My imagination has come true

Chapter 91 Reporters

Mu Qingyun and Zhao Xiangke saluted each other politely, looked at each other with a smile, got off the ring, and went back to their respective homes.

As soon as Zhao Xiang left the martial arts arena, his face suddenly collapsed, and he held his chest and said, "Senior Brother, how did you inquire about the information? You are still soft, little sister, you want to take care of her? Is he attentive? You are attentive." Is there any?"

"Why don't you know how to take care of me!"

Yanzimen up and down: "..."

"Master Zhuo really, our Swallow Sect and Baiyun Sect have been friends for many years, yet they did such a crazy thing."

If it wasn't for Zhuo Yan flying over to get close, all kinds of explicit hints, saying that Zhang Qing is young and has a short time to get started, let his family Zhao Xiang take it easy, and definitely don't hurt Zhang Qingqing.

They also wouldn't tell their juniors to take good care of the little girl on the premise that they knew that Zhang Qingqing defeated Sun Feifei with one move.

Now that Mu Qingqing has won consecutive victories against Sun Feifei and Zhao Xiang, two outstanding contemporary rookies, it can be said that she has become famous in the first battle.

Zhuo Yanfei watched the children laughing and joking from a distance, feeling happy and worried at the same time.

The little seedlings at home don't need to worry about pruning and watering, and they grow taller by themselves. Naturally, they should be happy.

But if it grows too fast, it may be in danger of being broken by the wind, which is really worrying.

Fortunately, the competition committee is also very concerned about the safety of young warriors. The older generation will eventually pass away, and the future belongs to young people.

Although it is necessary to get rid of Mu Luosheng, he cannot use his own future to fill in the hole.

Their family, Qingqing, has great potential and a bright future. The competition committee wished they could tie a rope and take care of them carefully.

Even if Qingqing is young and impulsive, if she is willing to fight Mu Luosheng, the elders will not agree.

Regardless of the entanglement of the elders, Mu Qingyun seriously analyzed the next round of opponents when he returned to the room, and prepared until the dead of night before he touched his growling stomach and ran out to look for food.

It's getting late, and the waiters have to rest too.

On the contrary, Wang Jiaoxi and the others knew that the children had the habit of eating late at night, so they rented a small kitchen from the hotel and left them to watch the fire.

It is also convenient for anyone who is hungry to go to the kitchen to cook some porridge and order noodles.

When Mu Qingyun entered the kitchen, there were two young men dressed as chefs sitting on the recliner and dozing off. When they saw her enter the door, they quickly stood up to greet her.

"Don't get up, go to sleep, I will cook some simple dishes to eat."

Mu Qingyun's cooking skills are quite skilled.

Stew the rice until half-cooked, cut a piece of sausage and put it on top, adjusted a little sauce, cut a few slices of bamboo shoots, poured them into the pot and stewed them for a while.

Not long after, the wooden cover was lifted, and the hot air exploded with fragrance.

Mu Qingyun took a deep breath, took out a large bowl, and stuffed it into his mouth mouthful regardless of the heat.

"call."

Aside from that, in terms of ingredients, they are still good in this era.

The rice is fragrant and glutinous, and the sausage is also cooked authentically.

Mu Qingyun was eating deliciously, when a few heads poked out from the kitchen, they were Zhuo Sect Master, Wang Jiaoxi, Situ Qingshuang, senior Li from the competition committee, and several other disciples from other sects.

Blinking, Mu Qingyun gave the door owner and the others the bowls and chopsticks with a special wink.

"Qingqing, don't move, eat yours, others want to eat it themselves."

Zhuo Yanfei laughed.

Everyone responded one after another, smiling and lining up by themselves.

Situ Qingshuang was in the first row, holding a ceramic bowl, casually found a decorative stone pier at the door of the kitchen and sat down, and started eating leisurely, with a very upright manner, but he ate better than Master Zhuo and the others. Much faster.

Mu Qingyun felt a little surprised for a moment.

When we first met, Master Situ was not what he is now.

