Big Data Cultivation

After all, Feng Jun is a good-looking person. Everyone took him to this position, and he couldn't be indifferent.

He pondered and asked, "According to what you mean, that is to hold this conference in turn?"

"That's for sure," Tai Bai's Feng Zhi nodded. "No, why show the deep heritage of the Taomen? The Buddha's gate is but four famous mountains, but the Taomen has ten big holes, thirty-six small holes, and seventy-two blessings. "

Feng Jun thought he made sense, and nodded, "That line, I support you, but Luo Hua will never bid."

"But Luohua came out to take the lead," Qing Xiaozi said right. "It's not good. It can be made into the" Luohua Cup "and the naming rights can be left to Luohua."

Feng Jun glanced at him helplessly, and he was confused when he was old. He said with tears and laughs, "Qingxiao Daoyou, Qingxiao Senior, Qingxiao Uncle ... I can't really be famous again."

"We only have two requests," Dong Zenghong said aloud, or Gui Guzi's thinking was more reliable. "The first is Luo Hua's public support for our appeal, and the second is ... Luo Hua can not send disciples to the meeting, but A reviewer will be sent. "

"Third ... this is an additional requirement. It would be nice if Lowa can make some prizes."

"Genius Dibao, spirit stone, cancer quota, ordinary exercises ... or Luohua's admission index, these can be discussed."

"You really deserved that Guiguzi's family came out," Feng Jun looked at him with a weeping smile. "Two requests, and the three of them become confused ... Isn't the reward all from the host?"

Dong Zenghong replied, "We are not engaged in the Olympics. In order to control the impact, we can only communicate internally, and we can't sell a few tickets. The organizer must be able to afford the prizes, but the generous prizes ... can only count on Luohua."

Otherwise, talking people is different, Feng Jun thinks about it, and then nodded very simply, "Well, then, the rise and fall of the Taoist people are responsible, I will do my part ... you take it easy, do n’t Just take me into the ditch. "

Director Zhi Feng raised his eyebrows and said excitedly, "I know that my master will not let me down. At the first conference, what are you going to sponsor? Don't get me wrong ... We are planning to open in Maoshan in the first session. The second session is at Luofu Mountain. "

The relationship between Luohua and Maoshan is known in the door of Huaxia. The earliest revival of Lingquan was in Maoshan, and Tang Wenji, the young master of Maoshan, is young and beautiful. He often stays in Luohua for ten days ... Need to say it?

As for the second session in Luofu Mountain, Feng Jun also guessed the key to it-Qing Xiao Zi has nine cards, don't look at the spirit now, it may not necessarily be able to support the third session.

"You guys have decided by default," Feng Jun smiled, and he didn't care about it-anyway, Luohua did not plan to hold it, "Then I will sponsor a shadowless stick method for the first session, and Gazi will also use it, you see He used it. "

"The stick method is not very suitable," Dong Zenghong said aloud. The people of Gui Guzi are really good at calculating. He is not afraid of offending Feng Jun at all. "It is better to sponsor a set of basic exercises ... the first session, Let's make a good start. "

Feng Jun glanced at him, "Dong Daoyou, you don't feel distressed ... generosity of others."

"Oh," Dong Zenghong smiled, "I won't argue, then, wouldn't Tang Wenji have to fight with you then?"

"That's right," Feng Jun nodded with a smile, a rare smart man, "Then let her fight with me ... I will sell her face, she will be more grateful, it is better than selling you face."

Dong Zenghong was also not annoyed and nodded with a smile, "That's it, no problem ... Anyway, in the first session, Master Feng Shan sponsored a set of exercises or techniques. If this is certain, will we publicize it?"

After the matter was settled, the four left and Feng Jun looked at their backs and shook his head with a whimper. "Is the greater the power, the greater the responsibility? Ha ha ... You can come out, what's the matter?"

A graceful figure flashed beside him. It was none other than Yu Qingzhu. She whispered, "I want to practice too."

What are you doing together? Feng Jun glanced at her impatiently, but he stunned involuntarily—a goose-yellow dress?

It was at the end of February in the lunar calendar, but for nearly seven or eight days, Zheng Yang was windless and rainless. The weather was a bit hot in the early summer. It was normal to wear a dress at noon.

But what made him stunned was that this outfit gave him a feeling of deja vu-as if I saw her for the first time, she was a yellow dress.

Although things have passed for a long time, he has almost forgotten, but he must admit that the stunning moment was deeply imprinted in his mind-the slender goose like autumn chrysanthemum, the appearance of a flower fairy.

