Gu Tang, a name that Ming Wuxiang still remembers even after traveling through the world of cultivating immortals.
It's not that Ming Wuxiang has any close relationship with this Gu Tang, Ming Wuxiang, who was just an ordinary person back then, how could he possibly have a relationship with this proud man of heaven. Even if this Tianjiao can only sit in a wheelchair for most of his life, it is not within the reach of ordinary people like Ming Wuxiang.
Yes, sitting in a wheelchair, once hailed as the pride of the Gu and Tang families, was kidnapped when he was twenty-five years old. Although he was rescued in the end, his legs were brutally broken by the gangsters. No matter what method is used, after consultation with many doctors, there is no cure.
However, even though Gu Tang's legs are not good for walking, he still can't stop his outstanding talent, or it should be said that because of his disabled legs, Gu Tang's behavior has become extreme, but his fans feel What is happiness and enmity.
For example, Ming Wuxiang back then—yes, Gu Tang was the male god of Ming Wuxiang, and he was the only one!
When Yi Xing mentioned Gu Tang, Ming Wuxiang also remembered that Gu Tang's legs were beaten and disabled when he was twenty-five years old. Calculating the time, it seems to be this year? !
Calculating this time, Ming Wuxiang couldn't sit still, but he still endured it.
He has a powerful golden finger on him, but that golden finger is not even counted in the elementary stage now, so how can he help Gu Tang. In addition, Ming Wuxiang didn't know if Gu Tang had an accident now.
Pressing the various emotions that came out, Ming Wuxiang seemingly casually asked Yi Xing, the only little friend who could get in touch with the upper class, about Gu Tang's news.
"Yi Xing, are you familiar with that Gu Tang?" Ming Wuxiang actually wanted to ask the other party if something happened to Gu Tang, if not, could he remind him quietly
Thinking back to the news that even though Gu Tang was sitting in a wheelchair at the Global Economic Summit, he was still able to reprimand those representatives of foreign companies who belittled the Yanhuang Kingdom and acted as if they were giving alms. Those passionate and patriotic young people were also very excited.
Some of Gu Tang's actions are more radical in the eyes of some people, but to be honest, this method is more in line with the tastes of young people.
Apart from those female fans who fell in love with Gu Tang because of his looks, in Yanhuang Kingdom, Gu Tang had quite a few male fans. The fighting power on the Internet is no weaker than that of female fans, and those foreign netizens who ridiculed and insulted Gu Tang have seen that Yanhuang country does not use a single dirty word when swearing, and can quote classics.
Yi Xing didn't know Ming Wuxiang's little thoughts, and thought he was curious about this Young Master Gu. It's just the obvious question that made Yi Xing shrug his shoulders, "Of course I know him well, but he doesn't know me well."
Gu Tang, the proud man, is someone else's child that his elders said. His father's education inspiration for him came from this Young Master Gu. For example, he gave him the university tuition in one go. As for the expenses, he can only earn it by himself.
Having said that, Yi Xing admired Gu Tang from the bottom of his heart. He heard that he had already started investing when he was in junior high school, and the source of funds was the red envelopes given to him by his elders every year.
Not to mention how much red envelopes Gu Tang and his elders gave him every year, just because this kid dared to invest in stocks in junior high school, and he has never missed all the stocks he bought so far, it is enough to brag.
Of course, Ming Wu is clear about Gu Tang's experience. He remembers that when Gu Tang was 30 years old, the National Economic Channel specially produced a special report. For this genius, he was almost blown up to the sky to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.
Hearing Yi Xing's self-mockery, Ming Wuxiang also understood that the Yi family is rich, but compared with the real wealthy families, their background is not one or two points worse. Knowing that although the two of them didn't get along, but from Yi Xing's attitude, it can be seen that Gu Tang has not had an accident, and Ming Wuxiang can breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.
Being injured and not being injured are two different things.
However, Ming Wuxiang was quite confident about Yi Xing's future development, and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder to comfort him: "Don't say that, I believe that even if your future achievements are not as good as Gu Tang's, they won't be too bad .”
Ming Wuxiang knew very well that Yi Xing had a good vision, otherwise he would have invested money in Dong Zhiming when he had nothing to achieve.
There is also Yi Xing's wealth luck is not bad, even if you encounter difficulties, there will be noble people to help.
If it was the former self, he would not be able to see it clearly, but after experiencing the world of cultivating immortals, he could vaguely see that Yi Xing or the Yi family's fortune is red. In the words of the world of cultivating immortals, the Yi family is a family with good luck. As long as the children of the family don't risk their lives, even if they don't get rich, they can still have continuous blessings.
The so-called charity home must have Yuqing.
Thinking of this, Ming Wuxiang scratched his chin, and suddenly asked a question that was irrelevant, "Yi Xing, does your family insist on doing charity every year, and it's not the kind of big fanfare that you want the whole world to know that you are doing charity." Do good, but be quiet."
Before Yi Xing could thank Ming Wuxiang for his insight, he heard him change the subject and ask such a thing, blinked and nodded, "Yes, if I didn't happen to meet, I didn't know that my dad would Donate five percent of his company's profits to the orphanage."
