Commanding Wind and Cloud

Blacksmiths need to concentrate more, and they are more susceptible to interruption.

The closer to the backyard, the higher the status of the blacksmith union, and the higher the skill of forging.

The president is in the eleventh yard, a yard that is not very large, and it is not much larger than that of Uncle Black. The walls are full of various hammers for forging.

Lilitot curiously looked at the president's courtyard and entered the blacksmith's union for some days. He has never entered here, and the president's courtyard has no imagination. It is a very common place for blacksmiths to work.

Yun Xing Huisheng waved his hammer and was forging a shield seriously, and stopped Li Li Tuote to say hello, and walked alone into a nearby house.

Several simple bookshelves.

Energetically pulled a copy of Yunxing Huisheng's notes on forging and flipped gently. If you look at the chairman's notes, you will always get some inspiration.

Lilitot stood quietly beside the enthusiastic side, staring curiously at the change of facial expression of the enthusiast, this ... this man dared to modify Master Yunxing's notes without authorization!

Lilituote almost screamed in shock, eagerly took a pen from the bucket world, and habitually wrote his thoughts on the notes. This was the habit of working as a librarian in the family.

Huh? The forging sound stopped? Li Li Tuote turned back to see the starry sky rising into the room, just before saluting, and saw that the president made a gesture of no heartbeat, and slowly walked behind the enthusiastic.

Yunxing Huisheng looked at the changes in the enthusiasm in the notes. This ... this boy ... I have studied for a long time, and he can point out the mistakes at a glance? Who actually taught it?

"President Yunxing."

Feeling enthusiastic, there was someone nearby, and quickly closed the notes of the hand and nodded.

"You are dressed today ..."

Yun Xinghuisheng's eyes were full of surprise: "Is it Mugui's unintentional handwriting?"

The enthusiasm nodded awkwardly. It seems that Uncle Mugui is very famous in terms of aesthetics.

"Lilitto, why are you here?"

Yunxing Huisheng put curious eyes on this young man with great potential.

"I brought him." He smiled vigorously. "It happened that he was reprimanded in the second courtyard, but he was wrong, so ..."

"You guys have been badly taught?" Yun Xing Huisheng sighed. "Those boys, I told them many times. The blacksmith needs to have his own imagination, not to do one thing mechanically."

He nodded enthusiastically. Although the star power of Fortune President was far worse than that of Uncle Black, he was still very good in terms of forging vision.

"What? Do you fancy him?" Yun Xing Huisheng looked at the drive with great interest: "Want Tote to be an apprentice?"

He sighed enthusiastically: "I thought so at first, but he seemed to want to become the apprentice of the president."

"Become my apprentice?"

Yunxing Huisheng looked up and down Lilituote: "If Jie Tian said that before last night, I still had this idea. Well, now I have no such idea at all."

Li Li Tuote's heart was so tight that he had unknowingly lost his chance to become a disciple of the church, and could not help asking: "Why?"

"Because ..." Yun Xinghui raised his finger and motivated: "The new president may be better at forging than me."

New chairman? Lilitot's jaw was dislocated a bit, and a pair of smart eyes were constantly looking at the energy. This ... how old is this talent? Even if he has good forging skills, the president will ...

"Totto, if you want to be a great blacksmith, he should be more suitable than me." Yun Xinghui Sheng slapped Li Li Tuote's shoulder: "When I first saw you, I wanted to collect You are an apprentice. I'm afraid that you will become bright in the future, so I thought I might as well hone you a little bit, and I met the chairman.

"Yes ... President ..." Li Litote's tongue knotted at Yunxing Huisheng: "You ... you said, he ... he is ..."

Yunxing Huisheng looked at Li Litote very gently and nodded: "Otherwise, why is he dressed like this today?"

Her cheeks were hot for a while, and Uncle Mugui's eyes on choosing clothes ...

"Okay." Yun Xinghui Sheng waved his hand: "Since you happen to be here, President Gan is interesting to accept you as an apprentice ..."

Lilituote bit his lips and shook his head gently. The news was really amazing. His childhood wish was to be able to worship President Yunxing as a teacher, and he suddenly ran out of a young man, even the new president. Nor is it your goal.

The enthusiasm smiled indifferently. If the positions of the two parties are reversed, maybe this is the reaction?

"You, I don't know what it means to be lucky." Yun Xinghui sighed. "Forget it, then you go and call me a few vice presidents, and by the way notify everyone present at the union to let them in Wait in the conference hall.

Li Li Tuote walked out of the room with doubts, left the courtyard gate and turned back curiously again, so young is the president?

