Chapter 1570: Chapter 1,567, the art of loneliness (1/97)

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Huaguo Water Curtain Group.

Today, Jiang Xiaoche was working overtime again because it was close to the end of the day.

Jiang Xiaoche was summoned by Grandpa Sun.

On Grandpa Suns table, there were all kinds of snacks, different flavors of popcorn, and even hired a dessert master to make desserts on the spot.

This scene felt familiar to Jiang Xiaoche.

He subconsciously looked at the time and was confused by Grandpa Suns behavior.

This time was not the time of the World Cup.

It was not the time of the Kings League S99 Global Finale.

It was also not the time of the TV series and variety shows that Grandpa Sun liked to watch.

The recent popular variety show, Brothers stirring up trouble,was Grandpa Suns favorite.

Grandfather Sun was a fas.h.i.+onable old man. In order to catch up with the pace of young people and understand the market of young people further, he never resisted to understand new things.

However, this lineup in front of him was rare.

Xiao Che, sit down, sit down. I was worried that no one would accompany me to watch the game,grandfather Sun called out.

Grandfather Sun fiddled with the Dharma Ball on the table, and the three-dimensional holographic image in the void immediately appeared.

This isJiang Xiaoche looked at this scene with some hesitation.

Because the scene in front of him instantly made him notice a familiar person.

It was that pretty boy called w.a.n.g Ling..

This is student w.a.n.g Lings live broadcast of the match when he went to Sun Island as an exchange student,said Old Man Sun.

Jiang Xiaoche was a little dumbfounded. But I remember that student w.a.n.g Ling is partic.i.p.ating in a closed-door compet.i.tion

Because of his connection with Sun Island, Jiang Xiaoche actually had a certain level of understanding of Sun Islands affairs.

Lotus Sun had been the one who had found him to sign the two billion yuan order from Sakais Fengnian family.

So this old man also paid a price,grandfather Sun said.

Price?

Isnt the organizer Sun Islands Alliance of ten thousand schools? This old man agreed to help them invest in the name of a large-scale compet.i.tion later on, which was how I managed to get this video.

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaoches heart inexplicably felt a little sour.

But master, I still dont know why you called me here

Theres no buts. Chatting with Me is also your secretarys responsibility.

Master, I still have to be with my partner today

Dont give me that. In front of me, you still want to pretend that you have a girlfriend. You may have many female partners, but even today, youre still a lonely old man. Dont treat me like I dont know.

These words were like a whip that deeply lashed Jiang Xiaoches heart, causing him to freeze on the spot.

Old master sun said, Sit down. I came to look for you this time because I wanted to watch the match with you and then have a casual chat. I feel that youve always misunderstood cla.s.smate w.a.n.g Ling.

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaoche was instantly stunned.

He had thought that no one else would know what he had done.

But he had never thought that in the end, he wouldnt be able to escape the old masters eyes.

Old Master Sun in front of him was the one who had hidden it the most.

Sit down, Xiaoche.Old Master Sun smiled kindly.

Okay

The amiable light in his eyes was like a spring breeze, which Jiang Xiaoche couldnt refuse, but at the same time, he felt very ashamed.

He didnt dare look old master sun in the eye.

He just sat on the side.

As he watched, Jiang Xiaoche realized that this match seemed to be a little different from what he had imagined.

Why did that local student on Sun Island keep slapping him in the face..

..

At the same time, the battle between w.a.n.g Ling and Micang Weiming continued.

To be honest, at first, Micang Weiming had resisted the idea of fighting a fake match.

However, the conditions that Junshan shrubby offered him were too excellent.

It had always been his dream to study abroad. His grades at Sangtian High School were excellent, and he received a scholars.h.i.+p every year. However, it was not realistic to achieve the goal of studying abroad with these trivial scholars.h.i.+ps.

Moreover, the most important thing was that there were only a few places to go abroad each year. One could count them on ones fingers.

It was said that the best students would be selected.

However, once it was put into practice, these places were destined to be reserved for those who had connections.

Mikagura Weiming had no background, power, or money. It was a Fools dream to get this place.

Therefore, Mikagura Weiming had made plans early in the morning.

He clearly knew that fighting a fake match was actually a very shameful thing, but he was still willing to do it.

Because right now, he was nothing.

The only thing he could do was to endure it for the time being and become someone elses chess piece.

As long as he could get through this day and officially breathe mixiu nations free air, everything would be worth it.

And what he had to do was to endure it.

To fight a fake match, he had to fake it..

As w.a.n.g Ling watched Mi Cang Wei Ming slap his face again and again, his thoughts were inexplicably complicated.

