"Well, Wenjing, how can I eat boxed lunch every day, it's so nutritious. I will ask you to have lunch tomorrow?" Very gentleman, Ken said in a gentle and reproachful tone.
"Oh, yes! I heard that you are from Nanshi. There is a famous French restaurant on Nanshi North Street, which was famous before. I have patronized it. I don’t know if the owner does it now. Let’s go there next time. Patronize? Uh! Wen Jing, do you know that store?" Luo Li was verbose, and Ken had followed Wen Jing around the office unknowingly.
Until Sister Wen Jing cleaned up her fingers with a tissue, she packed the empty lunch box and threw it into the trash can, "I don't know!"
Uh? ! what? Just this reaction
I have to admit that in many cases, Wenjing's super-simple "sex" is indeed maddening and maddening.
It wasn't until Wen Jing's figure walked out of the gate of the defense room and disappeared into the passageway on the floor that Ken suddenly realized: Oh! It turned out Wen Jing didn't know that restaurant.
do not know? If he was thinking, Ken's face became gloomy involuntarily, but faster, the flying lines extending from the corner of his mouth to the cheek immediately betrayed Ken's true mind at the moment.
Before Ren Yaoxuan left, a meaningful sentence was the real purpose of Ken staying: "Such an unknown role'Lose', who knows whether she will bite people in the future!"
Compared to his boss's worries before leaving, Ken's true intentions at the moment, fortunately only he understands: Oh ha ha! At least today’s question has been asked, just ask a little a day, it should be a long, long time...
I have to admit that the profound influence of Confucianism on Asian countries has been so huge and long-lasting over thousands of years.
Among them, respect for teachers. It should be said that this is the essence of thought that still prevails in all countries and all walks of life; and among all walks of life, of course, it also includes the killer world!
Killers are ruthless and unjust, this is already a recognized rule. For profit, anyone can train himself as a killer to assassinate his brothers, compatriots, relatives, and close friends; but for any reason, the only taboo in the killer world that no one dares to touch is , Personally assassinate his own teacher!
Even if your teacher is your murderer's enemy, as long as he has handed over what you should learn, even if you are looking for a killer in the same industry to buy a murderer-you just can't kill him yourself. If you do it yourself, even if it succeeds, you will face the end of the entire assassin world.
Knocking today is my teacher; the Ming Dynasty is far away, and I still call my father.
The master-disciple relationship is sacred and inviolable in the killer world!
—Excerpted from "About "Master and Apprentice" (selected)"
Sherry Youth Hostel is located in a remote rural town in England. It is said to be a hotel, but in fact it is a single apartment with a simple style and reasonable rent. The Sherry Hotel was entrenched here when the atmosphere of part-time work, part-study and tourism gradually took shape all over the world. It is said that it has a history of hundreds of years.
The founder of the hotel is a devout Christian. The hotel is specially prepared for international students who travel around the world to study.
A small hotel submerged in the sweet and green atmosphere of Scotland. Every weekend, when night falls, foreign students from all over the world gather in the lobby to talk about the beauty of the hometown and listen to the rhythmic bagpipes played by the local Scottish guys.
In the same territory of Great Britain, the Scottish and Irish originated from Celtic, but the national "sexuality" is very different, and the music style is even more different. There is no bagpipe in Irish music. They like accordion accompaniment. It is very peaceful, very rustic, and has a sense of American country music. But the Scottish music has that kind of unique murderous atmosphere. It's like the soul of this ancient European clan unified by foreigners that seem to be of the same clan to vent.
The atmosphere is heated up by the chanting of the bagpipes that are getting hot. The separate lobby is decorated with the taste of a bar. Every time this day, the foreign students who are immersed in the atmosphere of the Scottish countryside come out, indulge themselves in it, and taste the sweets and bitters in their hearts.
Fifty years have passed since the old "woman" of Shirley took over the hotel from his mother. The old "women", who was nearly seventy years old, sat gently in the corner of the hall, watching the young people dance and sing to the bagpipes. Zhang Zhang's face was infected with the festive atmosphere by alcohol and music.
"Mr. from afar, please!" The old "women" greeted very politely. The pure aristocratic blood inherited from the ancestors allows the old "women" who are over seventy years old to remain perfect. Demeanor and gentle temperament.
A very special guest was sitting across from her. With his thick eyebrows and big eyes, his austere fortitude, and a wash of white Tang suit, it is easy to see that he is an out-and-out Oriental-Chinese.
Smiling, Muyingli tasted the whiskey made with corn and rye in his glass. The golden "color", as if the "lust" of the Apollo sun god, the clear wine was running down the throat, and the whole body was warmed up. He squinted his eyes, relaxed and enjoyed the surrounding atmosphere: this girl really knows where to choose.
