drove Zhang Quyi out of the airport.

"Hey, stinky god stick, where have you been fooling around for most of the month?" Chu Nan asked as he drove the car.

Zhang went to her and picked up a magazine next to his seat to flip through it.

"Cut, stingy, it's not okay to make a joke!" Chu Nan pouted unhappily, and suddenly woke up to one more thing, his eyes glanced strangely from the rearview mirror and opened and closed.

Zhang Quyi's eyebrows furrowed, this girl obviously had something to say, but she swallowed it back, this is not like her style, and said lightly: "What's wrong?"

"Stinky God, which university did you apply for in the college entrance examination?"

"Jinghua University!" Zhang Quyi faintly felt a little bad, in fact, as soon as the admission score came out, he applied to the School of Architectural Design of Jinghua University, and his grades should be nine out of ten.

Chu Nan blinked his apricot eyes and said strangely: "Then why did you admit Shihezi University in Western Xinjiang?"

Zhang Qu's face changed slightly, and he frowned: "Impossible, I haven't applied to this university at all, where did you see it?"

"The first batch of admission lists for our school came out this morning, and it was announced in the WeChat group, don't believe it yourself!"

Zhang Quyi hurriedly took out his mobile phone, saying that he had left the airport, and he hadn't turned it on again.

When Zhang Quyi opened his mobile phone, WeChat immediately popped up N prompts, clicked on it, and found that the WeChat group of the third class of high school was blown up, and nearly 1,000 chat records were swiped.

"Brother, what's the matter, you applied for Shihezi University in Western Xinjiang? Damn, you are so characterful, people help Xinjiang to teach, you just help Xinjiang to study!"

As soon as Zhang Quyi saw the private message sent by the fat man, his face suddenly darkened, and he immediately dialed the phone number of the head teacher, Lao Luo.

"Zhang Quyi, didn't you apply for Jinghua University? Why did you go to Western Xinjiang, what's the matter with you?"

As soon as the phone was connected, before Zhang Quyi could speak, the head teacher Lao Luo had already opened fire!

Zhang Quyi's heart instantly sank to the bottom, it seemed that the news was indeed right, and he said in a deep voice: "Teacher Luo, I applied for Jinghua University, and several volunteers did not apply for Shihezi University." ”

Lao Luo was stunned for a moment, realized that something might be wrong, and hurriedly said, "You go back to school now!"

As soon as Zhang Qu hung up the phone, Chu Nan didn't need him to say it, so he turned around and drove in the direction of the school.

At this time, the mobile phone rang again, and it turned out to be my mother calling.

"Xiaoyi, you broken child, don't you have itchy skin? Who told you to apply for a school in Western Xinjiang!"

"Mom, I didn't!"

"No, why did the admissions office call home?"

PS: A new volume has been opened, see you in Beijing!