He seems to be obsessed with cleanliness, he has a big posture, and he always rides on floats decorated with gold and silver when he travels. He seems to be the kind of character who is not very down-to-earth.

At this time, it seems a bit obedient.

Zhuo Yanfei took the second place, took the shovel and shoveled the sausage in the pot to Mu Qingyun first, and then filled the rest for himself.

Wang Jiaoxi couldn't laugh or cry: "It's like we don't know how to love Qingqing."

Mu Qingyun smiled.

However, the sausage is really delicious.

A group of people sat together and ate together. Mu Qingyun's cooking skills are really good. Although it is just an ordinary 'lazy rice', after seasoning it with her skillful hands, it tastes fresh and rich, leaving a fragrance on the lips and teeth.

Zhuo Yanfei turned to look at Chen Yi who was sitting beside her: "Chen Yi, you just need to admit defeat tomorrow."

Chen Yi agreed.

Tomorrow her opponent is Situ Qingshuang.

"The Anbang Dingguo Tournament turned out to be like this, hey."

Mr. Li was a little helpless.

As a member of the competition committee, he has done it seven times, and it has never been as troublesome as this time.

Zhuo Yanfei looked solemn.

Situ Qingshuang licked the last grain of rice into his mouth, swallowed it down and said softly, "Don't worry, seniors. I have a sword that can break rivers and seas, split mountains and rocks, win trees and fall to life, and die if I can't win."

Zhuo Yanfei was furious when he heard it.

Senior Li was also angry: "You young people, open your mouth to die for the country, shut your mouth and sacrifice your life, do you think you are a hero?"

"They are all dead, who will go to work? If His Royal Highness is recruited again, how many years can we old guys fight?"

Mu Qingyun didn't listen to their rants, and after eating in two or three bites, he hurriedly slipped back to sleep.

For the next five days, Mu Qingyun won successive battles, and the fiercer the battle, the more harmonious the aura of his body became, and his realm was quite stable.

After the match, Chen Yi laughed and said, "Qingqing is in a bad position now, and she has gained a high popularity in her gestures."

After these five days, Chen Yi took the initiative to concede defeat against Situ Qingshuang and was eliminated.

The other senior brothers and sisters in the back were also eliminated one after another.

Mu Qingyun didn't even expect that it was her, a junior junior who hadn't started for a long time, who was still standing on the ring.

The audience outside the stadium probably didn't expect it either.

After the last match of the day, Mu Qingyun quickly grabbed a handful of peanuts from Chen Yi's hand, and stuffed them to the red-eyed little opponent.

Her opponent in this match was a little sister, 14 years old, a young lady from the Yun family in Jiangnan, named Yun Duo'er.

Yun Duo'er has a good marksmanship. On the ring just now, Mu Qingyun was dazzled by the sight, it was dotted with cold stars, the silver light was like practice, and the water could not penetrate it.

She couldn't hold it back for a moment, and her strike was a little ruthless.

The little girl was beaten so abruptly that she wiped her tears.

Mu Qingyun hurried over to coax her.

Click!

Suddenly there was a flash of light, and when Mu Qingyun turned his head, he saw that the cameras on the martial arts field had been set up.

Two photographers were taking pictures of the audience.

Cameras are extremely rare nowadays, and there are not two photo studios in the capital.

As expected of being sponsored by the richest man, Anbang Ding Guo is really rich.

Mu Qingyun shook his head, and finally coaxed Yun Duo'er to stop crying, and he was relieved.

"She is Zhang Qingqing, she is really young and beautiful."

On the sidelines of the martial arts arena, several "hib" reporters from historians were in a hurry to interview some of the big favorites in the Anbang Dingguo Competition.

Xie Ruo didn't go over to join in the fun, but just stared at Zhang Qingqing.

She had noticed this one early in the morning, and from the day she first defeated Sun Feifei, she felt that Zhang Qingqing would be a very great fighter.

Xie Ruo couldn't help but took out his notebook and began to write vigorously. Not only did he ask a bunch of people about their impressions of Ms. Zhang in the martial arts arena, but he also didn't sleep at all when he returned home.

(End of this chapter)