Doted on his wife: uncle, love fiercely

Chapter 110 Accept apprentices!

Feng Lao's words instantly silenced the scene.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, looking at Feng Lao and Mi Xia in surprise.

Feng Lao has not accepted a single student since he became famous, not a single one in the past 30 years!
He kicked out so many outstanding young people who were apprentices from above.

Feng Lao's achievements are as proud as his character.

Everyone felt that it was impossible for him to accept students in his life.

But they didn't expect that one day they would see with their own eyes that Feng Lao took the initiative and offered to take him as a disciple!
And what he said was not accepting as a student, but a disciple!

The word "disciple" was passed down from the mouth of the older generation.

Students are simply teaching knowledge, but the relationship is not intimate.

But the disciples are different. Once accepted as a disciple, the master will teach everything he has learned in his life.

This kind of relationship is closer than teachers and students, more like relatives and friends!
And it's a lifetime thing!

To be appreciated by Feng Lao, not only the people present and in front of the computer, but even the judges at the scene were shocked!

Mi Xia was also stunned. She had only seen Feng Lao's title on TV and computer before, and she always liked his works very much.

I even hoped to get his guidance, but I didn't expect that one day, this wish would really come true!

She was so surprised that she was speechless for a while.

Feng Lao couldn't wait to hear her answer, so he held her domineeringly.

"It doesn't matter! From today onwards, you will be my disciple, Feng Sheng! If you promise, you have to promise, if you don't, you have to promise!"

"Don't worry, good apprentice, if anyone dares to bully you again in the future, I will make him look good!"

As he spoke, he pointedly glanced in the direction of Professor Yuan.

Misha laughed happily.

"Feng Lao! I am willing! My dream is to be your disciple!"

Feng Sheng nodded in satisfaction.

"well."

With that said, he pulled Misha and triumphantly walked in front of the other judges.

"Get to know him, this is my new disciple."

He said braggingly.

Several judges looked disgusted. Of course they knew that Mi Xia was a contestant.

Isn't it just to recognize a disciple?

What's there to show off?
There are more than a dozen disciples under their name, have they shown off?

Show off?

They thought for a while, then looked at Misha again.

However, if they also accept such a genius as a disciple, they must make a big splash, right?

Forget it, who made Feng Laoshou so fast, they were snatched away before they could even react.

A group of people were in different moods, and had long put aside the matter of the game.

The host came over with a sad face and asked cautiously.

"Judges, that...the competition is not over yet."

Feng Lao turned his head and glared at him.

"Nonsense, in this situation, do we still need to compare? Ask the audience, who is number one?"

The host turned his head dumbfounded.

Before asking, all the audience shouted in unison.

"Misha! Misha! Misha!"

This scene spread to every computer and TV, and spread to every corner.

In a dimly lit attic, a computer also plays the progress of the game.

When the audience below shouted Misha's name in unison, there was something happily dangling in the darkness.

If you look closely, you will find that it is a flexible tail.

With the sound of the audience shouting, it swings rhythmically.

(End of this chapter)