Program interview questions
Host: Hello, dear audience friends. Today we are fortunate to have invited the famous couple in the cultivation world, Pavilion Master Duan of the Sword King Pavilion and Sect Master Gu of the Spiritual Heart Sect. Please welcome Pavilion Master Duan and Sect Master Gu... Ah, help me--"
(Thousands of sword energies descend from the sky, and a figure in white appears in the shadow of the swords)
Duan Qingming: Hello everyone!
Host: ... The Pavilion Master's appearance was so... flirtatious, I almost peed myself
Duan Qingming: It's just a joke, you are such an interesting host
Host: ...Where is Master Gu
Gu Pinglin (walking onto the stage and bowing): Hello, host, and hello, audience!
Host (wiping sweat): I am still used to the normal way. Hello, Master Gu!
(Everyone takes a seat)
Host: Readers have always had some controversy about your IQs. Some support Pavilion Master Duan, and some support Sect Leader Gu. I heard that someone invited you two to take a series of tests a few days ago. I wonder what the results were
Duan Qingming: Not bad.
Gu Pinglin (happily): Not bad
Host: ... Don't test your IQ! Speak human language!
Duan Qingming: I didn’t lose a single game
Host: You are worthy of being Pavilion Master Duan!
Gu Pinglin: What he meant was that he lost the other nine games.
Host: ... Pavilion Master Duan has always been able to defeat Gu... Ahem, a sure win, how could this be
Duan Qingming: o, as long as Xiaojiu wants to win, I am willing to lose all the games
Host: Then why did you win again
Gu Pinglin: Because he couldn’t lose that game even if he wanted to.
Duan Qingming: Let’s not talk about the past. I wonder if you have any other plans for today
Gu Pinglin: I won, so why be modest
Host: What exactly is the test
Gu Pinglin: A test of shamelessness
Host: …
Duan Qingming: …
Host: Hahahaha, the public’s eyes are really sharp.
Duan Qingming: Host, you are a genius with extraordinary talent. I would be happy to take the time to teach you some swordsmanship.
Host (seriously): No, I’m not interested in swordsmanship. That’s all for this question. Next one, I heard that you two still like to compete with each other all the time
Duan Qingming: Of course, we compete every day and night, and have tried various places.
Host (laughing lewdly): Various places
Duan Qingming (smiles): Various places
Host (nods): I understand. We all understand.
Audience (laughing): We don’t understand
Host: Hahaha, the audience next door is here too. Does Duan Daxiu want to explain
Duan Qingming: Xiaojiu and I have always been happy to explore the issue of dual cultivation. Perhaps these experiences can be helpful to you.
Gu Pinglin: Duan Qingming!
Duan Qingming: You’re shy. I like you like this.
Host: Hahaha, Master Gu is really shy. Then let Pavilion Master Duan tell us, what positions and postures did you play last night and how did the battle go
Gu Pinglin (standing up): That’s enough, that’s all for today, see you all later!
Host: The program hasn't been finished recording yet. It's not good for Master Gu to leave halfway. What reason can I give to explain to my superiors
Gu Pinglin (sneered): The reason is that I am shy -
Host: … Why do I feel a chill down my spine…
Gu Pinglin: Isn’t this reason enough
Host (stepping back): Enough, of course enough. Please proceed with your duties!
Duan Qingming: It’s still early, what are you in a hurry to do
Gu Pinglin: I’m being shy in front of you, don’t you like it
(As the two left the scene, the sound of swords and fighting could be heard from the backstage. In a moment, half of the wall collapsed.)
Host (holding his head): The recording of the program ends here, everyone can go home. Friendly reminder, please be safe!
I wrote a short drama about a character's collapse out of interest. Here is the new chapter.
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Duan Qingming didn't care about the threat: "The leader asked you to protect me, I believe you will protect me at all costs."
"Using Master to threaten me?" Gu Pinglin's tone turned cold.
"Okay, you know what I mean," Duan Qingming held his shoulders, "Don't you want to not implicate the Lingxin Sect and not let the Sect Master know?"
If Yue Songting knew about this, he would definitely be worried and would definitely stand up for him. However, the Qi family was definitely not something that the Lingxin Sect could contend with. As he said, resolving the issue privately was the best solution. Gu Pinglin had actually already vaguely guessed this, but it was a little hard to believe. This ruthless and heartless person who regarded human lives as ants and was only afraid that the world would not be in chaos would actually consider these things
"Would you be so kind?"
