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6:30: Get up, go for a morning run, and have breakfast.

8:00, go to the flower shop to clean.

9:00, officially open for business.

Afterwards, I held a history book, made a cup of coffee, and sat quietly on a chair.

If a customer comes, help with the cashier.

This is Sol's life these days.

Simple, boring, but extremely down-to-earth.

The owner of the flower shop is an old woman over sixty years old. She has a skinny figure, likes to wear long moon-white cotton and linen skirts, and has a pair of particularly bright eyes.

She moved a low stool and sat opposite Sol, teaching him step by step how to make a bouquet.

"... Wrap this piece around, and finally fix it at the bottom, and it's done." The old woman has been running a flower shop all her life, and she can make a bouquet in just two or three times.

Compared to her, Thor looked clumsy.

The old woman didn't urge him, she just looked at him with a smile and occasionally gave him guidance.

"Is it for Jane?" asked the old woman.

"Ah."

Sol used his hands and feet as gently as possible to avoid breaking the delicate flowers and plants.

"I have received a lot of care from her during this period. It just so happens that she is free today and will come to me for lunch later. I have nothing to give her, so I just want to make a bouquet of flowers with my own hands."

"Really sweet."

The old woman put her hands on her chest, and the smell of youth reminded her of the wonderful days of her youth.

Sol smiled, and suddenly there was a slight vibration on the ground...

Zhang Ming and Wang, who were playing chess on the roadside, raised their heads at the same time.

The sky became gloomy, and bursts of thunder rolled in the thick clouds.

Suddenly, a colorful beam of light broke through the dark clouds and fell from the sky. It lasted for seven or eight seconds before slowly dissipating.

Zhang Ming put down the chess piece in his hand, "Asgard threw garbage to the earth again?"

Seeing Zhang Ming put down the chess pieces, the king sitting opposite suddenly became emotional. He pointed at the chessboard and said: "Don't move around, just put it there, and come back later to play again. I will win this game right away."

"That's what you said in the last game, and the last game and the last game. I'm willing to admit defeat. I don't want your money. I just ask you to tell a story." Zhang Ming picked his nose.

Wang is an old man with a story.

He has followed the Master Supreme for so many years and has experienced enough to write a biography that is thicker than the three Lord of the Rings books.

Anyway, I have been bored recently, so Zhang Ming used the name of playing chess to win a game and asked Lao Wang to tell a story about his past experience.

Zhang Ming listened and recorded videos, and made a series on Bizhan called "Lao Wang's Forum".I originally thought that not many people would be willing to listen to a middle-aged rough guy talking about his past deeds, but after a few issues, the response was actually quite good.

As for how Zhang Ming can always win and ensure output...

He played a chess master on his mobile phone. Lao Wang seemed to be playing chess with Zhang Ming every day, but in fact he was playing against the master difficulty in the software. Naturally, he lost more and won less.

Wang put the chess pieces in order, but he was worried, so he took out his mobile phone and took a photo. Then, at Zhang Ming's urging, he followed with his staff.

The Rainbow Bridge disappeared, and four Asgard warriors walked into the town, attracting a lot of attention.

Hogan put his hands on his waist to ensure that he could draw his weapon at any time. He reminded his companions: "We seem to have attracted too much attention. Stay alert."

Among the four, Fandral, who looked the most handsome, straightened his collar. "Relax, mortals are always full of curiosity about the warriors of the Kingdom of God. They look at you with kindness and envy. Isn't that right, kid?"

The four of them followed Fandral's line of sight and looked at a little boy who came over out of curiosity.

Before the little boy could answer, a middle-aged woman hurried over, picked up the child and walked back.

"Mom, I want to see my uncle and aunt. They are dressed so cool, like Aquaman and Wonder Woman."

"What does it look like!"

Mom scolded her as she jogged, "Don't look at those things. Anyone dressed like this is a nerd, and nerds don't have girlfriends."

"Mama, I don't want a girlfriend, I want this