I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

You can search for "I'm Really Not a Demon Search Novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!Situ He's eyelids jumped wildly.

He lowered his head and looked at the turf underground.

Situ He carefully considered the bookstore owner's words in his heart.

"Don't know yet?"

"Look at the performance?"

"What does it mean?"

Certainly it cannot be simply understood, let alone a literal interpretation.

I still do not know yet?

how can that be possible?

He, who is omniscient and omnipotent, must already know everything.

So, what is his purpose in saying this?

Situ He took a deep breath.

He knew very well that he knew that he was coming, and even more understood that he must know the purpose of his trip.

and so……

This sentence needs to be understood and interpreted separately.

More need to consider the context carefully.

"Now..." Situ He suddenly flashed his inspiration, as if he understood something.

"Speaking of which, in many cases, it is intentional to kill thieves, but unable to return to heaven..." Situ He said with a careful smile.

He looked at the big screen in front of him, a star wearing a fancy dress and about to perform on stage.

He immediately smiled and said, "Your Excellency, look at it... Now this star who is about to perform on stage, can you say that he doesn't want to improve his level?"

"There is no way, the strength lies there..."

Lingping listened and suddenly laughed.

Situ He's eyelids jumped wildly.

Just listening to Lingping's words: "If the strength is not enough, then practice!"

"You can't just walk onto the stage without even practicing..."

"This is an insult to the audience!"

It just so happened that the star had already started singing.

The singing is terrible.

Out of tune, out of tone, broken tone...

By the way, there were still a bunch of fans in the audience screaming with banners.

Seeing this, Ling Ping'an couldn't help sighing: "I was wrong..."

"He didn't insult the audience, he just insulted me..."

As Situ He listened, his little heart kept beating.

He listened to Lingping and said: "His music was not made for me... He has his audience..."

Situ He swallowed hard.

Because these words are plain on the surface, but they are just complaints about a flow.

But if you think about it carefully, you will know that this means something!

"This is already a heavy accusation!" Situ He thought.

Criticisms by big shots are generally not very hard.

This is one of the feelings he got after reading dozens of notes of ministers from the Taizu, Taizong, and Gaozong times.

Moreover, under normal circumstances, they still like yin and yang weirdness.

It was exactly the same as the one in front of me.

Even this strange tone of Yin and Yang is exactly the same.

Listen!

"His music was not made for me..." I don't like it either, I don't like it, and you guys!Same look down upon!

"He has his audience..." The fool knows, what does this mean?

The superficial meaning means that the traffic star only needs to fool his brain-dead fans, no matter what the level, someone will pay.

But think about it carefully, the current situation and situation and location.

You can know that He is cursing at his nose!

"You fools!"

"I gave you so much convenience...you just give me this? That's it?"

"Of course... I can also understand... After all, you ants-like low-dimensional creatures, your eyelids are indeed a bit short..."

"No way, things that are dying in the future, I don't even know if the sun will be able to see tomorrow, and it certainly won't be long-term!"

"Normal! The things I gave you are enough for you to use!"

"You don't want to work hard, you can understand it!"

So, Situ He only felt that both legs were shaking a little.

Because all the yin and yang of the superiors must be listened to!

Of course, at the same time, he also let go of the most serious worries in his heart.

Because it's a good thing to be yin and yang strange!

This shows that He still cares, He does not want to lift the table!

Of course, this face has been given.

We must be sensible and sensible!

Don't force him to recite poems...

Don't let him and Taizu, Taizong, and Gaozong do, when you are forced to recite poems.

"There are tens of thousands of Ande Guangsha, and the world is full of joy...whoop...When will this house suddenly appear in front of you, my house will be broken to death by freezing!"

This is a poem written by Emperor Taizu when he encountered resistance from the famous Confucians of Qingliu during his reforms.

After reciting this poem, the big Confucian celebrities who stubbornly resisted his education reforms and land tax reforms all got a free ticket for the whole family's life in Beihai...

