Everyday, Boss Is Pretending To Be Weak

Senior ward of the First People's Hospital of Beijing.

He Wei leaned on the hospital bed, holding a mobile phone and playing WeChat to jump. The sun outside the window illuminates the side of his dedicated heart, quiet and peaceful, and picturesque.

The steward Song Cheng sighed in his heart. If the young master had been as quiet and quiet as before, the homeowners would not be disappointed.

He went to the hospital bed and brought some kindness to his esteem. "The young master, it is time to leave the hospital."

He Wei heard the words, immediately put away the mobile phone, lifted his head and smiled at Song Cheng, stood up, "Thank you Song Shu."

Courtesy is polite, but there is more alienation.

Song Cheng’s heart is another sigh. Since the young master has woken up, the temper is like a person changing, but this time life and death, the young master has some changes is normal, the homeowners will see the young master, it will be very Happy.

He wore a white T-shirt and light-colored jeans. He stood at the door of the hospital and looked at the crowds and traffic on the wide road. He only felt that the fate was really fickle.

He is a small lord of the different world gods. He has always been a model of his peers in Guwu, but he has always had a secret and never told anyone else that he can See another world in the dream.

Specifically, he is watching his life in another night in his sleep, and that person is his current body, also called He Wei. He doesn't know why this happened, but he has always been calm, and he is the lord of the gods. He will not talk about it with others. He can only sleep at night and watch this body in this magical world. Something that is difficult to understand but makes him feel bad.

For example, he himself helped the Zongzhong people in the annihilation of the gods, and the night before the murder of Dantian and the wicked, he saw that the man was racing on the curved mountain road, and eventually the car was destroyed. Vegetative.

Even more amazing is that when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the hospital bed and learned from the nurse's mouth that the body had been in a coma for three months.

"Master, please get on the bus." Song Cheng’s voice pulled He Wei out of his memory.

He Xi borrowed from the scene he saw in his dream. He sat down at the back and the door was closed. The driver in the driver's seat started the car and drove to Hejia.

He Wei adapted for a while, leaning on the back seat, the long eyelashes hanging down, covering the thoughts in the shackles, and asking at random: "Song Shu, how did the car I opened before the accident?"

Song Cheng sat in the co-pilot and turned around. "The young master, the car was sent to the scrap yard after the accident. Is there any problem?"

He looked at the window and smiled. "Nothing, I just can't bear it."

It’s not reluctant, but the car seems to have been touched, and the original body is just because of this. However, it has been a few months since the accident happened, and the car should have been destroyed.

Song Cheng was silent, and then cautiously advised: "The young master, the car is very dangerous, but fortunately, this time the disaster will not die, you still don't want to play again in the future?"

He Wei’s eyes on his nephew, he said: “Thank you, Song Shu, I will not play for life.”

Song Cheng’s heart was relieved, and the vicissitudes of the face brought a smile. He looked at the young master and said that it is absolutely impossible to care. Although the young master can't practice martial arts, the owner has always kept his safety in mind, but the young master does not understand it.

At this time, the phone prompts the sound, and He Wei came out of his trouser pocket and saw someone in the Guwu bar replying to himself.

This is the original body to play, the original can not practice martial arts, but has always been yearning, so I registered an account, silently sneak a screen every day. After he woke up, he was a little bored during the hospitalization. He went shopping and found that many of them were nonsense in a serious way. Although he didn’t care about his affairs, he did not care about Guwu. No sand, they could not help but leave a post to point out their shortcomings.

His account titled "Golden Money" was very low, and he said that he was completely ignored. However, the "Supreme Budo" that he refuted immediately jumped and kept chasing him. He Hao is a young master, and cultivation has been to Jin Dan. Although he can’t do things without sorrow, he rarely angers. In the face of this person’s pursuit, he is only the other person’s age. When he was not sensible, he taught him a few words.

However, things have become more and more fierce, and the supreme martial arts have been provoked, and they have been plagued by the top posts, causing passers-by to watch. He’s account of this “plus money” has become the target of public criticism.

After all, the ancient ways of the different worlds are much deeper than the world. What He said casually is completely nonsense to them. It is normal to be killed by those more real people.

Forget it, if you can't say it, don't say it.

Reloading the phone back into his pocket, leaning against the seat and closing his eyes, suddenly, the car slammed and stopped, and He opened his eyes.

"The young master, the traffic jam in front." He Jia driver explained.

He Wei searched the memory in his mind and looked at the surrounding buildings. He said: "Not far from home, I got off the bus and went back." He said and opened the door and got off the bus.

