The group of Confucian disciples were surrounding the guy, pointing and shouting about something.
Tianming couldn't quite hear what they were talking about specifically, but it seemed like they were questioning the clerk about something.
After being stunned for a moment, Tianming's low-spirited mood suddenly disappeared, replaced by the youthful spirit that surged into his heart.
Not to mention that he is determined to be a generation of heroes who help people in need. He can't stand this kind of behavior of bullying the less, but for the sake of that guy, he won't sit idly by.
There is an inn where the number of waiters responsible for delivering food to Little Saint Xian Manor is not fixed, but there are only three or two people who come and go. After all, how many helpers can an inn need?
The waiter who is currently surrounded, Shi Lan, is the one who delivers food the most frequently among all the waiters. In the words of other waiters, as long as Shi Lan is in the inn, this job will basically be handed over to him.
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At the same time, he is also the most taciturn of all the guys.
Tianming met him on the first day he came to Youjian Inn. Anyone who is not stupid and has no big memory problems will know that Tianming, who has somehow become a Confucian disciple, must have a close relationship with his shopkeeper.
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Logically speaking, in this case, even if you don't dare to expose the relationship between the boss and Tianming in Confucianism, you will at least talk to him more. For example, the other food delivery guys will say something to Tianming when they see him.
Some or not.
The only exception is Shilan.
More than half a month has passed, and the two of them have met no less than ten times, but the total words they have spoken are not enough for ten sentences, and most of them are short sentences. When converted into words, they are probably not even fifty words.
So in terms of relationship, the two of them are strangers, but Tianming is willing to protect him.
Because in the past half month, Tianming had ruined the meal that the cook Ding had worked so hard to prepare more than once. Every time, Shi Lan took the initiative to clean up the mess and never said a word of blame for Tianming's reckless behavior.
For Tianming, this was a kindness, and he also believed that Shi Lan was a good person.
Shi Lan is a good person, and these gangsters who gather around to bully others are definitely not good people!
Naturally, the hero Tianming cannot sit idly by and ignore it.
Taking three steps and two steps at a time, Tianming squeezed directly between the two parties, opened his arms to protect Shi Lan behind him, and shouted loudly, "Stop it!"
"It's so abominable that so many people bully him!"
Among the Confucian disciples opposite, the leader was a little fat man. His family background and martial arts knowledge were among the best among their group of students, so he naturally became a moderate leader.
He has always looked down upon Tianming, who appeared out of nowhere and made a big splash by defeating Gongsun Linglong, and targeted him everywhere. It just so happened that Tianming's performance during this period was quite...unsightly, so
I was often laughed at by him.
Seeing that Tian Ming suddenly appeared and insisted on being a good person, the little fat man immediately laughed and said, "Isn't this our carpenter's brush, hero Zi Ming?"
"Ah ha ha ha ha..."
As soon as he said this, a group of Confucian disciples burst into laughter, and the air was filled with a happy atmosphere.
When Tianming heard that they called him such an unpleasant nickname, his nose suddenly became angry.
But in fact, this is really not the nickname given to him by these Confucian disciples. The main reason is all his own.
He has always been able to play tricks, and he also loves to play tricks. When others laugh at him, he will inevitably want to refute it, and the most suitable status for him to brag about is naturally that of a Mohist tycoon.
The problem is that he is now hiding in Confucianism and cannot reveal his identity.
Tian Ming would get angry and get angry, but Shao Yu would not do that, so he would stop him in time every time. However, he would inevitably spit out a few words that were unclear to the pronunciation, and Shao Yu would use a carpenter's brush to fend off everyone.
And then...it became his nickname.
It happened that this unpleasant nickname came from him, and Tianming could only break his teeth and swallow blood, recognizing it with force, unable to refute it.
But when I hear it, I will inevitably get angry.
"Hmph!" He snorted again, and Tianming rarely picked up the weapon of words, and sarcastically said, "You guys are like this, and you still call yourself a modest gentleman. I think you are just a bunch of scoundrels!"
"You brat! What do you know!" Upon hearing this, the fat man opposite was not happy either. He pointed at Shi Lan behind Tianming, "Do you know who he is?"
"There's something wrong with your brain!" Tianming rolled his eyes, as if he was facing a fool, "He brings you food every day, who do you think he is?"
"Wrong!" the little fat man sneered and refuted loudly, "He is a member of the Yin-Yang family, a spy sent by the Yin-Yang family to plot against Confucianism!"
"Ah?" Tian Ming yelled in confusion, turning to look at Shi Lan, who had his head lowered, "He? A spy from the Yin Yang family?"
"There really is something wrong with your brains. You just call someone a spy without any clue."
"Besides...it doesn't look like a spy!"
"Ha!" The little fat man smiled contemptuously, "What an idiot!"
"Did you know that a few days ago, the Second Master and the Third Master discovered the signal signs of the Yin Yang Family around Zhuangzi?"
"So?"
The little fat man kept his unruly face and continued, "In the past two days, we have discovered that this person is sneaky and doesn't know what he wants to do."
"He must have received the secret code from the joint and is planning some conspiracy!"
"Ah this..." Tian Ming scratched his head, feeling that these Confucian disciples were really suffering from some serious illness.
Shi Lan is just a bit withdrawn, not just sneaky, but also making blind assumptions...
"Shi Lan, answer me seriously, are you a spy?" Tianming thought for a moment, turned to Shi Lan and asked.
"You must be stupid!" Now it was the little fat man's turn to think that Tianming was seriously ill, "Would anyone admit such a thing!?"
Tianming didn't care about him, stared at Shi Lan with stern eyes, and said seriously, "Just tell me, I believe your answer."
Shi Lan didn't open her mouth, just shook her head silently.
Tianming also fulfilled his promise and immediately turned to the little fat man and others and said, "He said no, I believe him!"
"Hey!" The little fat man's eyes widened with such an angry attitude, "You really believe it!"
"You are too good at the lake, so you believe it!?"
Tianming waved his hands impatiently and asked, "You two are all spies, do you have any evidence?"
"Huh! This man is very cunning. As soon as he saw us coming, he immediately erased the marks he drew on the stone." The little fat man replied angrily.
"That means there is none!" Tianming spread his hands with a mocking expression on his face.
"Don't worry!" The little fat man folded his arms and sneered in reply, "She only had time to erase the marks she made, but she didn't have time to clean her palms. There must still be traces on them, you'll know just by looking at them!" p>
"When the time comes, let me see if you have anything else to say!"
