Soon, the restaurant was surrounded by many people, and even the safety passage was full of people, waiting in line to see Ding Ning, and there were still people coming here after hearing the news.
Ding Ning had wanted to refuse them, but when he felt the mermaid tattoo kept squirming, he immediately changed his mind. "This is a good opportunity to absorb a lot of reputation value!"
So, after eating two mouthfuls of food in a hurry, Ding Ning discussed with the boss of the hotel who came here after hearing the news, booked the restaurant on the third floor, and he came here to treat patients.
The boss, Xu Qingsong, was also a smart man. Not to mention that he could not afford to offend these Childes, the little miracle-working doctor's on-site free medical treatment in Qingsong Hotel was also a good gimmick to promote the hotel.
After Ding Ning helped him cure the rhinitis that had troubled him for years, Xu Qingsong was so happy that he didn't even have to pay for the meal, contributed the whole third floor, and also mobilized the hotel's waiters to help maintain order.
The Childes on the side talked and ate while watching Ding Ning treat patients. At first, they didn't understand what Ding Ning had done, but when they saw Ding Ning cure patients one by one with a relaxed smile of getting rid of the torment of the disease and leaving with many thanks, a sensitive line in their hearts was suddenly touched.
Thinking that in the first half of their lives, they trampled on others everywhere by relying on their family background and lived a befuddled life, they felt that they were very great. But at this moment, when they saw the grateful and sincere smiles on the patients' faces and then thought of the flattering and hypocritical smiles on the faces of those who had been bullied by them, they suddenly felt that such a life was so empty and meaningless.
They smiled at them because they were in awe of the power they represented, but they could not get their sincere gratitude like Ding Ning did.
The table suddenly fell silent, and a Childe said in a muffled voice, "I envy Brother Ning so much."
This sentence reflected everyone's thoughts, and Wen Rourou, the little demon girl, also showed rare sentimentality. "I feel that I have been wasting my time in the past 20 years, and I have not done anything meaningful."
"We are not as good as Ding Ning."
Wei Biaobiao was also deeply touched, so he picked up the wine glass and drank it up.
"My brother is the best."
Being recognized by so many people, Ye Huan and her sister were the happiest and said proudly.
"You're right. I think so too. Brother is the best."
Pan Xiangyun was also shameless and directly called him brother, which made Ye Huan and her sister feel a strong sense of crisis. They looked at each other and saw the vigilance in each other's eyes. "Does this girl want to take our brother away from us?"
"Sigh, looking at the smiles on their faces, I feel that perhaps being a doctor who saves lives is more meaningful than being a celebrity."
Lan Mengdie looked at Ding Ning with mixed feelings. He always had a faint smile on his face and treated every patient gently. She had never seen such a tall image of this man in her heart.
"Actions speak louder than words. I'm full, I'll go help Brother."
Pan Xiangyun had made up her mind to recognize Ding Ning as her brother. She put down the bowl and chopsticks and went to help maintain order.
"My handwriting is pretty good. I can write a prescription for Brother Ning."
Ye Huan and Ye Huan were about to follow and help, but Wen Rourou, the little demon girl with slight hyperactivity, unexpectedly stood up to help on her own initiative, contrary to her usual behavior.
"I'm full. Enjoy your meal. I'll go see if there's anything I can do to help."
Yang Ge put down his chopsticks and followed Wen Rourou to stand up.
"Fuck, if you all go to help, will we still have the mood to eat? I'll go to help, too. "
A Childe complained, but he stood up with eagerness and expectation on his face.
"Let's go together. Let's go together. We can drink wine at any time, but I don't think we can have such a meaningful thing at any time."
"Yes, let's go together. Today, we are here to support Brother Ning. He is busy, but we are eating and drinking here. It's too undignified."
"Right, now I finally know what is tasteless. I can't eat anymore. Let's go and help!"
…
A group of Childes seemed to have been reborn and suddenly wanted to do something meaningful. They put down their bowls and chopsticks and went to help.
Even Teacher Liu and Lan Mengdie could not sit still and followed them to help.
As a result, a strange scene appeared in the restaurant on the third floor of Qingsong Hotel. More than a hundred young masters dressed in famous brands and had an extraordinary bearing actually acted as errand boys. Some of them maintained order, and some of them showed concern for the patients, completely freeing up the hotel staff.
Only Wei Biaobiao, Luo Zhicheng, and others were left. Luo Zhicheng shook his head with a wry smile, raised his glass, and invited Wei Biaobiao.
Wei Biaobiao walked over with the wine bottle and poured a glass for Luo Zhicheng and himself. After drinking it up, he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Master, I'm not as good as him."
"It's not your fault. Ding Ning … is not an ordinary person. He has an innate charm that can attract everyone to gather around him, as if he was born to be a leader."
Luo Zhicheng usually treated Ding Ning with disdain, but he did not expect that he spoke so highly of him behind his back.
Wei Biaobiao stared at Ding Ning's back in a daze, and Luo Zhicheng did not speak. He poured himself a glass and drank by himself, narrowing his eyes. He knew that although his disciple was arrogant, he was very perceptive, but he could not see through him for a while.
In Xiao Nuo's eyes, the Demon Girl Gang was just a circle of playmates who liked each other, but the power of its members was extremely huge.
For the top figures in various circles in Yan Jing, no one did not want to have them under their command, and Wei Biaobiao was no exception. Therefore, he took the opportunity of Ding Ning's coming to Yan Jing to have them under his command.
Unfortunately, Ding Ning's inadvertent action had subdued this group of people, won their hearts, and even changed their temperament and hobbies imperceptibly.
