People who visit the Network Information Center are like running water all day long; this seriously interferes with the normal operation of the Network Information Center, and also interferes with the cultivation and exploration of the worms in Zhou Dong's body.
Therefore, before getting off work on Friday, Zhou Dong put up a sign at the Network Information Center: Nurses and fat people are not allowed to enter.
Doctors are very disapproving of this. They are all scientifically literate and do not believe in such things; because there is no rigorous scientific theory to prove that Zhou Dong's weight loss effect is really the one with the intermediate professional title.
The result of Deputy Director Li's skillful acupuncture; to take a step back, even though it is a fact, it does not prove to be universally applicable.
The rejection of several well-known fat men in the hospital is proof that if Deputy Director Li had no evil intentions, he would not treat Zhou Dong alone; in Ocean Hospital, there are many more influential fat people than Zhou Dong, such as Vice President Zhao.
It's the weekend again, Ye'er is going to Suzhou Suzhou Suixueyuan to learn painting, and this time Zhu Tong can't escape no matter what.
In order not to meet Mei Lanting, Zhu Tong excused himself from going to the hospital for the first two weekends. Ye'er understood that after all, when you are new to a unit, you have to adapt to many things and prepare for exams. It is necessary to be busy. Only people who have nothing to do all day
I hate it.
The kind and beautiful female police officer didn't know that the little liar was working overtime, but he was studying how to deal with the mysterious bug. This was not a serious matter with practical significance in any case, but Zhou Dong cooperated very well. Although it was painful, Zhu Tong threatened
As soon as the injection stopped, his fat rebounded and became even fatter.
Zhu Tong has completely mastered the two-way acupuncture method of Guimen Thirteen Needles, combined with the "qi" word determination method and the "ling" word determination method; the "anger" word determination method, because it is groping, often has deviations.
It was the fat man who suffered. Zhou Dong was stabbed and fainted, which was almost a common occurrence. Once Zhu Tong stabbed him with a combination of needles, and the little fat man trembled all over and went into shock.
But he had suffered enough from the pain of being obese, so he gritted his teeth and endured it, and insisted on going to the hospital on weekends to be tortured by the little liar. This perseverance and endurance moved Zhu Tong.
One day, Wang Juefei walked into the information center before getting off work. After observing Deputy Director Li's acupuncture and experiencing it himself, he asked, "Director Li, why don't you become the deputy director of the plastic surgery department? This way, you can solve the problem of deputy senior professional title in advance; their director
I’ve mentioned you before, it’s very profitable to lose weight now.”
The little liar flatly refused. He couldn't control when the Butterfly God would break out.
As a result, even Zhou Dong had fewer opportunities to enjoy Deputy Director Li's acupuncture skills; Zhu Tong put two piles of reference books on the table and concentrated on reviewing the homework for the postgraduate entrance examination, mainly foreign languages, and the difference was not as bad as ordinary.
But I can't go this time. Zhu Yun, the owner of Xiaoyun Manor, called me and he will accompany his uncle Zhu Huang to visit the Bamboo Taoist in Broken Snow Garden.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Mei Lanting's Audi A4 parked in front of Zijin Haoyuan on time. It is more troublesome for women to go out, so Zhu Tong came out first. Ye'er stayed at Duohua's place last night, so she asked Zhu Tong to come down first.
"I have it." After getting in the car, Mei Lanting's first words made the little liar break into a cold sweat.
We haven't seen each other for twenty days. Mei Lanting is still dressed in a neutral outfit, with a hint of charm in his eyebrows. He looks at Zhu Tong with a half-smile.
"Are you sure?" Zhu Tong asked guiltily. He was really doubtful. It was possible to win the bid in one go. However, looking at Mei Lanting's expression, it was very doubtful.
"Come, let me show you." Zhu Tong reached out to grab Mei Lanting's right wrist.
"What are you doing? There are differences between men and women. This is a big road, and people talk a lot, so please be respectful." Mei Lanting dodged lightly.
Maybe they are both from the world of martial arts, and the two of them even faced each other naked. Zhu Tong was the most relaxed when facing Mei Lanting, and smiled: "You said you have it? I don't believe it."
"I didn't make you believe it, I just told you; you don't have to be afraid, I, Mei Lanting, will not pester you, let alone tell Ye'er."
"Humph, I didn't cum at all. How could you have a child?" Zhu Tong said with a cold face.
"You---shameless." Mei Lanting laughed and scolded: "Rogue, I didn't say I was pregnant."
"Then you said you have it, what do you have?"
