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231 Secret Tibetan Medicine

In fact, this noodle soup just looks spicy, but it doesn’t taste too much. In short, as a Kyoto native, Zhou Nan has a good acceptance.

A bowl of noodles took less than ten minutes to get it done. Zhou Nan and the King looked at each other and tacitly divided He Yang's untouched noodles.

There was no rush to go back to the hotel. Liu Tianming took Zhou Nan to walk around the streets and treat it as a food after a meal. As a result, no one stipulates that celebrities must go to the gym for exercise.

Zhou Nan felt a little strange at this moment. He never thought that one day he would wander around in the small town of Xichuan with Liu Tianming without being watched.

Liu Tianming was actually very comfortable, "I am very grateful to this character, and I am fortunate to have such a time when I can be an ordinary person."

Zhou Nan could not empathize too much. After all, he had not lived in the spotlight for more than 40 years and had no say, but this did not prevent him from "learning" He Yang's skills.

"I am very grateful to Liu Tianming for bringing us so many classics and memories."

Liu Tianming smiled iconically, "I will admit that even if I flatter you," said Mr. Zhou!

As he was about to enter the commercial mutual bragging session, Zhou Nan first raised his hand to surrender, "Brother Ming, I have no lies. I can't tell you all the film and television works you have made since your debut, right? I have heard and watched most of them."

"I'm old, now it's the world of you young people," Liu Tianming sighed a little, "I've been not as talented since my debut. I'm not outstanding in singing, dancing and acting. To be honest, I was very envious of geniuses like you when I was young."

"But he is the hardest one. You have also said that those who work hard will not be bad." Knowing that with the experience of the King of Heaven, Zhou Nan actually didn't need these chicken soup, so he sent the words back intact.

Liu Tianming laughed at himself, "The stupid bird flies first."

"God loves stupid kids~", Zhou Nan answered casually, because the tune was too familiar, he couldn't help singing it out...

"Inspiration suddenly appeared?" Liu Tianming was envious, "It sounds good, is there more?"

Zhou Nan shook his head, and it would be too unreal to "create" two songs in a row within a few hours.

Liu Tianming breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. It was obvious that the inspiration for the creation of this song should have come from him, but unfortunately he couldn't hear the full version.

In fact, the lyrics of this song "Stupid Kid" are a true portrayal of Liu Tianming's 20 years of his career. Without this person, no one can do so.

Zhou Nan had no idea of ​​bringing it out, just let it go.

Liu Tianwang is famous for making friends and being righteous, and he is indeed quite satisfied with his appetite after contact.

Zhou Nan couldn't help but think that if the king really came to invite the song, he wouldn't be able to consider "tailoring it". Because some songs "born" come with their own labels, such as "Stupid Kid", and... "17 Years Old".

There are actually many such songs, which are not suitable for him to sing them by himself, so... can you develop a new business, man?

Well, there is no need.

Thoughts were freed freely, and Zhou Nan followed Liu Tianming to hold the road.

There is no dazzling night view in the small county town, but only a few street lights, street stalls add some popularity.

While chatting, Liu Tianming looked over one by one with interest, and did not even miss a small stall such as bracelets and Tibetan silver and mi medicine.

Maybe these stalls that ordinary people are used to are more rare in the eyes of the king who cannot go shopping casually.

Zhou Nan looked at him casually with a lack of interest. Who said that these things are really bought?

There should be some, otherwise it would not be possible to be here over the years.

Not only to look at it, Liu Tianming also spoke Hong Kong-style Mandarin and chatted with the national clothing stall owner selling Tibetan medicine, asking about the effects of various grassroots leaves, and seemed to be quite interested.

Thanks to the darkness of the sky, the street lights were dim, and no one noticed such a distinctive combination of faces and accents.

Seeing that the King of Heaven was still in high spirits, he became more and more excited as he asked, Zhou Nan could only watch the things on the stall to pass the time.

Alas? What is this?

Zhou Nan's eyes froze.

I saw a few photos inconspicuously placed in the corner of the stall next to a pile of Tibetan medicine. Most people wouldn't notice it if they didn't pay attention, especially in the current weather.

With Zhou Nan's eyesight, he can only see the outline clearly.

He picked it up and leaned in front of him, but he didn't see that it was really a gun in the photo?

Zhou Nan took the rest of the photos one by one, and they were really guns, but the only difference was that they were different in length and model.

What kind of way? If you don’t understand, ask.

"Boss, what is this?" Zhou Nan raised the photo.

The stall owner of the national costume glanced at it and replied casually, "Toy gun."

Toy?

Zhou Nan was not very satisfied with this answer, because the objects in the photo looked quite sophisticated and not as simple as toys.

Moreover, a part-time selling Tibetan medicine toys? Isn’t it a bit cross-border?

Let’s take a step back, even if there is such a cross-border, why not just put it out and put photos?

It doesn't make sense.

Seeing this, Liu Tianming ignored the Tibetan medicine and came over to see the photos, with a subtle expression.

After all, he has filmed so many police and gangster films, but he still has his eyes. The thing in the photo is definitely not a past that can be explained by just a toy.

Although there is not much evidence to support it, even though he was suspended, Zhou Nan still couldn't turn a blind eye.

then...

"Toy gun~", suspicious in my heart, but Zhou Nan was not exposed at all, and even showed a hint of regret at the right time. "Actually, I like hunting quite a lot. I have always wanted to buy an air gun, but unfortunately I am too strict now..."

You are so timid, you haven't even touched a real gun for so long!

Unexpectedly, the stall owner looked at Zhou Nan, but instead said, "Are you a student, and you still have a hobby for hunting?"

Zhou Nan pushed the black frame, "...". Success is the result, glasses are the result, failure is the result!

At the critical moment, Liu Tianming came out to save the scene, "Why can't you like it? I took him to hunt on the mountain when I was a child!"

Wow, this on-the-spot reaction is OK!

Zhou Nan silently gave a thumbs up.

The national service stall owner really put down his doubts, "You really want to buy it?"

Zhou Nan did not say anything, and Liu Tianming nodded firmly.

The national service stall owner immediately said, "You really want to buy it, but the things are not here..."

He waved to the darkness and two strong guys walked out of the corner.

Zhou Nan, “…”.

Good guy, are there three people watching in a small stall? It’s getting worse and worse!

He didn't say that he just didn't want to involve Liu Tianming in the incident. He then found a chance to come back and inquire. But who would have thought that the king's "interest" was more than him?

The strong guy quickly walked in front of him, and the stall owner signaled Zhou Nan and the others to follow.
Chapter completed!
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