Even though he had his sister, Xiaoyao, who was close to him, he still lost to Ding Ning, who had crossed the river. He believed that from today on, anyone who wanted to deal with Ding Ning would have to consider the feelings of the Demon Girl Gang.
Although he had the great advantage of being Xiao Nuo's boyfriend, Wei Biaobiao had to admit that Ding Ning's personal charm was indeed admirable.
Fortunately, he was free and easy, so he did not feel too disappointed because of this. He picked up his glass and toasted Luo Zhicheng. "Master, I toast you!"
"Have you thought it through?"
Luo Zhicheng picked up his glass and drank it up, asking meaningfully.
"Yes, I have. I used to have too complicated thoughts and couldn't concentrate on martial arts, so I was stuck in the Covert Energy and couldn't break through. As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune depend on each other. Now I have let it go, and I feel suddenly enlightened. I believe that I will break through in less than a month."
Wei Biaobiao said with a relaxed smile. The unwillingness in his heart was gone, and his whole person became clear.
Luo Zhicheng showed a happy smile and said earnestly, "The practice of national martial arts is different from that of ancient martial arts. Ancient martial arts has a set of ready-made practice methods, and it is very dependent on external objects. As long as you practice step by step, you will naturally succeed. However, the practice of our national martial arts focuses more on the state of mind, and you can only rely on your own understanding to make breakthroughs. If you understand it, you understand it; if you don't, you don't. Only when you have no distracting thoughts and concentrate on your goal can you climb to the peak of martial arts."
"Yes, master, I will bear that in mind!"
Wei Biaobiao nodded respectfully and then said firmly, "Master, after I break through the Turning Energy, I want to enter the 17th Bureau and see a wider world."
"The 17th Bureau!"
Luo Zhicheng thought for a moment and said, "It's good to go in and broaden your horizons. When you come back, I will tell your martial uncle, and you can go there to report at any time."
"Thank you, master!"
Wei Biaobiao immediately beamed with joy, picked up the wine glass, and toasted Luo Zhicheng again.
"But you have to remember that in addition to our National Warrior's Mansion, there are many other schools of national martial arts in the 17th Bureau, among which there are many factions with complicated relationships. It is not so simple. If you can break through before the end of this month, it will be the best. Next month, you will be in time for the Warriors' Assembly, which is held once every three years. At that time, you can go with your martial uncle to broaden your horizons. It is difficult for martial arts practitioners to make great achievements behind closed doors."
Luo Zhicheng took a sip of wine and said with expectation in his eyes.
"Warriors' Assembly? Can I sign up? "
Wei Biaobiao's eyes suddenly brightened, and he promised solemnly, "I don't need to wait until the end of the month. I can break through in 10 days at most."
"In martial arts, haste makes waste, and you can't be too hasty. You are only 25 years old this year, and it is not too late for you to break through two years later. You can't rush to break through just because you want to participate in the Warriors' Assembly. Remember, an unstable foundation is a taboo for martial arts practitioners."
Luo Zhicheng warned him with a serious look.
"Yes, master, I will keep it in mind!"
Wei Biaobiao's heart skipped a beat, and he said respectfully.
"Let's see. If you can break through the Transforming Energy smoothly and stabilize your realm this month, it will not be too late to ask your martial uncle to temporarily add your name."
Luo Zhicheng nodded with satisfaction. "The Warriors' Assembly held in Gusu is held once every three years. It is a grand event for martial arts practitioners in Jiangnan Society to exchange and learn from each other, and it is also related to the division of territories and interests among the major martial arts forces. Since our National Warrior's Mansion has the old Country-guarding Martial Marquis, even if we win, it will be unfair. Therefore, according to the rules, it is mainly fought by young people under 30 years old."
"Does our National Warrior's Mansion still need to divide territories and interests?"
Wei Biaobiao asked curiously.
"We don't need it, but other martial arts forces need it."
Luo Zhicheng said seriously, "As the leading force in the national martial arts world, our National Warrior's Mansion is also the organizer and order maintainer of the Warriors' Assembly, so we must have the absolute right to speak in the national martial arts world. Therefore, we can't afford to lose the Warriors' Assembly. Once we lose, our National Warrior's Mansion's prestige will plummet, and other martial arts forces will have other disloyal thoughts. Since ancient times, chivalrous people have broken the rules with their martial arts. When people's hearts are in chaos, it is easy to cause trouble."
Wei Biaobiao suddenly understood. To put it bluntly, the Warriors' Assembly was actually a assembly for the National Warrior's Mansion to show off its muscles to the martial arts forces. Although it did not participate in the competition of interests among them, it had to occupy a dominant position and become the leader of the martial arts world.
There were many benefits to doing this. First, it could deter all the martial arts forces and make them obey the management of the Seventeenth Department, so that they would not dare to easily make trouble and bring trouble to the country. After all, although the Seventeenth Department also absorbed other martial arts forces, it was still fundamentally based on the National Warrior's Mansion.
Second, it could urge the younger generation of the National Warrior's Mansion to study hard and strive for the top, and they did not dare to slack off at all. After all, the Mansion Master of the National Warrior's Mansion was the Country-guarding Martial Marquis, a god-like figure in the national martial arts world. If the disciples of the National Warrior's Mansion were defeated by other martial arts forces and made the National Warrior's Mansion lose its face, it would be an insult to their beliefs.
Third, it could promote mutual learning between martial arts forces, broaden their horizons, and increase their knowledge.
Fourth, it could find some good seedlings in the Warriors' Assembly and strive for them to join the Seventeenth Department, so as to add fresh blood to the Seventeenth Department.
Fifth, during the Warriors' Assembly, there would also be auctions or exchange meetings organized by the martial arts forces. If they were lucky, they might be able to find some rare treasures, magic weapons, talismans, weapons, armors, and other treasures.
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