"The old man of the sea sits on the rock, while the white water of the sea flows."

"The bamboo pole sways in the boundless waters, I wonder what will swallow my hook?"

Mr. Song sat on the reef, watching the waves hitting the rocks under his feet and reciting poetry.

This is an ancient poem from the Tang Dynasty in China, except that he changed the word "lake" into "sea" and the word "peach blossom" into "white flower".

But the meaning is vague.

"A cultured old man!"

The demon boy's voice came, "Brother Liu, the competition has begun, get ready to accept my invincible fishing subconscious fusion!"

Brother Liu shook his head gently, "Mo Tong, no need this time. What I am competing with Mr. Song today is not fishing."

"No fishing?"

"Then what?"

The demon boy was a little puzzled, "Is it possible that who is more profound?"

Brother Liu's eyes flickered. "This is a game of psychology, temperament, and pattern. Whoever loses will be eaten by the big fish."

Demon Child: “I don’t understand!”

Brother Liu: "I will teach you this time, so you should pay attention."

"Teacher Liu!"

The virtual image of the demon boy appeared, and he looked like a primary school student. He had a desk and some books, and he sat upright, concentrating very much.

But Mr. Song caught a lively shrimp from the bait box nearby.

Embedded on the fishhook, looking at the ghost island in the distance, he said to Brother Liu: "My friend, choose the bait."

Brother Liu nodded.

Instead, he picked up a piece of solid bait that looked like dough and pinched it on the fishhook.

Mr. Song shook his head slightly, "My dear brother Liu, you have to use live bait for sea fishing, otherwise it will be difficult to get any results."

Brother Liu smiled in relief, "Thank you Mr. Song for the reminder, but I still think that for something like fishing, it depends on luck. The bait is not the most important thing!"

"Hahaha!"

"What a great saying: the bait is not the key!"

"You, young man, are truly extraordinary!"

Mr. Song smiled heartily, and he and Brother Liu threw out their fishing hooks together! Devil Boy: "What are you talking about?"

Brother Liu smiled softly, "Mr. Song's first idea was to recruit us and make Ghost Island belong to China!"

"What he meant by 'live bait' was that I could make conditions."

"oh"

The demon boy widened his eyes, as if thinking, "And then you rejected him!"

Liu Di nodded, "That's right."

then.

Mr. Song and Brother Liu just sat on the rocks. They didn't say anything, and the only sound was the waves hitting the shore.

far away.

Mr. Song's secretary's cell phone kept vibrating.

He kept answering the phone, but only said one sentence, "Mr. Song has something important to do today, all schedules will be postponed!"

Nan Tianhai watched everything.

If you think about it, in just a dozen minutes, the Secretary-General has rejected more than a dozen meetings! Mr. Song is on this trip today, and he must get something done!

As he gained some insight, he looked at his daughter again.

Nan Ruoyi, who is now a graceful and even charming lady.

She had only said one thing before, 'Don't disturb the fish that is about to be caught!'

Nan Tianhai suddenly realized.

Ruoyi had already understood everything! When exactly did her daughter grow up to be such a wise and reserved person?

Is it just because he followed that kid Liu Di? Does that young man have such magical power? !

Time passed by! It has been at least 40 minutes!

The two people who were fishing caught nothing! No wonder, how could it be so easy to catch fish in such a sea with splashing waves? !

But the two had no intention of leaving.

Mr. Song was the first to break the silence, "My dear brother Liu, where is your hometown?"

Brother Liu nodded and said, "Brother Liu is from Dongjiang Province, 200 kilometers away from Hai City, a small town called Heshui. My mother is an accountant in a porcelain factory."

"Um"

"Porcelain factory, good job!"

"I can't say anything about other things, but this porcelain."

Mr. Song laughed, "Whenever the foreigners see this, they all give it a thumbs up. This thing is made-in-China!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Brother Liu said in his mind: "Demon boy, Mr. Song is reminding me not to forget my roots."

Demon Child: "Tsk tsk, advanced! Your human language is so complicated!"

Brother Liu looked into the distance and said sadly: "The motherland and the mother, each of them must be protected with all our heart, especially when we still have some strength left!"

Mr. Song nodded, "Very good!"

"but."

Liu Di added: "There are too many restrictions in this world. Only when you have freedom can you do these things better."

Mr. Song's eyes flickered, "My friend, you are right, but the word 'freedom' has many interpretations!"

“Like this Ghost Island.”

"It is located in the international waters 24 nautical miles from the Chinese coastline and is a free entity."

"The Punisher is extremely powerful, and can easily cause a world storm!"

Mr. Song sighed again, "But for China, this is like a tiger lying next to my bed."

"Too much freedom is not good."

Mr. Song smiled again, "Don't blame me, my friend. As someone in such a position, it's not too much for me to consider this matter, right?"

Demon Child: "I understand this time!"

"But then again, if you're a tiger, wouldn't you lie down wherever you go?"

Brother Liu smiled slightly and said to Mr. Song: "With the development of technology today, crossing a few mountains is just a matter of snapping fingers. And you can also think about it from another angle. Since there is a tiger lying at the gate of China, how dare outsiders easily cross it?"

"Haha, what you said makes sense!"

Mr. Song added: "It can be said that there are many experts like you who hide their identities and protect China!"

"For example, the Mohist school was born during the Eastern Zhou period of China. Its academic and technological achievements were ahead of its time, but people always thought that they had declined and disappeared."

"In fact, they are now looking down on China from a high-profile perspective and protecting China."

Mr. Song said, winking at Brother Liu, "My friend, this is a state secret, don't tell anyone else."

Brother Liu nodded in agreement.

Mr. Song added: "Of course, there are some that you know about."

"You have supernatural powers, you smashed the meteorite and became the second generation savior."

"But before you, there was another person who did the same thing. He was a savior of the past. He is a hundred years old and currently lives in seclusion in Kyoto's Xiuxiang Mountain!"

Brother Liu nodded again.

"Brother Liu, it's 5:06. Mr. Song said that there are always people who are better than you. You are just a nobody! Don't show off!"

The demon boy took the small notebook and recorded madly !

But Mr. Song's fishing rod was shaking slightly!

"A fish has taken the bait!"

Mr. Song was shocked and quickly reeled in the line, but was disappointed!

What he caught was a bunch of seaweed!

Brother Liu shook his head and smiled, "Mr. Song, you must have made a mistake."