"Mr. Lou?" Ouman, who came over earlier with a cage, saw Lou Cheng's strange expression, and called out nervously.
Lou Cheng snapped back to his senses, put down his phone, smiled and said:
"Just put it down, you go and get what you want to eat."
Auman adhered to the professional creed of never talking about things that should not be asked, smiled and nodded, turned and left.
Lou Cheng picked up a quicksand bag, took a half bite, and was about to turn the page with one hand, and look at the comments under the headlines, when he saw "Queen Luo" Ning Zitong, wearing a white sportswear, with a towel hanging around his neck, coming in full of energy .
"Just eat?" Ning Zitong greeted with a smile, then remembered something and said, "The 'Dragon King' will not be able to return until next week, to do restorative training, the second round of the competition still depends on us."
It will take some time for "Dragon King" to return to the club? Lou Cheng was inexplicably relieved, subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth that was still aching, and said briskly:
"Sister Ning, I'm fine!"
"Really? That's going north to Zhaofeng to challenge Daxing Temple!" Ning Zitong asked back with a half-smile, pulling a chair and sitting down.
Damn, I forgot that the opponent in the next round is Daxing Temple, and it's their home court! Lou Cheng was stunned for a few seconds, pretending to be indifferent and said:
"I've been looking forward to it for a long time."
Daxing Temple belongs to a powerful force that has the ability to compete for "No. Seventh, he practiced "closed mouth meditation", he has a great understanding of the mind, he has won two titles in the past, although he is old, but his foundation is strong, "Ming Wang" Zhihai is the most outstanding representative of the new generation of warriors, less than 28 years old, already Obtaining the titles of "Super Grade" and "King" is expected to create its own era. "Living Buddha" Shishan has mastered the "mystery of reincarnation", accumulated from generation to generation, and has a terrifying spirit. He is the most difficult to deal with without a title.
These are almost the main lineup of two "superior first-class" reinforcements. At the beginning, the combination of "Dragon King", "Luohou" and "Optimus Prime" was still half ahead of them. After Long Zhen left, no matter whether the coach Lu Yan or After making up for it by myself, it was a little bit worse after all, the two sides were on the same level, but now that the "Dragon King" is recuperating and the opponent is at home, the difficulty can be imagined!
"You have a good mentality." Ning Zitong took a normal bowl of noodles from the assistant and said with a chuckle, "At that time, you can play to your heart's content. It's not our home game anyway, so you can dismantle it as you want. Destroy it as you like.”
When is this meme going to play? Lou Cheng slandered, and deliberately changed the subject, "Sister Ning, why do you eat such a small bowl of noodles?"
The size of a normal person's rice bowl is not enough to fit between my teeth!
"There are still several bowls in the back." Ning Zitong ate a lot of noodles without making a sharp sound, and pointed to the assistant waiting in front of the noodle window.
"Why don't you make it together? It's much easier to use that kind of pot." Lou Cheng answered casually.
Ning Zitong gave him a blank look:
"The noodles don't taste good enough after being left for too long, and you think I'm the kind of person who eats with a big bowl?"
Image, understand? image!
I'm the one who eats from a big bowl... Lou Cheng was speechless for a moment.
...
Zhaofeng City, Bodhi Mountain, inside Daxing Temple.
The Zhike monk Zhijing stepped into the abbot's monastery, and bowed his palms to the divine monk Fayuan sitting on the futon:
"Abbot, I have something to report."
Fayuan was wearing a yellow monk's robe and a red cassock. His appearance was haggard. The corners of his eyes, mouth, and nose were drooping, but there were no wrinkles on his face. His eyes were kind and calm, and they were hidden deep inside. See yourself.
As soon as Zhijing finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and took out an exact card from the stacks of paper cards placed beside him, and placed it across his chest.
There are two large ink characters and a question mark written on it:
"What is it?"
Zhijing has long been used to this pattern. Who told his abbot to practice "closed meditation", he thought about his words and said:
"Abbot, the reporters who came today strongly demanded to interview you, they are directly connected to Haizili."
What's wrong with those guys, don't you know what closed phrases are
Fayuan didn't have the slightest strange expression, as if he knew it long ago, his eyes showed a bit of compassion, took a blank sign, and wrote a few words:
"Let Shishan and Zhihai go, I still have homework to do."
"Yes, abbot, I'll go find Zhi Hai and Shi Shan immediately." Zhi Jing took a closer look and clasped his hands together.
The corner of Fa Yuan's mouth hooked slightly, and he took out another card from the pile of cards, which read:
"I want supper, I want supper, I want supper."
Zhijing stared wide-eyed and froze in place.
Fa Yuan frowned, as if he understood something, he quickly threw the card away, and drew another card, which said:
"I asked Shishan to help tidy up before."
No wonder... the abbot has written this content in advance, and he still understands Shishan's temperament very well... Zhijing suddenly realized.
Fa Yuan nodded slightly, and drew out a new sign from the original position:
"Good and good."
