As a former courtesan with a lot of idol baggage, He Zhizhou was very angry.
Instead of debuting as the center of a boy group, he could have directly formed a brave AKB84, which should have been able to perform in a bar. However, it was called "singing funeral songs" by a group of naughty kids at this moment, and the Queen Elsa imitation show suffered a disastrous defeat and became a useless "burning paper money".
He Zhizhou felt that his professional ability was insulted, which was more unacceptable than others mocking his shoddy swordsmanship.
Of course, this sentence can only be said quietly behind one's back. If people in the sect knew about it, I would probably have to receive another lecture of love.
The little brats were crying, and the older brothers and sisters in the alley knew 365 ways to kill them, but they were at a loss as to how to stop them from crying.
During the stalemate between the two, Pei Ji actually took a few steps forward.
Although he is extremely handsome, he always has a gloomy face. At this moment, he frowned slightly, and pressed his thin lips into a straight and sharp line like a knife. Coupled with the long sword at his waist, the subtext was obvious.
——The weather is getting cold, it's time for these noisy kids to die.
Chen Yueming was closest to him, and he was so frightened that his legs went weak and he dared not move. I thought a shining sword would suddenly pierce my head, but the other party did not move. Instead, he lowered his voice and said softly, "Don't cry."
It is a clear and pleasant young voice.
Her tears were still flowing, and through her tearful eyes, she actually saw the ferocious-looking brother in black bending down and handing her a small thing that she didn't know what it was.
Through the misty light of tears, Chen Yueming could barely see the appearance of the thing.
It turned out to be a small butterfly made of grass. As Pei Ji moved his fingertips slightly, the wings could flap up and down slowly.
Pei Ji still had a blank expression on his face, and he didn't seem to be good at comforting people. His tone was as dry as a stone: "I give it to you."
Chen Yueming gritted his teeth and didn't move.
She, she, she, she would never be bribed by such cheap little things! She is the second daughter of the magistrate of Echeng County. Is she someone who would give in so easily?
——Although the little green butterfly is indeed very cute.
Pei Ji saw that she was pouting, and did not say anything. Instead, he took out a small object of the same emerald green from his storage bag and handed it to Chen Yueming.
It was a round straw frog. When he pressed it lightly, it jumped into the air, then fell down suddenly and was held in the young man's slender fingers. Even if Chen Yueming wanted to save face, the children around her couldn't sit still and swarmed forward to watch the fun.
The naughty kid's emotions came and went quickly, and Pei Ji immediately attracted all his attention, allowing his snot and tears to hang on his face like a pot of food.
"Those two brothers and sisters were just performing magic tricks to amuse you."
He patiently placed the butterfly and frog in the hands of the two children respectively: "This is a gift to apologize to you. Sorry."
In fact, Pei Ji's expression has never been very gentle, but compared to Zheng Weiqi who was like Runtu stabbing a wild beast, Ningning who ate children raw at any moment, and He Zhizhou, the oily creature in the world, he can barely be considered a normal humanoid creature.
How does the saying go? It's all thanks to my peers who set me off well.
The naughty kids were so frightened that they were in urgent need of psychological comfort. The colder and more stiff Pei Ji acted, the more they felt that this older brother was so reliable, calm, pure and unpretentious.
He is simply untainted by the mud, not to mention that he also brought a novel and lovely little gift.
The group of children finally stopped crying, but the expressions of their older brothers and sisters at the entrance of the alley were uglier than crying.
He Zhizhou's face was full of disbelief, and his hand pointing at himself trembled slightly: "How can my handsome face be scarier than Pei Ji? Why, why? Is it that my "Yi Jian Mei" is not high enough?"
Zheng Weiqi was full of frustration and looked dazed: "I actually lost? I lost to Pei Ji in amusing children? My swordsmanship is not as good as that frog? Am I really a monkey?"
The two of them fell into deep self-doubt. Only Ningning felt curious and walked up to Pei Ji and asked, "Did you buy this on the street, or did you make it yourself?"
Her voice was clear and soft, like a ball of cotton rubbing against the eardrum. Pei Ji pursed his thin lips even tighter, as if he was a little annoyed and unwilling to answer this question.
"oh--"
Ning Ning dragged out the lingering sound, lowered her voice, and couldn't help but smile: "Then you did it yourself."
Wow, how many surprises did the male lead have that she didn't know about.
Not only is she an extremely innocent elementary school eggshell, she is also proficient in fighting, cooking, and handicrafts. Look at the little butterfly flapping its wings up and down——
Maybe Pei Ji also has a girlish heart!
Pei Ji turned his head to the other side, his Adam's apple rolling up and down: "I learned this when I was young and had nothing to do."
"Stupid Pei Xiaoji!"
Chengying began to chatter on about love again: "How can you admit that you made it up! Have you ever seen a kendo master making a straw butterfly for fun?"
Pei Ji was a little impatient, but still had the arrogance of a young man in his bones: "The predecessors didn't do it, so why can't I be the first?"
Chengying was choked by him, and then he spoke faster, "You don't understand this. To please a little girl, you have to learn to make up stories - for example, one day you were walking on the street and saw a girl selling straw toys being bullied by a robber. In a flash, you walked up to the thief and took his head with a sword. To thank you, the girl gave you those two little toys as a gift."