"I miss you a little bit, can't I?" Ye'er and Duohua came over, and Mei Lanting flicked Zhu Tong's head: "You men are not good things; I will wait for you at home on Monday night, and I will let you go then."
Let’s see if I really have it. Anyway, I don’t feel right.”
Zhu Tong put it down with a beating heart, and was lifted up in the air again.
The Audi A4 started, this time Zhu Tong was driving, and Ye'er was sitting in the assistant seat; three women in a drama, flowers blooming and innocent, Mei Lanting was born in a real pear garden family, the drama was even more lively.
It's almost the end of the year, and the market in Shanghai is filled with a Christmas atmosphere. Shop assistants wearing pointed red hats are soliciting customers on the street early in the morning. The flowers are novel, and she likes the excitement the most. She repeatedly asked Ye'er and Mei Lanting about this holiday.
He even asked Zhu Tong to stop and get a hat to wear.
When we arrived at Broken Snow Garden, it was just half past ten. Zhu Tong paid attention all the way and didn't find Qin Keqiang's shadow.
Also, there are countless masters in the world gathered in Broken Snow Garden today, and no one dares to cause trouble here. Six of Ma Ye's personal disciples live in Broken Snow Garden.
Liu Yilan's Mercedes-Benz was also parked in front of Suixueyuan. Two young men in black suits were sitting on the porch drinking tea. Zhu Tong's nephew Zhu Chengfeng was also there.
The young man was smart enough. He just remembered to salute and saw Zhu Tong's gesture. He immediately walked to the Mercedes-Benz in a pretentious manner and started joking with the driver sitting inside.
To be precise, Duohua can be regarded as half a member of the world, and the only outsider is Ye'er. After entering the Broken Snow Garden, Ye'er went to the water pavilion to learn painting with Ma Ye as usual; Duohua went fishing, and Ma Ye raised her in the water pavilion.
Goldfish in the lotus pond.
Mei Lanting obediently put up a cover: "Doctor Li, are you okay with the Taoist priest?" He turned around the path to the back garden, and Mei Lanting didn't speak again along the way.
Under the cloud pavilion, more than a dozen plum blossoms have bloomed pink petals, and the fragrance of plum blossoms floats around the still water.
Under the plum tree, Taoist Bamboo was chatting over wine with an old man. Zhu Yun and Zhu Chenghu were standing behind the old man. Liu Yilan was standing to the left of Taoist Bamboo. There was a pretty girl beside her, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, holding a tray.
, covered with white brocade, you can’t see what’s inside.
"Master, uncle, be well." Zhu Tong walked a few steps, knelt down and bowed to his uncle, Zhu Huang.
"Get up, you are very good. The Bamboo Dao Sect said you are smart, Elder Mei praised you for being knowledgeable, and the eldest sister of the Liu family praised you for being affectionate and righteous. It is a blessing and a destiny for the Zhu family to have a worldly disciple like you." Zhu Huang looked at it.
I was really happy. I stretched out my hand to help Zhu Tong and looked at him. "Is that thing okay in there?"
"Thank you, Master, for your concern. Except for the uneasy sleep, everything is fine." Zhu Tong did not dare to be presumptuous. Although Master Zhu Huang seemed a bit pedantic and even inappropriate in his opinion, he had an awe-inspiring righteousness, which was exactly what little liars respected.
Although Zhu Tong bowed his head honestly and said, "Thank you for your support," his mind was filled with other thoughts. A gentleman can be bullied. Do you always believe what others say?
Ma Ye said that the little liar had extraordinary knowledge, that was for sure. After returning from a bad experience in Shandong, Ma Ye always had a three-pointed attitude when he saw Zhu Tong; this was just a scene talk; knowledge can also be divided into good and bad; Zhu Tong
Tong knew: In the eyes of Elder Mei, he was just a man of conspiracy, and no matter how outstanding he was, it was not a good thing.
Smart? How can the Bamboo Taoist be hypocritical? He should be the most smart here; it turns out that the head of the Tao Sect sometimes goes against his will.
Looking at Liu Yilan's appearance, who would believe that she is plotting against him secretly? If there is love and justice, then it depends on who is right. This word is sometimes another expression for a fool.
Incredible! Zhu Tong suddenly thought that the top experts from the four sects of Jianghu were gathered in Suixueyuan now. In such an occasion, it is appropriate to be polite. Maybe they really are polite.
Liu Yilan turned around and took the tray from the girl next to her, and held it in front of Zhu Huang: "Senior, thank you for healing the bamboo Taoist priest. Yilan prepared a little note, please be sure to accept it."
