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Chapter 208 A spiritual practice

"What did that boss do inside? I went in once before and felt really..."

"It's so terrible. When I first entered, I felt a sense of terrible thoughts of being suppressed and wanting to commit suicide. In a blink of an eye, I didn't know where a force came out. It seemed that my body was full of fighting spirit. Even the terrible difficulty and pressure were all irresistible and brave to face it. It was just that I was giving Mr. Tang some medicinal materials and actually experienced so much. It was so amazing."

"Mr. Wang, this Mr. Tang is so fantastic. I think that is the ability to control people's hearts!!"

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When Tang Zhun came to rest by absorbing the medicine bath, Wang Weimin and Zhang Chen in the corridor outside the luxury suite were savoring what they were discussing, and the more they discussed, the more they became, the more they became afraid.

I bought what Tang Zhun wanted a few hours ago, and they were the fastest to send it in. At that time, Tang Zhun wrote something in the master bedroom in the suite, asking them to put down the medicinal materials. No one entered the bedroom from beginning to end. However, a mysterious and invisible and intangible pressure made people feel despaired and fearful, or the unknown power of sunshine and optimistic still infected them again and again.

Wang Weimin was surprised and suspicious.

The more the discussions became more and more intense, a voice came from the room. Tang Zhun was calling Wang Weimin into the room.

Wang Weimin was excited and hurriedly stepped forward and knocked the door and walked in. After entering, he saw Tang Zhun sitting calmly on the sofa drinking tea. Without looking at him, he still gave Wang Weimin a strong oppression.

"Weimin, sit down. I just wrote an article, you can take a look."

Wang Weimin almost turned into a black question mark face, but he still suppressed all doubts and walked to the single-seat sofa on the left side of Tang Zhun and took the laptop and looked up.

"The past of Jiangxia?"

A very ordinary book title can be seen at the sight. When Wang Weimin thought about it, he would read the main text. The first line of the first line was nothing, and the second line was nothing. As he looked at it, Wang Weimin's face changed slightly, frowned with astonishment and panic. His body was heavily pressed on the sofa, his fingers trembled and sliding his mouse. The more he looked, the worse his face became. As he looked at it, he gradually became a little warm and moved. Later, he suddenly realized that his eyes were very moving.

Not long after, Mr. Wang's attitude became better and better. Even though his overall expression was dark and depressing, his eyes were full of optimism and positiveness, full of fighting spirit and strength.

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Daoyun essays are different from general articles, but they are also very similar.

When writers write Taoism, they will instill morality, thus forming various wonderful moral power fields, or soul wave power fields around them. When others get close to them, they will easily feel a strong sense of control.

When the article is written, the morality inside is to moisten things silently.

For ordinary readers, if the Taoist articles are also filled with all kinds of chaotic oppression, the articles written are too cruel to pull people deep into it? That will directly destroy the inner defense of the readers who are not mentally stubborn and break them up.

Therefore, the finished product of Taoist literature is infecting things silently, with the most readers... It shows that they are too devoted when reading books. Wang Weimin's emotional changes when reading books are just a manifestation of extreme commitment.

Because of their investment, they can produce emotional changes as the protagonist's journey, but this change can be controlled by readers and easily withdrawn.

However, in Wang Weimin's involvement, what he himself didn't know was that when the blood and flesh on his right and left little fingers began to tremble slightly, just like a little ripples rippling. It would be difficult to find if you don't look carefully. If you look carefully, you will find that these tremors that are not controlled by Wang Weimin are not only not stopping, but are still getting bigger and bigger.

Jump from the little finger to the ring finger, and the middle finger... Although the place where the trembling has stopped shaking, the range has been shifting and spreading until it enters the arm.

These are just ordinary readers who are unaware of the situation and cannot find out even if they are not good at seeing each other. At most, they think Mr. Wang is just an ordinary reader who is very dedicated to reading books.

Wang Weiming was devoted to reading it, and he didn't know his own changes. At this moment, he just felt that this was not a novel. It was like witnessing someone else's life with his own eyes. Tang Zhun's words were very attractive, but they could clearly outline the style of the times and the environment. After all, a joke of hundreds of thousands of words is similar to that of the times. Practicing hundreds of thousands of words has been making rapid progress.

The more he read, the more he began to be infected by the protagonist's life journey, and he began to be excited again. Finally, Da Gao Chao, Vice President, Finance and other people ran away with money and left a mess. The protagonist supported his cirrhosis body, and the secretary drove him to visit home buyers one by one. Each of them said that he was dry and guaranteed. He gave his ID card a copy of his home address to reassure the user, and made the other party believe that he would knock down the tofu community and rebuild the house and hand over the house.

Whenever a buyer is convinced successfully, Wang Weimin couldn't help but applaud. The protagonist was exhausted when more than a dozen households went down, and dozens of households almost fainted. The secretary had to forcefully stop the protagonist and still maintained his optimistic and enthusiastic fighting spirit until he really fainted.

After waking up, all the residents surrounded the company. The protagonist ignored the doctor's dissuasion and returned to the company. All kinds of passionate speeches led to Wang Weimin's spirits, and his whole body was shaking like a chicken blood, as if he was also giving a speech with the protagonist's lines, sitting on the small sofa and swaying.

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How long can a reader read a novel with more than 90,000 words? Half an hour, an hour? Wang Weimin reads it for four or five hours.

After reading the last paragraph, Mr. Wang suddenly broke free from the Daoyun article, and sat dumbly on the sofa and looked up at the ceiling. He was too involved. After reading a book, his first reaction was that he was so tired.

After staying for dozens of seconds, Wang Weimin suddenly woke up, clenched his fists together, feeling that his body was filled with endless power?

Illusion, hallucination? He felt that fatigue after watching it was a psychological effect. After all, he would be tired if he had so many ups and downs, so much, but in fact, his whole body was in an unprecedented state, not only in his physical state, but also in his mental state.

Suspicion and uncertainty glanced at Tang Zhun, and Mr. Wang was immediately scared and sweated coldly, "Wen Da, sorry, sorry, it's rude. This novel is so good, I'm too devoted to reading it."

"It's not just about devotion, but after watching it, I felt like I was baptized, a spiritual practice and a journey, full of fighting spirit."

"Boss, your new book is so awesome!"

Tang Zhun laughed silently, stood up and looked at Wang Weimin before saying, "This is the Taoist essay I wrote. Readers can draw strength from it after reading it. It is similar to the Taoist syllable picture in the past, but Jiangxia's past draws physical strength. You are the first reader. Let's find a place to see how much your physical fitness has improved."

The excited Mr. Wang was stunned for a moment.
Chapter completed!
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