"By the way, this is still the rule left by my grandpa, but you know, the last two generations of my family were only well-off families, and even if we had to donate a lot of money, my father started from scratch and made more and more money. It’s time to donate more.”
Yi Xing has no problem with his father donating money to do good deeds. He visited those orphanages with volunteers during the holidays. To be honest, I had a great feeling for Yi Xing. After that, he also donated some intermittently. However, as a student, he only donated tens or hundreds of dollars each time. It was not much, but he donated because of his heart. He didn’t care how much. His father That's what it says.
Sure enough, no wonder, Ming Wuxiang nodded, "Your family is good."
"Of course." Yi Xing proudly puffed out his chest. Although his family is considered an upstart, they are definitely not those idiots who start to convulse when they have money.
Yi Xing was proud, put away his expression and looked Ming Wuxiang up and down, "Master Dao, I always feel that your words are very meaningful."
Yi Xing, who raised his eyebrows at Ming Wuxiang, only attracted someone to slap his face with a big hand, and then pushed towards the stage, "Master Yi, the handsome guy you want to see is here."
Yi Xing took off his hand covering his face, curled his lips, and didn't keep talking about this topic. What's the matter, Ming Wuxiang will tell him, since the other party's attitude is so calm, he should concentrate on looking at handsome men and beautiful women.
Yi Xing stopped making trouble, and the three of them turned their attention to the handsome men and women posing in various poses on the stage.
It has to be said that the contestants who can pass five levels and cut six generals on the stage and still stay in the arena are indeed not bad in appearance and temperament.
Of course, compared to Yi Xing and Li Jiahua who watched with relish, Ming Wuxiang's expression was much calmer.
In the world of cultivating immortals, unless one's personal taste is different, it is really not easy to find an ugly cultivator. Not to mention that after cultivating immortals, their temperament is different from that of ordinary people. There are also immortal cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage who can have a chance to be reborn.
So even if you look crooked, as long as you work hard to reach the Nascent Soul stage, you can still become a god and goddess in a second after being reborn. In the world of cultivating immortals, there are also pills such as Zhuyan Pill and Nourishing Pill, really don't make people crazy.
In the beauty pageant today, the winners of the men's and women's groups will be selected, and the results will be announced in the afternoon. The male and female champions in the competition, the man is not a model, but a gymnast and a member of the Huashi gymnastics team.
The woman is no accident, she is a student of modeling at Huashi University.
Not only will the champion receive a bonus, but the two will also become the image spokespersons of the flower market, recommending the flower market to Yanhuang Kingdom and the world as a garden city with beautiful scenery, spring-like seasons, and a strong humanistic culture.
After the champion came out, Yi Xing was finally satisfied. Walking upstairs to the parking lot, Li Jiahua saw the smile on Yi Xing's face, and teased, "I said Young Master Yi, your smile looks very wretched."
"You have a wretched smile. This young master is so handsome and handsome." After speaking, Yi Xing put on a cool and handsome pose.
After he finished, Yi Xing did not forget to explain his reaction, "I think this kind of competition is very good. If the people selected in this way go through some operations, the advertising effect will definitely be good."
"Why, you also want to have a beauty pageant like this?" It's not that Li Jiahua has any objections to Yi Xing's idea, but that his idea is too difficult to implement. This time there will be such a big commotion, because the government took the lead and chose the image spokesperson of the flower market, so it is so grand.
"It doesn't need to be so old. My dad mentioned to me before whether to get an image spokesperson for the company or something. He said that it is popular among young people now. Even if he is old, he should keep up with the trend."
After listening to Yi Xing's explanation, both Ming Wuxiang and Li Jiahua didn't know whether to admire Yi's father's idea of being trendy enough or whether he is a self-made entrepreneur with a flexible mind.
Ming Wuxiang, who has lived an extra ten years, knows that this kind of behavior of finding a spokesperson is indeed a trend in the future. However, this spokesperson is not easy to find, and both parties choose each other. Because whether it is a problem with the spokesperson or a problem with the company, it will have a bad influence on the other party.
Ming Wuxiang still expressed his support for this idea, "Your father's idea sounds pretty good, but the spokesperson needs to be carefully looked for."
"Of course, but I can't control this matter, at most I can give him an opinion." As Yi Xing said, he couldn't control it, so he turned around and put the matter aside.
The three of them drove back to school and packed meals for four of them. They didn't forget that there was another student in the dormitory who was studying hard even during the holidays.
The holiday on Sunday is over, and Monday is the beginning of a new round of intense study.
The medicinal materials bought by Ming Wuxiang need to be boiled into a viscous liquid, then mixed with hot water, and then soaked by him.
Cooking Chinese medicine at home will not arouse the opinions of neighbors, but cooking Chinese medicine in the dormitory of the school is really not good. In addition, this is a medicated bath, and Ming Wuxiang's dormitory is not small, but there is absolutely no room for a large bathtub. In addition, during the medicated bath, the body will be stimulated by the medicine, washing the tendons and cutting the marrow. Ming Wuxiang, who had endured that kind of sting once, was unwilling to do it in front of Li Jiahua and the others.