"You always doubt me."
Of course it would be best if this matter did not involve the Lingxin Sect, so Gu Pinglin stopped pursuing the cause and said casually, "If you really think so, you should go to the Xuanming Sect."
Duan Qingming said "Oh" and said, "Do you really want me to leave?"
The voice was careless, and no other emotions could be heard. Gu Pinglin was startled, and after a while he said, "The Xuanming Sect will be more beneficial to you..." He suddenly stopped.
"You care about me so much, so I'll give you the chance to protect me. What's wrong with that?" He said with a smile in his tone.
A trace of suspicion flashed across his eyes, and Gu Pinglin pursed his lips: "It's really an honor."
The two returned to the inn. Gu Pinglin walked to the counter and asked the shopkeeper, only to find out that Chang Jinxin had specially reserved two rooms and did not refund them. Gu Pinglin was about to speak when two young monks suddenly walked in from outside the door. Gu Pinglin recognized them at a glance. They were the "Han Ying Twin Swords" - Yan Han and Feng Ying.
Yanhan is a slightly taller man, with sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes, thin lips tightly pursed, and a black robe exuding a cold aura.
Feng Yingze had a handsome face and gentle eyes. He wore a snow-blue loose robe and his long black hair was tied loosely behind his back.
Yan Han walked to the counter and threw out two feather coins: "One room."
The shopkeeper has been in the cultivation world for many years, so he naturally recognized them: "I'm sorry, our shop is full. Please look elsewhere, two masters."
Yanhan's complexion was not very good.
Feng Ying said hurriedly: "Forget it, since there are no rooms here, let's go somewhere else."
After his persuasion, Yan Han said nothing and just took the feather coins and left.
"Please stay, both of you." Gu Pinglin beside him suddenly spoke.
The two turned around and looked at him in confusion.
Gu Pinglin turned to the shopkeeper and said, "One room is enough for us, and the other one will be given to the two Taoist friends."
The shopkeeper was stunned: "Isn't this bad? There is only one bed in the room..."
"You are such a stubborn shopkeeper," Duan Qingming knocked on the counter and said with a smile, "My junior brother has said that we only need one room, and the two senior cultivators will not give you less money, so just do as he says."
"Yes, yes, yes." The shopkeeper smiled and agreed, and couldn't help glancing at Yan and Feng, and then looked at Gu Pinglin and others with suspicion, and hurriedly lowered his head to record the accounts. In fact, it was not uncommon for two men to share a bed, but with the famous "Han Ying Twin Swords" next to them, it was no wonder that he had other ideas.
Yan and Feng looked at each other. Feng Ying bowed and said politely, "We are strangers to you, how can we..."
"When we are out and about, we are all friends," Gu Pinglin also clasped his fists, "I am Gu Pinglin from Lingxin Sect. I have long heard of your great names, and I admire you two even more."
Admiration? They were surprised.
They brought disgrace upon the school and were expelled from the sect. They became infamous in the world of cultivation and were looked down upon. People only dared not say anything openly because they were concerned about their superior cultivation level.
However, the expression and tone of the young monk in front of him did not sound sarcastic, and his words even revealed his intention to actively make friends.
Yanhan's expression softened a little, and he finally bowed.
Gu Pinglin didn't say much, just said "please", and went upstairs with Duan Qingming.
There was only a bed in the room. Outside the window it was dusk and the treetops were swaying.
The cultivators were easy to serve. They did not eat earthly food and could satisfy their hunger by taking powerful pills. The waiter asked a few symbolic questions, helped light the candles, and then left.
Duan Qingming looked around, then suddenly lowered his head and approached Gu Pinglin: "Xiao Jiu."
The breath blew against his temples and ears. This distance was nothing at normal times, but at this moment, Gu Pinglin felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He took a half step back unnoticeably and looked at him sideways to inquire.
Duan Qingming smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to like sleeping in the same bed with me so much."
Sleeping in the same bed? Gu Pinglin Jun's face darkened and he kicked him.
He didn't use much force, and Duan Qingming dodged with a big laugh: "Strange, this really surprises me, you shouldn't care about this, do you have such an idea?"
"you!"
"Let me guess, are you really angry out of shame, or are you trying to cover up some other purpose?"
