Situ He's eyelids twitched non-stop.
He lowered his head and looked at the turf on the ground.
Situ He carefully considered the words of the owner of the bookstore in his heart.
"You still don't know?"
"Let's look at his performance?"
"What does this mean?"
It was definitely not something that could be understood simply, let alone interpreted literally.
He still didn't know?
How was that possible?
He, who was omniscient and omnipotent, must have already known everything.
So, what was the purpose of his saying this?
Situ He took a deep breath.
He knew very well that he knew that he was coming. He also knew that he must know the purpose of his trip.
So...
This sentence had to be understood and interpreted differently.
He needed to think about it carefully in context.
"Now..." Situ He suddenly had a flash of inspiration and seemed to understand something.
"Speaking of which, most of the time, I have the intention to kill the thief, but I'm powerless to reverse the situation..." Situ He said with a careful smile.
He looked at the big screen in front of him. A celebrity dressed in gaudy clothes was about to perform on stage.
He immediately smiled and said, "Sir, look... This celebrity who is about to perform on stage now, can you say that he doesn't want to improve his level?"
"There's no other way. His strength is there..."
Ling Ping'an immediately laughed when he heard this.
Situ He's eyelids twitched non-stop.
He heard Ling Ping'an say, "If his strength isn't good enough, then practice!"
"I can't just swagger onto the stage without even training …"
"This is insulting the audience!"
Coincidentally, the celebrity had already started to sing.
His singing skills were horrible.
Out of tune, out of tune, out of tune...
However, there was a group of fans below the stage, holding banners and screaming non-stop.
Seeing this, Ling Ping'an couldn't help but sigh, "I was wrong..."
"He didn't insult the audience, he just insulted me..."
Situ He listened, his little heart beating non-stop.
He heard Ling Ping'an say, "His music wasn't made for me to see... he has his audience..."
Situ He swallowed hard.
Because, these words seemed ordinary on the surface, they were just ridicule for a stream.
But if he thought about it carefully, he would know that there was a meaning to it!
"This is already a very heavy accusation!" Situ He thought.
Big shots usually did not use too much force when they criticized.
This was one of the feelings he had after reading dozens of notes of the ministers from the eras of Taizu, Taizong, and Gaozong.
Moreover, under normal circumstances, they liked to be sarcastic.
He was exactly the same as the one before him.
Even the eccentric tone was the same.
Listen!
"His music wasn't made for me …" I don't like it either. I don't like it. And you guys! He didn't like them at all!
"He has his audience …" Even a fool would know what he was referring to.
On the surface, it meant that the celebrity only needed to fool his group of brainless fans. No matter how good he was, someone would pay for him.
But when he thought about it carefully, the current situation, situation, and location …
He knew that he was pointing at his nose and scolding him!
"You idiots!"
"I've given you so much convenience … and this is all you're giving me? That's it? "
"Of course … I can understand … After all, you ant-like low-dimensional lifeforms are indeed a little short-sighted …"
"There's nothing we can do about it. We don't even know if we can see the sun tomorrow. We definitely can't see the future!"
"That's normal! The things I've given you are enough for you to enjoy! "
"It's understandable that you don't want to work hard!"
Situ He felt his legs tremble.
Because he had to listen to the sarcasm of all the higher-ups!
Of course, at the same time, he also let go of the most serious worries in his heart.
Because it was a good thing that he was willing to be sarcastic!
That meant that he still cared. He didn't want to flip the table!
Of course, he had already given him face.
He had to be tactful and sensible!
Don't force him to recite poems …
Don't let him be like Taizu, Taizong, and Gaozong, who would recite poems when he was forced into a corner.
"Secure the thousands of buildings, protect the world, and the cold people are happy … Alas … When did this house suddenly appear in front of me, my hut is broken, and it's enough to freeze to death!"
That was the poem that Emperor Taizu recited when he encountered the resistance of the famous scholars during the reform.
After reciting this poem, the great scholars and celebrities who stubbornly resisted his education reform and land tax reform all received a free ticket to the Beihai for the rest of their lives …
Thus, Situ He raised his head and looked at the owner of the bookstore, who had a disdainful expression on his face. He asked carefully, "Then, according to your intentions, he..." Situ He pointed at the celebrity who was still wailing like a wolf and howling like a ghost, "What should he do to expand his audience, especially so that you can also become his audience?"
