Half a Sect Master

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A soldier is a deceitful way. Therefore, if you can, you can show what you can't, if you use it, you can show what you don't use. If you are near, you show it's far. Lure it out of profit, take it out of chaos... Bai Fan silently recites Sun Tzu's Art of War, trying to memorize it as quickly as possible. Fortunately, he has been used to reciting ancient texts over the years, and he can master the essentials even when he memorizes it, often reciting it a few times. , you can close your eyes and repeat. But this good memory makes Bai Fan unable to relax, because the various military books that are taller than a person piled by his bed always remind him that if he wants to complete the task, the project is huge.

"Knock Knock."

Hearing the knock on the door, Bai Fan opened his eyes, "Come in."

"Mr. Bai, I brought the person." Xiao Wang pushed open the door and led a person in.

Bai Fan nodded and looked at the young man behind Xiao Wang. , It doesn't give people the feeling of being so peaceful, a pair of peach eyes are always attracting people, this is his future bodyguard?

Seeing Bai Fan sitting on the hospital bed, Gong Yijun was a little surprised. The person who looked at the information was so punctual. Seeing Bai Fan looking at him, Gong Yijun subconsciously Standing up straight again, he introduced himself, "Hello, I am a security consultant of Lixin Security Company, and I will be solely responsible for your safety in the future."

Bai Fan looked at him for a while, then lowered his head and continued to read the page in his hand, and said lightly, "Does your company have more experience?"

The smile on Gong Yijun's face suddenly froze. He originally wanted to make a good first impression on his future employer, but he didn't expect that this guy would change his mind. Asshole, what do you call someone more experienced? He is a descendant of a dignified ancient martial family, and others can't invite him if he wants to, but he actually dislikes it. Gongyijun endured it again and again, with a fake smile on his face, "I am the most expensive and the best in the company." He It's the boss, can it be expensive? It's not false to say that he is the best. In terms of force, the bodyguards in the company really have few tricks in his hands.

The most expensive and best? Bai Fan raised his head and glanced at Gong Yijun again. Seeing that the confident expression on his face did not seem to be fake, he nodded too, this time he was judging people by appearances. Although the young man lacks experience, his ability cannot be denied. No one has ever been young before. On the contrary, young people always need more opportunities. This time, let him try it.

From then on, Gong Yijun stayed and officially became Bai Fan's bodyguard.

Bai Fan didn't feel much discomfort about having a bodyguard behind him. After all, in Yin Rui's place, the person behind him was not just one person, but a dozen or so secretly. Before Rui took the position of the leader, he even had a few people watching him while taking a bath, so if he was too concerned about someone behind him, he would not focus on other places every day.

It is only the original text, and the translation of the large paragraph in the book only needs to understand the meaning, and there is no need to write it down.

At eight o'clock, Bai Fan fell asleep with his mind full of battles, plots, military formations, and soldiers. When he got there, he got up from the bed without stopping and spread out his pen and ink. He silently wrote down the thirteen chapters of the art of war that he forcibly wrote down in his mind.

The ancients used very simple words and sentences. In fact, the original text of Sun Tzu’s Art of War has only 8,000 characters, but these 8,000 characters are all-encompassing, from terrain to march, from military form to strategy, all are extremely incisive The explanation of the book, and even the translated text is as thick as a book, which is enough to see the breadth of its content.

After dictating all these thirteen articles, Bai Fan felt exhausted. But looking at the art of war with handwriting on the table, he felt a sense of satisfaction. Yin Rui would be very happy when he saw it.

At the end, Bai Fan thought about it, and added a brief introduction to this "Art of War" - "Art of War of Sun Tzu" is the work of Sun Wu, who fought all his life, and was admired by later generations of art of war. Known as the "Sacred Book of Military Science".

After carefully drying the ink on the paper, Bai Fan arranged all the chapters he wrote in order, put the introduction on the top, and then stitched it together, a simple thread bound booklet It's done. Bai Fan is very familiar with these things, because he did the same when he passed the martial arts secrets from Yin Rui. Now he can fill a small box with the homemade martial arts secrets. .

Bai Fan clapped the "Sacred Book of Military Science" on his hand, picked up a pen and started writing today's letter to Yin Rui, [Sun Tzu's Art of War has been silent for you, and it has been memorized for a long time, how do you reward me? 】After writing, Bai Fan put today's letter and the wire-bound book of "Sun Tzu's Art of War" into the secret compartment, and then went to bed with peace of mind.

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【How do you want to reward me. 】Yin Rui looked at this sentence in his thoughts, his eyes became distant, how did he want to reward... I don't know how long it took, Yin Rui's eyes showed a bit of bitterness, the premise of all this is that Fan can appear in front of his eyes. In the end, Yin Rui could only write down, [You can do whatever you want. 】Anything is fine, as long as he has it.

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It was a sunny day again. Gongyijun opened the curtains to make the room bright. Although he became a bodyguard, Bai Fan had nothing to do while he was hospitalized. Every day, he stayed in the ward to help Bai Fan watch the drip, and occasionally used a wheelchair to push Bai Fan outside to get some air, and the rest of the time was staring blankly in the ward.

In these days, Gong Yijun can be regarded as an insight, how can there be such a boring person, can't get tired of reading those military books every day, and often read it for a whole day, war madman He's not obsessed with these things.

Thinking of the news he just got, Gong Yijun is bitter again, the elder brother is sincere not to let him have a better life, even the bank account has been frozen, how will he live in the future?

"Xiaojun, pour me a glass of water." The familiar male voice sounded, even though the voice was nice, but Gongyijun couldn't help but complained in his heart that he was here to be a bodyguard. Still working as a babysitter.

Even if he is the second young master who is wearing clothes and eating and opening his mouth at home, Gong Yijun can only get up and pour a glass of water into Bai Fan's hands. food and clothing parents.