My imagination has come true

Chapter 78
The professor didn't quite agree at first, and still wanted to persuade her.

But after going back and discussing it, he followed Mu Qingyun's wishes.

Although they persuaded her, she was unlikely to change.

Different from others, there is a system, she knows her own situation best, and of course needs guidance in martial arts, but others are not as intuitive as her.

Time passed day by day.

Mu Qingyun practiced martial arts step by step, and gradually integrated into the atmosphere of Yuncheng martial arts hall.

This day, Mu Qingyun came out of the martial arts arena and was just about to go home. Yesterday, genius doctor Liu went to see Yue Ling and said that his health had improved a lot and the prescription needed to be adjusted.

She still had to fetch medicine for Yue Ling.

After walking a few steps, Chen Yi followed closely, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Qingqing, don't run around, we have to go to Zhaocheng by car today."

Mu Qingyun was startled, and suddenly said: "I'm going now? Isn't it the day after tomorrow?"

The day after tomorrow is the opening day of this year's "Anbang Dingguo" competition, and the disciples of Yuncheng martial arts school will also go to Zhaocheng with the team to participate.

The martial arts gyms in those big cities used such semi-entertainment competitions to practice their hands, and usually sent seven or eight relatively idle disciples to go around for a while, which was regarded as a way to save face for the court.

The Yuncheng Martial Arts School is different. It is a small place, and the disciples are all poor, and they are serious about making money.

And it is rare for them to have the opportunity to see the world's masters. Even if the masters have the same ambitions, they must not work too hard in this kind of competition, but sometimes they can bring a lot to people with every move, even a few words. inspiration.

Every year, in the martial arts hall, except for the big brother who has no time to prepare for the reincarnation competition, other disciples who have entered the martial arts have to go.

The instructor also named Mu Qingyun's name.

For this reason, several senior sisters sighed.

"We have been here for three years, and we are still not allowed to go out to meet people, so as not to lose face."

"Qingqing has been here for two months, and she has already been called by the head of the sect. She must be taken out to show off. People are really different."

Mu Qingyun: "..."

Joking and joking, the atmosphere in the martial arts school is good, most of the brothers and sisters are honest, and they don't even listen to the bitter words of jealousy.

Mu Qingyun even felt that they were simpler than students.

It can be seen that the instructors of the Yuncheng Martial Arts School have really put their minds to it, building their own martial arts school into a solid wall, so that all the disciples can just practice martial arts with peace of mind.

"I just got an emergency notice and passed two days in advance."

Chen Yi dragged Mu Qingyun to join the main force.

"We have to be early and go to the department store.

The organizers of the 'Anbang Dingguo' competition are official martial arts gyms from all over the country. Shen Yu, the richest man in the Ming Dynasty, has invested in many big businessmen in the country, so it can be said that he is very rich.

Before the competition, it is inevitable to hold various dance parties and social activities, so before going, the men must dress Zhou Zheng, and the women must buy some new clothes.

Mu Qingyun had no choice but to tell Uncle Li to send a letter to Yue Ling and also to inform Dr. Sheng Liu.

In a hurry, without even preparing their luggage, a group of children were taught to chase ducks to the train station.

Today's Ming Dynasty has just rescued a few bits and pieces of technology from the ruins of the disaster, and there is a lot of waste to be done, and the main means of transportation are mules and horses.

There are trains, and they are only used by ordinary people. They are very different from those of later generations. The iron sheets are painted with a layer of dusty paint, and they all have to be burned with coal, which is very simple.

Fortunately, the Wuguan was quite willing to spend money on the disciples and chose the first-class carriage.

Mu Qingyun took a closer look and found that it was more spacious and luxurious than the train carriages of later generations, and even the toilets were equipped with vanity mirrors.

The seat is very soft, and the whole body sinks into the cushion when sitting down, like sitting on a cloud, feeling like a fairy.

Chen Yi frowned, and said in a low voice, "Something's wrong."

The leader of the team was not Professor Huang.

It was Zhuo Yanfei, their sect master.

"Master Zhuo's retreat should not be over yet."

Chen Yi was very puzzled, but in an Anbang Dingguo competition, where is the need for labor Zhuomenzhu?
In previous years, Huang Jiaoxi was not even used.

This year, Huang Jiaoxi wanted to retire to take care of his life, so he simply sent him on such a business trip, even on business trips and fun.

Over the years, Anbang Dingguo has played very well.

It’s very good-looking, which means that it’s full of the artistic conception of the prosperity of the country and the people’s peace. The masters show it to their heart’s content. This year you win, and next year I will win. Everyone has the bonus, and everyone can share it.

The level of tension is roughly equal to no.

Mu Qingyun yawned, his whole body sank on the warm and comfortable backrest, and said perfunctorily: "It's none of our business, we just play the game."

After speaking, he closed his eyes, wrapped the blanket around his body, and fell asleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Mu Qingyun opened them again, frowned and listened for a while, then stood up and walked quickly to the box in the middle.

In addition to these seats, there are several VIP boxes in the first-class car.

The decoration is even more luxurious than hotel rooms, and the people who live there are of course either rich or expensive. Generally, those with little money would not be willing to live there.

"Qingqing?"

Chen Yi was startled, and before calling for someone, Mu Qingyun had already reached the door of a soft box, and pulled the door open.

In an instant, four people suddenly appeared on the left and right, and blocked the door instantly, with serious eyes.

"who!"

The people in the box were also alert all of a sudden.

Chen Yi quickly shouted: "Qingqing, what's the matter? Don't get me wrong, we are from the Yuncheng Martial Arts Academy, and she is my junior sister."

Those who blocked the door squinted their eyes and said nothing. If they hadn't seen the embroidered characters of Yuncheng Wuguan on Mu Qingyun's collar, they would have dismantled the 'dangerous person' immediately.

Mu Qingyun quickly said: "The sound of the piano is wrong, there are sharp objects hidden in the keys of the piano."

Several people were stunned.

From behind the screen of the private room, two mothers and daughters came out. The mother was in her thirties, and the daughter was in her thirties. They were beautiful in appearance and dignified.

As soon as she came out, the mother waved her hand, making the nervous guard take a step back and said, "Miss, please come in."

"Sorry."

Mu Qingyun walked in without hesitation, ignoring the staring gazes of the guards, walked around the screen, walked to the piano in front of the window, knelt down and inspected it carefully.

"Madam, miss, please stand against the wall."

What she said was categorical, and the mother and daughter subconsciously gave way obediently. Before they could react, Mu Qingyun turned sideways and hit a piano key heavily with the hilt of his sword.

In an instant, a large cluster of fine needles like ox hair flew out.

Mu Qingyun turned his head to avoid it, and nailed the thin needles to the screen.

Several guards were so frightened that their seven orifices rose to the sky.

The mother and daughter were also shocked. The mother hurriedly hugged her daughter, and didn't even dare to stay in this box. She hurried out and looked at Mu Qingyun gratefully: "If it wasn't for this lady, my Yanyan would not know how How about it!"

Mu Qingyun smiled and said, "It's just a matter of raising your hands."

Seeing that the two of them and the guards were still in shock, but there was not much doubt on their expressions, there was probably a target of suspicion, so Mu Qingyun stopped being troublesome, declined their invitation, turned around and joined Chen Yi.

Chen Yi, the senior brothers and the senior sisters were a little helpless after watching the excitement, but they still wanted to praise them, they are all martial arts practitioners, and chivalry is what it should be.

(End of this chapter)