Chapter 56 Soft Persimmon(1/2)
Conscience, he really didn't disturb anything when he went out this time. Moreover, he was beaten violently by an old man in the training ground for a whole day, and he drank so much that he now has a headache.
It's not like when he was drunk, he took Wen Wen with him to kill that piece of shit Yu Hanguang, right?
That's really...ahem, terrible!
"It's not you, it's the workshop."
Ye Chun sighed and picked up another pair of chopsticks: "Hey, eat, eat, I have to run fast, otherwise I might not be in the mood to eat again later... No, what are you looking at?
!”
As she said that, she instantly became alert and glanced at Ji Jue's cell phone.
The library access software of Tianmen University on the screen also recorded Ji Jue's access records. Unexpectedly, it was not a professional paper at all, but a medical school textbook.
Anatomy, surgery, and even bionics at the end...
She suddenly became furious: "Ah, you are doing it again, Ji Jue!!!"
We agreed that we should all lie down together?!
I originally thought that your grandson would be able to take a break after taking the alchemy course, but I didn’t expect that your buddy would accompany you to play games, watch variety shows, and eat potato chips. As a result, you secretly reviewed behind his back and put pressure on him, right?!
What a human being you are!
"Curious, curious, just curious."
Ji Jue scratched his head and explained awkwardly: "I had some inspiration by chance. It's about the application of ectoplasm. I'll explain it to you later... What exactly is the trouble you are talking about?"
"You'll know later." Ye Chun sighed: "If it goes well, we will solve it when we get to the workshop. If it doesn't go well...then we will be in trouble."
Ji Jue didn't dare to delay. After finishing the noodles in a hurry, he took Ye Chun to the workshop.
But on the road, the calf was still convulsing and twisting around, as if it was itching somewhere, and even kicking it couldn't stop it. It has been like this since I fed it the urn yesterday. I'm afraid it's not due to indigestion.
Are you feeling sick? The outer shell is loose and loose.
Do you want to give the professor a second look later?
He thought idly, parked the car into the factory area, and was slightly stunned.
As soon as I entered the gate, I noticed that the workshop was different from the past. The gate was actually open, and besides Professor Ye's scooter, there was another unexpected luxury car parked in the parking space.
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Guangyuan A800, is it based on the exterior decoration or the limited edition? Ordinary people generally call it the top model for the throne, because generally those who can sit in this kind of car are almost as good as sitting on the throne, and are unattainable.
One of the famous brands under Huanyu Heavy Industries, the solid gold emblem of the flag on the front of the car alone costs 2.69 million. If the car body is scratched, the original factory spray paint will cost 900,000.
In the past, Ji Jue had never touched a luxury car with such outrageous specifications in a mainland auto repair shop. If someone sits in a car like this, he will be considered a loser just by looking at your auto repair shop.
"Oh! This suspension is really good."
Ji Jue suffered from an occupational disease on the spot. When he bent down to peek, he almost crawled under the car.
"Okay, okay, stop looking."
Ye Chun sighed: "Just look at my eyes and act later."
"ah?"
Ji Jue is confused and helpless. Every time I look at your eyes, I can't quite understand them. If you roll your eyes at that moment, should I pretend to be dead immediately or turn around and run away?
Unfortunately, there is no time for further communication.
Just at the door of the workshop, a straight figure walked out, looked over at them, and waved slightly.
The handsome young man showed a soft smile, as if he knew him well: "Long time no see, Xiaochun. Master Ye said you went out. I thought I wouldn't see you this time."
"Ah, it turns out to be Brother Lou, long time no see."
Ye Chun shook hands with the same enthusiasm: "Are you here with Master Kong this time? Traveling?"
"I'm just following the teacher and playing tricks."
The young man smiled implicitly and did not reveal anything. He finally looked at Ji Jue who was following behind. His eyes swept over him slightly. He seemed to be curious and reached out his hand enthusiastically: "Hello, I am Lou Feng from Chaocheng.
, this is Master Ye’s student? What’s your name?”
"Ji Jue, nice to meet you."
Ji Jue was skilled in politeness, and he noticed that the hand he held seemed to be slightly delayed for a moment, and Lou Feng was confused: "Ji Jue? Is it the Ji family from Nanyao in Liaocheng, Huangzhou? Or the Ji family from Shanguitang in Zhongcheng?"
"...Sorry, none of them."
Ji Jue suddenly thought, "He's just a local from Yacheng."
