Now, Qian Ming, who seems to have a close relationship with Su Chunfeng, also possesses magic, wants to find Wang Qimin to become a disciple.
And this seems to have a lot to do with Su Chunfeng. But before that, Su Chunfeng was very wary of Wang Qimin.
Thinking of this, Zhao Shangang couldn't help but feel alert, raised his eyebrows and said with a cold look: "Teacher Qian, I don't know what the matter of your apprenticeship has to do with Chunfeng, and I won't ask. But I warn you that I haven't gotten it.
Before Chunfeng's permission, you must not reveal Chunfeng's secret to Wang Qimin, let alone tell Wang Qimin that I was entrusted by Chunfeng and have been paying attention to the news of whether he came back, and don't say that you know me... Otherwise
If you want to blame me for turning my back on you!”
Qian Ming shivered and shivered. The fierce murderous aura that Zhao Shangang exuded at this moment was so powerful and terrifying that he was inexplicably frightened.
As a half-sword warlock, Qian Ming knew too well what this meant.
Non-powerful officials and generals who commanded thousands of troops, non-powerful soldiers who died in the mountains of blood and died in a row, and they were just a young man in his twenties, but they could instantly exude such a fascinating way.
Especially the momentum that made a warlock scare. In the relevant classics that Qian Ming has read, this kind of person who is born like a ferocious demon will eventually leave a title in history that is very praise-and-debate.
——The hero!
The heroes, ghosts and gods are afraid!
From the perspective of magic, it is a person with extremely independent and strong will and is not easily tempted by magic.
After calming down, Qian Ming avoided Zhao Shangang's fierce aggressive eyes. He felt unwilling to accept it, but he felt extremely stressed, and even couldn't help but fear, saying, "I am just like you, and I know Su Chunfeng very well."
You can't reveal the secret, you can rest assured of this."
"That's good." Zhao Shangang nodded, his expression was as gentle as before, and he smiled gently: "I'm sorry, Teacher Qian, don't mind my attitude just now. In fact, I won't participate in matters like you, but I will not participate in things like you.
I won't ask too much, this is what Chunfeng means. But I only care about one thing, that is, no one can infringe on Su Chunfeng's interests, otherwise it will be my mortal enemy of Zhao Shangang. On the contrary, anyone who is Su Chunfeng's friend
, That is my Zhao Shangang’s friend. I am willing to work hard for my friends!”
"It can be seen that Zhao is a righteous person." Qian Ming smiled bitterly, sweating on his back.
"Oh by the way, I just proposed that we cooperate, so I said something else, haha." Zhao Shangang raised his hand and patted Qian Ming's shoulder, and said, "One code is the same, let's..." Speaking of this, Zhao Shangang suddenly became
He frowned and asked with a smile: "Brother, do you know Wang Qimin?"
Qian Ming shook his head: "I don't know him."
"Then how do you know him and want to be his teacher?" Zhao Shangang narrowed his eyes slightly.
"It was Chunfeng who told me to guide me to worship Wang Qimin as his teacher." Qian Ming did not hide anything, because it was obvious that Zhao Shangang cared more about Su Chunfeng than him, and seemed to be trusted by Su Chunfeng more, "But, like you
As I said before, Chunfeng told me that I cannot tell Wang Qimin about this matter, and he does not want Wang Qimin to know about it."
After thinking about it with a smile, Zhao Shangang raised his hand and pointed to the crowd not far from the west, saying, "Did you see the old man who leads a child?"
"Hmm?" Qian Ming looked in the direction Zhao Shangang pointed.
I saw a crowded crowd of people standing or squatting on the north side of the street. A very simple gray vest, black trousers and a pair of brown and yellow leather sandals. She was not tall, a little fat, and a little bald, looking six.
An old man in his teenage years old was holding a young man wearing a pair of inferior blue plastic slippers, black shorts and white vests, standing among the crowd and looking at the gate of a crowded high school.
The boy looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, with an ordinary flat head, thin and black, and his face could not be seen clearly because of his back.
"He is Wang Qimin." Zhao Shangang said lightly.
"What?" Qian Ming was stunned.
Time flies, and more than two years have passed in a blink of an eye. When Su Chunfeng was in the first year of high school, he is now taking the college entrance examination on the campus of No. 1 Middle School.
At that time, Qian Ming was taught by Su Chunfeng and pointed out the path to learning from his master.
Later, he embarked on the road to finding a teacher. I remember that year, he would go to Dongwangzhuang Village every weekend to check it out, hoping that the dilapidated house gate could be opened. Later, he would definitely take time during the holidays.
I went to see it, and I returned with hope every time, and I returned disappointed every time, but his tenacity made him reluctant to give up.
now……
Wang Qimin, who had been waiting for nearly three years, appeared in front of Qian Ming!
But he suddenly lost the joy of excitement and excitement, but was a little confused and confused - what should I do next?
He had an impression that Wang Qimin led the boy and walked over from the sidewalk opposite just now.
