Chapter 1467 Tang Bohu Has a Rich Imagination, but It Is Hard to Find a Soulmate

To be precise.

The reason Zhu Qingling was attracted was entirely because Ding Ling had specifically told her to pay more attention to Tang Bohu.

For this reason, she also specifically checked Tang Bohu's information online.

There are some videos about Tang Bohu's competition on the Internet, but the pixels are not high and the videos are blurry. I don't know if the people in power in the world deliberately did this to downplay the influence of the world's number one master or what?

Obviously the martial arts association is so famous, and Tang Bohu is also a world-renowned martial artist, but there is not much information about him on the Internet, and it seems that someone has deliberately erased it.

If Zhu Qingling knew that Tang Bohu had had 'friendly' and 'intimate' communications with kings of many countries, she would know why.

That's why.

Tang Bohu's portraits and videos on the Internet have been downplayed, and information about Tang Bohu has been consciously erased.

Tang Bohu is well-known, but his influence is not great.

Because of this, Zhu Qingling could not recognize Tang Bohu immediately.

"Are you Tang Bohu?"

She looked up and down at Tang Bohu curiously.

Tang Bohu was overjoyed. He could see that Zhu Qingling seemed to be very interested in him. This was a very good sign. He straightened his back immediately, instinctively brushed his hair, trying to show his chic and handsome side, and also After thinking about it, he deliberately showed a smile that he thought was perfect, but in the eyes of Zhu Qingling and Poole, it turned out to be an extremely embarrassing fake smile:

"I am Tang Bohu!"

Tang Bohu felt it was a pity. He didn't know that Zhu Qingling was interested in him and couldn't find anyone to praise him. If he had brought Yamucha over or practiced with Poole in advance, Poole should have said, "He is famous, Feng." Tang Yin and Tang Bohu, who was dashing in reading, the best in the world in martial arts, full of poetry and calligraphy, loved by everyone, and had flowers blooming! ! ’

Too bad, too bad, there was no walkthrough.

Tang Bohu sighed in his heart. If he had practiced well in advance, Zhu Qingling would definitely be impressed by him. If they had some friendly exchanges by then, they would surely become lovers.

Thinking of the good things, Tang Bohu almost drooled.

Poole coughed twice, pulling him out of his fantasy. He instinctively touched his mouth, and said with a smart smile:

"Miss Zhu seems to be very familiar with me?"

"Who doesn't know Tang Bohu, who has been number one in several martial arts tournaments?"

Zhu Qingling smiled.

She smiled! !

She smiled at me, Tang Yin and Tang Bohu! ! !

When Tang Bohu saw Zhu Qingling's smile, his heart was filled with joy and his eyes were dazed. When watching the MV, he felt that Zhu Qingling's beauty was dazzling. When he saw the real person's smiling face, he couldn't stop and almost ascended to heaven! !

Ahem!

Poole coughed twice, and when Tang Bohu didn't respond, he couldn't help but cover his face, then stretched out his legs and kicked Tang Bohu twice.

Tang Bohu came back to his senses and saw Zhu Qingling frowning slightly. His heart sank immediately and he hurriedly said:

"Miss Zhu is as beautiful as a fairy. I have been in the lower reaches of the world for more than ten years, and I have never seen such a beautiful girl with such a temperament and sassy heroic appearance as Miss Zhu. I was distracted for a moment, and I am disrespectful. I hope you will forgive me."

Zhu Qingling saw that Tang Bohu spoke in a formal manner, and when she thought of Ding Ling's instructions and instructions to him, she didn't pay too much attention to Tang Bohu's 'discourtesy' just now, but asked curiously: "You speak in an elegant manner, why are you different from us? We all speak plainly.”

"Well."

Tang Bohu was startled, smiled awkwardly, and explained:

"I get like this sometimes when I'm nervous, and I usually speak in plain English."

"nervous?"

"Yes. Miss Zhu may not know that I am your fan. Aren't you nervous when you meet your idol?"

"Are you my fan?!"

"yes."

"You are the best martial arts master in the world."

"Martial arts masters also have personal preferences."

Tang Bohu said it naturally and calmly:

"I also like food and listening to music. Miss Zhu, the songs you sing are so beautiful. The dances you dance are also very charming. I like them very much, so there is nothing wrong with you being my idol!"

"Yeah?,"

Zhu Qingling was doubtful, always feeling that Tang Bohu came here for another purpose.

"certainly."

"Then you came here just to make friends with me?"

"good."

Tang Bohu said seriously:

"I have spent a lot of effort to find Miss Bamboo. Fortunately, my hard work pays off and I finally got what I wanted. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to be friends with Miss Bamboo?"

