Chapter 299 Dapeng rises with the same wind one day

  As a person who once cut off all contact with the past, Xu Guangling hid in a tortoise shell, with no respect, no teacher, no friends, no lover.

Nothing at all.

   Although he said he couldn't bear the disappointment of his parents and didn't die, his reason allowed him to keep this last bottom line, but other than that, he actually lived no different from a dead person.

   During this period, he was able to meet Dasha and Jia Gongzi, which was a kind of fate.

   It is also possible to give vermicelli directly to two people.

   But this is equivalent to treating the two as beggars, which is obviously not the way to get along with friends.

   That's why, before, he would only ask about the shares.

   It doesn't matter how many shares, but Xu Guangling needs to know what the two are thinking. In addition, the issue of shares has not been considered for the time being. What should be considered is whether it should be done, whether it can be done, and how it can be done.

   Fortunately, there is a think tank behind him.

An old house where a treasure.

   There were two old people standing behind Xu Guangling, how could he easily let go?

   sent Dasha and Young Master Jia to hang out, set up a hotel or something, the time was almost up, Xu Guangling went to Zhang's hometown.

   Cooking, eating, attending classes.

   These are the same as ever.

   When the main class was over, while gossiping in the living room, Xu Guangling said what happened during the day.

  Except the initial encounter was too bizarre, Xu Guangling did not need and would hide other things from the two old men.

  The two old people, especially Zhang Lao, up to now, in Xu Guangling's heart, their status is basically the same as that of their parents. As for Chen Lao, they are slightly inferior, but only slightly inferior.

   "Humble words, are you short of money?" Zhang Lao asked after pondering for a while.

   "No shortage." Xu Guangling shook his head.

  Xu Guangling does not buy a house, a car, or luxury goods or clothes, not to mention luxury RVs. He can wear a piece of clothing for three years, and even his mobile phone is from five years ago.

  What is popular does not exist in Xu Guangling, whether it is in the past few years, now or in the future.

   In terms of living consumption, Xu Guangling actually lived a better life than the Puritans. ——To tell the truth, there is really no need to spend much.

In the past few years, he hasn't used any money left by his parents. He hasn't spent the original New Year's money bonuses, etc., even a few days ago, after many years, he has another 10,000 yuan. The entry of the money, although only a drizzle.

   A song authorization letter is exchanged for 10,000 yuan.

   It's very generous over there.

   In fact, the price is three or five thousand dollars, or even free.

  Writing and composing, famous artists such as Fang Wenshan and Gao Xiaosong are only about 50,000 yuan, 32,000,000,800,000, and very few can earn more than 100,000. ——This is also the reason why the bottom-level music creators can only drink rice porridge and dry radishes in the small grass hut by relying on music creation alone.

   "Have a good relationship with them?" Zhang Lao asked again.

  Xu Guangling first nodded, then shook his head, and then said: "If your status in my heart is one hundred, teacher, then the two of them are probably fifty points."

  Fifty points, that's not too low.

   Both old men laughed.

   After pondering for a while, Zhang Lao said:

   "One, this thing can be done, after all, it benefits the people, the people and the country."

   "Secondly, the formula of vermicelli can be slightly adjusted to weaken its efficacy, and it can be weakened to only slightly stronger than the efficacy of ordinary health care products. One of them weakens the impact, and the other is also conducive to promotion in terms of price."

   Xu Guangling nodded.

   "Three, you can not only operate vermicelli, but also a vermicelli shop, so the profit will be much larger."

   "Fourth, I would say that you should not intervene in this matter. It is not necessary. Time is precious."

   Xu Guangling's current progress is leaps and bounds, a real leap forward, no matter in which aspect. Based on this situation, the old man cannot tolerate his disciples, and wastes time on indifferent aspects such as messing up.

   Even if it’s a waste, it will have to wait until you become a great master.

   Xu Guangling still nodded.

   So the matter was drawn up like this.

   "Teacher, Mr. Chen, let's play the solitaire game of poetry again. I also read the whole Tang poetry a few days ago."

   Xu Guangling, Mr. Zhang Lao, Mr. Chen Lao.

   No matter which one of the three people ~lightnovelpub.net~ turned over", it means to put all the content of the book into his mind.

   "Okay!" Zhang Lao said happily.

   "Boy, I won't bully you, this time I'll limit the scope to the whole Tang poetry." Chen Laodao.

   All the extant ancient Chinese poems, the exact number of Guangling is not clear, it is hard to say if there are more than 1 million, but more than 500,000 is certain. And Xu Guangling's current reserves of poems are less than one-tenth, which is definitely not enough for the last two old people.

   But with the limited scope, Xu Guangling would not be worried.

  So, next, the result of the competition is that the three people are evenly matched, and no one can beat the other.

   "This difficulty is too low, it's boring." After a long fight, Chen Lao shook his head, "Boy, let's play forbidden poetry."

  The so-called forbidden poetry means that a certain word or certain words are prohibited in the poem. For example, in a poem singing snow, the host's rule is that the word "snow" is not allowed in the poem.

   After explaining the forbidden poetry, Mr. Chen took the lead and coined the words "Heaven, Earth and Landscape".

   These are words that appear more often in poetry.

   For example, in Li Bai's "Silent Night Thoughts", "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, and bow your head to think of your hometown."

   Next, Zhang Lao also came up with four words, "Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter".

   In this way, Meng Haoran's song "Spring Sleeps Without Awareness" is also a foul because it has the word "spring" in it.

   Xu Guangling also coined four words, "Fenghuaxueyue".

   In fact, this is the most used word in poetry, Li Bai's Jing Ye Si committed "moon", Meng Haoran's Chunxiao committed both "wind" and "flower".

   So next, the rules of the Solitaire game have not changed, but all the poems and poems are not allowed to appear in the content of the twelve words "heaven, earth and landscape", "spring, summer, autumn and winter", "wind, flowers, snow and moon".

   Twelve Prohibitions.

   In this way, it is indeed much more interesting.

   And the result of the game is that Xu Guangling first KOed Zhang Lao, and then KO Chen Lao.

   "Boy, you are cheating!" After persisting for about half an hour, and finally defeated by the old man, Mr. Chen said rather resentfully.

   Xu Guangling laughed.

   The meaning of cheating in Lao Chen’s mouth was understood by all three present.

  , that is, Xu Guangling's memory ability, obviously surpassed the two of them.

   "The Great Master, he is indeed the Great Master, you can't accept it!" Zhang Lao sighed.

   "His grandma, boy, you are cruel!" Mr. Chen was very unconvinced, "Xiao Xu, wait ten years for me, we will fight again in Japan!"

   "Save it, old guy." Mr. Zhang was on the sidelines to the old man. "Ten years later, you will not even see the shadow of your humble words. I think it is better for you to admit defeat now."

   "Yes!" Mr. Chen had to admit this fact.

   But the old man still has a way, "Boy, come on, I'll teach you another set of boxing techniques!"

  The dignity of the teacher and Taoism has been erected again.

   Mr. Zhang watched with a smile, watching the old man drink poison to quench his thirst.

   Dapeng rose with the same wind in one day and soared up to 90,000 miles. This sentence is the most appropriate description for his disciple, and there are no other words that can be more appropriate.

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   (end of this chapter)