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Chapter 780: Go home for dinner

 So when Wen Rensheng finished his mysterious sneak performance, Ji Zhengyan just sneered, completely losing his shock.

"Master, are you too happy..." Wen Rensheng said helplessly.

Of course he knew why Ji Zhengyan was sneering, but he couldn't explain it to him.

"Of course I'm happy. I'm glad that I saw you right. Geniuses always like to take shortcuts by relying on cleverness, because their minds are fast enough and they can always think of some solutions that others can't think of."

"However, when they get to the end, they will find that the road ahead through cleverness is full of traps."

Ji Zhengyan calmed down and said calmly.

Wen Rensheng has nothing to say.

On the surface, what the other party said was not wrong, and it was precisely what he often used to teach his students.

This is really tit for tat. It’s not that I won’t retaliate, but the time has not yet come.

"Go back." Ji Zhengyan waved his hand and said.

"Oh." Wen Rensheng subconsciously turned around and left.

But just as he reached the entrance of the courtyard, he felt something was wrong and walked back again.

"Master, where do you want me to go back?"

"Wherever you come from, go back."

Ji Zhengyan said coldly.

Wen Rensheng was stunned. He could tell the truth and lies in the other person's words.

He is such a smart person, and after being influenced by many philosophical thoughts in his previous life, he immediately understood that he had indeed made a mistake before.

He was indeed taking a shortcut and just wanted to rely on the bonus brought by the mysterious seed to fool Ji Zhengyan.

He just wants to obtain the opponent's more than 10,000 mysterious skills and obtain the upper limit of mystery.

He did not really meet the conditions required by the other party.

Ji Zhengyan's words were like a ladle of ice water pouring down on him in the cold winter, waking him up from the mania of becoming the God of War.

Wen Rensheng said nothing, but bowed deeply to Ji Zhengyan, then turned and left.

As the sound of the vehicle starting sounded, Ji Zhengyan looked at Wen Rensheng's leaving figure and stood in the yard.

At his feet, the pile of drinks and fried chicken snacks appeared again.

Suddenly, he kicked me.

Carbonated drinks and fried chicken were scattered all over the sky.

Some fell on his head, leaving him in a state of confusion.

"If you can't do well as a disciple and you can't teach as a disciple, what else can you accomplish?"

…………

Wen Rensheng, who was driving, heard a "bang" sound coming from the backyard behind him.

His mood became a little heavier.

It seems that Master Ji is very angry.

It’s better to take it seriously and practice all three skills to the master level, and then ask Teacher Qin to improve one or two...

Of course, he will not back down just because the other party scolds him.

A perfect person is one who has the courage to face the bleak life, the dripping blood, raises his head and crosses the storm to reach the other side of light.

When he returned home, he announced to everyone that he would practice hard for a period of time, and if there was no big problem in the future, don't come to him.

Congren was a little surprised.

"What happened?" Wu Shanshan asked with concern.

"It's nothing, I just feel that the foundation is a bit weak, the improvement is too fast, and it needs to be thoroughly consolidated."

"That's good. Your strength is growing quite fast. I wanted to tell you that you have to be patient and hone your skills so that you can go further." Wen Rende came over and patted his son on the shoulder.

He rarely saw Wen Rensheng with a serious expression, because there were few things that could stump him.

I saw him again today, and he was obviously stimulated by something.

It was probably something that happened to Ouyang Tian before. After all, there were some rumors coming from the family, saying that Wen Rensheng's reputation was not loud enough, and there were still people who dared to tease the tiger's beard...

Wen Rensheng nodded, then said a few words to everyone, and finally one person left home.

"Is the teacher okay?" Zhao Han asked worriedly.

Because her alien species just appeared.

"No one knows how long it will take for Wen Rensheng to come back after leaving."

"It seems it will take a long time for him to come back." Wang Wenwen said quietly from the side.

"Perhaps he was stimulated by something. Could it be that he was hit while running for cousin Ouyang?" Many classic plots flashed through Zhao Han's mind.

Why are you being ridiculed? The greater the power, the greater the responsibility...

"Perhaps so. After all, he has always been a person who values ​​family relationships. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to great lengths to match everyone with the mutant species." Wu Liansong sighed and said with envy.

In the past, he was very opposed to his daughter and Wen Rensheng being together for the sake of face.

Now it seems that the other party is indeed a person worth trusting, at least he will never be like those scumbags nowadays.

Ouyang Ling watched her son go away worriedly. After a while, she went outside to make a phone call.

On the other end of the phone was Ouyang Tian, ​​who was using a spider puppet to scout a mysterious place.

After hearing Wen Rensheng's performance just now, he couldn't stop crying.

Even though he had his head shaved and was taken to various places for interrogation, he never felt aggrieved.

You have to take responsibility for what you do.

This is something I learned early in the Tianxing Club.

He beats ordinary people, gets angry, and has to bear the consequences.

But now, he has actually caused someone as arrogant and reserved as his cousin, someone as powerful as him, to go into seclusion and practice hard because of the stimulation.

One of the things he hates most is causing trouble for others because of his own affairs.

Just like before, although he envied the mutants, he never pestered his cousin to find a mutant for him because of his good relationship with him.

If it were some countless relatives, they would definitely do that. They always think that whatever their relatives have belongs to their own family...

He secretly made up his mind to become stronger, strong enough to help others instead of just accepting everyone's help.

…………

Evening.

Wen Renshengjia, restaurant.

Everyone looked at each other in amazement and dumbfounded, only looking at Wen Rensheng feasting there alone.

In a short period of time, he had already eaten half a pot of rice, three kilograms of pork chops, and five pig trotters...

"It all depends on what I do. Hurry up and eat. My father's cooking skills are getting better and better." Wen Rensheng poured a bowl of vegetable soup into his mouth without raising his head.

"I'll make some more," Wen Rende said helplessly.

"I'm full." Zhao Han stood up.

They all thought that Wen Rensheng was so stimulated by Ouyang Tian's incident that he wanted to run away from home to practice cultivation. It might take him half a year to come back.

Unexpectedly, I went out in the morning and came back for dinner in the evening.

The family relationship that everyone had worked so hard to cultivate was all wasted.

"I suddenly remembered a joke." Wu Shanshan said lightly.

"What's the joke?" Zhao Han sat back again.

"Once upon a time, there was a five-year-old child who rolled up his toys and ran away from home because he was criticized by his father. His father asked him, what should you do if you are hungry when you go out?"

"Go home for dinner."

"What should I do if my clothes are dirty?"

"Take it home and let mom wash it."

"The father turned around and said to the child's mother, I understand, our child is going to college..."

"Uh, I was like this when I was a kid. Are you talking about me?" Zhao Han said speechlessly.

"I accidentally hurt you, but I don't apologize."

But the family atmosphere quickly became warm again.

They should have thought long ago that with Wen Rensheng's character, how could he run away from home and practice in seclusion at the slightest stimulation?


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