As a result, it is possible to achieve success.

But, you know, those people are very bad. They always want to cheat us. They make things difficult for us, make excuses, and refuse to work unless we pay them more!

In the spirit of thrift and diligence, and in line with my wife's earnest teachings, we argued with her theories and cited classics to try to convince her. "

"Uh……"

Hong Xiaochen's expression was stiff: "And then... you convinced him to come to the table?"

"clever!"

Hei Muguang gave his eldest brother an approving look.

"There's no reason why the negotiation shouldn't be done over a drinking table! Since they invited us to a drinking contest, even if we're outnumbered, for the sake of our wives' reputation, how can we two brothers be so easily intimidated!

The wine was drunk three rounds after three rounds, and the aged wine was refilled again and again!

The two of us fought our way through all the obstacles, marching forward with triumph, knocking down our opponents one after another, in the end! "

"We have returned victorious!"

Hong Xiaochen understood, and he said with great joy: "We won this victory!"

"No! We lost miserably!"

"???"

"Don't be impatient yet."

Hei Muguang stretched out his hand to stop Hong Xiaochen from asking first, and continued: "We drank so much that our stomachs churned, we vomited all over the place, and lay on the table with dazed eyes, but we still didn't want to give up!

Finally, they were moved by our sincerity and perseverance, and they stopped talking. "Brother, do you understand what I am saying?"

"Could this be the legendary..."

Hong Xiaochen's eyes widened, his voice trembling: "Sell, sell misery?!"

"That's right! Big brother is very understanding!"

Hei Muguang slapped his thigh and pointed his finger, saying, "Think about it, after hearing about our tragic experience and our strong character, would they still be willing to scold us? No!

On the contrary, they will feel distressed, moved, and comfort us in a gentle voice! "

[Mu Guang, you don't have to work so hard, I will feel bad! ]

[Xiao Chen, you...husband, please lie down and rest. I will make you some hangover soup to warm your stomach...]

The imaginary scenes that popped up in their heads gradually became inappropriate for children, ahem…

"Haha, let's do it!"

“Problem solved, plenty of time!”

"Do it!"*2

“Hahahahahaha!”*2

...............

"strangeness……"

Heiyang scratched his head, looking confused: "I seemed to hear Moying say that my dad called me a big pants bastard???"

"Well……"

Hei Yang shook his head, smiled, and slapped the evil shadow away: "Impossible, impossible, he is my biological father, how could he scold me, hahahaha..."

"Xiaoyang? What are you mumbling about?"

The old gentleman, who looked much older than he had imagined, sat in the armchair, looking at the most talented student he had ever taught with a puzzled look on his face.

"Could it be some of the words and phrases you young people use?"

"Ah, haha, teacher, no, nothing, I just suddenly thought of something, it's okay, it's okay, haha."

Heiyang's forehead was covered with sweat. He subconsciously stood up straight from the cabinet and changed the subject with a wry smile.

"But you, I didn't expect that you still remember me after so many years of no contact, hahaha."

"Oh, if I were to say that the students I taught have never forgotten..."

The old man raised his book, his cloudy eyes shifted slightly to the right, and he grinned, revealing his few teeth. He smiled slyly, "That's a lie. I've taught so many kids, how could I remember them all? Hahaha!"

"But, those who are at the top of the class and those who are at the bottom of the class always get into trouble..."

The old man chuckled and said, "I remember it very clearly. Which one do you think you are?"

"That must be..."

Heiyang confidently raised his thumb and grinned, "This one!"

"Yeah, that's right. You did leave a deep impression on me back then. So much so that when I taught the next few classes, I often used you to attack them. Hahaha!"

"Ah this..."

Heiyang chuckled twice, not knowing how to answer.

"Oh, you're so old, and you're still shy."

The old man chuckled a few times, and when he saw Heiyang's expression, he stopped teasing him and turned to look inside the bookstore.

The old man’s Qingbai Bookstore is very large, and its scale is not much different from those big bookstores in big cities.

There are many bookshelves and various styles of books, but his shop does not only have the classics that he advocates. Although those do occupy a large part of it, the old man is also very tolerant of other types of books.

But don’t ask about the kind of questions about two little guys fighting. It’s disrespectful to ask!

Heiyang found out that the shop was not run by the old man alone, but he also had two sons and two daughters, as well as a grandson and a granddaughter, who often came to the shop to help and take care of the old man, so he could be said to be enjoying a happy family life.

"But I didn't expect..."

The old man looked in a certain direction in the store, and his sight seemed to pass through the corner heavily obscured by the bookshelves and see another of his former students.

He looked at Heiyang with a smile: "But I didn't expect that you two would actually be together. The feelings of the dolls, ha, are a bit unexpected."

He still remembered that every time Hongli was out of school, the little boy in front of him would lie on the wall and look at her eagerly, and he also knew that they had a very good relationship.

However, at that time, these two children gave him the feeling of an older brother and a younger sister.

"Ahem, hahaha, well, friendship occasionally goes bad!"

Heiyang's face turned red and he could only smile awkwardly.

"Okay, okay, don't be nervous, this is a good thing."