So... Situ He raised his head and looked at the bookstore owner who was obviously disdainful at the corner of his mouth. He cautiously asked, "According to your Excellency, he..." Situ He pointed to the man who was still crying and howling. Traffic: "What can I do to expand my audience, especially so that you can become his audience?"

Lingping listened and laughed: "This proposition is a bit big..."

He looked at the traffic star, and slightly pursed his lips: "I have to endure hardship, I suspect he can't eat it..."

Situ He laughed: "What do you say... it's okay to talk..."

"Then work hard to practice basic skills!" Lingping smiled and said, "Practice internal skills with great concentration!"

"If he earnestly learns the basic skills, maybe in a few years, he can rely on his own abilities to gain a foothold!"

"It's just... difficult!" Lingping sighed: "He and his company may not have made this determination!"

When Situ He listened, he almost had a bottom in his heart.

Basic skills?

He is saying that the reason why we are stuck in some of the current research bottlenecks is because we have not laid a solid foundation?

Think about it, it seems to be right.

Many current researches, especially those on psionic energy, still remain in classical applications.

Basic research on psionics is so difficult that few people are willing to try it.

After all, this kind of thing cannot be achieved in three or five years.

"This is the purpose of his trip?" Situ He thought.

At this time, Lingping really couldn't stand the flow of howling ghosts and wolves on the stage. He stood up impatiently and congratulated Situ: "I will go shopping elsewhere... I won't accompany you..."

Situ He immediately got up: "You can go by yourself!"

He thoroughly confirmed that his purpose is this.

So, leave without ambiguity!

"Basics?" Situ He pursed his lips, he knew what to do.

Then he raised his head and looked at the flow that was still singing and dancing on the stage.

He silently took out his cell phone and dialed a number: "I am Situ He..."

"Um... that company's star named Wang Qiu?"

"Xinle? Tell Xinle that starting today, Wang Qiu will suspend all performances, endorsements and other activities..."

"Let him go to the Central Conservatory of Music and study for four years..."

"You must have a graduation assessment before you are allowed to appear again!"

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Putting down the phone, Situ He looked at the traffic and his fans who were still unaware.

A smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Since that person is communicating with him using this tool.

Then, this traffic has already been involved in this chessboard.

Therefore, he became a tool for the Federation Empire to express its determination and will.

You are optimistic!

Nothing is impossible!

and so……

This traffic will receive military management and training after entering the Central Conservatory of Music.

There will be special personnel to supervise and urge him.

Did not make achievements, did not learn true skills.

Then he won't graduate!

This is the will of the country!

Can't help him!

Of course, he would never know the reason for all this.

But as a chess piece, he must fulfill all the duties of a chess piece.

……………………………………

Holding the pet in his arms, Ling safely walked out of the scope of the main stage.

He has never liked singing and dancing evenings.

The traffic just now was just a fuse for him to leave early.

In fact, Ling'an has never watched the party for more than twenty minutes.

It is really singing and dancing, really nothing can attract him.

Fortunately, tonight's celebration, the dance party is only one of them.

In this shooting range and nearby areas, there are other activities simultaneously.

He followed the crowd and walked towards the food exhibition area not far away.

Here, it has become a huge open-air food street.

Countless vendors gathered here.

All signs were lit up.

A wide variety of delicious foods are overwhelming.

Lingping hugged her pet, followed the crowd, and walked forward, watching like a horse.

This is the main reason he went out today-looking for good food!

You know, every important festival such as Teacher's Day celebrations, snack bars in the whole city will gather at the celebration place.

Because there is no better advertising opportunity than this kind of celebration!

As he walked, Ling Ping'an suddenly saw a familiar figure.

It was a young man Qin Lu wearing a chef's uniform and a pair of gloves, standing behind a glass cabinet with a pocky face.

It was the illegal immigrant he found in Panjiayuan last time.

"You came out so soon?" Lingping was immediately relieved.

This is also the scene he most hopes to see.

