In the afternoon, Tang Qianhe sent Fang Shaojie to deliver three tickets for the national competition to Erha's clone.
Of course, in order not to reveal his identity, Erha's clone was in the form of a little kid who received Lao Fang.
Moreover, he had made up his mind to try not to be as cool as possible during his stay in Suncheon City, and he must maintain the appearance of a little kid in front of others.
It's been a while since I last saw my cheap brother. When they met, they naturally had endless topics to talk about.
However, before that, Lao Fang, the free driver who came to his doorstep, naturally had to make the best use of his little brat doppelgänger.
Let Lao Fang drive his yellow sports car and take him not far from the Wang family courtyard.
And Zhou Shiqi had already been waiting there.
"Brother Fang, long time no see." Zhou Shiqi grinned and greeted Lao Fang cheerfully.
"Who are you?" Fang Shaojie frowned and stared at Zhou Shiqi for a long time. Finally, he suddenly realized, "It's you. We brought you back from the island country. Why are you in Shuntian City?"
"Brother, these things are a long story. I'll tell you them one by one later when we find a place to catch up with each other." The kid's clone said and directly handed the three tickets in his hand to Zhou Shiqi.
"Thank you!" Zhou Shiqi raised the ticket in his hand, nodded at the two of them, turned around and returned to the Wang Family Courtyard.
Looking away from Zhou Shiqi's back, the kid's clone said calmly: "Let's go, I know you have a lot of doubts in your heart, let's find a quieter place to sit down and chat."
"Furthermore, you are a local leader in Shuntian City, and the national competition is held in Shuntian City. I happen to have a lot of questions to ask you."
Soon, in order to suit his fancy, Fang Shaojie drove the kid's clone to a luxuriously decorated restaurant, and the two of them opened a private room directly.
Knowing that the kid's clone had an amazing appetite and was a carnivore, Fang Shaojie ordered many of the restaurant's signature dishes in one go, and they were all hard dishes such as big fish and meat.
It didn't take long for various dishes in large basins and small plates to be served one after another.
When all the dishes were served, Fang Shaojie immediately dismissed all the waiters, and then said with a smile: "Brother, use your chopsticks and try to see how this restaurant's craftsmanship is. Is it to your liking?"
"Of course, if the food is not enough, just order more and don't show up to me."
"Hehe, it's just because of the presentation and fragrance of this dish. It's hard to eat even if you think about it!" Looking at the big table full of hard dishes, the little boy's clone smiled so brightly that he could hardly close his eyes.
Mouth.
After the storm and clouds passed, the kid's clone patted his bulging belly with satisfaction, and then picked up his teeth with a toothpick in his mouth.
Fang Shaojie took out a wet wipe to wipe the greasy corners of his mouth. Looking at the table full of empty plates with no soup left, he couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his head.
"My dog brother is so wild when it comes to eating, but he's also very fast."
"Fortunately, I have quick eyesight and quick hands, so I caught two chopsticks in the middle of nowhere. Otherwise, I might not have even left a vegetable leaf."
While Fang Shaojie was pondering, the little boy spit out the toothpick in his mouth, and then went straight to the point: "Brother, the meal is over. If you have anything to ask, just ask. I will definitely tell you everything."
Fang Shaojie nodded, and then finally asked the doubts in his heart: "Brother, I just saw you coming out of the hotel specially designed for contestants from all over the world, and I was full of doubts."
"This hotel will not accept foreign tourists during the national competition."
"The ones who can live in are either the participants in the national competition or the teachers who lead the team. Then you..."
With a chuckle, the kid's clone winked at Fang Shaojie: "Brother, do you think I am a contestant or the teacher leading the team?"
Fang Shaojie rolled his eyes, you damn dog, it was obviously me who was asking you questions, so why did you ask me back?
If I knew, would I still need to ask you?
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." The kid's clone suddenly sat upright, and then he said seriously, "Brother, I am sitting in front of you now, and I am the leader of the Shanghai and Hainan participating teams!"
"Hey, are you a little bit unbelievable?"
Although he had already expected it, Fang Shaojie still found it difficult to accept it when he heard Zhou Shiqi reveal his new identity so openly.
Under normal circumstances, the leaders of teams participating in national competitions are all teachers from the monk class.
So in other words, this dead dog is actually the teacher of the Shanghai monk class?
A Erha actually went to teach a group of students. This scene is incredible when you think about it.
Fang Shaojie suddenly began to sympathize with the students in the Shanghai monk class. Under the guidance of Erha, who was sometimes very unruly, would these students embark on a path of no return?
Suddenly, Fang Shaojie shivered violently and jumped up from his chair.
"No, if I had known you were the leader of the Shanghai team, I shouldn't have gone to see you in public."
The little kid's clone frowned slightly and said, "What's going on?"
Fang Shaojie smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, you don't know something. I am one of the chief referees of this national competition."
"Except for the first few rounds because there are too many games going on at the same time, I will be the referee for the last few rounds and even the finals."
"So, in order to avoid suspicion, I cannot contact any relevant personnel of the participating teams in private."
There was a golden halo in his eyes, and the little boy's clone only detected it briefly and discovered that Lao Fang's cultivation level at this moment had officially broken through to the third level.
The cultivation level of the third grade is neither high nor low.
But is this level of cultivation really capable of serving as a referee?
The little brat clone was a little skeptical about this.
The referee's job in a national competition is not only to give orders and announce the start of the game, he must also take action in time to save someone's life when one of them is in danger.
His eyes slowly met Fang Shaojie's eyes, and the kid's clone suddenly showed a look of realization: "If you look at Lao Fang's cultivation level and look at all the participating teams across the country, I'm afraid there are many evil geniuses who can surpass him."
"But his truly powerful ability is not his cultivation, but his eyes that can immobilize people once activated."
"His magical eyes may be the fundamental reason why he is able to secure the referee position in this national competition."
After thinking about the reason, the kid's clone knew that Fang Shaojie must have been extremely anxious at this time and couldn't wait to leave this place in order to avoid suspicion.
Knowing that time was running out, he kept his story short and asked directly: "Brother, how many participating teams are there in this national competition, and how will they compete?"