Then I was very bored. Cui Ming sat on the sofa with no water at hand and no books on the table. There was an empty room where only Beiyue was reading quietly. Cui Ming stood by the window and looked outside for a while. After sitting back, he stood up and prepared to open the door and go out for a walk. Beiyue said: "Don't leave my sight."

"But I'm bored."

Beiyue flips the book: "Why aren't you bored in a prison lockdown?"

Cui Ming had no choice but to sit back, took out a playing card, looked at Beiyue, and flew directly to Beiyue. Beiyue seemed to have known that Cui Ming would come with this hand. He didn't raise his head, stretched out his left hand and grabbed the poker, and placed it on the table. Beiyue asked: "Why choose poker?"

"Why did you choose a knife?" Cui Ming didn't know if this big knife had another title.

Beiyue replied: "This is what my father created for me."

"Oh? Then you are 50%, not one in five hundred thousand?"

"Maybe." Beiyue read the book quietly, and then asked again after a while: "You changed the topic again, why did you choose poker?"

"Cheap." This is the truth, but Beiyue certainly doesn't believe it.

"Why are you either changing the topic or talking nonsense about things related to you?" Beiyue looked up at Cui Ming and said, "It is not wise to choose poker cards. I know if you want to ask why, and you will know the answer to it in the evening. Don't bother me now."

Cui Ming lay on the sofa and was sleeping. Ding Ze called back and had no gains. He planned to wait for a day. Lunch was a box lunch, and Beiyue gave the lunch box lunch from the employees downstairs. Cui Ming saw that Beiyue did not communicate with the employees at all. Cui Ming bet that she could not even call out the names of more than five employees. Beiyue had no concern to the office.

Beiyue admired Cui Ming a little. She was on the train yesterday, going to bed from 9 pm to 7 pm. Today, she went to bed from 9 pm to 12 noon, and slept until 6 pm after meals.

Beiyue looked at the time, picked up her coat, and walked to Cui Ming: "We can leave now."

Cui Ming opened his eyes, sat down, and looked out the window was already a little dim: "Would you like to have supper?"

"You can't have supper." Beiyue said and left, Cui Ming put on his heels.

...

Beiyue is the boss after all, and she has her own car, a yellow Beetle and an electric car, which is good for transportation in the city. Get in, wear a seat belt, and drive to the south.

Compared to the office, the two people in the car didn't say anything, Cui Ming felt even more embarrassed, and said, "You can play some music, music is the cleaner of the soul..."

"broken."

"Radio? Radio is good, I like Channel 20 very much." Cui Ming imitated: "The audience called: Host, a friend of mine was released from prison today. I want to order a song to bless him. The host said, of course, you can, what song you want to order. The audience said, peach blossoms bloom."

"It's broken, too." Beiyue replied.

Cui Ming sang for a long time, "I'm waiting for you to come back here, waiting for you to come back to see the peach blossoms bloom..."

After the song was over, Beiyue looked at Cui Ming with confusion: "The radio you just said is a joke?"

"No." Cui Ming leaned his head against the car window and looked out the window sadly: "Don't pay attention to me, I want to be quiet."

It was really quiet. There was no one talking in an hour. Beiyue parked downstairs of an apartment and turned off the engine and said, "We're here."

"Yeah." Cui Ming opened the car door and looked up at the apartment building, a seven-story, very ordinary apartment building.

Cui Ming followed Beiyue upstairs without saying a word. He now felt that instead of embarrassing himself, it would be better to embarrass both of them. He walked quietly to the seventh floor. There was an aisle in the center of the seventh floor, where more than a dozen families lived here. Beiyue walked to a resident and knocked on the door.

The door was an iron door, with an observation window on it. The observation window was opened. A pair of eyes looked out, closed the observation window, and opened the iron door. It was an old man in his sixties and seventies, with white hair and no combed. His head looked like a mature cabbage: "Come in, close the door." The old man walked back first.

Cui Ming closed the door and came in. The room was very big and messy. The coffee table was today. No, at least the fast food box left over yesterday. There were pillows, blankets, clothes, umbrellas, and toenails on the sofa. There were many books on the floor, there were many books in the room, there were a radio, a TV, and a telephone. Overall, it was messy and disorderly. Fortunately, I was not a Virgo...

The old man threw the garbage into the trash can, then swept the sofa away, moved a chair and placed it across the sofa, letting the two of them sit first, and then took the basin to the bathroom to fetch a basin of water on the table. The old man sat down and said to Cui Ming: "Put your hand in."

Cui Ming rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands... Do you want to have dinner?

The old man corrected: "One hand, keep it still."

Cui Ming did as he did, and the old man raised his left hand flat and asked, "What is this?"

Cui Ming answered honestly: "Hand." He looked at Beiyue, did you knock on the wrong door?

The old man did not agree with the answer and looked at the water quietly. After about five minutes, the old man nodded: "It's OK."

Beiyue asked: "Professor, does it mean?"

Professor Cui Ming looked at the old man.

Professor Old Professor said: "This savage is rare. It is not that he cannot use the Force to protect himself, but he does not know what Force is and what cultivation is. Just like a person who splits the material, he only learned the skills of splitting the material. He has to look at the wood grain, observe the humidity and annual rings of the wood. But he doesn't even know how to get the axe."

Beiyue nodded and said a little disappointed: "In other words, he has been thinking about how to use the Force over the years, but he doesn't know what the Force is and how to enhance the Force."

The old man nodded: "Yes, although he was not crazy, after his youth, even if he helped him practice, he would not achieve much. Unless he belongs to the warrior class."

Bei Yuedao: "He is in the Enhancement Department."

"That's totally ruined." The old man said: "There is no value for rescue."

Cui Ming couldn't understand: "What kind of enhancement system? What's the use of it?"

Beiyue looked at Cui Ming and said, "To put it simply, the reason why you are not eroded by the side effects of the Force is that you do not know the method of practicing the Force. You are using an ordinary person with a little Force to enhance your playing cards. You only master the skills of ‘sending’. Since your skills of using the Force are mature and are in a reinforcement system, even if you start practicing now, you will not have much results. Especially you choose playing cards. Unless you can find a deck of playing cards made with powerful Force materials, otherwise..."

"The powerful force material cannot be made into playing cards," the professor said.

Cui Ming didn't care and asked, "Then can I leave? I can't count my contract for selling my body, right?"
Chapter completed!