Chapter 152: What to do with me

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The porridge stall owner saw that Wang Qi did not like to eat herring porridge, and quickly brought a bowl of mung bean porridge up. Wang Qi took a sip and put it down again.
The family born in Wang Qi ’s life is not rich, but food and clothing are not lacking. Condiments like sugar are still available. But this stall was originally just a place for some artisans to eat and drink. How could it be so luxurious to prepare enough sugar? Wang Qi Nalu bean porridge has less sugar, and Wang Qi only eats a light beany smell.
Mao Zimiao watched Wang Qi use chopsticks to stir in herring porridge, frowning and training: "No, Ozaki, can't be picky!"
The boy hummed twice and picked a few pieces of herring from the porridge to eat.
The girl was a little dissatisfied, and the cat ears on her head jittered twice: "Come and drink porridge!"
As if Wang Qi didn't hear it, he continued to stir up the porridge with chopsticks.
Mao Zimiao was somewhat dissatisfied, and felt that Wang Qi should not ignore himself. But when she looked at Wang Qi's bowl, she remembered the day before yesterday when she saw this product drawing fried rice. The girl could not help but smile, said: "I'm so fascinated meow!"
Hearing Mao Zimiao's sigh, Wang Qi was relieved. He began to hurt the chopsticks and stir the porridge just to get used to it. On the ship, he tried to control motion sickness by contemplation. It is a pity that his motion sickness is physiological, and the effect of contemplation is limited. After a long time of viewing the flames and flames, Wang Qi has become accustomed to sketching graphics. After Wang Qi noticed what his hands were doing, he got a good idea and tried to avoid eating porridge in this way.
From the point of view of picky eating, Wang University is like a child.
There is a saying on earth that men who work hard are the most attractive. And the customs of Xiandao is still thinking deeply. Mao Zimiao looked at Wang Qi, who was drawing in the porridge, and felt very happy.
Think about it, the chance of two people being alone in such a quiet place is quite rare!
Wang Qi felt the opposite gaze, and felt a little difficult to ride a tiger-this is porridge! It's liquid food! No matter how hard it is, it can't be used as scratch paper!
But now I admit that I do n’t think about it-thinking about fluid mechanics at dinner is a celebrity style. If I admit that I ’m pretending, I ’m pretending not to be a fool!
My style is not funny!
Fortunately, Wang Qi's dilemma and Mao Zimiao's enjoyment did not last long.
"Hello, isn't it ..." From afar, Wu Fan's voice floated over. Hearing the footsteps, there were several others with him. Wang Qi silently praised Wu Fan, and then pretended to be disturbed to think, frowning to Wu Fan.
Mao Zimiao's ear moved and heard Wu Fan's voice. The girl quickly adjusted her expression and pretended to be doing nothing: "Ozaki, after seeing Wu Fan in trouble, meow!"
Wang Qi nodded: "Well."
Following Wu Fan came three new disciples from Xinyue Xianyuan, all of whom Wang Qi knew, but not very familiar. Unlike Wu Fan, the three of them were crying. As soon as one of them saw Wang Qi, he came over and threw himself on the table and shouted, "Brother Wang! Can you give the brothers a breath?"
Ah This is ... the classic face-slapping plot in the novel?
Wang Qi looked at Wu Fan with a puzzled look. Wu Fan really had the quality of follow-up, immediately understood what Wang Qi wanted to ask, and explained with a bitter smile: "We are in conflict with the disciples of Lande Fairy."
It turned out that the new disciples of the Lande's Temple arrived at the station at the same time as the Xinyue Temple. The Spirit Boat of the Landes Fairyland also stops at this airport, and there are only a few places away from the Spirit Boat of Xinyue Fairyland. After free activities, the two disciples' disciples inevitably collided together.
Rand's folk style is fierce, and young people from Rand are even more domineering. How could such a group of monks let their opponents pass the exam? Soon, someone in the Lande Fairy took the initiative to provoke Xin Yue Fairy.
The disciples of Xinyue Xianyuan began to endure, but disciples of Lande repeatedly provoked, and their words were more unpleasant. Finally, a disciple of Xinyue was unexcited and fought with the disciple of Round.
Wang Qi doubted: "You can also fight privately in the city?"
"Osaki, you're so stupid, you don't care about anything." Mao Zimiao, who was unconsciously close to the word Xianhui, explained helplessly: "Land and Xinyue have different rules. Some blocks can be used for comparison."
Wang Qi thought about it. After removing himself, Xin Yuexianyuan only had two or three people who could barely be called a school bully. Among them, his friend Wu Shiqin was a law enforcer, and he had no reason to participate in such a private fight that was suspected of illegality. Thinking of this, Wang Qi asked, "Why, have you lost money?"
Among the three people brought by Wu Fan, the one who nodded his head nodded and said, "By Wenbi, Brother Long and Sister Liu can withstand it. No one in Wudou can hold the Haiyi."
The so-called literary comparison of the current Faxiu is that two people cut out the same number of questions, and then exchange the questions in their hands to solve the problems of the other party. The two sides of the competition should ensure that they can give a complete solution to their own problems. The person who finishes the opponent's question first wins.
On Earth, this kind of duel was once popular among scientists. However, with the improvement of the academic system in the 19th and 20th centuries, the duel of scientists has also become the same as that of a star—comparing with the headlines of magazines. The only difference is that scientists only grab the headlines of academic journals.
Wu Fan added: "Then they asked me to come to you. This one is not my attention, I can't bear them."
Xinyue No.1 Xueba nodded and continued to play porridge with chopsticks: "Got it, don't go."
"Great ... ah? What did you say?" After hearing Wang Qi's first sentence, all three smiled. They thought they were beaten badly by the disciples of Lande. They were overjoyed to see Wang Qi's intention to leave. However, Wang Qi's second sentence shattered their hopes.
"Why?" One of the three was anxious: "This is about the reputation of Xinyue Xianyuan."
"It's my offense." Wang Qi said lightly: "If I don't fight them, it means they are stronger than me?"
The tone of the three people was one, but the other person was still unwilling: "Others are hitting our faces naked ..."
Wang Qi stopped his chopsticks and turned to look at the person who said: "Did you make a mistake?"
"what?"
"My face is here, and those who want to be beaten let them come over to fight." Wang Qi's expression was serious: "But what about the face of Xianyuan, what does it do to me?"
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