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[Broadcast]Follow and get the first-hand information about the 515 red envelopes. Students who have not snatched red envelopes after the Chinese New Year can show their skills this time.
It is a cloudy morning.
A damp, cold day.
What do people go through on such a weekday morning
First of all, they will open their eyelids that have been closed for three or four hours to the music of the mobile phone alarm.
Then, they glance at the clock on their phone screen, turn off the alarm, and close their eyes again.
After about five minutes, their sanity will drive them to resist a deadly urge to open their eyes again.
Then, they will engage in an ideological struggle for about 30 seconds, and the result of the struggle is often... They successfully dispel their strong desire to ask for leave or resign, and grit their teeth and crawl out of bed.
Depending on gender, age, and personality, within the next five to fifty minutes, they pack themselves up and head out of the house.
More than half of them skipped breakfast, not for other reasons...just because omitting this process can squeeze out a little more sleep time for them.
When the sun is almost fully up, they crowd into a train or a juice-squeezing subway or bus and spend a lengthy, unpaid commute.
This... is the morning of the vast majority of young people and even middle-aged people in those big cities.
Confusion, exhaustion, and numbness piled on their faces.
They are lonely in their hearts, but they have no way to talk.
Day after day, they bow to reality, compromise, endure...
But...they couldn't see any hope or way out after all.
Thankfully - I am not one of them.
...
Feng Bujue sat on a bench in the park, typed out the above paragraph of text on his mobile phone, and sat there looking at it carefully, savoring it.
"Hey hey... are you in a good mood?" Suddenly, a wretched laugh came from behind him, "Is this going to be written in a book?"
"What about me... that's the problem, I can't relax my mind." Feng Bujue didn't need to look back to know that it was Woody who was talking to him. So he replied without turning his head, "That's why I'm most annoyed by waiting for people." As he spoke, he saved the text he had typed just now, then locked the phone screen, and put it back in his jacket pocket.
"Hey... Sorry." Woody said, and sat next to Brother Jue, "Something happened on the way here, so I was delayed."
"Can teleportation still be delayed?" The other party had just sat down, and Feng Bujue's first words were arguing, "Oh... it should be said. Does 'teleportation' still have the so-called 'road'?"
"I don't use teleport everywhere." Woody replied, "Many times, I still have to use vehicles or walk."
"So you can just say that there is a traffic jam." Feng Bujue said.
"Hey..." Woody changed the topic under the cover of a burst of laughter, "'Things', you have already brought it."
"Didn't you already see it?" Feng Bujue said, picked up a courier package that was in his hand, and stuffed it into Woody's arms.
"Is this how you pack things that are worth at least a few million dollars?" Woody asked when he took the package.
"I didn't arrange this." Feng Bujue said. "It's in a courier package."
"Oh..." Woody continued, "The other party is very reassuring. This kind of thing... actually chooses to deliver it to you?"
"Although I didn't pack the things, I proposed to deliver them by courier..." Feng Bujue continued. "If I didn't make this suggestion...then yesterday afternoon, my neighbors would have been lucky enough to see—a bulletproof stretched version of Lincoln drove into the community and stopped downstairs. A strong man in a black suit. He also carried a box that contained valuables at first glance, and finally... delivered the box to my door in a mighty way."
"Hehehe..." Woody laughed when he heard the words, "It sounds like a very interesting scene."
"Yes." Feng Bujue replied in a sarcastic tone. "It will also be very interesting when the Pian'er police come to talk to me." He paused, "When I bought the game pod in the first half of the year, because the delivery box didn't indicate what product it was, the police station immediately got it. I got wind of it and thought that I might have smuggled a batch of arms or something, so I specially asked someone to investigate."
"Hey hey... That only shows that the image you usually set up as a person is too evil." Woody laughed.
"Compared to you, I'm nothing compared to you." Feng Bujue sneered back, and took advantage of the momentum to change the subject, "Okay, no matter what, I've already got what you want, so it's time to honor your promise?"
"Well..." At this second, Woody looked down at the express box, he could sense the power contained in the thing inside, so he was not worried that Brother Jue would give him a stone or something, "Okay... He paused for a second, and then said, "But... you really don't want to break Li Ruoyu's seal?"
"It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I have given her the right to make decisions and actions." Feng Bujue said.
"Hey...you sometimes beat around the bush." Woody said with a smile, "I thought you would be a more straightforward man when it comes to emotional matters."
"The 'direct' you said means..." Feng Bujuexu squinted at Woody, and tentatively read.
"Hey hey... You can figure it out for yourself." Woody is a very smart character. In order to keep the scale of this book within a "harmonious" range, he tactfully fooled the past with a nonsense.
"In short... Now that you have put aside the matter of sealing for the time being, there is only one promise I want to fulfill." Woody continued.
"Ah..." Feng Bujue responded casually, and then said, "You'd better be more specific... After all, I have gone through such a lot of trouble, if the information I get is just 'You are very talented That's all, I don't agree with such content."
"Hehehe..." Woody pushed the glasses that were always glowing white on the bridge of his nose, and smiled, "Don't worry, I will know everything..."
He didn't say the words "endless words", because he really didn't "do not want to say" but "cannot say" some things.
Feng Bujue is also a smart person, he could hear the meaning, so he didn't say much about it.
"Then..." After two seconds, Woody began to explain, "I'll start with the 'Atari Crown'."
"My 'truth of ability' is related to this thing?" Feng Bujue asked immediately.
"Hey... what I want to talk about is not just your ability, what I want to tell you is..." Woody said mysteriously, "...all of them."
"Oh... all of them..." Feng Bujue looked at the other party suspiciously and asked, "For example?"
"Hey hey... say..." Woody continued, "What the hell is 'Thrillerland'?"
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