"What are you thinking?" Zhao Shangang smiled and said, "I will take you to the intersection and get off the car. Don't let Wang Qimin see you in my car... This old man is very thoughtful and has been out for several years.
Although he doesn't know my car, he can't guarantee that he won't recognize this car in the future." As he said that, Zhao Shangang started the car, turned right and drove east along the road, looking back from the rearview mirror, and said:
"Be careful, don't let this old man disturb Chunfeng's exam."
"Oh." Qian Ming came back to his senses.
Soon, the car drove to the intersection a hundred meters east of the No. 1 Middle School Gate and stopped.
"Mr. Zhao, see you later."
"Go." Zhao Shangang waved his hand.
After getting off the car, Qian Ming didn't care about watching Zhao Shangang's car leave, so he quickly walked towards the gate of No. 1 Middle School.
Within a distance of 100 meters, he kept staring at Wang Qimin, who was dressed in ordinary clothes and looked like an old farmer. While recalling Su Chunfeng's introduction to Wang Qimin, he said: "He is Dongwangzhuang."
A retired teacher from the township middle school is a master of magic in the world. Go and worship him as his teacher..." Qian Ming remembered that Su Chunfeng had said with great emotion and seriousness that Wang Qimin practiced his magic skills more than him
To be much higher.
When Wang Qimin was still more than 20 meters away, the old man who stood in the crowd with a weak appearance would not attract anyone's attention suddenly turned his head and looked at Qian Ming accurately, a pair of seemingly faint.
Two terrifying cold lights suddenly burst out in the old eyes.
Qian Ming was startled and stood there involuntarily.
The cold light in Wang Qimin's eyes flashed and then he returned to his original state, without any energy. He was like an old man in the evening, or an old farmer who was exhausted from finishing farm work in the fields. He turned around.
Turning around, he pulled the thin, weak, black boy who seemed to have been malnourished since childhood, strode down the crowded sidewalk, and walked quickly west along the already narrow Yanwulou Street.
The young man seemed to be a little surprised and scared because of Wang Qimin's sudden move. He turned his head and looked back with a frightened look, then quickly followed Wang Qimin west.
Qian Ming came back from the shock, sweating all over his body, and a chill on his back.
He found that he was shocked by Wang Qimin's eyes, or more accurately, magic, in a moment, and caused him to stand still in place and be unable to move at all for a short time.
Where is the person?
Wang Qimin and the boy disappeared.
Qian Ming felt panic and looked around. He suddenly realized that he was standing under the sun and dazed intently. He didn't know how long it had been.
Some people nearby were already looking at him with the look of looking at the psychopath, and some were whispering something.
Qian Ming stomped his feet, turned around and rode his motorcycle, and chased west with the accelerator.
After chasing until the downstairs of Yanwu, Qian Ming stopped the motorcycle and turned around and looked around, but he could no longer find Wang Qimin and the young man.
It was almost noon, and the poisonous sun was in the sky.
Going west to Yanwulou Street, north and south of Kaixuan Road, there are few pedestrians and vehicles.
What's going on?
Where did Wang Qimin go? Why did he suddenly use magic to target me like an enemy? Why did he avoid me? Does he know who I am?
Qian Ming was confused and frustrated, and he felt a little desperate and angry!
You and I have never known each other, but because of Su Chunfeng's words, I have not been malicious in waiting for you without any malicious intentions. Wang Qimin has been running to the door of the broken house in the alley of Dongwangzhuang Village countless times. It is not far away for the New Year.
He braved the cold and prayed and went with hope, but then rushed back at night in disappointment...
Sincere can be seen, and heaven and earth can be witnessed!
Why?
After a long time, Qian Ming sat on the motorcycle under the harsh sunlight, lowered his head, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and showed a listless bitter smile.
At this time, the ringtone for the end of the first college entrance examination came from the campus of No. 1 Middle School not far away.
So the crowd waiting at the school gate suddenly burst into noise.
Turning his head and looking at the increasingly crowded and messy gate of a middle school. Qian Ming wanted to go there and wait for Su Chunfeng to come out, and then tell him about this.
But thinking about it, he still held back.
This cannot affect Su Chunfeng's mentality and delay his college entrance examination.
"Forget it." Qian Ming gritted his teeth, bounced the cigarette butt out, kicked the motorcycle, and turned right on the accelerator and rushed north along the Triumphal Road.
...
On the campus of No. 1 Middle School.
Su Chunfeng, who knew nothing about what was happening outside, was standing at the entrance of the corridor on the west side of the teaching building with a small plastic bag containing test stationery, waiting for Wang Haifei to squeeze into the group of students to walk out of the entrance of the corridor.
Smiling, he stepped forward and grabbed Wang Haifei's hand, and walked out together: "How do you feel?"
"It's okay, it's all done." Wang Haifei said with a relaxed smile: "Where are you?"
"Submit the paper in advance, and wait for you here..."
"Oh, why don't you review the question a few times?"
“Because I have confidence.”
"You can't be careless, it's such an important thing in the college entrance examination..." Wang Haifei blamed him with some angrily: "You are not allowed to hand in the papers in advance next time."