Mages Are Too OP

Although his face was green and his mood was also very unhappy, Qi Shaoqiu didn't say anything.

Her own sister has a bad personality, a vicious tongue, and loves to dismantle her own platform in front of outsiders. It can be said that she has many shortcomings, but she is her own sister after all.

reluctant to scold.

So he could only hold a green face and say nothing.

Although it was said that he was taking advantage of him, Roland had no intention of being angry. Because he saw a strange light flashing in the girl's eyes, a bit fierce, and seemed to be a little pleading, as if to say, if you dare not pay the tuition now, dare to let your brother down, I will break your feet.

Roland can often see such eyes.

This is the case between their basic friends. They usually destroy each other, laughing and scolding impermanence, but this is only the daily interaction between hair and small friends. If other outsiders dare to use similar words to scold their hair small, they will not be rushed by them. It's weird to be beaten into a dog's head.

So Roland didn't care, he took out his phone and said, "Sweep it!"

The girl picked up a mobile phone with a pale pink casing from the side and clicked on her own payment code.

Roland scanned it, and the girl's avatar and screen name appeared on the phone.

The avatar is a budding tree, and the net name is Xisha.

The name is still nice.

Roland entered the amount, and after a while, the girl saw that she had received the transfer information on her mobile phone, and the amount was correct. She glanced at Roland strangely and said, "Let's eat noodles together."

"No, I already had breakfast when I came."

The noodles in the pot smelled really good, which whetted Roland's appetite, but he wasn't a foodie, and this was the second time they met, and they didn't know each other well. It's polite to greet you. If you really run up to eat, that's Erzushi.

But the girl said seriously: "Since you have paid the tuition, you should eat this noodles."

Um? Roland was a little surprised. Is he still in charge of meals here?

"Our authentic Miao Daoshu training will be more difficult, and it requires relatively high physique and endurance. We will add some traditional Chinese medicine to strengthen the body at breakfast to promote blood circulation and strengthen the body." Qi Shaoqiu explained on the side: "But it is very Sorry, the formula of this traditional Chinese medicine cannot be given to you, but in order to be responsible for your study, we will pack your breakfast in the future."

"Is this a temporary intention, or is it a rule that you have since listing." Roland asked curiously.

"There are regulations when it is listed, and several other students also eat together."

While they were talking, the four students who were practicing in the greenhouse came over steamingly, walking in the front, the dark-skinned half-eld ate and drank: "Cousin, please help me with a bowl of noodles first, I'm hungry. broken."

"No hurry, go wipe the sweat first." Facing these younger teenagers, Xisha's expression became obviously gentle, and when facing his brother, he was obviously two different people.

While these teenagers were wiping their sweat, the girl had already scooped up four bowls of noodles and put them on the table.

Then Qi Shaoqiu and Roland also got a bowl each.

The girl herself had a small bowl, and there was some noodle soup left in the big pot.

The four teenagers sat at the table and ate their noodles.

Holding a big bowl, Qi Shaoqiu half-squatted in the corner next to him, eating, while gesturing to Roland to eat quickly.

The girl held the bowl and looked at him quietly.

Well... Roland also followed Qi Shaoqiu's example and squatted in the corner with the bowl, took a bite, and found that the noodles tasted really good.

Although it has a medicinal smell, it is strangely mixed with the taste of the noodles, and it is quite delicious.

After eating a large bowl of noodles, Roland felt warm all over his body. He couldn't help but ask, "Will it cost a lot of money for you to cook soup with traditional Chinese medicine every day to make noodles?"

"It used to cost a lot." Qi Shaoqiu said with a smile: "But in the past ten or twenty years, thanks to the large-scale cultivation of Chinese herbal medicines, herbal medicines are getting cheaper and cheaper, and the most expensive medicines and foods were the cheapest."

Roland was even more curious: "How expensive was it back then?"

"I heard from my grandfather that when he was in his teens and before the founding of the country, eating such a bowl of noodles with traditional Chinese medicine in the morning would have to eat at least six or seven days' rations for our family of five." Qi Shaoqiu sighed. With a tone of voice, he said, "It was not a joke to say that a poor man is rich in martial arts. Now that life is better, everyone can have enough to eat, but not many people are willing to learn martial arts anymore. The status of martial artists is getting worse and worse."

Roland wanted to say that since the Song Dynasty, the status of warriors has almost never been higher, but he naturally wouldn't say this stupidly.

At this time, the girl also finished eating. She put down the bowl and said to the four teenagers, "You wash the bowl. I'll take your junior brother to the warehouse to choose some martial arts items."

The four teenagers responded.

Roland pointed to himself: "Me? Junior brother?"

"It's you." Qi Shaoqiu said with a smile: "Now you are the younger brother."

"What age is this, don't like this." Roland felt a little awkward to call him that.

But the girl said on the side: "Do you feel awkward calling each other senior sister and junior brother in college?"

"I don't think so."

"That's not it." The girl stood up: "Come with me."

"Okay, junior brother, just junior brother." Roland stood up and followed behind the girl.

The two walked out of the kitchen, bypassed the outer wall, and walked behind the shed.

Walking behind, Roland smelled a faint aroma in the air, a bit like the smell of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Roland liked sweet-scented osmanthus very much, so he habitually took two more puffs.

At this time, the girl led the way and asked, "Why do you want to learn Miao Daoshu? Isn't your Sanda practice good?"

Roland can't say that he wants to practice a weapon skill to prevent soldiers or thieves from getting close in the game. He thought for two seconds and replied: "I just think that Sanda has its limits, and against those who use weapons, the odds of winning are still not good. Big."

"My brother said that he might not be able to beat you without a weapon, which means that ordinary people can't beat you with a weapon." The girl stopped, she turned around and looked into Roland's eyes: "You don't have any. It is necessary to learn Miao Dao technique."

Roland also looked into each other's eyes. Her eyes were really beautiful, like two pure black colored glass gems.

"Senior sister doesn't seem to welcome me to learn Miao Daoshu."

The girl was stunned for a moment, then she turned around, walked slowly, and said, "I don't know Miao Daoshu, so don't call me senior sister. I'm just worried, you're only hot for three minutes, and your head will turn around in a day or two. When I came to a corner, I didn’t want to study because the tuition was expensive, and then asked us to refund you. My brother is arrogant and arrogant, but he is very sensitive and fragile. Go, he'll be sad for sure."

"Don't worry, I won't leave until I learn." Roland said lightly.

"Just talking, there are not many young people who can endure hardship now." The girl's voice gradually lowered: "In the past, there were at least 20 close relatives and distant relatives who learned swordsmanship from my eldest brother, and now there are only four left. Free. They don't learn."

Roland continued to say in a light tone: "I will really continue to learn."

The girl stopped again and looked at him: "Really?"

Roland would like to say that even if they stop learning, they will not be refunded. But the girl's eyes were very serious, she was stubborn with two points of prayer, her scales were gleaming, and Roland's words were swallowed all at once.

"real."

Still a light tone, but a little more solemn and serious.

The girl looked at Roland quietly for a while, and then said, "I believe you for the time being, but if you really don't study halfway, I will hate you for the rest of your life."