The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

What happened after Xuan Yuan walked into the Sunshine Welfare Orphanage, except for himself, the new director of the orphanage and some management staff, no one else knew about it. Even the children playing in the orphanage did not know. What exactly did Xuan Yuan say to the new dean and management staff.

They just saw the familiar brother Qiao Zimo return to the orphanage, and the children who were good friends with Qiao Zimo couldn't help but nuzzle to Xuan Yuan, nuzzling him like a baby: "Brother Zimo, you are back! You haven’t been here for a long time. Did you go to college like the dean’s mother said?”

"Brother Zimo! I've finished the candy you gave me before, and I want to eat new candy."

"Brother! Brother! Brother Zimo is back!"

Several children in slightly old clothes fluttered their short legs and rushed towards Xuan Yuan with happy and excited hula-la. They stayed beside him and acted coquettishly, talking to him all kinds of childish words and chirping questions. Asking some childish questions, these children become lively in front of acquaintances.

Most of the children who grew up in the orphanage are very sensitive. In the past month or so, the director of the Sunshine Welfare Orphanage has been replaced, and the new director is not as full of motherly love as the previous director. He has treated the children in the orphanage Love him as his own child.

Therefore, these children have been very cautious during this period. In the repressive atmosphere and environment, they are sensible and well-behaved, and will never trouble adults. They tolerate everything they can and will never take the initiative to say anything. They seem to innately know who can be spoiled and who cannot be disturbed.

Walking out of the current dean's office and strolling in the courtyard with the dazzling sunlight, Xuan Yuan happened to run into a few children who had just finished lunch and were still in the orphanage and were not yet in elementary school. When Xuan Yuan first arrived at the orphanage, the children were eating and he happened to miss them.

When these children fluttered over like joy, Xuan Yuan curled his thin lips and showed a faint smile. He squatted down and touched the furry heads of these children one by one with his right hand. The conditions in the orphanage were not good enough. The hair of these children is yellow, soft and thin, and does not look very tough. It feels fluffy, as if touching a handful of weeds.

"Why is Xiaoya's hair so messy and her pigtails haven't been combed?" When he touched the head of a little girl wearing a gray skirt, Qiao Zimo's memory revived a little, and Xuan Yuan's eyes were filled with deep eyes. , a glimmer of darkness passed through his eyes.

Xiaoya was a little girl who was only six years old. She was abandoned at the gate of the orphanage six years ago. Qiao Zimo, who was only twelve years old at the time, brought her back together with the former dean. Although the conditions in the orphanage are not good, Xiaoya's character is a bit fond of beauty. Even if she does not have the conditions to buy beautiful accessories, when the director's mother is still there, Xiaoya's hair is always the most neatly combed and beautiful.

But now Xuan Yuan looked at it, Xiaoya's yellow hair was thin and soft, but it was combed in a mess. It looked like no one had taken care of it carefully, and even the clothes she was wearing were dirty. It's as neat and clean as before.

"Mom is gone, and no one will comb Xiaoya's hair anymore." Xiaoya always calls the former dean mom, and brother Qiao Zimo. She is the child with whom Qiao Zimo loves the most and has the best relationship. She threw herself into Xuan Yuan's arms and sobbed softly, with grievance and sadness, "Brother, they said that mother is dead, is it true?"

Even though she was only six years old, she was still very young, but she knew many things in advance that she shouldn't know at her age. But those heavy, sad and cruel realities have been placed in front of these immature children so directly and frankly.

As soon as Xiaoya cried, several other children couldn't help but burst into tears and turned into little faces: "Brother Zimo, is it true that the dean's mother is gone forever? We haven't seen her for a long time!"

"I miss Dean Mom so much..." "Wow... Dean Mom, Xiaohu is so afraid of the dark every night..."

The corners of his lips twitched. Facing these children who couldn't agree with each other and burst into tears, Xuan Yuan couldn't help but pressed his forehead with a headache. He looked a little helpless. He poked at these soft things as if Xuan Yuan really didn't know how to face the little guys who were going to die.

"Okay, don't cry." Xuan Yuan was choked by a few sobs and was so sad that his face was filled with sadness, fear, and panic. All kinds of emotions, and tears streaming down his face were surrounded by little monsters. Xuan Yuan was speechless and choked for a moment before he could do it. Baba comforted them, but he himself found the words of comfort unconvincing.

Seeing that the comfort was useless, Xuan Yuan couldn't help but take a deep breath, then touched the head of the little girl in his arms who was crying the saddest and loudest, and whispered: "Can I tell you a secret? I promise this. After the secret is told, you will all be happy."

