Chapter 159: You can’t make up your mind at the last minute when it comes to personal relationships!
But there is another problem in continuing to file complaints. What if there is a big boss in the third level of the Middle School hidden in the dark... What's most embarrassing is that he happens to be hit by a gun. It is easy to cause a situation where the complaint fails and the message is sent instead.
No, as long as there is an inner sect elder from the Third Middle Realm who is instigated to rebel, there is no need for him to happen upon it.
But the other party will definitely pay great attention to this aspect, and even be responsible for this aspect of work. Once they find that this kind of news has been reported, they will absolutely try their best to intercept it. In this case, the bloody plot in the script will easily become an inevitable situation.
"Well, it's better to be too weak, or to have enough power and connections! Huh? Wait, enough connections?" An idea flashed in Wang Zijia's mind, and a very sexy idea came to him.
"It seems that... it's not impossible to do it? But we have to wait until the limelight of the past few days is over." After a long time, Wang Zijia's eyes became brighter and brighter.
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Early the next morning, Wang Zijia got up early as usual and was doing morning boxing lessons with Bai Qian, Xiang Feifei and others in the yard.
"Tai Chi value +30!"
With the consumption of a Wisdom Heart Pill, Wang Zijia found that compared with the usual amount of less than 20 points, today's value suddenly increased by more than ten points.
He was stunned for a moment, feeling the spiritual weapon in his mind: the book of False Dao and Zhenlu flashing slightly, and Wang Zijia's eyes flashed slightly.
Is this the inheritance effect of the inherited magic weapon?
This is still the most basic. No wonder everyone was sure yesterday that with his talent of mastering the five arts at the age of sixteen, it won't be long before he can complete the preparations for the remaining four arts and start to advance to Jijiu.
"Sir, the ingredients you want." After breakfast, Bai Qian handed Wang Zijia a food box.
Wang Zijia saw that its surface was actually sealed with a layer of spiritual light, and said in surprise: "Why is it still sealed..."
While taking the food box, he waved his hand and opened the food box while speaking. Seeing this, Bai Qian stopped talking.
Wang Zijia's words stopped abruptly, and a stench rushed straight to the tip of his nose. The smell is very pure, just the ultimate stinky smell.
"What is this?" Wang Zijia was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion.
What he wants is dark cuisine, not biological weapons! ! !
"Dried fish!" Bai Qian said with excitement, eyes twinkling: "Young Master, it tastes a bit strong, but it tastes amazing."
Wang Zijia: "······"
He always felt that if he continued like this, Bai Qian would go further and further down this road of no return. Maybe one day, all the elixirs she practices will be...
Forget it, I still don’t want to think about this anymore, it’s a bit scary.
"Well, I believe in your craftsmanship!" Wang Zijia responded, then hurriedly sealed the food box and headed towards the Talisman Tower.
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"Good morning, Senior Brother Wang!"
"morning!"
"Good morning, senior brother!"
"morning!"
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When the disciples saw Wang Zijia coming to work, they were all surprised and greeted Wang Zijia enthusiastically. Wang Zijia responded one by one.
"Senior Brother Wang, is your trip going well?" An Xingsheng followed Wang Zijia into the talisman-making room and asked while handing over the ledger.
Wang Zijia reached out and took the account book, sat down, opened it and replied: "It's going well, has anything happened in the past half month?"
"There's nothing else. It's just that the assessment time is coming, and Senior Brother You won't be here for half a month, so Junior Brother Yuan is a little anxious." An Xingsheng replied.
Now among the ten disciples taught by Wang Zijia, there is only one named Yuan, who is still short of mastering the talismans. The others have at least started.
Like Xi Ling, who knows everything, is familiar with everything, and can deploy enough values, he has already reached a certain level of proficiency, and is not far away from mastery. So it's normal for him to be anxious.
I haven’t been to work for half a month, and there are still less than 20 days left for the assessment, so it’s time for the final sprint.
While Wang Zijia was thinking, he nodded calmly and said, "Well, let's make arrangements for another class in the afternoon."
"Okay, I'll notify you later." An Xingsheng replied.
Wang Zijia looked at An Xingsheng and asked, "Is there anything else?"
"It's not a big deal. Yesterday, the Bai family member suddenly came to our building and said that senior brother, you are free. Let him know so that he can come and visit." An Xingsheng looked at Wang Zijia with an incomprehensible expression as he spoke.
Wang Zijia was at a loss for a moment before he remembered who An Xingsheng was talking about.
"Are you talking about the teaching fellow who was transferred to Fulou after me some time ago?" Wang Zijia asked.
"Yeah!" An Xingsheng nodded and replied: "This senior fellow is also very strange. All the teaching fellows in the building are trying to fawn over him, but he always ignores them. I don't know what he thinks, but he suddenly came to us yesterday. Here it comes.”
Wang Zijia's eyes flickered for a moment and he said, "Did you come yesterday morning or in the afternoon?"
"In the evening, when I was about to get off work." An Xingsheng looked at Wang Zijia with doubts as he spoke: "What's wrong, senior brother, is there any problem?"
Wang Zijia shook his head calmly and said, "It's okay. If he wants to come, he can come."
"Ah?..." An Xingsheng saw Wang Zijia's attitude and said in shock: "Then how should we deal with it?"
"What should I do if colleagues visit each other and I can give him a gong or a drum?" Wang Zijia asked, and then said calmly: "It would be nice to have a cup of tea."
An Xingsheng: "······"
"Okay, go down and inform them if you have nothing else to do. I haven't had classes for more than half a month, so I'll talk more today." Wang Zijia glanced at An Xingsheng, who was a little dazed, and said goodbye.
"Oh, oh, okay, I'll do it now." An Xingsheng came back to his senses, bowed to Wang Zijia, and turned to go out.
When he left the talisman making room and closed the door carefully, he looked through the crack of the door at Wang Zijia who was looking down at the account book. An Xingsheng suddenly felt that after not seeing him for half a month, this Senior Brother Wang seemed completely different.
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In the afternoon, Wang Zijia came to the lecture hall. The moment he stepped into the room, he was stunned.
It was nothing, there were too many people.
In addition to the ten original disciples, there were seven or eight people who took classes for free. In addition to these dozen people, there were more than a dozen strangers sitting in the back of the hall.
Wang Zijia didn't know almost all of these people. Of course, he knew some information about a few of them, who should be the formal teachers of their Fu Building.
The three people at the center of the dozen people even had the aura of a master of wine. One of the old men who was at the peak of wine was none other than the owner of their Fu Building, Wang Zijia's boss.
Seeing this, Wang Zijia subconsciously stopped walking after entering the door, looked back at the door, and made sure that he had walked into the right lecture hall.
"What's going on?" Wang Zijia looked at An Xingsheng who was trotting forward and asked in a low voice.
It's the end of the month, big guys, check your ticket folders quickly, and vote if you have any! ! ! There are still several hundred short of a thousand, don't waste it! ! !