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Chapter 1,103: The art of nonsense

In fact, Lin Nian felt for a moment that he was back at Kassel College. When he went to the toilet, two notebooks would be handed to him under the door panels on the left and right sides of the cubicle for signatures. The most helpless thing was that he signed them both.

Because there is no guarantee that if you refuse, the next notebook will be handed out from the top of the cubicle door.

He never overestimates the bottom line of ardent fans, because facts have proven that they can even dig through trash cans, and there is no guarantee that they can do anything that breaks the lower limit.

For example, it's not impossible for the girls to wear a wedding dress together to attend his graduation ceremony, but it's just too outrageous. He can't guarantee that he will run away on the spot. Do these female fans not have boyfriends? This is in

Are you going to make some enemies for yourself?

Lin Nian's mind just turned around, and when he reacted, he had already caught the wet notebook and pen in his hand. He raised his head and glanced at the boy sitting back at the table, who was a little nervous and cramped, but his eyes were still shining.

.

He was a little silent and speechless.

The plot shouldn't be like this, because the script he got before was not written like this.

According to the structure of his previous script, the new generation of speed speaking spirit users traveled thousands of miles to arrive in front of the older generation who had been standing on the top of the mountain for a long time. Everyone treated each other with respect, and their eyebrows were full of memories and prospects for the past and the future.

They share common topics and have different views on some new and changing things, but they can hold their own opinions while exchanging opinions and sparking ideas.

They would sit down and talk for a while. Before the tea had cooled down and they were changing cups, the rays of the sun had already shone on the ripples of the new tea that the young people had taken, sparkling and full of vitality.

At least, that was the path he took at the beginning, a lonely and freehand growth narrative poem. But now the growth narrative poem has become a limerick, which is neither lonely nor freehand, but a bit humorous. In 2011, when the Internet is gradually becoming popular, young people may

Don’t you all admire this adventurous and brave sense of youth? What do people value more is the trend, novelty and “I have the final say in my territory”?

The Junzijian pen in my hand is very waterproof and can produce ink normally. However, when the notebook paper is wet, blue ink marks will smear as soon as the golden pen tip touches the paper.

Open, there is no good-looking signature on this kind of paper at all.

There is a generation gap between him and the young people, right? He thought to himself.

Rather than competing for cool things like "Yanling", today's young people actually value star chasing and emotional enjoyment more.

Or is Sima Xuxu the normal young man compared to me? I used to think about how to climb the ladder in an instant, surpassing the head of the Inuyama family in the Japanese branch, and standing shoulder to shoulder with Principal Angers on the top of the mountain. In fact, he was a genuine middle-aged man.

Second disease player?

My brain feels so itchy that I need to increase my CPU capacity.

Lin Nian stared at the wet notebook paper with smeared ink for a long time before finally coming back to his senses. He looked up and looked at the boy who seemed to find that the notebook was completely wet and could not be signed, and his eyes were filled with the word "disappointment".

This guy is so easy to understand. His level is comparable to that of Lu Mingfei when he was secretly in love. Everything is written on his face. Is there such a pure person in the orthodox world?

Putting down his notebook, Lin Nian dragged the suitcase aside, opened it, took out a new notebook, and signed his name on it in artistic style. He didn't know how to do this kind of fancy signature, and he didn't know how to do it.

He didn't find anyone to design it, but he had a girlfriend who liked to worry about everything related to him. He had seen Su Xiaoqiang write like this when he signed for himself on the express delivery form, and it looked good, so he remembered it.

I got it down and used it myself.

"Okay!" Sima Xuxu stretched out his hand to take the torn off signature paper, but realized that his hands were wet, so he wiped them clean on the napkin prepared on the table for fear of getting his signature wet.

After signing his signature, he looked carefully up and down several times and then gave a thumbs up and praised, "The idol's signature is really good!"

Ah, no, brother, you can lick this too.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the signature and felt that Lin Nian's signature was just average. This kind of artistic signature mainly featured a ghost drawing. If I didn't tell you whose signature it was in advance, you would have no idea what it was. He was Lu.

It is fair to despise all those who use artistic signatures to fill their cups, including Lin Nian, a friend who betrays his class.

"Isn't this Mr. Lu Mingfei?"

But what Lu Mingfei didn't expect was that Sima Xuxu suddenly turned around and focused his firepower on him. He was grabbed before his head could be retracted, and he glanced blankly at this orthodox boy.

Say, "Um, I am?"

"I wasn't sure before. It seems that the rumors are true. At the same time as the secret party's 'Mingzi' appears, there must be another hidden 'dark child' quietly appearing. Sure enough, the secret party's 'Gemini of light and darkness'

Will appear together when the Dragon King crisis occurs! The man who is always reliable behind Mr. Lin Nian!" Sima Xuxu said excitedly.

An extremely loud, unrepressed "puff" sounded.