Children all like to hear secrets. Seeing Xuan Yuan's mysterious look, Xiaoya took out a small piece of old, tattered but cleanly washed handkerchief from her purse and cried to herself. After wiping his dirty little face clean, he looked up at Xuan Yuan, opened his big reddish eyes and urged: "Brother, brother, please hurry up and stop talking!"

Several other children also stopped crying. They were not as particular as Xiaoya. They casually wiped their faces with their sleeves and came closer. They stood next to Xuan Yuan and put on a mysterious posture as if they wanted to hear the secret. They raised their heads. Waiting eagerly for Xuan Yuan to reveal an "earth-shaking" secret.

"Do you like the current dean?" In order to accommodate these children, Xuan Yuan took a breath, lowered his voice, and asked softly.

All the children, including Xiaoya, shook their heads with a slight look of disgust on their faces: "I don't like him, we hate him!"

"Well, what I want to tell you is that he will no longer be your dean soon." Xuan Yuan whispered, with a hint of smile in his voice, "Soon, if you just have to be patient for a while, the dean will We can change people when we are older, and then we can still be like when the dean’s mother was here.”

Xiaoya blinked her reddish eyes and asked timidly: "Really, brother? But there is a new dean. The new dean may also be a very bad and bad wolf and will not take good care of our QAQ." "

"I will be the new dean." Xuan Yuan stroked the little girl's head and ruffled the little girl's already messy hair. He pretended to be annoyed, snorted softly, and gently used his slender fingers to He poked Xiaoya's eyebrow lightly, "Am I a bad person? Am I the big bad wolf?"

Xiaoya and the other little guys were stunned for a moment, and then they couldn't help cheering after they realized what they were doing, chirping to express their happiness: "Great, the bad guys are going to be driven away!"

By the time Xuan Yuan finally got rid of these chirping little guys, it was almost two o'clock. Zhao Ping and Xiao Wang had already returned from lunch. When they saw Xuan Yuan coming out of the orphanage, Zhao Ping had nothing. He asked, just pointing to the lunch they packed and said: "Eat quickly."

"Yeah." Xuan Yuan responded softly, and after sitting in the passenger seat, he suddenly asked, "Are there any activities that I can take part in now? Acting, variety shows, or interviews, anything is fine. Can you get it? ?”

Zhao Ping turned the steering wheel and turned around. He didn't look too surprised when he heard this. He just said calmly and clearly: "The Sword Master doesn't have many roles in "Sword Cultivator". It's tentatively determined that at most half You can finish all the shooting in a month, so you really need to think about your next trip.”

"Well, what do you want to do in such a hurry to accept the event?" Zhao Ping finally couldn't help but ask. He was still quite concerned about Qiao Zimo, who had just grown up and had a simple and straightforward personality, for fear that he would leave. What a detour.

Xuan Yuan raised his eyebrows and said casually: "Going to college and buying an orphanage don't always cost money." Although the Sunshine Welfare Orphanage accepts donations from the society, it is not a public orphanage, but a private one. So all people are not immutable.

Zhao Ping: "...I know." So the topic comes back to how to make money, right? So your ultimate goal is to make money, right? "There happened to be an invitation. What I originally wanted to tell you was... A very popular outdoor variety show.”

After a pause, Zhao Ping added: "This variety show has always used pranks on artists and difficult tasks as its selling points. It is very popular and the show is very popular. It is not a bad invitation. They are interested in your popularity as the sword master and... ...Skills, I specially invite you to participate in the recording of the next episode.”

"Take it if you think it's appropriate." Xuan Yuan shrugged nonchalantly and said casually. Just as Zhao Ping was driving for a while, he had already finished his lunch like a whirlwind, and at this time he lazily leaned on his bed. Sitting on the seat, eyes squinted and careless, like a satiated cat basking in the sun.

Xuan Yuan's tone was lazy: "I believe in your vision, just go ahead and do it. Just let me know when you decide." He is really trusting, wholehearted, and without a trace of doubt.

Zhao Ping: However, I don’t feel happy at all.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Ping maintained his composure and said in a deep voice: "Since you agree, I will take over this variety show for you. After you finish filming "Sword Cultivator", you can start this The outdoor variety show was filmed.”

"And your Weibo, I have applied for you today and applied for v. With the traffic of the crew posting makeup photos, your Weibo attention has increased a lot. If you have time, you can go to Weibo and check it out yourself. If you want to post on Weibo, remember to pay attention to your words, and don’t post photos with straight male aesthetics..."

Before he finished speaking about the photo, he stopped. While waiting for the red light, he turned to look at Xuan Yuan expressionlessly, who was shaking his cell phone, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xuan Yuan shrugged innocently: "It's a rubbish second-hand phone that can't load the Weibo APP."

Zhao Ping:…………