Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

"what."

Qin Yu nodded calmly.

He then sat down again and calmly began eating his steak with Liu Damao.

However, Li Wenwen and her companion had completely lost their appetite at that moment.

They never expected that this strange-looking young man was actually the grandson of the Great Xia Envoy!

……

After dinner, the group exchanged contact information and then went their separate ways.

Qin Yu returned home, turned on his phone, and started scrolling through short videos.

I discovered that someone wrote a poem that received hundreds of thousands of likes.

The poem is called "Chou" (抽).

"smoke"

I leaned against the balcony and smoked.

I smoked half, and the wind blew the other half.

I am angry,

So I started acting crazy.

Qin Yu looked at the poem, and the comments below were full of praise.

Qin Yu smiled.

That's it?

He can sing one too.

Immediately, Qin Yu wrote eloquently in the comments section.

Fried Dough Sticks

I was eating a fried dough stick while standing in the corridor.

I ate half, but I couldn't finish the other half.

Simply because it's too greasy.

So they called Kun Kun over and asked if he wanted to eat fried dough.

As expected, the poem received many likes instantly when it was posted in the comments section.

The comments below are also quite interesting.

"Susan! Do you want some fried dough?"

"Lawyer's letter warning!"

"Little Blackie, showing your chicken feet now, huh?"

"You've been working on this poem for two and a half years, haven't you!"

"Little Blackie's Steamed Shrimp Heads!"

"Little Blackie, do you want some flavored fried fish and chicken wings with rice?"

"..."

Looking at the various creative comments, Qin Yu smiled contentedly.

He's truly an unremarkable little genius at creating poetry, able to spark such a heated discussion with just a casual poem.

Then, Qin Yu opened Weibo and found that another friend had sent him relationship advice.

【Yi Fan Feng Shun】：

"Master, I would like to ask a question. I have a friend who has very poor stamina when playing basketball one-on-one with his partner. He often can't play for more than three to five minutes."

"Now, I mean, his girlfriend really dislikes him and wants to break up with him. What should my friend do?"

Qin Yu stroked his chin, a slightly strange smile appearing in his eyes.

It only lasts three to five minutes?

In this situation, a remake is generally recommended.

Of course, while I might think this way, I still need to express it tactfully.

[Yusang]:

"Generally speaking, basketball is a sport that emphasizes intense physical contact."

"Especially in singles matches, men are generally the ones who take the initiative to attack, so they expend a lot more energy than women. But that's no excuse for only being able to last three to five minutes."

"After all, according to research by the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the normal time for men's singles matches is generally between 7 and 15 minutes. Yours, which only lasts three to five minutes, is definitely a bit short."

"My advice is to strengthen your exercise routine, especially your lower body exercises, such as squats. These exercises can help stimulate the secretion of testosterone, which is very helpful for your endurance and explosive power."

"Then on the other hand, the diet also needs to keep up. Things like bull penis, pork kidneys, leeks, etc., should be eaten when appropriate."

"Men aren't afraid of being physically weak; they're afraid of being physically weak and not training. Then they're completely useless."

[Yi Fan Feng Shun]: "I understand, Master."

"Ding! Successfully resolved an emotional issue. Current task progress (18/1000)."

"Rewards received: +5 Spirit Power, +5 Role-Playing Points!"

After finishing these tasks, Qin Yu shut down the computer, planning to cultivate for a while, then wash up and go to bed.

As for delivering food, it's too late today and I'm exhausted, so I'll continue tomorrow.

Just then, someone sent him a WeChat message.

Qin Yu clicked on it and saw that it was Li Wenwen, the Night Patrol officer, whose WeChat name was [Wen'ai].

[Wen'ai]: "You brat, how dare you hit my sister?"

[Yu Sang]: "Sister Wenwen, you're mistaken. It's inevitable that there will be some bumps and bruises when we're sparring with each other."