Gu Pinglin stopped and raised his eyebrows: "What's the purpose?"
"If we live in the same room, I can't hide anything from you. Isn't this equivalent to surveillance?"
"It's protection," Gu Pinglin said calmly, "How can I not take it seriously when Master specifically instructed me to do so?"
Duan Qingming said, "Since it's not surveillance, then you deliberately made friends with the Hanying Shuangjian and slept in the same bed with me, which inevitably made me think too much." He looked at Gu Pinglin and reached out to play with her long ponytail. "Oh, if you were a woman, you would really arouse my interest."
"Duan Qingming," Gu Pinglin narrowed his eyes, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes, "You want to die, I can satisfy you."
"I'm really angry," Duan Qingming stopped teasing him, "Lend me a water purification technique."
The Water Purification Technique is a common technique for removing dust and dirt, but since cultivators are born as mortals, most of them still retain the mortal habit of bathing, and changing clothes is also to maintain their image. Duan Qingming is an extremely obsessive-compulsive person, and he does not want to bathe with the water in the inn, so he plans to use the Water Purification Technique. However, he has internal injuries and cannot use the technique at this time.
"Is there a day when you, Duan Liu, will ask for help from others?" Even so, Gu Pinglin didn't want to watch him bathe, so he casually performed a water purification spell for him.
Duan Qingming, dressed in white and dustless, still changed his clothes.
Gu Pinglin knew his problem, and then used a water purification technique on himself. After thinking for a while, he took out another piece of clothing from the bag and changed into it. When he looked back, he saw Duan Qingming already sitting at the table, playing with the Mingfeng Sword, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
His long hair was not tied up. He casually used a silk ribbon to gather the hair on both sides of his temples behind his head, tied a knot with the white silk ribbon, and tucked the remaining part into his black hair and let it hang down behind him, like white flowers blooming on a black waterfall.
The simple attire, smiling eyes and the warm candlelight all exude a sense of leisure.
This is the elegant young man in the eyes of outsiders, with cold blood flowing quietly in his body. There is nothing he should care about. He uses the purest sword heart to create a brilliant sword art.
Looking at the Mingfeng Sword in his hand, Gu Pinglin felt mixed emotions. Duan Qingming, who was no longer in Xuanming Sect and did not have the Bu Tian Jue, looked much more pleasing to the eye, almost making Gu Pinglin have an illusion that maybe... he really stayed with him in order not to implicate Lingxin Sect.
Gu Pinglin came to his senses and shook his head.
No one knows Duan Qingming's true nature better than me. Even I almost believed his disguise, let alone others. I monitored him like this to test something and prevent any accidents during the meeting with Li Moqing.
Thinking that his sword was in his hand, Gu Pinglin also took out the Gu Ying Sword to have a look, and then he found that something was wrong.
The relationship between a sword cultivator and his sword is extraordinary. Ever since the Gu Ying Sword recognized its new master, the man and the sword have been communicating with each other. The sword follows the heart and they have a tacit understanding.
At this moment, Gu Yingjian did not respond.
Did it hesitate in front of the Heavenly Sword today, making it unhappy? Gu Pinglin quickly guessed the reason, and patted the scabbard lightly with a smile. He did not abandon it, but it was still fussy about it. It was indeed full of spirit and had a bad temper.
After being patted like this, Gu Yingjian finally moved slightly and responded reluctantly.
Gu Pinglin shook his head and put away his sword.
Duan Qingming also put down his Mingfeng Sword and said lazily, "It's getting late, let's take a rest."
"Okay." Gu Pinglin stood up and walked to the bed, sitting down at the end of the bed. "You sleep, and I'll meditate."
Duan Qingming laughed again: "It's not like we haven't slept in the same bed before, Gu Xiaojiu, what are you deliberately avoiding? Are you really worried about what will happen between us?"
This person loved to play with people's hearts. Gu Pinglin knew that he enjoyed stimulating himself, so he ignored him, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.
The room fell silent for a moment.
After a while, the bed sank slightly and someone slept on it.
A quiet environment is most suitable for meditation, but somehow, Gu Pinglin found it particularly difficult to enter a state of meditation tonight and felt uneasy the whole time. After about three incense sticks of time, Gu Pinglin finally could not help but open his eyes, and sure enough, he saw Duan Qingming lying beside him, with his hands resting on his head, looking at him with a smile.