The old man waved his hand and smiled, "I just wonder if there will be a seat for me at the wedding?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I must have it!"

Hei Yang nodded and said: "If there is no seat left, I will kill someone I don't have a good relationship with and make room for you!"

"Oh, still so frivolous..."

The old man cursed with a smile, and thinking that the girl seemed to have the same temper back then, he shook his head with a smile.

"It's no wonder you two... Ha, forget it, go and see her. The old man is tired, take a nap, ha."

"Well……"

Looking at the old man covering his face with a book, Heiyang thought to himself, is this how the teacher sleeps when reading...

"Then I'll go."

"..."

The old man waved his hand.

"Um……"

Heiyang stood up, stretched, and looked towards Hongli's position. His vision could actually penetrate the obstruction of the bookshelf.

"Let me take a look. What kind of book are you reading? Are you so engrossed in it?"

[Your contract partner (red glass) is on fire, and the magical power Nirvana (purple) is transforming...]

Hei Yang: "???"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 300 Question: Are exercise books such as exercises for consolidation, improvement, and optimization training considered books?

"Oh my goodness, this plot..."

Hongli stood in a well-lit place in the bookstore, holding a book in both hands, reading the words on the pages intently. Her smooth face was rosy. She swayed her body subconsciously and kept muttering something with her little mouth.

“Although I’ve seen a lot of plots that create an anxious atmosphere and then have the heroine appear at the critical moment, this is also the author’s usual method.

However, he is worthy of being the master who wrote the first two wonderful works, and the sequel is as awesome as ever!

Even with this kind of plot, the psychological state of the characters can be portrayed and described. It's great, great, except that the foreshadowing is too long...

Well, but it's true, all these foreshadowings are necessary. How can the villain be portrayed to be so hateful? It turns out that smart people with bad intentions are more harmful. Fortunately, my family only has honest children.

But then again, damn, I was really fucked, it was so hot, so hot, it felt like my whole body was on fire!"

Hongli's face turned red with excitement as she watched the heroine finally take off her camouflage dress and put on her battle robe. The red dress rustled and she looked heroic.

The heroine swung her knife and first cut a hideous-looking guy into two pieces, then grabbed the little head of the mastermind behind the scenes, and with a snap, the head shattered to the ground. Amid the villain's screams and wails, her heart, liver, lungs, and intestines fell to the ground. It was really satisfying!

"Taihang spicy! Taihang spicy! That's how it should be, right? And that pretty boy, he's neither yin nor yang, always causing trouble, he should be chopped off too! If I say skin him alive, I mean skin him alive!

Yes, that's it, I want to see a river of blood! This is what a straightforward good girl like me should see!

What was that group of people like last month? They were all crying, scheming, and talking about trivial matters without any sense of purpose!

It would be fine if you really had a high IQ. It was obvious that if you just stabbed her at the beginning, nothing would have happened. Why did you have to give her chances again and again, selling out your family and your master, selling out your master and your teammates, and in the end you won inexplicably?

How can you beat the villain? I don't understand! Damn it!

Tsk, I'm about to learn bad things from watching this, let's have more positive energy!"

"call……"

Hongli closed the book in her hand, took a deep breath, raised her head, showed a cheerful expression, and said happily: "Very good! I will give you an extra copy for the fine collection on the bookshelf! Go and pay!"

Hongli hummed a little tune and was about to turn around to pay the bill.

"boom!"

A ball of fire suddenly jumped out from Hongli's hand and instantly engulfed the book in her hand. A burning smell slowly wafted over!

"Ah?"

Hongli wrinkled her nose slightly, tilted her head, raised the gray "book" in her hand to her eyes, with a dazed look on her face.

"Wow!"

The books turned into countless ashes and fell down. Hongli's hands were empty, her pupils shrank, and a big question mark popped up on her little head.

Who is she, where is she, what is she going to do?

Where are her books? Where are her books? Where are her books?

What is that pile of dust on the floor? It can’t be her lovely book, can it? It can’t be!

Hongli's pupils dilated again, then slowly blurred. Her little heart trembled, and the psychological shadow flooded into her mind again.

Secret room, comics, seclusion, breakthrough, flame...

“Black Sun…”

Hongli froze there for a few moments before she came to her senses. She pouted in grievance and subconsciously wanted to call on her boyfriend to protect her.

As a result, there was a sudden pain in her throat, as if there was a surge of anger, rushing straight to the tip of her nose, and the feeling was just like seeing Heiyang being washed and tied up and thrown in front of her...

"Cough...cough..."

Hong Li couldn't help coughing twice, shook off the dust on her hands, took out a large water cup, tapped it lightly with her fingertips, filled it with spiritual energy and blew directly into the bottle.

“Tons, tons, tons…”

"Hey! Xiaoli!"

A hand suddenly reached out and patted Hongli on the shoulder. Heiyang walked around the bookshelf and came behind Hongli, and asked cheerfully: "How is it, did you find the book you wanted to read?"

“Tonton… huh?”

Hongli moved the water cup away, brushed her hair, and saw Heiyang smiling at her from behind. She was about to reply, but before she could swallow the water that was bulging in her cheeks, a surge of anger surged from her throat again.