Chaocheng Lou clan, even in Yacheng, this name is well known. After all, even if you look at Haizhou, it is considered a wealthy family and the mainstay of the place.
Just like the Tong family in Yacheng and the Yu family in Jiangcheng, saying they are rich and wealthy is derogatory to their status, and it is not an exaggeration to call them a member of an aristocratic family.
As we all know, the corrupt systems of the Federation and the Empire are different. There is no nobility. Likewise, as we all know, the nobility just changed their names. Even if they exist, ordinary people cannot see them.
The feeling is that this young master regards himself as a superior person like him?
How interesting.
To be honest, he had never heard of Liaocheng Nanyao Ji's family since he was born. He was so far away that even eight poles could not reach him...
It's not that he hasn't thought about whether he might be the orphan of a wealthy family, especially when he is so poor that he is about to die. Unfortunately, this kind of dream has happened to all people in the Federation.
Ironclad facts prove that he has nothing to do with Gaomen Courtyard.
The reason why he is so sure is that although his biological father died early, his family has been in Shuzhou for more than ten generations and cannot compete with Huangzhou. And his mother is a native of Yacheng, Haizhou.
In the Federation, you can tell whether you are a member of the upper class by looking at the citizen ID number - if you don't see the beginning of 01 on it when you open your eyes, you will have no hope in this life.
Ji Jue's starting number is already 90, so he's a ghost if he can survive at all!
He smiled and didn't care.
On the other hand, the young master of the Lou family, after learning that Ji Jue was just a plain-headed commoner, did not break up and let go. He still maintained a cold politeness, but the corners of his eyes were raised a little unconsciously.
We would chat from time to time.
It seemed that everyone was still chatting happily.
Just standing at the door and chatting, I don't mind getting too hot.
During the gap, Ji Jue yawned and glanced at Ye Chun, who was smiling and laughing next to him.
What's your look!
Ye Chun glanced at him, with three parts helplessness, three parts anger, three parts sympathy and something indescribable. Ji Jue didn't understand it at all and just felt lonely.
It's really annoying for you upper class people to chat.
Ordinary people can meet each other and ask, "Have you eaten? Where are you going?" and that's it. Why do you have so many processes?
At this moment, the conversation in the hall behind the door seemed to have finally come to an end, and Professor Ye's voice sounded from inside: "Since you're here, come in, why are you always standing at the door? Basking in the sun?"
"Hey, my bad."
Lou Feng seemed to have finally come to his senses, "I haven't seen Xiaochun for a long time, and I accidentally talked too much."
"Ah, yes, yes."
Ji Jue nodded, feeling that you have no sense of participation in this play at all, so don't do it next time.
When he entered the hall, he finally saw the visitor sitting on the sofa, and his heart tightened slightly.
She was a slightly thin and old woman, but she was well maintained. It was just her slender eyes that made him feel slightly frightened when she looked over.
Although it is not appropriate to judge people by their appearance, generally when you encounter a car owner with this kind of appearance in a car repair shop, he will be more or less cautious. Otherwise, after finishing the exhausting work, he will not say that you did not do it well, but that you did not do it well.
The place was not wiped clean. Finally, I said you have a bad attitude. Did you secretly replace my parts? Your hands and feet are not clean at a young age...
As for when he saw Professor Ye's expressionless look, he finally vaguely understood that this was probably someone who came with bad intentions.
"Is this Master Ye's disciple?"
Kong Qingyan, who was sitting on the sofa, looked over with a smile and smiled kindly: "It's really extraordinary."
"Just give it a try. Although your talent is average, you have to work hard and study for more than half a year, so you can make do as an apprentice." Professor Ye held the tea cup, took a sip, and said slowly: "He is better than your student.
, at least not pretending.”
"..."
For a moment, Ji Jue's expression twitched in sync with Master Kong's expression on the sofa. As for Lou Feng's expression behind him, he didn't even need to look at it, it must be very exciting.
Professor Ye, if you don't know how to chat, you can just say it. There is no need to chat to death like this and bury me in it.
After all, he is also a master!
master!
Just reach out and pinch me to death, okay?
However, he is a master after all. Even though he was spoken to so unkindly, he still remained personable. He just smiled and said calmly: "Since you said so, why don't these two kids compete and compare with each other, so that they can get to know each other."
Ji Jue just wants to say, we already know each other very well, no need!
What on earth are you doing? You always incite children to fight... Why don't you let me put on a show for you, and you can give me some New Year's money and go home quickly!
To be continued...