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166 Lost Luck, Retribution Comes [2 more](1/2)

“…”

Gu Wenzhu only felt that all the sounds were taken away.

Everything fell silent.

Only the face in front of me that made thousands of lights dimly eclipse.

"You--" Gu Wenzhu suddenly opened her eyes wide, feeling a little disbelief, "Alan?!"

He didn't stand firmly, and he staggered and almost fell.

Si Fuqing stretched out his hand and held the old man in time.

She hugged him, sighed, and repeated: "Teacher, it's me."

"No, what are you doing..." Gu Wenzhu is such a rigorous person, and he was a little mentally insane and stuttering, "Are you reborn?!"

When he saw Yunlan for the last time, she was already 22 years old.

Five years have passed, why is she still younger?

Gu Wenzhu's brain is not enough.

He stared at Si Fuqing blankly, and his eyes turned red little by little.

He remembered this scene, just like the first meeting of Grain many years ago.

The girl stood under the steps, her eyes were curved and smiling, and her eyebrows were full of youthful aura and frivolity.

She was born with the heart of a strong man who overlooked the land of the Five Prefectures and should soar in the world.

There is no shackle in this world that can trap her.

Even if there are thorns ahead, she can walk by calmly.

It was Yun Lan's expression and the look that Yun Lan had.

It's just not that face.

"I know the teacher believes in me." Si Fuqing just laughed and said softly, "So I don't have to explain anything."

Gu Wenzhu fell silent: "..."

After a while, he sighed: "If I don't believe you, who else can believe you? You are my student."

Si Fuqing's eyelashes moved slightly and he was about to speak.

"This is not a place to talk." Gu Wenzhu patted her shoulder and his eyes softened, "Let's find a private room."

Si Fuqing followed behind him and looked around, and was quite surprised: "Didn't the person named Qu come?"

"What are he doing?" When talking about Qu Lingyun, Gu Wenzhu was not angry. "He can't even find him. Why are the number one director of Daxia? What's the use of him?"

Si Fuqing paused and reminded: "Teacher, I can't find me like this."

Gu Wenzhu: "..."

He was angry: "He's just useless anyway!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Si Fuqing smiled and immediately looked serious, "I don't want to see him either, just see the teacher."

This sentence made Gu Wenzhu very useful: "Alan, you are sensible. Ling Yun knows how to anger me every day. If you have been with him in the Great Xia Empire for so long, you can kill people on the road."

The two entered a private restaurant.

Si Fuqing sat down with Gu Wenzhu: "How is the teacher's health?"

"Okay, I participated in a marathon held in a city a few days ago." Gu Wenzhu looked a little lighter, "and won tenth place."

Si Fuqing applauded: "The teacher is really a treasure that is not old, and the old horse is in the stable, and his ambition is thousands of miles away."

"Okay, don't praise me for now, so what's going on?" Gu Wenzhu frowned, "Even if you are reborn, you won't change your face, right? Do you know that I have given you insurance for your face? There are 1 billion!"

Si Fuqing coughed lightly: "Actually, that face is also fake."

How can you do it when you are away and don’t know how to disguise?

Of course, she does not have the ability of an evolutionist and can change her face at will, and she can only rely on technology and makeup techniques.

Gu Wenzhu fell silent again: "Alan, tell me honestly, you can't belong to any special agent organization, right? To be honest, I've been used to the storms over the years and can accept it."

Si Fuqing thought for a while: "Actually, I died once, and then resurrected the corpse. The agent organization you mentioned can barely be counted."

At the beginning, her second senior brother was the only one in T18.

Then the second senior brother said that he couldn't hold on alone, so he fucked her and the third senior sister in.

Then she was forced to take another job.

"Resurrection with the corpse?" Gu Wenzhu was choked, and he looked at her, "When did you have this symptoms? Today?"

Si Fuqing blinked: "Didn't you say you're used to being storms?"

Gu Wenzhu: "..."

He has never seen these storms before.

"Forget it, I don't care about these." Gu Wenzhu pursed her lips and her voice trembled, "It's good if you come back, it's good if you come back!"

At the end, he could no longer suppress his face and tears burst out from his eyes.

Si Fuqing's eyes changed: "Teacher, you..."

"It's so embarrassing." Gu Wenzhu wiped her tears, turned her head away, couldn't help but choked, and her shoulders were trembling. "I'm already in my seventies, why can't I control my emotions anymore? Don't look at me, it's so embarrassing."

Si Fuqing handed over the tissue in silence: "Teacher, I'm sorry."

Sometimes she wonders why she can wake up again.

Maybe it's because there are many people waiting for her.

"I'm sorry to say something to me." It took Gu Wenzhu a long time to calm down. His eyes were still red, but he quickly got to the point, "So those two sets of clothes?"

"I am a mentor in a talent show." Si Fuqing nodded, "I brought a few good students and the final performance is about to be held, so I specially prepared a performance costume for them."

"You are really..." Gu Wenzhu didn't know what to say, and she disagreed very much, "I didn't see you treating you better."

Si Fuqing was lazy: "I just need to drink fried chicken and drink Coke, but the requirements are not high."

"Okay, I know you can support me." Gu Wenzhu was helpless, "I have prepared the clothes for you, and I use international express delivery and will arrive tomorrow."

"That's it." Si Fu leaned into his chin, "I've pinched the email I sent you."

"You are the only one who is a clever man." Gu Wenzhu finally smiled, "Come on, stop talking, have a meal first."

The dishes come up soon.

Si Fuqing pinched the chopsticks, and his sleeves were suddenly pulled by a Pixiu.

"Hmm?" Si Fuqing lowered his body slightly, "You mean I have recognized the teacher, why don't you go directly to find the second senior brother and the others?"

Xiaobai nodded.

"Not yet." Si Fuqing's eyes sank, "I have to collect the news from the Liberty Island to see what happened to the explosion at that time. And your strength has not been restored, neither do I. We all know how messy the Liberty Island is."

"So I can't contact you on my own initiative, and I have to wait for them to come here. The teacher is different. No one in the sect knows that Yunlan is me. No matter how chaotic the film and television industry is, it is impossible for them to directly throw bombs to each other."

Xiaobai was very depressed.

Even it doesn't know why its power is gone.

But it is already a blessing in disgrace to be able to reunite with its dog owner

Gu Wenzhu turned around and said, "What are you wobbly there?"

Si Fuqing: "..."

She stuffed Xiaobai into her bag with one hand and slowly said, "It's nothing."

Ancient people heard of bamboo suspicion.

His student's symptoms were very wrong recently and he started to communicate with the dog. It seemed that he needed to find a neurologist for her to take a look.

**

On the other side, in the Zuo family villa.

Zuo Tianfeng was very concerned: "Xian Yu, your Uncle Mo said that you are not in a state of work recently, so you should take a leave, otherwise it would be bad if you make another mistake."

Zuo Xianyu pressed her head and exhaled slowly, but she could only accept it: "Yes."

This is really strange.

She also has enough sleep and is not tired. Why has she made frequent mistakes in her work recently?

Although they are all small mistakes, they were discovered in time to prevent bad consequences from happening.

But if this continues, you may not make a serious mistake one day.

A small mistake in the business world may cause the company to lose hundreds of millions of dollars.

The shareholder who once praised her for not being able to see her these days was wrong.

Zuo Xianyu is in a very bad mood.
To be continued...
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