After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Chapter 972 Invitation to Class

Shui Musheng concluded that Feng Yin's intentions were not trivial, but after watching many of Feng Yin's videos, Shui Musheng felt relieved.

This person has principles in doing things and looks bohemian, but in fact there is a gap inside.

Although Go is about cultivating one's moral character, it is actually a battlefield.

In the battle on the battlefield, no one is ever 100% right or 100% wrong.

From Shui Musheng's point of view, Feng Yin's methods may be extreme in some things, but in his opinion, what he did was excellent.

For a moment, Shui Musheng's thoughts became more vivid.

Feng Yin, maybe he is really a good chess player.

After learning a lot about things related to Guan and Feng Yin in the classroom, several people agreed to go to Old Man Guan to ask for his contact information. If that didn't work, they could just shout at him over the Internet.

After the five people made their decision, they left the classroom together and walked downstairs.

"Boss, you're so nice! You didn't forget to make me a delicious meal during class. This is so delicious."

Zhang Bo'er's voice floated down the stairs.

Upstairs is the cafeteria of the University for the Elderly.

For some reason, the five people thought that the voice was talking about Dongpo Pork.

Sure enough, at the corner of the stairs, people on both sides met.

"Fengyin?"

"Hello, teachers."

Zhang Bo'er and Feng Yin greeted several old men politely. The old men looked at Feng Yin and then at Zhang Bo'er. After the short study just now, they knew about Zhang Bo'er's existence.

For a moment, my thoughts surged.

"Zhang Bo'er, you also know Feng Yin."

Zhang Bo'er looked at Hu Dashan, the musical instrument master in front of him, and had no idea where the other person's enthusiasm came from. You know, when Zhang Bo'er came to the University for the Elderly, he didn't know what he liked at all, so he followed Feng Yin's instructions and tried them one by one.

Among them was Hudashan’s musical instrument class.

Zhang Bo'er clearly remembers that after the first class, Hu Dashan told him: Don't come here anymore because he didn't want to cry while listening to musical instruments.

"Zhang Bo'er is a good boy. He has some accomplishments in musical instruments. Come to the next class early and the teacher will give you some tutoring."

Zhang Bo'er is no longer the Zhang Bo'er he used to be. He immediately understood that Hu Dashan was coming for the boss, and the boss didn't stop him yet.

"Hey, I understand, thank you."

Zhang Boer climbed along the pole, which made Hu Dashan's mouth twitch and cry again while listening to the musical instrument.

Thinking about it really hurts my head.

"I didn't expect Xiao Bo'er and Feng Yin to know each other. Xiao Bo'er is very serious about calligraphy. How about you two come together? We happen to have a class in the afternoon, how about it?"

Xu Mingshan doesn’t fall behind others, get in touch early and buy groceries early.

The abacus made a loud crackling sound.

The other three also wanted to say something, but Zhang Bo'er had never attended any of their classes and couldn't find the right words to pick up a conversation.

"That's great. I've long admired his name."

Xu Mingshan invited Feng Yin to climb up the pole, faster than Zhang Bo'er.

Nonsense, this was her original purpose.

Although declining might make people miss her even more, Feng Yin didn't have much time, and she was confident enough. After taking Xu Mingshan's class, Xu Mingshan was worried about more than just food.

She happens to know a little bit about calligraphy.

When Xu Mingshan heard Feng Yin agreed, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face. He kept talking about it, and even invited Feng Yin to his classroom to take a look first.

"Okay, but I have a request. I wonder if you can agree to it?
"you say.