Chapter 209

Wu Yi's sudden move makes the woman in the opposite bed cry out.

"Well, Professor Wu, how can you do it well? Let go of it."

Due to his sudden attack, the standard catcher is very aggressive. When the air field is fully opened, it looks like he is going to hit people.

Only song Ye knows that there is no malice on the other side. He is just trying, or even checking.

From the shoulder to the wrist, Wu Yi's hand is full of acid and numbness. Song ye can feel that every nerve on his arm has been pressed by his fingers. The other party's skillful and eccentric technique is absolutely not an ordinary person.

This kind of examination is only a few seconds. When Wu Yi releases song ye, his eyes are as bright as a star. He repeatedly praises him and says: "good, the root bone is excellent. It's a good seedling. Now step up your practice, and you will become a great instrument in the future."

Song Ye looks at him strangely, and thinks that the old man's tone is the same as the martial arts movies on TV. If you put it now, you'll feel a bit like a psycho.

Wu Yi ignores her thoughts, and the next sentence is the opening line of the routine, "how, boy, take me as a teacher, and I'll teach you Kung Fu."

"Kung Fu?" Song Ye raised his tone, and his tone was a little playful.

"Yes, I won't accept students easily, but I can consider your words." Wu Yi is very serious, but his words are very much like a strange uncle who abducts and sells children.

Song Ye drew back his hand and replied faintly, "no need." She had never believed in the benefits of this unknown pie.

Don't say that she doesn't believe it. Even the woman who has never seen the world in front of her doesn't believe it. "Professor Wu, what school are you teaching in?"

The woman is not easy to suspect too straightforward, had to open the mouth to test first.

Wu Yi has yet to lobby. Leng Buding is interrupted and replies politely, "Oh, in Qingyang University."

"Well, huh? You say Qingyang university is the first Qingyang University in China Woman Lengleng Leng nods, just like the beginning of a dream to wake up, almost bite his tongue.

"Well, what's wrong?" Wu Yi asked the past.

This attitude of disapproval makes women even have no courage to ask questions again.

Of course, it's not right, because the university professor seems a little unreliable.

The woman didn't say that, but the man with glasses who had been bending for a long time in the upper shop said in a voice: "why haven't I heard that there is a professor who majored in Kung Fu in Qingyang University. Do college students still need to learn kung fu to strengthen their health, ha ha..."

The laughter behind was more or less ironic. Wu Yi had a straight temper. His mouth moved on the spot, and his head was not raised. "You can't distinguish between drinks and gargles. It's wrong to be a teacher."

Shit.

Glasses man was accepted to want to burst, subconsciously back: "we are not English teachers." Both of them are Chinese teachers. They really don't know anything about English. Just now, the man in suit introduced the mouthwash, which was very clear. They only listened to others' explanation. Unfortunately, they were only half hearted, so they mistook it as a drink.

"Oh, I don't know how to pretend to understand." After listening to the explanation, Wu Yi didn't mean to understand. Instead, he made light of it and refused.

Glasses man was directly Ko.

Song Ye appreciated the old man's frankness. When he was old, he was able to be frank, which was a kind of realm.

"Boy, don't you really respect me as a teacher?" Wu Yi turns his head and finally asks song ye again.

"The professor is kind to me. I don't intend to become a teacher for the time being." Song Ye solemnly replied to the other party this time.

"Well, then." Seeing song Ye's insistence, Wu Yi sighs and gets ready to go back. But in the moment of action, he suddenly coughs violently and his whole body is on the verge of falling.

"Are you all right?" Song Ye has a quick hand, and is surprised when he touches Wu Yi's body.

She doesn't know any special meridians and eight pulse, but she can detect something unusual from the pulse coming from the wrist of the other party. The pulse of normal people is steady and powerful. Occasionally, the weak will feel the pulse of the heart is very shallow, but the old man can hardly detect the pulse of the heart.

From the angle of song Ye's side looking at the past, we can see that the pupil of the old man is a little lax. As a killer, she can tell on the spot that this is the state that the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, and she will soon die.

That's why he is so eager to find the disciple of closing the door?

This idea flashed through song Ye's mind. Wu Yi looked back at her with a smile. He was still heroic and said, "Oh, it's useless to be old, but it's not enough to be supported. OK, if you have time to go to the capital, you can come to my old man and talk to him."

With that, he coughed twice, and his breath was weak. Then he walked forward.

Song Ye Ning eyebrow looked at the stooped figure on the corridor, and finally walked up, holding each other's arm, and said faintly, "it's not a bad thing to serve the old."

Wu Yi was stunned and laughed again. Although he lowered his voice, he was still hearty, "you boy, you are too much for my appetite."

Song Wu Yi took out a hard stone from the front door, but he didn't take it out."This is..." Wu Yi holds the stone, which is also a surprise. He has never seen such a strange stone in his life.

"Take this stone back and soak it in hot water for another half an hour. Maybe it can relieve your cough. Thank you for your help." Song Ye explained the usage, and did not give the other party the opportunity to continue to ask or refuse, turned and waved and left.

"Ah..." Wu Yi didn't even have a chance to open his mouth. He stood there holding the blood stone and watching song Ye's natural and unrestrained figure. Suddenly, he laughed and scolded in a low voice, "ha ha, stinky boy."

In fact, there are a lot of blood stones in Song Ye's space, which were sent by the medicine shop recently, so as to facilitate her making medicine stones herself. The one given to Wu Yi just now is also her experimental object. The effect is unknown, but it is good for human body.

This is simply song ye to see the old man, whim, blink of an eye was forgotten by her.

There was no word all night.

In the early morning of the next day, song ye did not see the two people in the upper bunk again. The woman opposite said that she was getting off to see a doctor.

It is estimated that the suit man is pulled to anal prolapse.

Song Ye got up and stretched out. After leaning on the bus stop, he went down to buy a breakfast. He ate half of it on the bus node and waited for the sloppy man of last night.

"Thank you for what happened last night, but we met by chance. What do you want us to do?" The slovenly man also led a group of brothers behind him, all because of the note found on the bed in the morning. Song ye asked for their brothers by name.

"There's breakfast, eat and talk." Song Ye pointed to the chair in the corner, on which was her breakfast, no more than seven.

The slovenly man gritted his teeth and called out to the front and rear carriages, "don't hide, come out."

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