On the table, Fingel first spat out the half-eaten steamed buns in his mouth. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and reached out to hold his mouth in time. However, a lot of bits were still sprayed along the gaps under the table.

, he was also forced to bend down under the table by the violent coughing. While coughing violently, he hammered his chest with his hand, his shoulders rose and fell, and his whole body was shaking.

Su Xiaoqiang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Lin Nian, who was in a daze, and Lu Mingfei, who couldn't help but dig his toes on the ground with a strange expression.

With her left hand leaning on the side of the support column on the table, Vilewa raised her teacup to her mouth with her right hand. She paused for a moment, slightly raised her lips to cover her face. After a moment, she raised her head again, took a deep breath, and brought the teacup to her mouth again.

, but still didn’t drink it. Without holding his breath, he made an uncomfortable sound and put the tea cup back on the table.

Susie and Lancelot both looked at each other, a little stunned, because this was the first time they heard such remarks, and they couldn't help but look a little bit amused.

Ling on the side was also looking at Lu Mingfei, looking up and down at this one of the "Twin Stars", as if he was getting to know him all over again.

The main thing is that Sima Xuxu said this part as if singing an opera. It seems that if you give him some accompaniment and allegro, he can really play such a part for you, and his excited look doesn't seem to be fake.

"Junior brother" Fingel tremblingly raised a hand from under the table and put it on Lu Mingfei's shoulder, "You are famous!" He finally couldn't help it anymore, raised his head and laughed wildly, while laughing, he hammered the table and stood aside.

Lancelot had to reach out to stabilize the table to ensure that the bowl on it would not be shaken.

"Is this how you orthodox arrange us?" Lu Mingfei was dumbfounded and looked at Zhao Xiaosheng, the only normal person in his opinion, and asked.

"No, this is definitely not a label that our orthodox people have maliciously placed on you. What he said can only be regarded as folk rumors at best!" Zhao Xinsheng quickly put the blame away. She did not dare to bear such a disaster as tarnishing the image of her allies.

"'Gemini Star' and 'the man behind Lin Nian' should be referring to the two dragon-slaying operations. Lin Nian and Lu Mingfei were both partners in the same team." Wei Lewa rubbed her uncomfortable cheeks.

, tactfully prepared to find some steps for Lin Nian, who was also a little unable to hold himself up and had a dark face.

"Indeed, the combination of Lin Nian and Lu Mingfei is recognized by many people in the academy." Su Xiaoqiang also decided to give some advice, mainly because she saw that Lin Nian's expression was really difficult.

"Can I get an autograph?" Sima Xuxu handed over the pen skillfully, and turned over the paper with Lin Nian's name on it. Lu Mingfei signed on the back, and he became the man behind Lin Nian.

I can only say that he understands it very well.

"I" Lu Mingfei was a little dazed holding the pen. He glanced at Lin Nian next to him and found that Lin Nian had turned his head and was looking at the scenery outside like Li Hueyue.

If Lin Nian was lucky enough to listen to the evaluation and discussion of the character "Sima Xuxu" by Li Hueyue and Lang Juxu's commander-in-chief in the tower, he would probably agree with all Li Hueyue's views with both hands and feet now, and

I completely understood why Li Hueyue didn't want to see this boy. After meeting him, he kept silent from beginning to end and just drank tea.

This is indeed invisible, there is a generation gap, brother.

Lu Mingfei had the courage to sign his name on the paper like a dog. He tried his best to make the font more artistic, but the price was that the name was not artistic or signed, like some trendy Martian font.

, people who understand it will question the cultural level of the person who signed it, but people who don’t understand it will try to understand some of the profound meanings of Martian text from this font.

It just so happened that Sima Xuxu seemed to be someone who didn't understand. He admired Lu Mingfei's "calligraphy treasure" with radiant eyes. He folded the paper with the traces of the "Twin Stars", then looked left and right and handed it over solemnly.

He gave it to Zhao Xunsheng and said, "Xiaosheng, please help me put it away and don't lose it! This is my life's request, please!"

Zhao Xunsheng took a hard look at the secret party members who were still covering their faces. He tried to keep a serious attitude, took the piece of paper and put it in a small package close to his body. He reluctantly smiled at the people on the table, and then

Looking at Sima Xuxu, who was staring at Lin Nian and Lu Mingfei, who was still speechless, he ordered in a low voice: "Xuxu, if you have anything to do, let's talk about it at the dinner table. I'm talking about business now."

To be honest, she would rather face the traps of the secret party for a while than letting Sima Xuxu continue to unleash his natural instincts and continue to stir things up like this. At least she has always been well-trained in official accent, but she is pretending to be stupid.

If you are confused by her lessons, you may not be able to practice well enough.

"Well, we've finished signing, let's get back to business now." Susie also coughed slightly, preparing to pull back the skewed painting style.

"What's the business? Have I disturbed everyone's conversation?" Sima Xuxu sat upright on the table without realizing it. He didn't know when he was holding a pair of kuaizi in his hand, as if he was about to start the meal.