Since Hezheng Deguang tore his face that day, Muyingli's life in the "Shadow Warrior" organization can be said to be increasingly sad. Not long ago, Deguang even more vigorously eliminated several of his close friends! This caused another fierce conflict between Muying Lei and Zheng Tokumitsu... Taking this as an opportunity, he who became less and less hopeful to the entire organization of Kagemusha, simply left Japan in a rage!
After setting off from Japan, Muyingli just left behind his rookies while traveling around; and this elegant rural inn was the third place he came to.
"Sir, the room you want to see is at the far right of the second floor. If you don't mind, please take a rest and continue your journey tomorrow morning." With a hot atmosphere and helplessly lack of energy, the old "woman" apologized.
It is strange that according to the hotel’s rules, Sherry Youth Hostel does not accept passengers other than foreign students. But this one who suddenly arrived at the sun's curtain, who claimed to be an unfamiliar visitor who claimed to be a travel enthusiast, gave the old "women" a familiar and cordial feeling.
The middle-aged man in front of him involuntarily reminded the old "woman" of a lovely woman who had stayed in a hotel a few years ago. What a beautiful child that was, and to this day the old "woman" still remembers the quiet, elegant, and inexplicably sad Oriental woman.
Perhaps people from that ancient country always have this kind of traits, the old "woman" said to herself in her heart. Saying good night again, he went upstairs by himself.
After tasting two big cups of wonderful golden "liquid", Muyingli quietly left the hall.
The corridor is at the side entrance of the hall, and the hovering walnut staircase is old and durable. After years of hard work, anyone falling on the handrail will "shoot" a metal-like light.
Without much effort, Muyingli found the small apartment.
This is a small room with a back sun. Unlike ordinary rooms with a back sun, it's cold and wet. When the door is opened, Mu Yingli feels a breath of clean air. The facilities in the room are simple and practical, with single beds and single kitchen and bathroom facilities. The simple and clean style of the operation is revealed everywhere.
Muyingli smiled and closed the door, lying on Simmons who was covered with white sheets.
There was no light in the room, and the light moonlight outside the window passed through the walnut window collar to interweave a symmetrical geometric shadow on the floor in front of the bed.
The sound of bagpipes in the hall downstairs is faintly audible. Those energetic international students enjoy the weekly carnival and will not rest until midnight.
There was a little restlessness in the silent air, and the wooden eagle Li lay quietly, breathing evenly, and seemed to have fallen asleep.
As time passed, at twelve o'clock at midnight, the old wall clock on the wall of the hall downstairs made a long beating sound. The rhythm of the vigorous pendulum spreads far in the night.
Suddenly, the person who was still motionless seemed to have taken off a rabbit and jumped up from the **. The moon-white "color" Tang suit "shows" a metallic texture in the moonlight that enters the window.
If I remember correctly, that old wall clock should have been a product of the 17th century. The sophisticated handicrafts have allowed it to undergo a long test for nearly three centuries. At midnight, the hour, minute, and second hands of the clock all pointed to the protruding Roman numerals xii on the face of the clock.
The Roman numeral xii is a combination of three separate numbers, x, i, and i, which means 10, 1, and 1, respectively.
Midnight moonlight came in through the hollow walnut window lattice. A heavy shadow fell on the log floor. The obvious dividing lines of light and shadow seem to be black "color" lines permeating from the joints of the floor, with regular geometric curves reflecting strange lines.
Squat down and focus on the shadows under his feet. Muyingli took out a pair of silver "color" sunglasses from his pocket, and watched it patiently for a while before he "showed" a satisfied smile.
10, 1, 1, is indeed a perfect structure!
Muyingli had only accepted two apprentices in his life, one was Linbing, and the other was Luo, whom he often referred to as the "girl".
As a master, Muyingli taught Wenjing the first lesson of hiding her whereabouts when she was a little girl. The scenes at that time are still vivid...
"The next thing I want to hand over to you is how to hide my whereabouts. Although this is the first class, you can choose to learn or not, trust or distrust me!"
"why would you say so?"
"As a killer, one's own secret "sex" and loyalty to the organization are equally important. However, in reality, there is another contradiction in this kind of loyalty that must be sworn on the first day of joining the organization. .Sometimes you often have to choose whether to die with the loyalty of the organization or try to survive. Perhaps, the reason why you survived is because the organization cannot tolerate the bottom line, so that you can face the organization's pursuit! Use another kind It is not important to hide yourself in a way that is not part of the organization!"