Ling Ping 'an listened and laughed, "This proposition is a little big..."
He looked at the celebrity and pursed his lips slightly, "He has to suffer. I suspect that he can't take it..."
Situ He laughed, "Just say it... There's no harm in saying it..."
"Then work hard to practice your basic skills!" Ling Ping 'an smiled and said, "Concentrate on cultivating your internal strength!"
"If he seriously learns basic skills, he might be able to rely on his own ability to stand firm in a few years!"
"It's just... difficult!" Ling Ping 'an sighed, "He and his company might not be able to make up their minds!"
Situ He listened and had a rough idea in his heart.
Basic skills?
He was saying that the reason why we are trapped in some of the current research bottlenecks is because our foundation is not solid?
Thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be right.
Much of the current research, especially the research on psionic power, was still stuck in the classical application.
Because the basic research on psionic power was too difficult, very few people were willing to try it.
After all, this kind of thing was not something that could be achieved in three to five years.
"Is this the purpose of his trip?" Situ He thought.
Coincidentally, at this time, Ling Ping 'an could not stand the celebrity who was wailing like a ghost on the stage. He stood up impatiently and said to Situ He, "I'll go somewhere else first... I won't accompany you..."
Situ He immediately stood up, "You can go by yourself!"
He was completely sure that this was his purpose.
Therefore, he left after saying that without hesitation!
"Basic?" Situ He pursed his lips. He knew what to do.
Then, he raised his head and looked at the celebrity who was still singing and dancing on the stage.
He silently took out his phone and dialed a number, "I'm Situ He..."
"Hmm... that celebrity named Wang Qiu is from that company?"
"Xin Le? Tell Xin Le that from today onwards, Wang Qiu will suspend all performances, endorsements, and other activities... "
"Let him go to the Central Conservatory of Music and study for four years..."
"He will only be allowed to appear again after the graduation examination!"
"Yes! This is my intention, and also the intention of the commander-in-chief! "
Putting down the phone, Situ He looked at the celebrity and his fans who were still unaware of the situation.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Since that person was using this tool to communicate with him.
Then, this celebrity had already been involved in this chessboard.
Therefore, he had become a tool for the Federal Empire to express its determination and will to that person.
Watch carefully!
Nothing was impossible!
So …
After this celebrity entered the Central Conservatory of Music, he would receive military management and training.
There would be special personnel to supervise and urge him.
If he didn't make any achievements, he wouldn't learn any real skills.
Then he wouldn't graduate!
This was the will of the country!
It was not up to him!
Of course, he would never know the reason for all this.
But as a chess piece, he had to fulfill all the obligations of a chess piece.
… …
Holding the pet in his arms, Ling Ping 'an walked out of the main stage.
He had never liked singing and dancing parties.
The celebrity just now was just the fuse that made him leave early.
In fact, Ling Ping 'an had never watched a party for more than 20 minutes.
There was really nothing that could attract him other than singing and dancing.
Fortunately, the dance party was only one of the celebrations tonight.
There were other activities in this shooting range and the nearby area.
He followed the crowd and walked towards the food exhibition area not far away.
This place had become a huge open-air food street.
Countless peddlers were gathered here.
The signboards were lit up one by one.
There were all kinds of delicacies, dazzling and overwhelming.
Ling Ping 'an hugged his pet and followed the crowd. He walked forward and looked around as if he was looking at flowers on horseback.
This was the main reason why he went out today — to look for delicacies!
One had to know that every important festival like the Teachers' Day celebration, all the snack bars in the city would gather at the celebration site.
Because there was no better advertising opportunity than such a celebration!
As he walked, Ling Ping 'an suddenly saw a familiar figure.
It was a young man from the Land of Qin wearing a chef's uniform and a pair of gloves. He was standing behind a glass cabinet with a face full of pockmarks.
It was the illegal immigrant he found in Panjiayuan last time.
"He came out so soon?" Ling Ping 'an was immediately gratified.
This was also the scene he wanted to see the most.
