My imagination has come true

Chapter 47 Gossip
When Zhao Yang described this series of 'stories', the corners of his eyes kept twitching.

It can be seen that he himself feels that he is really outrageous!

How could something so dramatic happen in reality.

"At that time, everyone in the company looked at my dad's bad luck. No, some people said he was very lucky."

"The high-altitude parabolic made the company's new cleaners take it away with big pliers. It was a screwdriver, and it finally didn't stare at my dad's forehead."

"Before my dad stepped into the sewer, the newly hired doorman threw an old sofa over to block the mouth of the sewer well."

"The unparked car in the garage caused the passing security to apply the handbrake."

"Well, the security guard is also a newcomer, luckily."

"Back to the company, my unlucky dad slipped and fell, and almost hit his head on the printing machine. Fortunately, the new lady clerk quickly dragged the printing machine away, and gave him a kick so that he could lie on the sofa. .”

It was rare for Zhao Yang to say so many words in a brisk tone. After speaking, he took a small breath, glanced at Mu Qingyun secretly, and said in a low voice: "Student Mu, do you think...is it a coincidence?"

He suddenly shuddered.

Mu Qingyun thought for a while and said, "Student Zhao hired someone from Boss Sun's tea bar to work in Zhao's house."

Zhao Yang froze for a moment, then nodded.

That day, when he left classmate Mu's house, he was thinking about the dreamlike scene he encountered all the way, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

After returning home, he couldn't fall asleep for a while. He thought that he heard Mu and Xiao Ning talking about several episodes of "Little Gu Talks About Martial Arts", so he suddenly got an idea and started searching on the Internet.

The several video sites he often watched, such as station D, did not find any clues, but a technical expert he met on the Internet accidentally reminded him.

Zhao Yang went one by one to decipher those niche forums that had passwords and prevented ordinary people from entering. Finally, he found a clue and found a small video website that was only open to specific members.

The password of this website is a question password. One of the questions is how many changes in the fireworks at the Winter Olympics, and who made them?
Zhao Yang: "..."

Anyway, he finally entered the forum, and saw Xiao Ning's "Xiao Gu talks about martial arts".

As a result, after looking at it this way, he wished he could go back and crush the blind and curious himself to death. After watching those commentary videos, he couldn't sleep all night. He didn't even dare to let his parents and relatives out.

Zhao Yang: "I have really learned a lot."

Looking at classmate Mu, Zhao Yang smiled, with a slightly helpless expression, but also a little relaxed.

The 'Jianghu Tea Bar' introduced by classmate Mu is quite different from what he imagined, and those masters seem to be very different from what he imagined.

What was Zhao Yang thinking at that time?What he thought was that the heroes would meet each other, and after singing songs with swords, they would drink a pot of dirty wine together.

He thought that what he saw would be Jianghu, heroes, and a world completely different from ordinary people.

Zhao Yang felt that he would be like Alice who strayed into Wonderland, seeing a magical scene that is hard to see in life.

But the fact is, although it cannot be said, what he saw was not amazing enough. After all, people do seem to be masters, but the part-time job that masters want is not to be well-dressed and majestic, not to carry a unparalleled sword in their hands, and to treat themselves My employer said, if someone wants to kill you, step over my dead body first.

These masters first ask about the salary, and then ask about holidays, five insurances and one housing fund, and then they are willing to work part-time as cleaners, doormen, security guards, clerks, front desks, as long as the money is similar and the treatment is good, it is best not to do those too Work hard.

Zhao Yang's expression was really indescribable, and there seemed to be some strangeness in the depths of his eyes.

Mu Qingyun laughed, recalled the freshly released gossip, and rummaged out to tell classmate Zhao.

"It's been 3088 years this year, and it's been 180 years since the cataclysm ended. Back then, technology collapsed, thermal weapons failed, and martial arts masters were the most effective weapons."

"The masters of the various sects are really springing up like mushrooms, growing one after another. Even if they are pulled out to encourage them, the whole country is urging them to grow tall and strong."

"Whoever mentions the Great Cataclysm only hopes that it will disappear forever in this world, but for those famous martial arts inheritance families, it is indeed a period of time worthy of the birth of famous masters."

"As for now, there are still martial arts inheritances, but the world has been at peace for a long time, and practicing martial arts is indeed useless. Not many people are willing to practice nowadays."

Mu Qingyun sighed softly, with her talent, she had to stand up for such an entry, exercise her body, and do basic skills. How many people can survive these boring days?

With that time, wouldn’t it be nice to read novels online, watch videos, and play games?

"Most of the current martial arts disciples are doing jobs that have nothing to do with their profession after leaving their teachers. Most of them have practiced martial arts for several years. As a result, when they get married and have children, when their parents are old and need to take care of them Only then did I realize that the martial arts he learned fulfilled my martial arts dream, but it couldn’t satisfy my wallet, let alone the expectations of my parents and my spouse.”

Mu Qingyun chuckled: "The tea bar I introduced to you is called Sun Li. He is a very talented expert in this field. He has practiced Wu Qinxi since he was a child.

"He can open a tea bar after retiring like this, and now he has a very beautiful girlfriend. He is doing well in this circle. Everyone is convinced that he has skills and is willing to let him help introduce a job. .”

Zhao Yang's eyes were a little dull when he heard it, and his expression became more and more strange.

Mu Qingyun laughed even more: "Those who can be called masters are all disciples of the sect who survived during the catastrophe. If they can be called famous, their rules are very strict."

"They all started working hard at the age of four or five, and practiced diligently with their parents, elders, or masters. They practiced hard for 20 years. They not only required martial arts, but also martial ethics. At least I know that martial arts are compared with martial arts. Much more important."

"Without a serious inheritance, you can't produce masters. It is quite face-saving to be able to inherit a famous family to this day. Fame is more important than life. Few people are willing to cross the line."

"Student Zhao really doesn't need to worry too much. It may not be that difficult to meet an enemy, but it is harder than going to the sky to be an enemy of a master who doesn't care about crossing the line."

Zhao Yang immediately laughed.

At the school gate, when the two parted ways, at least Zhao Yang was quite relaxed.

In fact, his father is very proud of himself now, and it is said that he has a special face. Many old guys in the mall think he is lucky, and specially send red envelopes to him to cheer him up.

Some people deeply feel that he is unpredictable, that the company has hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and should not be provoked.

Gee.

After all, it is earned.

Mu Qingyun wasn't in a bad mood either.

[The progress of the small script "My Boyfriend Can Turn Fakes into Reals" is 80%, with a score of 95, excellent, and the settlement reward: 1 incense sticks for refining fakes into real ones (residual, uncontrollable, please use with caution. Free attribute point +0.1]

Mu Qingyun happily added attribute points to intelligence again.

The script of 'refining fakes into real' was developed quite quickly.

It's time for the mid-term exam.

In an instant, my mind, which was a bit foggy, seemed to be filled with a bottle of mint water, refreshing and refreshing.

Name: Mu Qingyun (Characteristic: Heaven rewards those who work hard)

age 16
Intelligence: 6 (+0.85)

Strength 5 (+0.5)

Dexterity 5 (+0.7)

Spirit 6 (+0.26)

技能：护理5，厨艺5（+0.98），钢琴2（绝对音准+0.83）戳脚2.5，射术1.7
After all, although Teacher Xiaofang was messing around, Mr. Qiao let him mess around, but the result was not bad.

(End of this chapter)