Marvel's My Orange Cat Is an Essence Devouring Beast

"Let him do whatever he wants, why should I worry about this kind of thing?" Wang Zhongwang glared, and then he thought of something and took back his words, saying, "No, tell him, give me a hard criticism! That's ridiculous! The more speechless Qi Liao is, the more money will be given to him!"

Immediately, he looked at Qi Liao who was suddenly stopped in front of the stage with relish. After a while, he felt that he was not comfortable facing Qi Liao outside and was being bullied, so he went out to enjoy "Sexy old professor, bullying Qi Liao online" . .biquge

On the stage, Qi Liao was humming the breathy part of "The Majestic" with an intoxicated look on his face and he suddenly heard a dull thump.

The old professor slapped the table and stood up, and the table's HP suddenly dropped by 1.

This sudden muffled sound interrupted the intoxicated expressions of the gay men. The first thing they saw after returning to reality was not the cute young lady in their fantasy, but a stinky man...

This kind of thing is a bit scary, especially for those with stronger brain power...

Qi Liao didn't care what happened to these people. He looked at the old professor who slapped the table and shouted in confusion.

The old professor was a typical "extremely smart" type. He stood up and coughed, but did not move.

Qi Liao was stunned. I thought you were looking for trouble, but you couldn't move even when you stood up. What are you doing?

He was not the only one who was confused, Wang Zhongwang was also confused at this moment.

Naturally, the old professor would not respond to this question. He couldn't say that he was trying his best to suppress the blood flow in his body...

"Master, it's moving, the old professor is moving!" Wang Zhongwang's subordinate suddenly said.

Wang Zhongwang shouted on his head and cursed: "This old professor is not a bastard. Why are you shouting if you move?!"

He sneered in his heart. In his opinion, no matter how good Qi Liao is at creating Teng, a layman is still a layman. Just wait to be rendered speechless by this master specially prepared for you!

The old professor came to the stage tremblingly, and Qi Liao looked at him with some vigilance.

"You! You!" The old professor was so excited that he couldn't even speak.

"Me! Me!" Qi Liao repeated, "I am a different kind of firework."

He was still leaning on the microphone when he spoke, and Dai Xiapo naturally heard what he said. He couldn't help complaining: "A different kind of firework? I think you are just a different kind of wolf fire at best."

Of course, it was impossible for Qi Liao to hear these words. His attention was now focused on the man in front of him.

"You, you!" The man was still excited and incoherent. Qi Liao just rolled his eyes, wondering if the network was stuck?

"You, you! No, you!" The old professor's Adam's apple rolled. Wang Zhongwang was stunned for a moment, thinking what kind of trick is this? Praise first and then kill?

"You are a master!" The old professor suppressed his inner excitement slightly, but still said almost loudly.

Wang Zhongwang: "???"

Qi Liao: "???"

"Huh?" Qi Liao was stunned. The old professor didn't even wait for his reply and fell to his knees with a snap.

"Master! Confucius said that there is no great or small learning. He was born after me, and he also heard the Tao before me, so I learned from him. Master, please accept me as your disciple!"

Wang Zhongwang: "???!!!"

"Uh, please get up first." Qi Liao was no less surprised than Wang Zhongwang, but he still got close to help the old professor up.

"No, if you don't agree to accept me as your disciple, then I can't afford it!" The old professor's voice was firm.

"Forget it, then just kneel down." Seeing his insistence, Qi Liao did not force himself too much based on the principle of respecting the other party.

Old professor: “…………”

The old professor thought to himself that this is what I said. Even though I am so old, you are so embarrassed to let me kneel in front of so many people. I don’t want to lose face, right? Why, you are my wife?

This is really a coincidence, Qi Liao is so kind...

The old professor felt that his tooth hurt. He couldn't really kneel here all the time. No matter which angle it was, it was inappropriate.

However, after all, it was impossible to stand up like this just after the words were spoken, so he twitched the corners of his mouth, coughed, and patted his back, and stood up slowly. In this way, people's attention will be attracted to his poor health, and it makes sense to stand up.

"Well, as I get older, my health just gets worse."

"Oh, old gentleman, please don't. I really don't intend to accept you as my disciple, it's not suitable."

Before the old professor had even gotten up, Qi Liao hurriedly stepped forward and pressed him down...

Old professor: "???"

The old professor was so angry that his white hair turned black... Young man, did you do this on purpose?

"You are joking, Master, there is nothing inappropriate about this. Didn't I say it before? Confucius said..." the old professor repeated. He didn't intend to talk to Qi Liao anymore, he just wanted to stand up quickly.

After all, he is an old-timer, so it is unreasonable to keep kneeling for an unknown junior.

"I'm going to say something about this." Qi Liao thought for a moment and held the old professor's shoulder. "The queen who was born to me also heard the Tao before me. I learned from him. This was said by Han Yu. .”

It would be better not to hold it, but the old professor suddenly felt his body sinking...

"Master, that's what I'm saying. There are specialties in the arts, you can't ask a whistler to know the history knowledge as well as a master, right?" The old professor's face was gloomy, Qi Liao pressed him, and he really couldn't get up.

"No, I think what you said is wrong." Qi Liao shook his head and asked, "You called me master. Can I understand that you and I are almost at the same level?"

The old professor was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, what's wrong, Master?"

"You said there are specialties in the arts, but I am better at whistling than you, and I am better at historical direction than you. How can you explain that?" Qi Liao asked.

Old professor: "???"

Boy, you are going to make me angry to death before you give up, right?

Qi Liao actually still suspected that there was fraud, although it seemed that the old professor's expression before was very sincere, and he knelt down with a snap.

But what if it was just an act? What if it was Wang Zhongwang who set him up?

What's more, the old professor in front of me now has an impatient look on his face, right? If you really admire yourself, would you stop giving yourself a good look so quickly?

Qi Liao didn't believe it. He was secretly glad that he had seen through the enemy's trajectory. The old professor must be dragging his feet! Because I'm impatient and don't want to act anymore, that's why I look so ugly!

Qi Liao was delighted with his wisdom. He felt that he was really a little genius.

How did he know that Wang Zhongwang is still confused? What the hell, I asked you to go on stage to confront Qi Liao. If you don't do it, forget it. Why are you kneeling down?

how? Do you want a New Year red envelope here?

If the old professor knew Qi Liao's thoughts, he would probably be angry to death. He thought to himself, why is it not because of you that I don't look good?

Don’t you have any idea what you’ve done?