A person in trouble had been reborn with his help.
This perfectly satisfied the vanity and sense of justice in his heart.
It made him feel like an ancient gentleman.
Therefore, he walked over with a smile and walked to the small cart with the glass cabinet. He looked at the sign: Little Sa Stinky Tofu.
On both sides of the sign, there were two small billboards that kept flashing colorful words.
The billboard on the left said: The ultimate delicacy from hell.
The billboard on the right said: Let you feel the real dark tofu.
In front of the stall, there were only a few people buying.
This was also very normal. Usually, the diners of the Federal Empire were naturally suspicious of the craftsmanship of foreigners.
However …
For the purpose of encouragement, Ling Ping 'an also walked to the stall and lined up.
Soon, it was his turn.
"Sir, we meet again!" Ling Ping 'an said to the foreigner with a smile.
When the other party heard the voice, he raised his head in disbelief and his hands were trembling.
"You... You... Why are you here..." The moment Saharto saw this terrifying existence that suddenly appeared in front of him, he felt his heart beat violently.
He had thought about the time they would meet again.
But he didn't expect to meet him so soon.
"I'm just strolling around..." Ling Ping 'an smiled and said, "It looks like your transformation is not bad!"
He had already noticed that this glass cabinet had the logo of the Federal Empire's Immigration Bureau. This meant that this was a legal stall that had been registered with the Immigration Bureau.
Obviously, this illegal immigrant had already received training and transformation. He was also considered to be able to adapt to the Federal Empire's society.
This made Ling Ping 'an extremely gratified!
Saharto nodded and then shook his head, "No... I still have a lot to learn..."
He thought of his father.
Duke Ivy of Hell...
He knew that his father had fallen forever. He had fallen in the hands of this person in front of him.
Moreover, it was very likely that he had been eaten alive by him!
He didn't want to become this person's meal.
Ling Ping 'an looked at the black stinky tofu blinking in this foreigner's oil pot and said, "Give me two pieces!"
Saharto immediately picked up a plastic box and scooped up two pieces from the oil pot with a ladle. He placed them in the plastic box and quickly added his secret sauce.
This sauce was personally developed and mixed by him.
What he pursued was the extreme stimulation and taste.
Of course... it had passed the Blackguard's inspection and confirmed that it was not harmful to ordinary people. At the same time, it did not contain any psionic power substances.
Handing over the plastic box, Saharto subconsciously said, "Thank you, a total of ten pieces!"
After he finished speaking, he realized that he seemed to have said something wrong.
However, Ling Ping 'an had already taken out his phone with a smile and scanned the code to pay.
Then, he took the box, walked to the side, and put down the kitten, Bastet. Then, he gently picked up a piece of steaming stinky tofu and dipped it in the sauce provided by the other party.
Then, he took a bite.
"Delicious!" Ling Ping 'an's eyes lit up.
In his opinion, this piece of stinky tofu was the most delicious of all the stinky tofu he had ever eaten!
Not only was the sauce spicy enough!
The key was that the tofu itself was really tender.
There was also a hint of a nutlike fragrance when he ate it!
It was simply too great!
Thus, he began to eat with gusto.
The kitten, Bastet, was lying at his feet. Looking at its master, it also held back its saliva.
Ling Ping 'an took a look and placed the remaining piece of stinky tofu together with the plastic box in front of it.
The little guy immediately let out a meow, then laid his head in the plastic box and began to eat happily.
Ling Ping 'an walked towards the vendor of' Little Sa Stinky Tofu 'again.
The vendor raised his head, looked at him, and asked carefully, "Sir, you..."
"Your stinky tofu is not bad!" Ling Ping 'an gave him a thumbs up and praised, "Is it convenient for you to give me a business card to order?"
"If there's a chance, I might call you to order food!"
"Convenient! Very convenient! " Saharto hurriedly took out a printed business card from a drawer and handed it over with both hands. "When you want to eat, you can call me anytime!"
"Little Sa, I'm ready at any time!"
Ling Ping 'an smiled and thought that he was just being polite. He put away the business card and shouted at Bastet, "Little darling, let's go... Let's go watch the fireworks show!"
The kitten immediately meowed and followed its master.
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