Chapter 432: Adult teacher

Cen Mai walked around from the main hall of Luming Hall to the back door with peace of mind.
Then quietly opened the door and walked into a long and narrow corridor.
Lingping couldn't help asking: "Why don't you go to the front door?"
Cen Mai looked back at this guy and said, "Go to the main entrance. Do you want others to know that you have been to the Fusang Embassy?"
Lingping was stunned: "Is there any bad influence after coming to Fusang Embassy?"
He really doesn't know this!
Cen Mai laughed happily: "Under normal circumstances, naturally there is not!"
"but……"
"If you come to the underground dance party..."
He showed a look you know.
Lingping scratched his head, still not quite clear.
Cen Mai had no choice but to introduce it: "Brother Ling, you probably don't know, this world is divided into outer and inner, yin and yang!"
"I don't know how many people, in formal occasions, well-dressed, gentlemanly demeanor, once in private...the original shape is revealed...hehe..."
He walked across a window sill, took a mask from the window sill, and put it on his face.
Then he turned his head and said peacefully to Ling: "Look, I put on a mask, can you still recognize me?"
Lingping originally wanted to tell him that even if you don't wear a mask, as long as you don't see each other for two or three hours, my face blindness may cause me to confuse you with other people.
But after thinking about it, he held back.
After all, it is a taboo to talk shallowly and deeply.
So he nodded.
The other party casually threw a mask on Ling'an's hands: "Put it on!"
"Liberate your nature!"
Ling Ping'an took this mask and looked at it. It seemed to be the facial makeup of Sichuan opera?
"Liberating nature?" Lingping asked.
"Yes!" said Cen Mai, wearing a devil mask with green fangs: "We are all products of social and moral discipline!"
"Schools inculcate us with morals, society has formulated various rules, and families have brought various constraints..."
"But these... are actually imposed on us by others..."
"The shackles that restrict, imprison and oppress us!"
"Put on the mask and put down those rules..."
As he said, Cen Mai chanted indulgently: "Mr. Lord, he regards heaven and earth as a dynasty, ten thousand periods as a period, the sun and the moon as a feud, and the eight wilderness as a court..."
Lingping listened, as if a string had been plucked in his heart.
He slowly put on the facial mask.
The mask was put on the face, a new feeling rose from the heart.
The world in my eyes seems to become more exciting!
Colorful, encircled.
His mentality has also undergone extremely subtle and peculiar changes.
As a result, Ling Ping'an laughed, and couldn't help but ponder in his heart: "Keep listening to the sound of thunder, not seeing the shape of Mount Tai, not feeling the cut muscles of cold and heat, and the feelings of desire. Looking down on everything, disturbing like Jianghan Three years of duckweed; Erhao serves side by side, like a scorpion and a moth!"
Cen Mai watched Lingping put on the mask. He laughed, very proud, feeling that he had saved another lost person.
So, swaggering towards the dance floor with lights shining and full of voices.
As he walked, he greeted: "Come on..."
but……
Ling Ping An said softly in place: "The worm and the worm..."
He repeated: "Pigtail and Singfly..."
"Everything in the world, nothing more than this!"
This world instantly became small in his eyes.
The arrogance and indifference that had been suppressed in the heart rose up.
In his opinion, the people in this world have all become mayfly things.
Everything was dull in an instant.
In his arms, Kitty Best's body seemed to be tense.
All hairs stand up one by one.
Lingping looked at it, laughed, and stroked it lightly: "Don't be afraid!" He soothed in a low voice, "Little boy, I won't hurt you!"
So he strode forward.
The human heart under the mask is extremely arrogant in an instant!
Lingping even felt that at this moment, he was not alone.
Liu Ling, Li Bai... countless poets he had liked are now possessed.
He is like Liu Ling when he was drunk.
It's just a scorpion of a beard, a moth of life and death.
For everything in this world, he is as cool as Li Bai.
The emperor can't get on the ship, and he claims to be a minister in wine!
wrong!
What is the emperor?
Ling Ping'an raised his head, and the emperor was nothing but a thing of life and death.
He is Mr. Adult.
Mr. Lord, who regards heaven and earth as one dynasty, and Wanqi as the needy!
The sun and the moon are just a paper window, full of waste, but only a corner of the yard.
It's nothing great, and it's no big deal.
At this moment, there is only one feeling in Lingping's heart: a drop in the ocean, looking at the shortness of the Yangtze River and lamenting the lack of light of the sun and the moon.
Ever since, embrace the moon to sleep, and take Fei Xian as a maid!
The universe is just a pond!
He lifted his steps gently.
Take a gentle step forward.
The footsteps are light, stepping on the ground, like stepping on a sponge.
He smiled.
But there is a faint feeling in my heart, which is very bad.
Don't play like this in the future.
But now...
Let's play it first!
He petted his cat. The kitten was very small, with a very soft body and very smooth touch. It was like the peerless beauty written in the petting book, the Allure.
There is a faint fragrance in the nose.
The fragrance came into his heart, making his spirit a little excited.
Following in Cen Mai's footsteps, he walked onto the dance floor in front of him.
The dancing lights flickered in front of our eyes, and countless men and women swayed with the manic music.
but……
"What kind of music is this?" Lingping shook his head: "Such a low-level, full of errors, and nutritious noise is also worthy of music?"
I don't know why, at this moment, Lingping feels that his mind is extremely clear.
The things I have seen before, or even the things I have just looked at, exist in my mind as they are.
He even gave birth to the feeling of omnipotence.
"It's too much for Liu Ling to possess her body!" he thought.
But it feels good.
So, even if you know it's not right.
But he also enjoys it.
In one sentence: reluctant to think about Shu.
"Is this heaven?" Lingping thought.
In front of him, the figure of Cen Mai wearing a mask had already mixed into the dance floor and swayed to the music.
Lingping shook his head: "boring!"
The men and women on the dance floor are indeed boring in his eyes.
Just like humans are not curious about ants dancing in the ant nest.
In his eyes, this is just a swing dance, which is a waste of time.
Not only is there no sense of beauty, but also no technology at all.
The key lies in inferiority, stupidity, and uselessness!
The real dance ~EbookFREE.me~ has always been...
The dance of civilization...
The dance of war...
The dance of survival...
or……
The dance of truth!
He didn't know why he had these thoughts.
But that's what he thought in his heart.
Such a lavish sound, such a lowly dance.
It is very upset to make the spirit safe.
So he stepped forward to the music stage above the dance floor.
He wants to tell these people, what is the real music of these worms and worms in his eyes? What is real dance!
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