Since ancient times, the king of sword repair

Next, the Great Elder took me to dinner.

Take a walk around the famous lake again.

I didn't eat well, and I didn't relax well.

I'm thinking about the third thing dating taught me -

"3 If the atmosphere is good at the end, you can try to kiss the girl! This way, you can usually win the other party successfully!"

I said to the Great Elder with a fluttering heart: "Great Elder, it's getting late, let's go back earlier."

The great elder nodded, and we walked back shoulder to shoulder. The steps of the great elder and I were not very consistent, which caused our shoulders to bump into each other as we walked.

So I deliberately adjusted my pace, completely inconsistent with the Great Elder.

The Great Elder was stunned by me: "..."

I shyly adjusted my pace back.

When I got back to the hotel, the Great Elder was about to go to the room, so I hurriedly called the Great Elder: "Wait...!"

The Great Elder stopped in his tracks and looked back at me.

The whole day today, the Great Elder and I have a good atmosphere, but we are very passionate, and the atmosphere is limited to courtesy.And I miss the sweet atmosphere with the Great Elder on my birthday last time, and I am already a little dissatisfied with this.

So I said brazenly: "Grand Elder, can I go and sit in your room?"

The Great Elder's eyes flashed again: "Okay."

He sideways let me into the house.

I entered the house, and the Great Elder began to make tea for me.

I really want to tell the Great Elder not to bother, why do I want to drink tea...

But how do I ask for a kiss with the Great Elder?

I secretly took out my phone.

It is said that people can burst out their endless potential in critical moments, and my potential has also exploded at this time.

I turned on the phone without a teacher, found the search bar, and clumsily wrote on the screen with my finger: how to propose...

I didn't have time to finish writing the following words.

Because the Great Elder made the tea well.

I turned off the phone with tears in my eyes.Goodbye, my love mentor...

A cup of tea was delivered to my hand.

The Great Elder sat across from me.

The air is quiet.

I sipped my tea, and suddenly a memory came to my mind.

"Wrong! Fang Qinghe, why are you wrong again!!"

Master's face was wrinkled, and he looked at me with hatred.

I was taken aback, put away my sword, and took out a yellow-black sheepskin booklet from my chest. I flipped through two pages, and immediately pouted.

I pointed to the entry-style No.30 style, and said full of grievances: "Obviously I did nothing wrong."

"If it's wrong, it's wrong!" My master came over with a big fight.He slapped me and staggered and said sharply: "You little boy, go and kneel in the ancestral hall for me!"

I knelt in the ancestral hall, tears falling on the booklet opened in front of me.

I am so wronged and helpless.

Suddenly there was the sound of light footsteps at the door.

I turned around and saw a person walking towards me with a tray in his hand, Yushu facing the wind.

I hastily wiped away the tears on my face: "Brother..."

"Why are you crying again?" He stuffed the steamed buns on the tray into my hands, and wiped away the tears on my face.

My elder brother is beautiful, he treats me the best on weekdays, and I like him the most among all the senior brothers.

So I told him what happened during the day.

I was so angry that I said, "Obviously Master was wrong! He also said I was wrong! I'm going to die of anger!"

The great elder smiled.

He said: "Thousands of monks in this world first cultivate their minds and then weapons. In the final analysis, swordsmanship is just a foreign object, you just need to follow your heart."

"Original heart"

"Master actually wants you to believe in one thing." He smiled nicely, "That is, what you think is right and everyone else is wrong."

He stretched out his hand and closed the sword moves in front of me.

He said: "Except for you, none of our brothers in Lie Longshan have practiced the second form of the basic swordsmanship."

I:"……"

My worldview was turned upside down.

The next day I took my sword and went to see Master.

Master nodded his chin expressionlessly: "Dance."

I swung my sword wildly.

My master frowned again: "No! Fang Qinghe, you are wrong again!"

I smiled coldly: "That's right! That's how I practice! I'm right!!"

My master fell silent.Then ecstasy.

He wept with joy and hugged me into his arms: "Cub, you have finally become a teacher!"

I:"……"

It seems that after so many years of retreat, my character has been smoothed out.

I decided to follow the first principle of our sword repair: follow the heart.

I put the teacup on the table: "Elder Elder, I have something to tell you!"

The author has something to say: The first principle of sword repair (vernacular version): Be confident, be straight

Sorry for the late update, my stomach hurts too much and I'm sleepy until now

Strange to say, I have a stomachache every month in front of my aunt, and the pain lasts for a week or two. It's really killing me... I plan to wait until the end of the beginning of next month to check it out