The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

Seeing the children eating noodles, but being too spicy, but still unable to stop them, Zhao Qingyi couldn't help but laugh, and poured out juice for them to drink.

After a while, they got used to the stimulus.

Ah Qing remembered after eating a bowl of noodles: "Sister, you haven't said what'Sanqing' is."

Zhao Qingyi said: "Speaking of the ancient times of chaos, there was a great **** called'Pangu.' Pangu felt that the world was chaotic and very depressed. He couldn't stand the oppression of darkness, so he used a **** axe to split the four directions, gradually making the sky high and the earth vast. . In order to prevent the world from overlapping, he continued to cast spells... The giant Pangu was also exhausted and finally fell, but the world was open and it was no longer dark. After the giant Pangu fell, his spirit turned into three "clear energy", this It is the spirit of the Great God Pangu. Of course, there is an innate spirit, nourished by the essence of the sun and the moon, and then transformed into three gods with magical powers, Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing, collectively called the "Sanqing"."

Rong Yaoting said: "What are you talking about? This is a fairy tale."

No matter how many children there are, the eleven or twelve-year-old boy asked: "So is the'Sanqing' a very powerful god?"

"Yes. The'Sanqing' inherited the spirit of'Pangu'. And we must also inherit the spirit of Pangu. What did Pangu do when the darkness was oppressed?"

"I know, I know, take an axe!" the boy snatched.

"Does anyone come to save him?"

The children thought for a while and shook their heads. Zhao Qingyi said softly, "Yes, Pangu God didn't wait for others to save himself oppressed by the darkness, so he fulfilled his desire to open up the world. Although he was exhausted in the end, he had the'San Qing'. He inherited his spirit. The same is true for us. When the suffering comes, don’t wait for others to bear it. You can bear your own destiny. If you are poor, work hard to make money and become rich. If you are not smart, then you can study hard and be able to. Be smarter; if you can’t become rich, you can create your own small family happiness; if foreigners come to invade us and kill our relatives and friends, get up and kill them. This is the'Pangu Spirit', It is the "Sanqing", not afraid of hard work, dare to do, and do not bow to the darkness. If you have the "Pangu Spirit", then no matter who your parents are, you are an outstanding person. Without the glory of your ancestors, then What can't you be a glorious ancestor?"

A few children stared at her in a daze, seemingly understanding, but Rong Yaoting and Lin Qingyun were completely stunned. A green character can draw out Sanqing, and Sanqing can draw out Pangu. The final answer is "Pangu Spirit". ".

A Qing said, "Can we... also have the Pangu spirit?"

"Of course there can be. People without self-reliance will not have anyone to help you. Of course, when you understand that you can stand up, then at a certain time, there will be noble people to help. After all, if you have rice seeds, you too Willing to grow in a fertile field, not on a thin and dry ground, right?"

Both of these two older children understood 80%.

After eating, there are still two or three hours' drive away. After a short rest, five yuan will be left behind, and Zhao, Rong, and Lin will also leave. The family was sent out with excitement, Zhao Qingyi didn't entangle anymore, waved his hand, went into the army, let Rong Yaoting drive.

"If you talk to ordinary people, they may not understand or be useful." Rong Yaoting said.

"I don't believe it. Prince and general, would you rather have a kind?"

"For thousands of years, how many princes and generals have been like this?"

"Both. Didn't Darwin say that all human beings evolved from apes? Everyone used to pick fruit from trees, the same species. So, Master, you are no more noble than them."

Rong Yaoting said: "I didn't say that I am noble than them, but you have to admit that I am smarter and capable than them, right?"

Zhao Qingyi thought that Rong Yaoting was comparing himself with the farmer family, and he couldn't help feeling that he was a little cute, and said: "Okay, smart and capable, only a little worse than me."

On the way, Zhao Qingyi found that Lin Qingyun had not spoken, and turned around, only to find that he was sitting in the back seat stroking his stomach with a weird expression.

"what happened to you?"

"No...it's okay..." Lin Qingyun explained. As a Jianghai person, he doesn't usually eat spicy food. He has a stomachache now and wants to have a strain.

No way, as a "brother underworld", you definitely can't show that look in front of the beauties you like! This is set by Beng Ren!

Zhao Qingyi didn't tell the people in this world, what she is best at is to "collapse" for others. Occupation may be different in each life, but this is because it is better to be a master than to be a student!

…

Zhao Qingyi leaned in front of the car door, elbows Rong Yaoting beside him, and suddenly said, "He has been there for a while? By the way, did he bring a piece of paper?"

Rong Yaoting said: "How do I know?"

Zhao Qingyi said, "You don't know how to use leaves, right?"

Rong Yaoting:...

This is a delicious conversation.

Zhao Qingyi is annoyed: "It's all my fault, I'll go and send him paper."

"What? How can you go?!"

"Then you go?"

Zhao Qingyi took out a pack of unmarked snow-white facial tissues, not from this era.

After Rong Yaoting left, Zhao Qingyi couldn't pretend anymore, couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and patted the old car, quacked, shaking his shoulders and laughing.

Think about the style of "Master" shouldn't it be that way? With his unique killing temperament and a cold voice, he told "Mother Zhao": "Take care of your wife."

Or he would be handsome when he went out, and then he would follow the little brother in a cool manner. Even if he talked about business with her, he was a very courageous man. Unfortunately, "Big Brother" will also have diarrhea!

Zhao Qingyi couldn't help remembering that Mr. Li Ao had mentioned that he divorced Hu Yinmeng, the number one beauty in Taiwan at the time, because she found that she was constipated in the toilet and couldn't stand the perfection goddess.

