Coach Zhang savored it carefully, but couldn't help scratching his head.

Indeed, although this palace dish is exquisite, it is quite restrictive. It only talks about the taste. In the modern society full of delicious food, it is not necessarily very good at cooking. These people are either very good at cooking, very good at eating, or have unique tastes and hobbies, and their mouths are in the shape of someone. Palace dishes may scare most people and make themselves eat happily, but they may not satisfy their mouths.

Coach Zhang couldn't help but make trouble

What job will you look for next month?

What to treat next time...

Coach Zhang thought while clearing his throat and said to everyone: "You guys, you happened to come here, go and have a walk around and eat."

"What?" Chen Shu glanced at her, "and we would also be entertained to have a massage, wash our feet, and have a one-stop meal?"

"Peng!"

"Good fight! More importantly! Just beat him to death!"

"Ahem, where to go?"

"Just take a walk."

"Okay."

The group walked forward along the roadside.

Zhang Yogurt and Chen Banxia walked in front of the walk, with their arms around each other, Chen Shu and Qingqing followed closely behind, and the little girl hugged Taozi and followed slowly at the end.

The weather in late spring is just right, neither lukewarm nor hot, and the Yujing Plain is never short of wind. There are ancient buildings here, with very high appearance. The dark tiles seem to have absorbed all the temperature in the sun. Walking in the shadows under the eaves, I feel cool and crispy, and I suddenly feel like I was walking hundreds of years ago in Yujing.

Soon, the two people in front suddenly stopped by a small square and pointed to the center of the square.

"Look!"

Chen Shu turned his head to look after them.

During this year's Blue Flower Festival, they brought Professor Chen here. At that time, there was still a simplified square, and now there is an additional monument.

The monument is very tall and eye-catching, maybe more than ten meters high, with a base below, which is obviously brand new. It is located in the middle of the square, with red names engraved in standard engravings on it, and the unified characters are all two.

Chen Shu walked over, raised his head, and looked at it one by one.

Beizhi; Bai Yuan; Jun Xiu...

It seems that they are all the names of gods.

Chen Shu's eyes looked up.

Sure enough, there is a sentence written on it: Commemorate those who have made outstanding contributions to the world.

“Excellent contribution?”

It doesn't mean global counter-terrorism?

Chen Shu felt strange.

The global anti-terrorism celestial beings have made great efforts, but they have always been behind the scenes. Is it worth erecting a monument? And those celestial beings should still be alive. Does Dayi have the custom of erecting monuments for living people?

"Bai Yuan..."

Chen Shu muttered, always feeling familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

No! My heart is thorny!

Chen Shu took out his cell phone.

As soon as he called out the name "Bai Yuan", he remembered that Yuechu Qingqing mentioned this name during her defense, as if she said that her tutor asked the help of this genius master when verifying the observation method in her paper.

This person should be alive, right?

At least I was alive some time ago.

Chen Shu was confused.

Click to search, but there is no name. There is Bai Yuan on the Internet, but there are very few records. It neither records his outstanding contributions to the country and the world in recent years nor records his death.

Is it a certain custom of the gods?

Or is it because of some political reasons? Similar to the minority ethnic policy? Wish the celestial and human cultivation groups?

When Chen Shu thought about it, Zhang Yogurt and Chen Banxia had already walked away again, so he had to temporarily put aside his doubts and planned to go back and check again, and continue to follow.

...

At the end of March, the martial arts academy experience.

Chen Shu and others still went to watch Xiaoxiao's finals.

The fifth-level sword cultivator fights the fifth-level Xiaoxiao.

In the school forum, guessing about the outcome of this game is almost one-sided

One is a genius of the Sword Sect who is good at fighting and killing, with rich combat experience, and the other is a soft and cute 20-year-old girl who has not lost her childishness. I heard that she still has a certain bloodline for night people. Night people can only become an adult at the age of 30.

Needless to say who has a better chance of winning.

Even Chen Shu and Chen Banxia felt that Xiaoxiao had a low chance of winning, and Zhang Yogurt even gave up his sect to beg for his junior, saying that if he beat his little goddess too badly, he would post the video of him running naked around the sword training field when he was promoted to the fifth level to the school forum. Even if the post was deleted, he would buy a projector to play it in a loop at the school gate.

However, at the beginning of the battle, everyone suddenly discovered

Wu Xiu Ning Ji is actually a spiritual practitioner.

Before, everyone thought she was a martial arts practitioner, but in fact she was just because she did not use spells and only used pure physical strength to defeat the enemy. In fact, her spiritual power talent is also at the genius level, and the spells she learned are the latest version of the Spirit Sect.

At the same time, for some reason, the little girl seemed to have a very good understanding of the sword cultivator. She easily resolved every strike between the opponent and her every strike happened to hit the opponent's weakness and pain points, so that both sides seemed to have rehearsed on the ring. The fifth-level sword cultivator was suppressed from beginning to end by her, and everything was just right.

Even the teachers in the martial arts academy thought that their students were acting on themselves.

Zhang Yogurt's expression gradually became solemn.

She did not think that this junior of her classmates deliberately let go of the water due to her threat. On the contrary, with her eyesight, she could see the key at a glance.

This surprised her and then she fell silent.

Until the fifth-level sword cultivator on the stage could not hold on, he was blown out by several close-range tracer techniques, vomiting blood from his mouth, and raising his hands to wave.

"when!"
Chapter completed!