So, his deep memories have recovered a little bit, and now he really can say whatever he wants, without any cover-up, "No need to fight like this ... when I first saw me in my clothes clothes?"

Yu Qingzhu heard the words and suddenly became furious. What do you mean?

But the next moment, she felt hit by a heavy emotion called sweetness.

With your pride, I remember, what kind of clothes did I wear when I first met you? I can't remember it myself!

But women's memories of clothing are much better than men's, although they have much more clothes than men.

She thought about it for a moment, and remembered that the summer of that year was very hot. She seemed to have bought a Saint Laurent goose yellow skirt. Because she had a high reputation, she wore it three times.

I remembered ... that skirt was touched by a frivolous fitness coach, so she gave it.

Otherwise, maybe she will wear it for the fourth time-although this possibility is not very high.

Her memory was so amazing, so she snorted, "That skirt has fringed edges, this one does not ... Lord Feng Shan, I wear my clothes up to three times, I don't quite understand what you mean."

Do you wear it up to three times? Feng Jun was in a trance, thinking about the woman she knew-well, it seems that the same is true of those couples, especially Xiaocaixin, and the clothes are never washed.

There are some exceptions to Yang Yuxin. The clothes she wears are relatively stable. She will often advertise herself, such as "I have worn this coat five or six times" ...

I have to admit that women really do n’t understand the concept of consumption, so he simply answered, "Is it wrong? That ’s sorry, I was impressed that summer, it was the first time I was expelled ... and there are also things in life Made a big difference. "

Of course, Yu Qingzhu is not mistaken in accounting than he remembered. In fact, she knows that boys are usually careless about girls' dresses-it can really be seen that the two skirts are different, only girls.

If the boy really sees it, it can only prove that he turns around the girl every day.

So she smiled lightly, "I'm sorry for that expulsion, I didn't do well enough, and I shouldn't let you suffer grievances."

The arrogance and prejudice between the two have existed for a long time, and have never been so open to talk.

Feng Jun is willing to talk now, because he doesn't have to care about these, he can face up to the original feeling.

And Yu Qingzhu is because he roughly remembers what he wore when he first met three years ago, which is more touching than many love words-he really remembered the moment when he first saw him.

As for not remembering the existence of tassels, it was a technical issue, so she was very generous.

"No need to apologize," Feng Jun quickly got out of certain emotions, "I said, my life is different, do you mean you want to go to the teacher? I think on your terms, you should develop towards the officialdom And ... my tuition is very expensive. "

"I want to go to a teacher," Yu Qingzhu said firmly. "Cost is not a problem. I don't like being an official ... too tired to live."

Feng Jun sighed a little, "Finally, you are willing to propose it to me. Your family used to tell me."

"I know I haven't done well enough before," Yu Qingzhu admitted frankly. This may be because she grew up, perhaps because she discovered that Feng Jun remembered herself three years ago and had some surprises. Heartbeat.

Anyway, she now looks at him much more pleasingly, so she tells the truth-she really does n’t understand what it is, and the misunderstanding between the two of them has arisen because of this. At any cost ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Yu Qingzhu hasn't figured out what is called the middle level of dust, but she has heard that scatteredly, the innate master can fly, and the dust can also fly- —Cultivation is more attractive to her than those in officialdom.

What she said was "any cost", of course, any cost-she lived in the front yard all year round, could she not know what happened in the back yard?

That's right, she yearns for a life of flying freely in the sky without using any external force.

Feng Jun was also heart-wounded and could not explain such feelings, just as he could not forget the goose yellow in his eyes three years ago-he thought he had forgotten, but ... I remembered.

However, he felt that he should be happy. Most people think of the past. Only regret and regret, how many can make up for the regret?

If he had his heart, he should now accept Yu Qingzhu as a disciple-she is no longer proud, not only apologizing, but also willing to pay "any price".

However, after all, it was different ... He thought about it and said, "I want to apprentice depends on the qualifications."

"Yes," Yu Qingzhu nodded and smiled lightly, "If I don't have enough qualifications, I won't be entangled with you in the future ... My family will not be entangled with you, I promise."

She apologized before, but she still has her own pride.

Your pride is nothing more than cultivated in the family! Feng Jun smiled, too lazy to wear.

Moreover, he also has his own chain of discrimination-is it important that your family is entangled or not? Did they have a gas refining period?

So he took out his phone and swiped it. He hadn't tested the qualification of Yu Light Bamboo, but he didn't think there would be an accident.

But at the next moment, he frowned and picked up the intercom. "Cai Xin, where are you?"