Immortality Cultivation Era

In the ward, the female reporter sat on a chair with a voice recorder in her hand, and from time to time she would pick up a glass of water to let Feng’s father moisturize his lips.

Gao Ge and Tian Long were quietly waiting outside, almost an hour later, and it was the end.

"Well, Feng, you are working hard."

After hearing this sentence, Gao Ge and Tian Long looked at each other and knew that they had already talked about it. They pushed the door open and went in.

The female reporter was packing up her own things and slowly stood up. She looked at Feng’s eyes and filled with reverence. Although Feng’s father described everything as an understatement, as a reporter, the most basic skill is to spread according to one point. Out of the whole face. And a good journalist is in the process of spreading this point into the whole face, and also guarantees that this face that spreads out will not deviate from the facts.

Some people are born with certain professional talents, such as basketball players.

And this female reporter is the same, plus her efforts, if not, it is not a simple matter to enter the local TV station at this age, no one's success is sitting in a chair, even if Someone sent a bag of money and needed someone to stand up and go home. But now more people in this world are not willing to stand up, but they are lying on the chair and swearing.

Just like when Feng’s father told me, it’s hard to tell a thing clearly. It seems that many elderly people are like this, but this is hard to beat the female reporter. She always sorts out the ins and outs in the shortest possible time. Then repeat it again, let Feng’s father nod and nod and praise.

When she was about to leave, the female reporter suddenly stopped and turned to face in front of Feng’s father.

"Master, I know that you don't want to speak, but the world needs your voice, they have to hear, they have to hear, if you don't even listen to your time, isn't our generation too bad? ”

Father Feng screamed out of God, and for a long time did not understand what the female reporter said in the end.

The female reporter went to the singer again and smiled.

"Thank you for helping me convince my father."

"No." Gao Ge smiled and suddenly said, "Right, then, I need to take the father away."

"Ah?" The female reporter glanced, "Where to take it?"

"We came here to pick him up this time." Gao Ge explained, "You also know that the old man is a lonely old man, no one cares here, I just want to take him to a better place to rest. ”

"I understand." The female reporter nodded and said, "Can you leave a contact?"

"Still forget it," Gao Ge said. "The purpose of my announcement is that if you want to interview the old man, you will have no chance."

The female reporter was a bit stunned first, then suddenly realized that there was a light shining in her eyes, and she nodded heavily. "I understand, you are worried that after the situation spread, someone will disturb the father, so I just want to hurry and avoid, eh... ...this is very good, I definitely support it."

"Good." Gao Ge nodded, but his heart was stunned. This female reporter's brain replenishment ability is good, um... the road is also widened.

After watching the other party leave, Feng’s father said with a sigh of relief: “Are we going?”

"Yeah." Gao Ge said, "I just said what is true."

"But I didn't plan to go!" Feng's father was very upset and somewhat dissatisfied. "I have lived here for so many years, and I will leave if I leave. I can't do it, I can't go."

"Amount, Father, I have to take you away." Gao Ge said seriously.

"That won't work!" The old man picked it up and it was really unstoppable. He said with a sigh of relief. "There is a long leg on me. I can't leave if I don't leave!"

The dragon on the side heard this and yelled: "Is your leg still long on your body? Is it not intercepted?"

The old man was very hurt and felt that his instructor’s words were too heart-wrenching.

Damn... I forgot this.

"When you do, listen to the songs, there are ways to make your legs grow."

When I heard this, my father’s eyes lit up: "Really?"

Gao Ge smiled and nodded: "There is a bit of control, but not 100% sure."

"That... oh, forget it, I am all this age, two legs and one leg, no difference, or don't waste manpower and resources."

"It won't be wasted," Gao Ge said. "I have this ability. You know, I am a cultivator. It is nothing more than spending some aura in the body."

"This... is the magician of the immortal?" In this moment, Feng’s father was a little bit like Xiaoyue’s possession...

"Roughly the same."

"That... then my legs are good, there is no need to go." The old man shook his head again. He didn't really miss the place where he lived for many years. In fact, for him, there is no difference in where he lives. However, he feels that if he is really taken away by Gaoge, it will inevitably have to sing high songs and trouble the country. After all, he is a young man, and he has no physical condition.

The answer of the old man, in fact, did not make the singer feel so surprised, it is entirely reasonable, he has already thought about the countermeasures.

"That's OK, Father, if you really don't want to go, I don't have any opinions." Gao Ge said, "But you can think about it. If your legs grow out when the time comes, the news will be reported again. There will be many people coming to visit you. When they see you, they will find that your limbs are healthy. They can all be jealous of you."

Gao Ge’s words are really scary enough for the father.

"I am not a big liar! I am really amputated!"

"Yeah!" Gao Geyi spread his hand. "How do you explain it to them? Say I let your legs grow up? Let me not say that they don't believe it, even if they believe, you can be a leaked secret." ""

The old man was scared by the high song and could not speak.

As long as you think about it, many people point to their noses and condemn themselves as a liar...

He took a nap.

At this age, I still love my reputation very much. I am certainly not willing to let others point to my nose. Plus, there is a risk of revealing secrets. He is even more reluctant.

"This...this..." Feng’s father took a deep breath and was a bit stunned. His eyes were staring at the song. "Forget it, let it go... Kid, how do I feel, I have it?" When the reporters came before, you already thought about it, so let me accept their interviews?"

Gao Ge laughs without saying.

but……

Father is really guessing it!