A difficult person, with his help, got a new life.

This perfectly satisfies his inner vanity and sense of justice.

It made him feel like an ancient gentleman.

So, he smiled and walked over to the small cart with a glass cabinet. He looked at the sign: Xiaosa stinky tofu.

On both sides of the signboard, there are two small billboards, flashing colorful fonts constantly.

The billboard on the left reads: The ultimate food from hell.

The billboard on the right says: Let you feel the real dark tofu.

In front of the booth, only a few people were buying.

This is also normal, usually the diners of the Federal Empire naturally doubt the craftsmanship of the Gentiles.

but……

For the purpose of encouragement, Ling Pingan also walked to the booth and lined up.

Soon, it was his turn.

"Your Excellency, meet again!" Lingping said to the Gentile with a smile.

Hearing the sound, the other party raised his head incredibly, his hands trembling a little.

"You...you...how come..." When Sahato saw this terrifying existence suddenly appeared in front of him, he felt his heart beating fiercely.

He thought about the moment of meeting again.

But I didn't expect to bump into it so soon.

"I just wander around..." Ling'an smiled and said, "It looks like you have made a good renovation!"

He has already noticed that there is a logo of the Federal Bureau of Immigration on the glass cabinet, which shows that this is a legal booth and has been registered with the Bureau of Immigration.

Obviously, this illegal immigrant has received training and reform, and is considered to be able to adapt to the federal imperial society.

This makes Ling very happy!

Sahato nodded, then shook his head: "No...I still have a lot to learn..."

He thought of his father.

Ivy, Duke of Hell...

He knew that his father had fallen forever, and he fell on the hand of the man in front of him.

Moreover, it is very likely that it was eaten by Him!

He didn't want to, but also became this Chinese food.

Ling Ping'an looked at the stinky tofu that was blinking in the heat of the foreigner, and said, "Give me two dollars!"

Sahato immediately picked up a plastic box, picked up two pieces from the oil pan with a colander, put them in the plastic box, and quickly added his own secret sauce.

This sauce is personally developed and matched by him.

The pursuit is the ultimate stimulation and taste.

Of course... it has passed the black clothing guard's inspection and confirmed that there is no harm to ordinary people, and it does not contain any psionic substances.

Passing the plastic box out, Sahato subconsciously said, "Thank you, ten yuan in all!"

When he was finished speaking, he realized that he seemed to have said something wrong.

But Ling Ping An already smiled and took out the phone and scanned the QR code to pay.

Then, he took the box, walked aside and put the kitten Best down, then he gently pinched a piece of steaming stinky tofu and dipped it with the sauce provided by the other party.

Then he took a bite.

"It's delicious!" Ling'an's eyes lit up.

This piece of stinky tofu, in his opinion, is the best of all the stinky tofu he has eaten!

More than the sauce is spicy enough!

The key lies in the tofu itself, which is really tender.

There is also a hint of mellow flavor similar to nuts!

Simply awesome!

So, he started eating.

The kitten Best, lying at his feet, looked at the owner's appearance, it also resisted drooling.

Lingping took a look, and put the remaining piece of stinky tofu in front of it with the plastic box attached.

The little guy immediately gave a meow, then put his head in the plastic box and ate it beautifully.

Ling Ping An walked to the vendor of'Xiao Sa Stinky Tofu' again.

The other party raised his head, looked at him, and asked cautiously: "Your Excellency, you..."

"Your stinky tofu is good!" Ling Ping'an praised with a thumbs up: "Is it convenient to give me a business card for ordering meals?"

"I might call you to order food if I have a chance!"

"Convenient! Very convenient!" Sahato hurriedly took out a printed business card from a drawer, then held it in both hands and handed it over: "When you want to eat, you can call me anytime!"

"Little Sa, I'm on demand!"

Lingping smiled, only treating him as a polite, put away his business card, and then shouted to Best: "Little boy, let's go... let's watch the fireworks show!"

The kitten meowed immediately and followed his owner.