"this……"

Zhu Qingling thought for a while, but couldn't help but ask her male god. She would only agree if her male god agreed. If he didn't agree, she would definitely not agree. In order to give a good impression to her male god, Zhu Qingling kept clean. If you love yourself, you usually don’t talk to men, let alone be friends with them.

Ding Ling was quite interested in Tang Bohu and wanted to see his unique skills, so he asked Zhu Qingling to agree.

My male idol said there is no problem.

Zhu Qingling nodded in agreement.

Tang Bohu was overjoyed. How did he know that Zhu Qingling had the male god he longed for? If he had known about it, would he have vomited three liters of blood and retreated in mourning?

He just knows.

He has successfully made friends with Zhu Qingling and completed the first step of the 'Long March'!

It is also the most critical first step.

"Since we are friends. I won't hide it from you either."

Tang Bohu stepped forward and grabbed Poole's hand:

"Pool, change back."

Poole shook his body in embarrassment and changed into his true self again.

Zhu Qingling's eyes widened, and she was very surprised. This was the first time she saw a 'cat' that could transform, and she couldn't help but be amazed.

When Tang Bohu saw this, he pulled Poole over and introduced:

"His name is Poole. He is proficient in the art of transformation and is Yamcha's friend."

"Hello."

Pu was extremely cute, stretched out his hand towards Zhu Qingling, and said in a clear voice: "Nice to meet you."

Zhu Qingling shook hands with him.

Poole added:

"I'm sorry that I just turned into a friend and deceived you."

What else could Zhu Qingling say, she could only smile slightly.

"Shall we just stand at the door and chat?"

Tang Bohu glanced around:

"I have nothing to do with Poole. It's just that Miss Zhu has been too popular recently. If I delay any longer, I'm afraid that people nearby will notice it. By then, if the word spreads, more and more people will know that Miss Zhu lives here." , if Miss Zhu is troubled by this, then we two will be too upset. "

"...Then please come in."

Zhu Qingling turned sideways and motioned for the two of them to come in.

Tang Bohu walked to the door and looked inside. He saw that the room was smooth and shiny, and then looked at his shoes:

"Want to wear shoe covers?"

"No."

Zhu Qingling smiled and said:

"You just walk in."

"It's so dirty."

"Then wait a moment."

Zhu Qingling walked aside, found a pair of her father's slippers, and placed them in front of Tang Bohu:

"You wear these shoes."

Tang Bohu's eyes were bright and his heart was beating fast. These were a pair of shoes specially prepared for him by Zhu Qingling. Zhu Qingling put them in front of him with her own hands. This scene perfectly matched his imagination of a lovely wife. A scene of preparing shoes for her husband.

Tang Bohu's brain power was too strong. Zhu Qingling didn't know this. She just saw Tang Bohu looking at her and smiling stupidly again. She couldn't help but frown. She always felt that this Tang Bohu was not consistent with her image of the best master in the world. , she always felt that he was a bit weird, but she couldn't describe it in detail for a while.

To show courtesy.

Zhu Qingling still followed the etiquette that a host should have.

She did not scold Tang Bohu, but called softly a few times. After Tang Bohu came to his senses from embarrassment, she smiled and let him in, let him sit down, and then made a pot of tea for him.

And poured it out for him.

Tang Bohu watched all the way, and the more he watched, the more he felt that Zhu Qingling was an immortal, but he was really virtuous. If he took him home as his wife, he would be so beautiful.

Poole covered his face, feeling like he wanted to escape from here. He knew very well that Tang Bohu came here to pursue Zhu Qingling, but Zhu Qingling obviously didn't know.

Because he knew what was going on, Poole couldn't bear to see Tang Bohu's crazy look. When Zhu Qingling turned around to get the fruit, he approached Tang Bohu, patted his arm, and whispered:

"Tang Bohu, please restrain yourself, your saliva is about to flow out."

Tang Bohu wiped his mouth and found some saliva. He was speechless and his face was hot. Was he so greedy that Zhu Qingling was so greedy? Bie Zhu Qingling drooled when she saw him. The impact was too bad.

He took a sip of tea, coughed dryly, and said, "Puer, what do you think we can do to further our relationship with Miss Zhu?"

"If you ask me, I'm single myself."

Poole rolled his eyes:

"Ask me, you might as well search online. There are all kinds of answers above, there is always one that suits you."

Tang Bohu nodded, "You must check it out when you have time."

He really didn't expect the progress to be so fast, which caught him off guard.

He touched his chin:

"If you think about it carefully, Miss Zhu most likely became friends with me because of my status as the best master in the world. It seems that this status of being the best in the world is sometimes very useful. It seems necessary to win this martial arts competition again. A first.”