Fortunately, there is a medicinal bath center half an hour's drive away from the school. Customers can bring their own medicinal materials or use the medicinal materials provided by the center.
If you bring your own medicinal materials, you need to sign an agreement with the medicinal bath center, indicating that any problems with the medicinal materials brought by the customer have nothing to do with the medicinal bath center. As for the medicinal materials provided by the medicated bath center, the medicated bath center will first ask their resident Chinese medicine practitioners to feel the pulse of the customers, and only after confirming what can be soaked and what cannot be soaked, will the medicated baths be provided to the customers.
To be honest, this kind of service is really good, very suitable for Ming Wuxiang's current situation.
On Saturday, Yi Xing and the others heard Ming Wuxiang say that he would go to the medicinal bath center on Sunday, the three of them were stunned for a moment, and then remembered the medicinal materials Ming Wuxiang bought last week. Then Ming Wuxiang, who reserved the private room alone, was "revenged" by Yi Xing and Li Jiahua.
How could Master Dao leave them alone and act alone? As a friend in the dormitory, we should spend time together during the holidays!
After Yi Xing had finished tossing around, he immediately called to book a private room. The medicated bath center needs to place an order in advance, so that the center can better serve the guests.
This time not only Yi Lijiahua followed, Dong Zhiming was also dragged together by the two.
In the words of the two, learning is very important, but relaxation is also very important, and medicinal baths are good for the body. In fact, I was worried about how Dong Zhiming, a top student, would break his body after reading. There are Chinese medicine practitioners in the medicinal bath center, so they can prescribe some conditioning medicinal baths for this top student.
Still easy to drive, the group of four arrived at the medicinal bath center very quickly. Ming Wuxiang brought his own medicinal materials, walked into the lobby of the medicinal bath center, and went directly to the manager of the medicinal bath center to sign the waiver agreement at the counter. As for Yi Xing and the others, they followed the staff and went to the Chinese medicine doctor to check the pulse first, and then decide what type of medicinal bath to take.
The three of Yi Xing booked a large private room, and the private private room was decided without agreement. Although Yi Xing had been talking about it for a long time, he still had a firm heart and would never change it!
When using the tendon-cutting marrow liquid, there is a problem at first glance. How could Ming Wuxiang let the friends watch...
Ming Wuxiang signed the agreement, was led to the private room, refused the help of the staff, and did the whole process by himself. Nonsense, don't do it yourself, use ordinary people's methods, what you boil out is not muscle-cleaning liquid, but a lump of something that doesn't know what the hell.
Because when boiling medicinal materials, spiritual power must be used. Yes, it is spiritual power. If there is no spiritual power in the process of boiling medicinal materials, it is impossible to stimulate the medicinal power in the medicinal materials.
The concentration of aura in this world is not as strong as that in the world of cultivating immortals. After Mingwuxiang's efforts during this period, only a few wisps were absorbed and placed in the dantian. The spiritual power transformed from such a small amount of spiritual energy cannot cast spells, but it is still possible to boil a tendon-cleaning and marrow-cutting liquid.
As long as he washes his tendons and cuts his marrow, he can absorb more spiritual energy and convert them into spiritual power, so that his future cultivation will not be as miserable as it was during this period.
Sure enough, there is no harm without comparison. In the world of cultivating immortals, Ming Wuxiang only took half a day to gather enough spiritual power to stimulate the medicinal materials, unlike now, it took almost two weeks to absorb such a pitiful little bit.
Ming Wuxiang put the medicinal materials into the pot in the room responsible for boiling the medicinal materials, added water, and put his hands on both sides of the pot before the water boiled.
With the heating of the flame, the temperature of the medicine pot is not low, but Ming Wuxiang with his hands on both sides of the pot seems to feel the scorching heat of the medicine pot at all.
Ming Wuxiang's hands were steady, and as time passed, his originally rosy face began to turn pale, and sweat broke out on his forehead.
Seeing that Ming Wuxiang seemed to be unable to hold on, his body suddenly shook, he let out a low cry, and withdrew his hands on both sides of the medicine pot.
At the same time as Ming Wuxiang retracted his hand, the medicinal pot suddenly shook, as if an animal inside the medicinal pot was constantly hitting the medicinal pot. Fortunately, Ming Wuxiang was the only person in the private room, otherwise it would be quite scary for outsiders to see the situation of the medicine pot.
I was really afraid that the medicine pot that kept shaking suddenly exploded or fell to the ground.
The shaking of the medicine pot only lasted for about a minute. After it stabilized, a very special smell came from the medicine pot with grass and trees and an indescribable fragrance.
Ming Wuxiang stood beside the medicine pot, sniffing the fragrance in the air, with a satisfied expression on his face. Carefully opening the medicine pot, I saw that all the medicinal materials that Ming Wuxiang had put in before were gone, and there was only a thin layer of amber-like light yellow liquid left in the medicine pot.
Looking at the small amount of liquid at the bottom of the pot, Ming Wuxiang was even more satisfied, "The color is not bad."