The w.a.n.g family, for example, were actually just ordinary ordinary people, but w.a.n.g Ling had been educated by Father and mother w.a.n.g since he was young and knew how to be content more than anyone else. 1

w.a.n.g Ling had never thought about studying abroad.

Because the world was the same moon, the Moon might not be any rounder even if he went abroad.

But just because he thought this way didnt mean that other people thought the same way.

MICANG weiming wanted to Rise up, to get better resources, and to use his own efforts to let his family live a better life.

There was nothing wrong with that in itself.

Why did that person hit himself?In front of the television, Zhou Ziyi didnt understand.

He probably had an agreement with one of the parties and wanted to drag my disciple down with him through the fake match.Odd Zhuo picked up a pepper and salt strip and placed it in Liangzis bowl.

This scene made Liangzi feel a little better, but then he saw Odd Zhuo pick up another strip and place it in Zhou Ziyis bowl.

Liangzi nine temples:

The decision for the match on Sun Island is very simple. First, it is based on the basic combat strength, and second, it is based on the overall performance of the match. As long as the party with the highest combat strength is suspected of going easy, it is very easy to determine that it is a fake match. Then both sides will be disqualified.

Then wont student w.a.n.g Ling Be Very Dangerous?Zhou Ziyi stared intently at the screen.

To be honest, if he had been in such a situation, he definitely wouldnt have known what to do.

He wanted to see how w.a.n.g Ling would deal with it.

w.a.n.g Ling saw Mi Cang Wei Ming slap him again and again, leaving crisscrossing fingerprints on his originally thin little face. 1

He had hit him extremely hard, and it wasnt any worse than Sakai hes.

These slaps on his face were actually using inner strength, and Micang Weiming was deliberately inflicting internal injuries on him. 1

But w.a.n.g Ling could actually tell.

Micang Weiming didnt want to do that.

As he slapped himself, tears rolled down uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

They were silent tears.

It wasnt because of the pain.

w.a.n.g Ling had already known everything the moment he had faced Micang Weiming head-on.

Zhupu Junshan had asked Micang Weiming to pretend to be dead after injuring him as much as possible he had deliberately let w.a.n.g Ling win so that he could be judged as a fake match. 1

In other words, there were many ways to judge a fake match.

But Micang Weiming had chosen one.

One that didnt hurt anyone.

Because the final result was the same, he only needed to achieve the purpose of the fake match.

Although he knew that it was extremely unfair for w.a.n.g Ling to choose this method to study abroad.

Even if he didnt hurt w.a.n.g Ling, he would still give him a bad reputation for fighting the fake compet.i.tion.

Mi Cang Wei couldnt think of any way to make up for it..

So he had no choice but to use this method.

After so many years..

He had survived just like that.

He had no power or influence, and had drifted along with the waves on this small cultivation island just so that his family could have a better life.

As he slapped himself

At the same time, a strong sense of shame and resistance, as well as the loneliness of fighting alone, suddenly welled up in his heart.

It made Micang Weimings tears fall uncontrollably.

At that moment, he saw w.a.n.g Ling slowly approach him with his hands in his trouser pockets.

Dont Dont come close to me! Back-wave mulberry!

His face was so swollen that he couldnt speak.

But he was roaring in his heart.

He thought that no one could understand his helplessness and loneliness.

But in fact, when w.a.n.g Ling gradually approached him and made eye contact with him

In an instant, Mikura Weiming suddenly felt his mind go blank, and he actually blacked out.

What What is this

At that moment, an empty universe appeared in his mind.

There wasnt a single star in the boundless universe, and he saw w.a.n.g Lings lonely figure.

His heart was instantly moved.

He couldnt imagine the scene in his mind.

He had already thought that he was the loneliest person in the world.

But he had never imagined that the young man standing in front of him would feel far more lonely than he did..

That feeling of helplessness, loneliness, and loneliness spread like a reptile, and all of a sudden, Mikagura Weimings mind went blank.

No one could tell what had happened at all..

Mikagura Weimings body went limp and he fell forward.

w.a.n.g Ling carefully caught his body and slowly laid him flat on the ground.

That move just now was called the great isolation spell..

It was also one of the more gentle spells in w.a.n.g Lings current Heavenly Dao spell.

There werent any side effects.

The victim would feel a one-in-a-billion sense of loneliness from w.a.n.g Ling, and then gradually stop thinking under the impact of this loneliness.

Thus, without any surprise, Mikura Weiming closed his eyes.

w.a.n.g Ling stared at the teenager on the ground, and his expression didnt change in the slightest.

Before he left, he struck Mikura Weiming with a spirit light on his face.

His swollen face, which had almost been deformed by Mikura Weimings own strike, instantly returned to normal.

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