Song Cheng also intends to untie the seat belt and get off the bus. He was stopped by He Wei. "Song Shu, I want to be alone."

After living in the hospital for so many days, he is already going to be moldy, and he wants to take a closer look at the world where technology is prevalent. In the past, he could only watch from the dream.

As a young master, He Wei was busy practicing all day, busy dealing with the affairs of the Zongmen, and had no time to play at all. Therefore, when he watched the original body and was unscrupulous, he was envious of his heart. He did not expect that one day, He can personally experience the life of a young master.

You don't have to worry about anything, just spend money and have fun.

He Wei is very good. If you want to make a comparison, he is the most outstanding among the giants in Beijing. The eyebrows and lips can be drawn into the painting. Even if you just wear a simple T-shirt and jeans, walk freely on the street. I can also receive countless people's amazing eyes. Some lively little girls have already found their mobile phones and secretly photographed them.

He Shaozhu had long been accustomed to being noticed. When he passed by a cake shop, he suddenly stopped.

They don't have this kind of pastry in their world, and every time they look at the original in their dreams, he wants to taste it.

With a long leg, He Wei entered the cake shop. The female clerk saw such a big guy come in and immediately smiled. Sweetly asked: "What do you need for a handsome guy?"

He gaze glides over the cakes on display, then freezes and smiles and points at a small piece of tiramisu cake. "It's all."

The clerk handed him out with a handy hand, and he slammed out the phone. "Can you scan the code for payment?"

The clerk pointed to the QR code on the checkout counter, "Okay."

He Wei held a small cake, took a small spoon, went out of the cake shop, dug a bite, stuffed it into his mouth, and suddenly felt that his heart was gone, so delicious!

When He Wei was a young lord, what he ate and drank was arranged by a special person. No one asked him about his preferences. He has heavy responsibilities and no other enjoyment. It doesn't matter.

When the Zongmen was attacked by the wicked, in order to protect the Zongmen, he had to give up his life and the magic road. The self-destruction of Jin Dan’s pain has now been remembered. He has completed his mission. Fortunately, he has pity and let his soul come. In this world, instead of here, He Wei will live.

I don't know what the Zongmen is, but he can't go back. It doesn't matter if he wants to use more. He Wei is a person who is more comfortable with the situation, and the people in the world focus on cultivation and rarely talk about emotions. He is very indifferent to his parents. He has done his best to protect Zongmen and has fulfilled his responsibilities.

He dug a spoonful of cake into his mouth, feeling the sweetness spreading in the mouth, the eyes were glowing, and the cake was really delicious.

He Hao had a good time, but he was not happy. On the sidewalk, he rushed over to a middle-aged man with a good shape and ran into him. He wanted to avoid it quickly, but he forgot a very important thing. His knowledge is still there, but his physical coordination ability is still far away. So hiding, just escaped from the body, but the cake in his hand was hit on the ground.

"Stand up! Don't run!" A young man quickly chased and pointed at the man and scolded.

He glanced at the rotten cake on the ground and looked at the two people who ran away. They tried to catch up.

He lived in the hospital for nearly a month. He also checked the body when he was nurturing his body. He found that there was a reason why he couldn’t learn the family’s heart for so many years.

When He Wei was a child, he actually encountered the same thing as his original body. The ordinary mind of Shen Yanzong was not suitable for him. Therefore, the Sovereign and elders have studied the most suitable method for his cultivation, the famous "Nine Gods" .

However, the original body did not have such good luck. The world, the ancient Wuwei, the advancement of science and technology brought about a huge impact. In the past, even the ancient warriors who were only Huang Jie’s repairs could become a hegemon, but now, in the face of those high-tech killings. Weapons, Xuan martial arts can not be hit by one, but why can the Hejia study a new way of learning for the original practice?

Coincidentally, this body is simply born for the "Nine Gods."

He re-cultivated during his hospitalization, and now he has stepped into the threshold of the Yellow Steps, and with the strength of the auxiliary exercises, He Wei soon surpassed the young people, caught up with the man who knocked him down, and squeezed the cream. The small spoon poked on the man's neck.

"Be careful!" the young man shouted. He is chasing who is clear in his heart. This is the thief flying squirrel on the blacklist of the action group. The yellow stage was later repaired. Where is an ordinary person able to stop it?

He Wei threw the spoon into the trash can on the side, turned to look at the young man, pointed to the person who was stiff and fell to the ground, his eyes confused and innocent: "Don't you let him stand? Why should I remind him to be careful?"

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