Prepare.

I really don’t regard myself as an outsider.

Oh no, he is not an outsider in the first place.

In other words, this boy has a very high invisible status in the orthodoxy. The innocence and casualness he shows are evidence of this - he is not ignorant, but he does not take some things seriously at all. From his birth to his growth experience

The experience and experience he has cultivated make him think that everything he does now is nothing more than a trivial matter, and the biggest consequence he may suffer is just being scolded by his elders.

A few people who are sensible and think a lot have quietly seen this clearly.

"Actually, it's nothing, just some normal exchanges and discussions between the Secret Party and the Orthodox." Susie said, "For example, we are very curious about the delicious food on this table and who is lucky enough to enjoy this every day.

The meals at this level make us envious.”

"Well, the only ones who can eat in the 'Imperial Dining Room' every day are definitely the patriarchs of the five families. Apart from a few of their elders, who can use the 'Imperial Dining Room' to prepare the banquet every day?" Sima Xuxu raised his eyebrows.

He answered casually.

Su Qian was also startled for a moment, and then she saw from the corner of her eye that Zhao Xiaosheng's expression tensed up, and his two beautiful eyes were staring straight at Sima Xuxu. However, the boy was working hard and didn't even notice that his partner was asking for help.

Cannibalistic eyes.

"I've heard that orthodoxy is a system based on the theme of 'clan', but the clan leaders eat so well every day? Don't you get tired of eating it? Sometimes the living conditions are too rich and fertile, which will have negative effects, right?" Lan

Slot asked casually, and also gave Sima Xuxu a chicken leg.

"Oh oh oh, thank you." Sima Xuxu felt that the secret party friend was so enthusiastic, "You will never get tired of eating it. The chefs of the 'Imperial Kitchen' all have their own inherited skills. The cuisines alone are divided into eight major categories.

Each type is subdivided into several small types. The small types of cuisines can produce thousands or eight hundred dishes. If a table is set every day, a single small cuisine can be served three hundred and sixty-five days a year.

But last time Grandpa Sima stayed with me for dinner at Longfeng Garden, I felt that the meal was not as good as the one we had today. The 'Imperial Kitchen' seemed to have a special set of recipes for the 'clan chiefs'

, all the above are medicinal foods, and I’m not used to them anyway.”

"Xuxu" Zhao Xiaosheng said.

"What?"

"The clan leaders seem to be working very hard." Lin Nian interrupted Xuxu who was about to turn around.

When Sima Xuxu saw Lin Nian speaking, he immediately turned back.

Lin Nian continued: "It seems that the orthodox clan leaders are similar to the secret party's school board. They usually try their best to handle every matter, so are they so tired that they need 'medicine' to replenish their bodies? Just like this time at the airport

Did they personally order the people from your execution department to dispatch the accident?"

"That's not true. Sister Qiu Luo is responsible for things at the airport. She is the one you saw at the airport before. She is the commander-in-chief of our Lang Juxu. Generally, she is responsible for such things." Sima

Xuxu bit into the plump and juicy chicken drumstick.

"Is it Commander Li who unexpectedly discovered that there might be hidden dangers in the airport?"

"You can't say that." Sima Xuxu wanted to touch the back of his head, but gave up after chewing the chicken leg and his hands became oily.

"The disaster you encountered at the airport is actually that 'Jiuzhou' issued an alarm in advance, and 'Tianding Pavilion' threw a tortoise shell to do a divination. After determining the time and location, it followed the 'Wu Fa' algorithm normally, and the result was

After finding the joint nodes of 'Little Tribulation', Lang Juxu conducted field control and blanket search based on the details of the nodes."

"'Kiuzhou'? 'Tianding Pavilion'?"

"'Tianding Pavilion' is a unique institution here. I can't explain its operation in just a few words. As for 'Jiuzhou', well, don't you also have 'Norma'? This kind of 'AI' system supported by super computers

Is it very common? I remember that Japan also has a 'Kaguya', and Europe also has a 'Norn' and so on." Sima Xuxu gave Lin Nian a strange look.

"Well, it's not surprising. I just think the name 'Jiuzhou' was chosen very well." Lin Nian nodded.

"Right!" Sima Xuxu also smiled, looking a little proud.

Everyone at the table listened to Sima Xuxu talking about the mountains, and everyone looked extremely focused. Only Zhao Xinsheng touched his forehead and felt that he must have a fever now, otherwise why would he have a severe headache?

Sima Xuxu actually noticed Zhao Xinsheng's reaction to some extent, but he also felt that it was not something that could not be said. Friends from the secret party liked to ask, so he just said it directly, and he actually knew what he said.

, (it’s just that many things that others think are unmentionable, in his opinion are actually just topics for small talk) Why are you still sitting there without stopping yourself when you don’t see Sister Huoyue? Then it seems that he casually said some legitimate and interesting things

It's not a big problem either.


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