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Looking at the tea cup in front of him quietly, Brother Zhang thought to himself: "This has a sour smell and a villain's success. But I still have to be happy for him. After all, he is my classmate and my fellow villager." Thinking of it, he turned his head slightly, turned his eyes and looked at it quietly, "Now, I deeply feel my sorry. I think my old classmate Brother Zhang will forgive me. This is because I firmly believe that you will forgive me with our black hair."

After waiting for a while, he turned his head slightly, looked at the torrent of steel outside the window, and thought to himself: "You are very suspicious. So, I didn't tell you anything. I never force others to do things, but do it with the flow." Thinking of it, he smiled bitterly, withdrew his gaze, and looked down at it, "After all, this can completely change his current predicament. This is very good." He looked at himself and said to himself, "Well."

Brother Zhang rolled his eyes and looked at it: "Brother Zhang Yi, if you have time, I will ask you to walk with me in the mountains tomorrow. In this way, let's see the scenery of returning home. After all, you and I have worked hard in this prosperous city for a long time, and there are more or less impetuous and attached feelings. Therefore, this requires you to organize your mood and set off again. I need you to give me this face. Your old classmate Wu Bipo sent a text message to him."

He carefully read the short message three times and thought to himself: "This Wu Bipo is still as literary as it is. This makes me happy, and it makes me feel that it has a strong sour taste. Haha, he Wu Bipo is still the same as the Wu Bipo in the past, and it is so sour!" Thinking of it, he smiled a little and put away his cell phone.

He sneezes, then picked up the tea cup and thought to himself: "After all, this good person will be rewarded. In fact, this is also a kind of comfort to the good person. This welfare award can fall on him. I hope it will not make him worse. This is surprising and makes people feel that the God of Thanks for his attachment to him." Thinking of it, he lowered his head to drink tea, knitted his hair on his mobile phone, "Alien Guest." After sending it, he smiled slightly.

"Are you sleepwalking?"

"Mr. Quan, how could I be?"

"Speechless." After posting, I listened to the frog sound quietly and thought to myself, "My world is really different from his world. People from rural commercial banks should generally be different from these people, because of the environment." Thinking of it, I slowly wrote my novel.

Brother Zhang raised his head slightly and thought to himself: "Maybe, the dead brother is still a blessed person, but in the end he got a Feng Shui treasure land. This is exactly the old Chinese saying. This sentence is: 'Blessed people get a blessed land'. Perhaps, that land is the legendary lotus land. The dead brother should be relieved. Wu Bipo, who will take good care of his parents." Thinking of it, he smiled slightly and nodded.

Brother Zhang looked out the window carefully and thought to himself: "Good tea, only good tea is good. Drink it!" Thinking of it, he withdrew his gaze, drank the cup of tea and woven it over, "It's as refreshing as drinking." As he said that, he shrugged his shoulders.

"You have to say something explicitly, I don't have that much energy."

"In this way, you can create a wing of soaring."

"I'm convinced you." After sending, I stopped my fingers and listened to light music, and couldn't help but think in my heart, "Actually, a really happy life requires peace, not the hype of personality. Many people say that they do not need the happy life under power, but have to pay attention to self-freedom. When will this small country and people's thinking stop? Isn't that Syrian thing enough to alert us?" Thinking, I sent it, "Don't tell me about your petty bourgeois life."

Afterwards, Brother Zhang turned his eyes and wove it over: "Happy!" After sending it, he thought to himself, "This does not require a glass of wine, tea can also represent it. This is good, so as not to get drunk and crazy. This is a leisurely writing with me. This is always ten thousand times better than a business social event for wine and meat." Thinking of it, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"Clean and pure is based on a stable living environment. Do you understand?"

"Mr. Quan, can you not put your hat?"

"This is the impression you once gave me."

“Speechless.”

“I’ve gone to write.”

Brother Zhang looked at his cell phone and couldn't help but yawn, thinking in his heart: "This is better than drinking tea at this time. This is not cold-eyed to look at the clouds and smoke in the world, this is not a different kind of trouble, this is not a sleepless person." Thinking of it, he picked up the teacup and cooperated slowly.

After waiting for a while, he couldn't help but leave his cell phone, read it again, frowned slightly, and thought to himself: "This text message does not have an address or specific meeting time. I'm so dizzy!" Thinking of it, he shook his head, and then he thought to himself, "I, an old classmate, have never been to any place to play. Maybe he is worried about his identity, so let me choose the place." Thinking of it, he nodded slightly.

"Play with the alien, Mr. Quan, where do you think I should go?"

"You are not pure in your six senses, and you are afraid you will lose completely."

"Civilization point."

"After a shot? I never like it."

"You just say it."

"You, Mr. Zhang, should go into seclusion and practice."

“Speechless.”

After waiting for a while, seeing that I didn't reply to him, Brother Zhang couldn't help but put down his phone and thought to himself: "When he was in school, he liked to read martial arts novels by famous Hong Kong sects such as Jin Yong, Gu Long, Huang Yi, Liang Yusheng." Thinking of it, he couldn't help but frown, and then thought to himself, "Now, he proposed that he want to go with me to watch a special scenery. Maybe this has already told me the general address?" Thinking of it, he put down his frown and nodded slightly.

He looked at everything in front of him and thought to himself, "I will naturally not take him to the high-end consumption place in the city. This is mainly because he is afraid that he will rush to pay. After all, he only won one million and a half million yuan. After all, he also proposed to go to the mountains and forests. Therefore, it is better to have a little economical economy. He is an economically adaptable man." Thinking of it, he nodded slightly.

After waiting for a long time, he looked at his phone and seemed to remember that she loved classical literature again. He couldn't help but frown, and he thought to himself, "I have an idea." Thinking of it, he picked up his phone and started writing short messages.

The content of the short message is: "Old classmate Wu Bipo: I was very happy and even more relieved when I received your text message. Your writing reminds me of you, my student days. At that time, you were studying in school, walking on the road, and working at home, and martial arts novels almost never leave your hands. At that time, you said you particularly like the novels of Jin Yong and Gu Long, and the novels of Liang Yusheng and Huang Yi, and you seemed to like them too."

Obviously, this writing is a bit wrong. Is he at this level? That shouldn't be. After all, he is also a top student. Otherwise, he is really a problem.

"Martial Arts Feelings." Looking at me, I typed and thought: "Maybe, I can apply the tone of martial arts to my writing to improve the fun of real novels and allow me to gain a certain amount of wealth." Thinking of it, I couldn't help but nod, and then thought to myself, "However, I don't like Guo Jie's feelings for the knights."

Seeing that I did not reply, Brother Zhang wrote while drinking tea: "That martial arts sentiment, I think it has already entered your bone marrow. Recently, you and I met again. I saw what you did, and I was very moved, so naturally he was chivalrous. I think that chivalrous demeanor is your Wu Bipo style. Urban life is really meaningless. So, you and I will go to "Go Back to Come" tomorrow to experience the immortal style? Do you think the Yuanyuan Taoist Temple is worth visiting?"

After Brother Zhang finished editing this, he read it and modified it a little, and then sent it.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!