Lazy Cancer Cure

Chapter 38 I Want to Take Her as a Disciple
Meng Changxi, who passed by 'Somersault Cloud' four times in a row, couldn't help wondering if there was something wrong with his eyes.But fortunately, he and Xi Luo finally completed the task before the end of the test, and what they got was a Somersault Cloud bookmark hanging at the door of the bookstore for sale.

The owner of the bookstore issued a second task for them, handing the 'somersault cloud' to the person in Yunxiang who most resembles the Great Sage, and invited him to the dinner party prepared by the program group.

In this link, the program group did not arrange in advance the group performances who will play the role of the Great Holy Lord. It is completely unknown who the children will give the "Somersault Cloud" to in the end.

In fact, children make decisions several times faster than ordinary adults. The tasks that Zhang Shaochen thought would take at least four or five hours to complete were all completed within two hours.

Xiaobai gave the "cloud painting" given to him by the old painter to a boy who grew up eating a lot of food; The old man who made sugar figures; Wu Shu stuffed the big cloud from the doll shop into the arms of grandma who was sweeping the floor against the cold wind; Hua Hua gave the umbrella in the shape of a somersault cloud to the little girl who was playing the role of a great saint with a golden cudgel .
"Why did you give them Somersault Cloud?"

"Where do they look like great saints? They don't have flaming eyes, they can't change 72, they can't kill demons, they are not arrogant enough, they are all ordinary people bound by life, aren't they?"

"Because they need Somersault Cloud."

"They will be very happy to receive somersault cloud."

"The Great Sage is fictional, but they are all real people."

Facing the program group's question that can be called deliberately difficult, the childish language of a few children seems to be telling the answer that it should be so. It is obviously a scene full of joy, but it also makes people have the urge to shed tears.

"Ancestor, when will you give away your somersault cloud bookmark?" Meng Changxi sighed with emotion to other people's children, but when he lowered his head, he saw that Xi Luo was still holding the bookmark in his hand.

Xi Luo was silent for a while, then reached out and took out the illustrated book of Journey to the West from his backpack, flipped to a certain page in the book without thinking, and pinched somersaulting cloud at the feet of the great sage in the picture.

"Yo, you're pretty smart, give the bookmark to the book, you have an idea."

"Stupid." Xi Luo glanced at Meng Changxi with disgust, broke his palm and said, "I'll give it to you, don't lose it."

After he finished speaking, he refused to look back. Looking at the extra illustration book in his hand, Meng Changxi was overjoyed to be recognized, and his mood couldn't be better.

In the afternoon, the six children were taken by the staff to visit the Journey to the West Museum, while the parents helped the program team prepare the farewell dinner.The location of the dinner party was chosen in the largest open space in the center of the village, and many tables and chairs were borrowed from villagers' homes.The program group has no special restrictions on the number of people who can participate in the dinner, and every villager who has provided help can come.

Six adults and children sat at a table, and villagers kept shyly coming over to ask if they could take photos or sign autographs. Among them, the combination of Xi Luo and Meng Changxi was the most popular.

The second day's recording ended amidst the laughter at the dinner party, and the recording in Yunxiang also came to an end.

The content of the shooting on the morning of the third day is mainly about adults and children reviewing the most impressive things in the two-day experience together.

At noon, all the adults started to pack their things and prepare to take the children home.Only Meng Changxi received a lunch invitation from Mr. Zeng Shengshu. Although the invitation was a bit abrupt, he still rejected the dinner party of the program group and rushed over with Xi Luo.

When Mr. Zeng came to open the door, he was wearing a black apron around his waist, with a smile on his face: "I am the only one in the house, and there is not much stock in the refrigerator, so the food is a bit simple, I hope you don't mind. "

"No, no, we are the ones who trouble you." Meng Changxi quickly shook his head, he would be envious if someone of Mr. Zeng's status invited him to dinner.

"You are my guests when you come to my house, so there is no reason to be negligent." After speaking, he led two people, one big and one young, to sit down at the table.

"You are a senior, so to say that is a bit of an insult to a junior." Meng Changxi looked very respectful, "When I was young, I always heard my dad mention you, saying that you were his university teacher, and he benefited a lot from you. .”

"Did he really say that?" Zeng Shengshu had a half-smile, with a strange expression on his face, "That kid didn't scold me? There are ninety students in his class, and I only fail his subject every year, and he has to retake it twice. He almost didn't graduate, but he doesn't hate me?"

"Pfft." Meng Changxi was stunned, "My dad said he was a top student every year, and even you love him a lot..."

"Fart. I've been displeased with him for a long time. If you say other people skip classes and fail exams, I'll just turn a blind eye and close one eye. But he can't. What's his name, Meng Ru! What kind of person can do that?" Can he be called the word 'Confucianism' and use that kind of achievement to fool me, is he worthy of his name?"

"Forget it, that kid even gave me a nickname, made up limericks, and made fun of me. In the end, all the students in Huada University would sing the phrase 'Old Zeng, Lao Zeng, are you a devil'!" Zeng Lao In the end, I couldn't help but sing.

Meng Changxi laughed dryly, wishing he could immediately dig a hole and bury his father in it. This is completely different from what he said before, okay: "Is it because of my father that you are looking for me this time?"

"I still want to live for a few more years, thank you." Zeng Shengshu picked up the chopsticks and greeted, "Changxi, Xiluo, pick what you like to eat."

"Okay, okay." Meng Changxi nodded with a smile.

Zeng Shengshu thought about it, but decided to say it straight: "The main reason I came to you this time is to ask you to help me ask your parents something."

Seeing Mr. Zeng being so polite, Meng Changxi couldn't help being a little nervous: "Just tell me what you have to do. Father will do his best. He has always admired you and always told me in private that the most proud thing in his life is to be your father. s student."

"Really?" Elder Zeng was a little surprised, "Then you think he won't object to me accepting little Xi Luo as a closed disciple?"

"What?!" Meng Changxi exclaimed, looking up and down at Xi Luo for a long time, "Are you serious?"

"I think Xi Luo is very intelligent, and he is the most suitable to inherit my theory."

"No, that's not what I meant. I really can't decide about little Xiluo. I have to go back and discuss it with my parents." Meng Changxi forced himself to calm down.Hongmen Banquet, this must be Hongmen Banquet.If his mother knew that there was another one robbing her sister, wouldn't she be so angry that she would copy the knife and come over to single out!

"You can discuss it carefully, and Xiao Xi Luo also agrees."

"Yes." Xi Luo nodded in agreement when his name was called.

Zeng Shengshu saw that Meng Changxi was stunned to the side, and he couldn't help sighing that young people's psychological quality is not enough.

The three of them sat and ate together, but the atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.

The screen of Zeng Shengshu's phone on the table lit up, revealing a pure white screen saver.

Meng Changxi asked casually: "Mr. Zeng, your screen saver says 'faith'."

"Yeah. Isn't that the trend now?"

"How can it be the same? Others may be chasing trends, but you are everyone who really has 'belief'."

"Faith?" Mr. Zeng thought it was funny, but when he lowered his head, he saw Xi Luo's bewildered expression, and asked casually, "Then do you know what faith is? What do you think I believe in?"

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