This word is slightly ugly, like a child's graffiti, and it is not in the same style as before.
"The disciple left first." Zhijing held back a smile and saluted.
Fayuan picked up the top sign and said in six words with a rigorous and majestic structure:
"Namo Amitabha."
When Zhijing exited the meditation room and closed the door, Fayuan flicked his sleeves and rolled up the plaques, letting them fall down separately, showing their respective contents.
With a glance, he saw the printed "funny" expression, saw the emoticon "()", etc., his lips moved a few times, almost parting.
...
After leaving the abbot's meditation room, Zhijing took a look at the sky, walked around outside the kitchen with ease, and as expected saw the fat and tall "Living Buddha" Shishan staring inside, swallowing his saliva, as if he couldn't wait.
"Junior Brother Shishan, the abbot has something to order." Zhijing said with a smile.
"What's the matter?" Shishan didn't turn his head.
"I want you to be interviewed. By the way, help me inform Junior Brother Zhihai." Zhijing went straight to the point.
"No time." Shishan said with a big hand, smelling the scent of steamed buns that were about to come out of the cage.
Zhijing took two steps with her hands behind her back, and said with a smile:
"This time the reporter has a lot of background, we have prepared a lot of tea and fruit snacks, all of which are top choices."
"Where is it?" Shishan turned around abruptly.
"Mingxinyuan." Zhijing held back his laughter, "They wanted to interview the abbot first. Who are these people? Don't you know that the abbot practices closed-mouth meditation? By the way, Shishan Shishi, why did he practice his mind? Do you have to practice closed-mouth meditation? Haha, of course, you don’t count, you are senior, senior, senior.”
Shishan's fleshy and slightly "swollen" face showed a bit of exclamation:
"Where there is gain, there will be loss. Well, he has a great understanding, so it's better to have a closed phrase."
"Why?" Zhijing looked curious.
No matter the abbot or Shishan, he has never used his Xintong in front of his classmates.
"You really want to know?" Shishan asked with a strange expression.
"Think!" Zhijing nodded quickly.
Shishan's voice became low and said:
"I definitely want to know about this kind of thing. Why don't you dare? What kind of mystery is this greedy ghost trying to make?"
Zhijing's face changed, and he waved his hands in a panic and said:
"I, I didn't think so!"
The corner of Shishan's mouth twitched slightly, and he continued:
"Amitabha, he really can, really can hear what is in my heart... It's okay, I secretly scolded him so many gluttonous ghosts, saying that he is not like a living Buddha at all."
Zhijing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't.
Shishan kindly helped him and added:
"I'm going! I'm going!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhijing lifted his sleeve robe, covered his face, and left in a hurry.
"Look, at a time like this, do you really wish that I practiced 'shut-up meditation'?" Looking at Zhijing's back, Shishan shook his head and smiled, not at all angry because the other party often slandered him in his heart.
As soon as he shook his monk's robe, he turned to the bodhi courtyard. As soon as he entered the gate, he saw the "King Ming" Zhihai standing under two bodhi trees.
This world-renowned young monk wears a white monk robe, has a handsome baby face, and often smiles at the corner of his mouth, giving people a sunny, cheerful, polite and friendly feeling.
At this moment, he was looking at the top of the bodhi tree, lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.
Shishan didn't try to listen to the words in the other party's heart. This was not only due to his own restraint, being able to release and accept, not to indulge, but also because of the other party's spiritual and spiritual cultivation.
When "He Xintong" was first completed, I, who still had a youthful and playful mentality, had heard the "thoughts" of Zhi Hai, and found that he belonged to the kind of person with one mind. No distractions.
Of course, there will be times when he thinks a lot, such as now, but due to his tyrannical mental and spiritual cultivation, he can only listen to the general idea and lack details.
Sensing Shishan's approach, Zhihai withdrew his gaze, turned his head, and revealed a smile like sunshine breaking through the clouds and said:
"Just now, I suddenly felt a bit disgusted with myself."
"What do you dislike?" Shishan asked back in cooperation.
"I can detect profit, sex, and all kinds of things, but I only care about fame, and I feel ashamed for a while." Zhihai shook his head and smiled, as if he was talking about other people's affairs.
"Since you're already in it, why not experience it to your heart's content." Shi Shanyu replied wittily.
"Why?" Zhihai frowned slightly.
"Exploring and investigating, how can there be a failure if you don't stand up?" Shishan said casually, and then said, "The abbot asked us to go to the Mingxin Academy for an interview."
Zhihai nodded thoughtfully, and followed Shishan to Mingxinyuan.
When it was over, they first went to the abbot's meditation room to report what had happened.
"Let's talk about it, it's more convenient." Zhihai said to Shishan with a smile.
"Okay." Shishan walked to the side of the monk Fayuan, casually found a futon and sat down.
The meditation room was immediately clean, and after a few minutes of staring at each other, Shishan patted the monk's robe, stood up with a fat body, broke the silence, and said to Zhihai:
"The report is over."
And also learned a lesson...
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