So they are all mortals!

Think about her when she was a god, she also had to relieve her three urgency, and Brother Monkey could still pee on the hands of the Lord Buddha.

She wiped the tears from her laugh, and before she could stop the expression on her face, she turned around, but saw two men standing not far from her.

So, she was too focused on herself just now, happily and happily, have they come back early?

Lin Qingyun's face can't be described in black, but he doesn't know what to do. He feels more embarrassed.

"Brother Lin, are you okay? I really blame myself very much. I knew I was cooking a mandarin duck pot."

Lin Qingyun paused, and said, "You just patted the car body, and you were blaming yourself with quack? Is it too blaming?"

Zhao Qingyi hurriedly stepped forward to support his arm, and said in Beijing accent, "Lafayette, beware of your feet, the servant will support you!"

"Go away." Lin Qingyun said, but this sentence was based on the tone she used to say to the doctor who pitted her last time in the hospital.

Zhao Qingyi looked like an **** and said, "The ground is uneven. The slave is in poor health, and if he feels pain, he can't serve the Lafayette."

Lin Qingyun suddenly raised her hand, poke her smooth forehead with a finger, and said, "Remember, you owe me."

Rong Yaoting saw a feeling of discomfort in his heart and urged them to get in the car and rush back.

Sent Lin Qingyun back to his home, Lin Qingyun's dating plan was of course ruined, but when he returned, Rong Yaoting's heart was also in chaos, and his words came to a juncture. He seemed to be able to predict that she really only regarded him as a righteous brother.

…

The editor-in-chief Hu of Life Weekly of the Commercial Press was surprised to hear that Zhao Qingyi, a talented business girl who was well-known for Jianghai, came to see him. He is a person in the cultural world. Although he also knows some people in the business world, he has never interacted with this business prodigy.

But the other party has such a background, it is always possible to see him.

Seeing a young girl in a foreign dress walk in, I felt the room was full of brilliance. Zhao Qingyi met a cultural person today, so he did not dress up as a tomboy, but rather dressed up as a lady.

Zhao Qingyi first saluted Editor-in-Chief Hu: "Hello, Mr. Hu!"

Editor-in-Chief Hu smiled and said: "Hello, Miss Zhao, I heard your name early, and I saw you today. Fortunately, how could it be."

Zhao Qingyi said: "Mr. Hu is too polite. I took the liberty to come here today. There is an important matter and I want to discuss with Mr. Hu."

Editor-in-Chief Hu couldn't help being even more strange. Zhao Qingyi looked at the office door still open. Editor-in-Chief Hu said: "Scholar Hu, I don't know what's the matter, let Ms. Zhao come to me to discuss it?"

Zhao Qingyi winked at Huo Fei behind him. Huo Fei turned around and walked out, and then closed the door. After all, editor Hu was a literati, and he was still a little nervous.

Zhao Qingyi said: "Mr. Hu, I'm sorry, but I really don't want others to know about this."

Editor Hu asked: "Miss Zhao, what's the matter, don't guard against speaking out."

Zhao Qingyi sighed: "Mr., do you remember what happened in the Northeast last September?"

Editor Hu condensed his expression, and said angrily: "You lose your power and humiliate the country, how dare you forget each other!"

He calmed down again, and asked, "Miss Zhao asked me to be related to the Northeast incident? But Hu is just a literati."

Zhao Qingyi sighed: "The Northeast is our biggest treasure. General Lao Zhang has been operating for decades and has the largest industrial base in the country. Therefore, the foot pot chicken has gained a great deal in the Northeast, and the whole country is jubilant. I will follow the same pattern. Sir, please think about it, besides the Northeast, where is the best place for our flower planters?"

Editor-in-chief Hu said: "Of course it is Jiangnan, especially Jianghai."

"If it's wrong, Jiang Hai will be the next goal of the foot pot chicken."

"Do you want Hu to write an article to expose the conspiracy of the foot pot chicken, or comment on their shamelessness?"

"No, it won't be a restraint for them."

"Then what is Miss Zhao doing?"

Zhao Qingyi said: "If you want to destroy the country, first destroy its history. The place where the Jianghai culture is prosperous. Since the establishment of your museum, it has promoted new ideas and brought together the old and new cultures. It is the most important cultural place for flower growers. If I want to concoct the Northeast incident last year, I will definitely take you at first. They burned down a street and a factory, maybe we can restore it in one or two years, but burned down the culture of our flower growers, it will not be restored for decades, your museum The painstaking efforts of decades of establishment have been destroyed once, and even many classics have been destroyed like countless times in history. Mr. is a master of the literary world, and this is a hindrance.

Editor-in-Chief Hu couldn't help being stunned, and said: "Where did the news come from Miss Zhao?"

Zhao Qingyi said: "I just judge the situation and think about it myself. I know that it is difficult to make my husband believe me, but I have no other better way. I just want to persuade everyone in your museum if my husband believes me. Senior, agree to transfer important information, no matter what happens, we can preserve more civilization for our flower growers."

Editor-in-Chief Hu sat for a long time and couldn’t recover. Zhao Qingyi took out his HSBC bank passbook and said: "Mr. Hu, this is my personal HSBC bank account. There are 1.5 million oceans in it. I can put it with you first. If I am I have a bad heart for the literature and history materials of your museum. You and the gentlemen of your museum can divide the money. But after the crisis, the materials are intact, so you can return the passbook to me. This is no loss to you. "

Editor Hu couldn't help being taken aback: "How does this make it?" He is not considered a poor man, but 1.5 million oceans is beyond his imagination.

"The civilization of planting flowers is priceless."