Does he really have such powerful forging skills?

"Oh ..." Yun Xinghuisheng looked at Lilituote who disappeared at the gate of the courtyard, and smiled indifferently: "Young man, I have never seen anything called real forging. However, it is still very talented."

"I know this." Energetic hands behind his back calmly: "When he thinks I am qualified to be his master, it is not too late."

Yunxing Huisheng is more satisfied with his motivation. Even if he is despised by potential young people, he will not feel hurt or angry. Such a stable and calm attitude is too much mature than his actual age.

"Right, did you think my notes were wrong just now?"

"Oh! Oh, I just added a little bit of my opinion."

"Really? Actually, I think so ..." Yunxing Huisheng took out a few sets of his own forged notes from the bookshelf, rummaged for ideas to look at with enthusiasm, and frequently whispered and discussed exchanges.

Lilitot trot all the way and went straight to the round table meeting room of the blacksmith union, where the high-level blacksmith union met. I did not expect that today Vice President Lei Guangming organized the meeting.

Standing in front of the tall round-table meeting room, Lilitot was a little nervous. After joining the blacksmith's union for so long, it was the first time he stood at such a high-level door.

"What! Vice President Lei, what are you talking about?"

The sound of crickets passed through the door that Lilitot had just opened, and he forgot to continue to push the door in shock.

"Of course it is true." Lei Guangming looked at the roaring white fat old man with a serious look on his face: "Vice President Chun Zhengsheng, how can I lie to you? The energy is a warrior in the Torrent Battlefield, if it really becomes Thanks to the chairman of our blacksmith's union ... "Chun Zhengsheng's calloused hands were holding the table excitedly. Torrent War Fortress is one of the sources of business of the Blacksmiths' Union. Long post ... "What about the fighters in the Torrent?" Xian Qiangman didn't care about making his own hands and looking behind his head: "We are a blacksmith union, as long as the forging technology is excellent, we can.

Forging technology? Xian Qiang remembered the technique of seeing energy, his face was full of admiration, at least he couldn't do that! President Yunxing is a master! As soon as the shot was taken, the blind receiver would give away the long post.

Forging technology? Lei Guangming's eyes twitched a few times. The forging technique was really good, but if the sky couldn't stop him from becoming the president, I'm afraid the Lei family could not stand in Yongliu City! Today, we must contact everyone to stop motivation, or the owner will kill himself today!

Killing energy? Is that fun? Lei Guangming is very clear, in case he has no intention to find the fact that the owner of the hometown has the hand, otherwise he will do a great job for the Lei family.

"Brightness, you can do it as much as you can. It's really impossible, I'll do it myself! Anyway, I'm also an old bone, so I'm giving the last strength for the Lei family."

Lei Guangming shook his head vigorously, and wanted to forget last night at home. Lei Zhen was utterly exhausted by the yellow candlelight.

That was not contrived, but an old homeowner who had the rise of the family again, and made real sacrifices at any time for the glory and reputation of the family.

"Forging technology?" Lei Guangming bit his teeth firmly. "How good is his forging technology! Can he be better than my master? Can he be better than Vice President Chen Motu? Or better than Vice President Chen Motu?" "

Chun Zhengsheng's quilted eyes narrowed and he raised his hand to hold the white beard on his chin. Although he has been fighting for the chairman's position with Lei Guangming over the years ~ www.readwn.com ~ I hate him, but this sentence sounds like Still very comfortable.

Chen Motu snorted coldly, his slender eyes were very disdainful, and he tapped his finger gently at the point of the table, without showing the slightest expression: "I don't care who is the president, as long as it is the order of Lord Yunxing, I will obey! Absolutely not like some people, who are obviously apprentices, but are still against the master here. "

Lei Guangming closed his eyes and pressed down his heart. This skinny Chen Motu is really a master of the master. It is really difficult to win him, but this time is not the time to turn his face.

"Brother Motu, you're wrong." Chun Zhengsheng stood up slowly with a beard and a heart full of pride. I always thought that President Yun Xing was Lei Guangming's master. There wasn't much contention for himself as president. Maybe, now I didn't expect to see a chance.

"President Yunxing is a noble person, but it does not mean that the people he sees are also noble." Chun Zhengsheng stood up and looked around at everyone: "The Yongliu Blacksmiths Union is not a guild of President Yunxing, he is ... ... "

"He is the guild of Lord Yunxing alone!" Chen Motu yelled at the table and yelled, "There is no Lord Yunxing, how can you be so beautiful today? Does your conscience let the undead eat?