It was so impressed by its own brain circuit that it exclaimed: "The hero rescued the beauty, punished the evil and promoted the good. How memorable!"
"If it's so memorable, why are you passing someone else's gift on?"
Pei Ji sneered secretly, and then thought of something, with a hint of anger between his brows: "Besides, I don't want to please anyone."
Chengying chuckled: "After eating the candy Ningning bought in Jialan City, I returned to the sect. I don't know which sword cultivator got up secretly in the middle of the night and made some small things facing the moon. He even got a few cuts on his hands. Alas, I remember that the injuries he got in Jialan City had not healed yet. He was so strong-willed despite his disability."
It sighed as it spoke, and it sounded so miserable: "It's a pity that it was not sent out the next day - it was just because it saw Senior Brother He gave her a long-lost sword manual, is it that serious?"
Pei Ji suppressed his anger and gently rubbed his brows: "I just think those toys are not worth mentioning. Senior Sister won't like them even if I give them to her. It has nothing to do with Senior Brother He."
The uncle voice of the middle-aged man in my mind suddenly laughed: "Then you still say you don't want to please her! You're exposed, Pei Xiaoji!"
Pei Ji was too lazy to explain to it the difference between "flattering" and "thanking".
He has always been unwilling to owe others. When Ningning took great pains to send him candy, he also wanted to give her a gift to express his gratitude.
Since Pei Ji could remember, it seemed that he had never given gifts to others on purpose. After much thought, I felt that rouge and powder were too vulgar, and I didn't have any handed-down sword manuals or magical weapons, so I just made some little things by hand and gave them to her.
That night, Chengying tried to persuade him earnestly all night, saying that the saying "a small gift may be worth a lot of thought" is no longer applicable, and that if he continued like this, he would be single for the rest of his life sooner or later.
Pei Ji sneered at these words and debated with it for a whole night, but neither of them was convinced.
As a result, the next day, she happened to see He Zhizhou stuffing a rare sword-fighting book into Ningning's hands. In the words of Senior Brother He, "In order to buy it, I was almost forced to sell myself and my innocence was ruined."
Pei Ji looked at two figures chatting and laughing not far away.
He lowered his head and looked at his butterfly, frog and duckling again, without saying anything. He returned to his room without saying a word, dragging his body full of wounds.
Chengying held back for a long time that day without saying a word, and finally said hesitantly: "Actually, I think your butterfly, frog and duck are also very cute. I like them very much."
So the matter was never resolved.
Pei Ji never said it, so Ning Ning would never know that he had endured the injuries he suffered in the battle in Galan City and prepared a small gift for her with a serious look on his face on a quiet moonlit night.
His mind was incredibly pure, even a little silly, but his stubbornness and obstinacy remained unchanged, like a stone pillar.
Pei Ji didn't even want to take a look at those little gadgets. He put them in the storage bag and never took them out. After returning to his room, he had a gloomy face and read the sword manual for a whole day and night.
Even though I didn't read a single word.
"What are you thinking about?"
Ning Ning saw that her junior brother was absent-minded for some reason, so she stood on tiptoe and snapped her fingers at him. Her round almond eyes, full of smile, immediately caught Pei Ji's eyes: "Frogs and butterflies are so cute! Why haven't I heard that you can do this before? Are you afraid that I will snatch them all away after I find out?"
She paused, then asked, "Can you make a rabbit?"
Pei Ji's body froze, and he responded softly from his throat: "Yeah."
The little girl exclaimed "Wow" with round eyes. With a cold face, he took out a fat round rabbit from the storage bag like a magic trick.
Ning Ning was overjoyed. After thanking him, she took it and pinched the rabbit's ears while looking up at him: "Junior brother, will you teach me this skill? Can you teach me someday?"
Chengying cried like a hen, "She likes it! Pei Ji, did you see that? She likes it! Did Ningning smile so happily when she received the sword manual from He Zhizhou? Pei Ji, you are the best!"
Chengying regarded He Zhizhou as his number one rival, but he was far more useless than most people could imagine. He was grinning smugly at the moment, "Junior brother, do you have a bird? I want to play with it."
The narrator was indeed an artificial idiot, as he immediately made a series of creaking noises upon hearing the words.
Narrator: [If the intruder is detected to have bad behavior, a severe warning will be issued after a beep. Please have a correct attitude, the pagoda is not a place outside the law. ］
Zheng Weiqi looked at him in shock.
Then he watched He Zhizhou take the bird from Pei Ji and bend over to hand the toy to the children.
Of course, it was not the bird that was handed over.
It was the little butterfly that he had snatched from the naughty kid not long ago.
A group of children glared in anger but dared not say anything.
Chen Lubai had never seen such a shameless person who actually competed with a child for a toy. After a long silence, he reluctantly said, "You are indeed extraordinary people who practice Taoism."
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard footsteps behind her. Turning back, she saw that it was a servant from the Chen Mansion.
The man was panting, he must have been running around for a long time, he was relieved after seeing everyone, he panted and shouted: "Miss, no, it's bad! Something happened in the mansion!"
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