Chapter 1237

The distributor hierarchy, in the words of an Amway brand on earth, is called offline development... The seven sects don't know the benefits, but it should be another wonderful idea of Zheng Feiyue.

Foolishly accepted

Late at night, the party destined to set off a new round of storm on the east bank dispersed.

Zheng Feiyue didn't rush back to the ghost city of mulberry, nor did he go to shenlu city to find black gauze. Instead, he sat beside a cliff on fairy peak, his legs hanging in the air, carrying soul reviving wine and quietly enjoying the moonlight.

"Is this a poet?"

Xiao Zhou's figure appeared and reached out to catch Zheng Feiyue's wine. The latter waved away and said faintly: "on the banquet, your boy followed me so many good wine, almost all right."

Xiao Zhou smiled and continued to pester Zheng Feiyue until he grabbed the wine.

"What's the matter?"

Zheng Feiyue grumbled discontentedly.

Xiao Zhou Meimei took a sip, and her eyes became comfortable. She said, "the wine has been sent to the mountains. My bitter brothers have never drunk anything so delicious in their life except fruit wine."

"Listen to you, the days in the mountains are hard?"

"Very bitter, very bitter."

"In that case, why insist?"

"You don't understand."

"Well, I really don't understand. Give me a drink of the wine. This is the last jar."

Xiao Zhou threw the wine jar to Zheng Feiyue, who didn't dislike it. He blew directly at the mouth of the bottle and continued to stay at the moon.

"What are you thinking?"

Xiao Zhou asked.

Zheng Feiyue replied, "I miss my family."

"If you miss home, go back. Li xiner and Heisha are good women," said Xiao Zhou with envy in his eyes. "You don't know how much I want to have my own home."

Zheng Feiyue shook his head and said, "it's not home here."

Xiao Zhou: "parents?"

"Yes."

"Where are the two elders?"

"Far away, a place I may never go back." Zheng Feiyue's eyes are very melancholy. "In addition, there is a wayward sister."

Xiao Zhou said with a smile, "I don't have this information. Maybe if I turn it over to the organization, the old man can reward me with a few jars of good wine to taste, but I'm afraid I can't see the previous residue after drinking your soul reviving wine."

Zheng Feiyue looked at him and asked a question, "where are your parents?"

Xiao Zhou was suddenly silent.

Until the moonlight darkened and the bright moon drilled into the clouds, he said, "dead. I died when I was very young. I don't even remember what they look like."

"Sorry," Zheng Feiyue said.

Xiao Zhou shook the jar and found that he had drunk all the wine. He smacked his mouth regretfully. Then he threw the jar down and watched it fall into the cliff. When the dull sound of breaking came, he opened his mouth and said with a smile, "don't say anything sad. There's something I don't understand."

"Ask."

"You seem to indulge me?"

"You're not mine. You can't indulge anything." Zheng Feiyue lost his smile, and then his face became silent. "When I'm in my position, I'm often very boring... To tell you the truth, don't take it to heart. Life is lonely like snow. You're really a good object to relieve fatigue."

Xiao Zhou was speechless.

He still couldn't adapt to this invisible outfit, scratched his head and said, "you know my details, but you left me around, just taking me as an object to relieve fatigue?"

Zheng Feiyue said with a smile: "of course, not only that, but there is one thing I have to admit. Although you have a problem with your composition, you are not very annoying and have strong ability. I appreciate you very much."

"Thank you."

Xiao Zhou inexplicably had a sense of glory, but it was the first time for the first time.

"I have always been unconventional in dealing with talents, which is also related to my dislike of taking the ordinary road, so what you are is not the most important in my opinion," Zheng Feiyue said.

Xiao Zhou: "what is the most important?"

Zheng Feiyue winked at him and said, "in your words, you look good and feel comfortable."

Xiao Zhou laughed.

Laughter shook the sky, broke through the clouds, the clouds moved, the moon appeared, and there was silver between heaven and earth.

"Thank you."

Xiao Zhou suddenly said.

Zheng Feiyue was puzzled: "thank you for what?"

"I haven't laughed like this for a long time," said Xiao Zhou, finishing up his dark green robe, as if explaining a very subtle thing. "Remember, Zhou Xiaozhi."

"What?"

Zheng Feiyue didn't react.

Xiao turned his face and said, "my name, Zhou Xiaozhi, the size of the twig, the twig of the twig, the name is from the old man, I don't like it very much."

Why not?

Naturally, it's because it looks like a woman's name.

"Zhou Xiaozhi..." Zheng Feiyue doesn't think the name has anything. He tastes it carefully, but has an unspeakable charm. "Don't say, I suddenly think of a poem, which is very appropriate to your name."

Xiao Zhou was speechless. He said you were a poet. Did you really put it on?

Clinker, Zheng Feiyue really didn't pack it.

He remembered that when he was at school, he had read a poem by a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty, which seemed to praise the plum blossom. He didn't remember the whole poem. The last two sentences were impressive, including the name of the twig.

Seeing that Zheng Feiyue was not joking, Xiao Zhou said curiously, "read it."

"Then I'll make a fool of myself."

Zheng Feiyue stood up, carried his hands, paced back and forth in the moonlight, made a full posture, and then slowly said, "the big branches are as beautiful as snow, and the twigs are more clear before they open!"

After saying this, Zheng Feiyue looked expectantly at Xiao Zhou.

Xiao Zhou Ningmei thought deeply: "what does this say... Plum blossom?"

"Yes!"

"It's very appropriate to compare plum blossom to me." Xiao Zhou seems to be running on the shameless Road, "artistic conception is also full. Why are there only two sentences?"

Zheng Feiyue naturally can't say that he only remembers two sentences and talks nonsense: "good sentences are made in heaven. I learned by chance that I will supplement this poem for you when my thoughts flow in the future."

Xiao Zhou nodded slowly.

"The big branches are blooming like snow, and the twigs are more clear before they open... The twigs are not open... More clear..." he liked it more and more, and he liked it in just a few minutes.

Zheng Feiyue also felt that this poem matched him very well. He said, "if you like it, mount it. My calligraphy is good. Even Wang Xizhi needs to be ashamed. Would you like to help me?"

Xiao Zhou shook his head again and again: "I've seen your calligraphy. It's like a dog crawling. I'll do it myself, and then send it to the mountain. Let the old man help me mount it and live forever."

Zheng Feiyue couldn't help laughing: "just like you, I don't know how many girls have been harmed. Do you want to go down in history? Laugh if you don't leave a bad reputation for thousands of years."

Xiao Zhou rolled his eyes and said, "I'm still a boy."

"Water method!"

Zheng Feiyue stared wide eyed, as if he heard the biggest joke in the world: "you tease me. With your flirty face, two eggs don't believe you're a virgin!"

Xiao Zhou continued to roll his eyes: "believe it or not, I have wandered around all these years and never met a woman who made me settle down... How charming my beauty is, after all, it is not a place of peace of mind. How is it worth giving up my boy's body?"

That's right

It seems that women all over the world don't deserve him.

Zheng Feiyue sighed: "I can't imagine that someone can force me to compete with me. I'm not alone!"