Zhu Huang looked at Taoist Zhu, and sure enough, his aura was ethereal, and the stagnant feeling on his body had almost disappeared, and he looked as light as water. Taoist Zhu's injuries had been treated by his uncle, and looking at his brother Zhu Yun's weak appearance, it was inevitable that he had just been there
Tired.
"That's what it should be. Zhu Men never wants anything in return for treating people's illnesses. Zhu Dao Sect was injured because of me, Zhu Men. It's us who should say thank you. Gifts must never be accepted. Zhu Dao Sect's injuries have not yet healed.
I wish the club will do its best."
Zhu Huang didn't want to, he didn't even look at Liu Yilan, a gentleman doesn't look at her, her dress today was dignified and beautiful; Zhu Tong also found it pleasing to the eye.
"You are a connoisseur of books, why don't you take a look? A few years ago, I saw this pen at an auction in London. I liked it and bought it, but I didn't know the origin of this pen. Only when I saw you did I know,
A good pen needs to be rewarded by a wise king."
Liu Yilan opened the white brocade, and on the red gold tray was a simple brush.
At first glance, this is a valuable treasure, but upon closer inspection it becomes even more remarkable; the pen body is slightly curved, eight inches long, and seems to be made of ice and snow. A green phoenix is coiled on the upper part of the pen barrel, half hidden among the white clouds made of runny jade.
The top is inlaid with pearls, and the hand is embellished with seven large red sapphires. The tip of the pen is made of green silk hair, which seems to be gentle. When the wind blows and the plum blossoms sway, the green silk hair does not move.
"Fengzhuo Qingyu." Uncle Zhu Huang's beard trembled, and Zhu Tong knew that what Liu Yilan was dealing with must not be ordinary.
"Look, you still have a wise eye for treasures. It has been around me for a long time, and no one knew it had such an elegant name. Senior Zhu, this pen should be regarded as a gift from my Orchid School to Zhumen."
"I want it." Zhu Tong thought his uncle was going to refuse, but unexpectedly he actually accepted it.
"Feng Zhuo Qingyu is my gift to Zhumen. Sister Liu family, Zhumen will remember this favor." Zhu Huang stood up and bowed his hands; Zhu Yun, Zhutong and Zhu Chenglong also followed suit.
"I can't stand this;" Liu Yilan quickly pulled Taoist Zhu away; "Brother Zhu, how can this happen?"
"In the rivers and lakes, it is necessary to take care of each other. Only Zhumen can use such a pen. Sister Liu, the favor of the seniors is for your sisters, so you deserve it." Taoist Zhu did not be polite for Liu Yilan.
Zhu Huang asked again: "Excuse me, has the eldest sister of the Liu family met the person who sold this pen?"
"No, senior, if you want to know, I can ask my friends to inquire. If there is any news, I will report it to senior."
"Sister Liu family, thank you for your trouble." Zhu Huang thanked her again.
"Brother Zhu said that the rivers and lakes should take care of each other, seniors, please stop being polite." Liu Yilan took another brocade box from the girl's hand, opened it and handed it to Zhu Tong: "I'll give you these pair of gadgets.
Don't refuse, I wish Senior Huang will be more cheerful than you; this is not for you, but for Miss Su."
In the box lay a pair of white bamboo pens. Zhu Tong didn't understand this thing, but it was pleasing to the eye at first sight. Ye'er must have liked it even more when she saw it. These are a pair of finely crafted fine pens with round tips, white, pure and delicate.
, like a magnolia in bud ready to bloom, it looks beautiful and is suitable for those who are learning gongbi painting.
"How much is it?" Zhu Tong asked, saying something about the scenery of the great temple. Such an elegant thing is really inappropriate in this elegant time.
Liu Yilan didn't expect him to ask such a question, so she smiled and said nothing. Master Zhu Huang frowned, raised a glass of wine and handed it over: "The bamboo flower wine brewed by the Bamboo Taoist is unique in the Taoist sect. It only takes ten years to get a jar. Drink it."
A cup might do you some good."
Zhu Tong could only drink this cup of bitter wine, and complained to his pedantic uncle in his heart: What is the Jianghu lineage? Good things need money to buy, how can you easily owe the favor of Eight-Rank Orchid?
Liu Yilan's gifts were delivered sooner rather than later, and she took them as soon as they came. Most of them were made for herself.
There is no one else in Shanghai like Zhu Men, so I have to repay this favor myself.