Poole was noncommittal. He was only good at transformation and not proficient in other martial arts. Naturally, he was not interested in the martial arts club.

Tang Bohu only talked to Poole for a while.

Accompanied by the clicking sound of small leather shoes, Zhu Qingling walked over and handed a fruit plate:

"It was just cut. Tang Bohu, Poole, you guys have a try."

"Thanks for the hospitality."

Tang Bohu and Poole talked and started eating. While eating, Tang Bohu praised Zhu Qingling for her good craftsmanship and strong knife skills, and praised her for her fruit plate and tea.

Although Zhu Qingling had heard too many compliments from others, she was a little embarrassed by them. Mainly because this was the first time someone praised her tea art. She smiled and said:

"Tang Bohu, since we are friends, you should just call me by my name from now on. Miss Zhu, Miss Zhu, always sounds weird."

"That's right."

Tang Bohu immediately said smoothly:

"From now on, I'll call you Zhu Qingling? Qingling?"

"Let's call her Zhu Qingling."

Qingling is usually called by someone close to her. Tang Bohu, a member of the opposite sex, called her this. Zhu Qingling was afraid that Ding Ling would misunderstand, so she said decisively:

"My bestie calls me Qingling."

"Okay. Got it."

Tang Bohu was knowledgeable and talented. He started talking eloquently. He chatted with Zhu Qingling about poetry, literature, and songs. The more he talked, the more shocked he became.

Just because Zhu Qingling was no worse than him in terms of erudition, and in some aspects she was even better than him.

He was pleasantly surprised and felt like he had found a soulmate.

Especially when he found that Zhu Qingling could clearly understand every poem, every article, and every song he said, he was very happy and said loudly:

"As the saying goes, it is hard to find a bosom friend in the mountains and rivers. The ancients were not wrong. I, Tang Bohu, am lucky to have the honor of meeting a friend like Zhu Qingling today. Come, let's drink tea instead of wine."

He raised his glass.

Puer also raised his glass dryly. His literary talent was not very high, but it was okay, but it was naturally not comparable to the literary masters like Tang Bohu and Zhu Qingling. He was listening to the two chatting and almost dozed off. At this moment, he was awakened by Tang Bohu's loud shouting. He said in his heart, "I, Puer, am too difficult", but his hands were not slow. After clinking glasses with Zhu Qingling and Tang Bohu, he sat aside obediently and continued to listen to the two chatting.

Tang Bohu was in a very good mood.

Zhu Qingling was not in the mood to talk, but just agreed with Tang Bohu perfunctorily. If it weren't for Ding Ling's instructions, Zhu Qingling would have wanted to drive him away. Tang Bohu was too talkative. He kept talking endlessly. When would it end?

Tang Bohu didn't know that Zhu Qingling had no feelings for him. He still thought that Zhu Qingling understood him very well and that he had found a soulmate. Especially when he was in high spirits, Zhu Qingling could accurately comment on the songs and poems he improvised. He admired her very much and secretly vowed in his heart, 'I must marry a girl like Zhu Qingling home. Only I, Tang Bohu, can match a girl like her! Marrying someone else is a sin! I don't believe there is anyone in this world who can understand Zhu Qingling better than me, and understand her intelligence, wisdom, and talent better! '

Time passed like water.

In the evening.

Meng Weici and Bi Dili came back.

When the two saw Tang Bohu, Poole was very surprised. You know, since Zhu Qingling stayed at home, there has never been anyone else in the house except them and Satan. What happened today?

Zhu Qingling stood up to introduce the two parties.

After realizing who the other party was.

Meng Weici and Bidili suddenly realized and greeted Tang Bohu.

After the two sides made friendly gestures, Zhu Qingling and Bidili started to cook.

Meng Weici came to entertain Tang Bohu.

Tang Bohu had no intention of leaving, but Poole wanted to leave, after all, there was Yamcha waiting for him to go home for dinner.

But Tang Bohu was embarrassed to stay alone, and he had to hold Poole down. Poole was so weak that he couldn't beat Tang Bohu, so he could only stay with a sullen face. Tang Bohu was worried that Zhu Qingling and others would see the signs, so he asked Poole to be happy and promised to give him another martial arts secret book.

Poole smiled and nodded, feeling that he had made a lot of money on this trip.

"Your name is Tang Bohu."

Meng Weici poured a cup of tea for Tang Bohu, handed it to him, and asked casually:

"Are you the champion of the world's No. 1 martial arts competition for several consecutive years?"

"If there is no one else named Tang Bohu, then the champion you are talking about must be me." (End of this chapter)