Miaomiao calmly got up from Wei Ziqi as if nothing had happened. She picked up the remote control again and turned on the TV to watch a cartoon.
Wei Ziqi was completely frozen. He lay on the bed like a zombie, his eyes empty and his soul seemingly out of his body.
The little girl was watching TV with great interest and didn't notice Wei Ziqi's strangeness at all. It wasn't until she felt hungry that Miaomiao shifted her gaze from the TV to Wei Ziqi.
"Little teacher, I'm hungry. Let's go and have something to eat!"
Miaomiao poked Wei Ziqi's stomach. Seeing that he didn't respond, she pushed him harder.
"Little teacher?"
Still no response.
"Little teacher?"
Still nothing.
Miaomiao looked puzzled. She took a deep breath and shouted, "Lit - tle! ~ Tea - cher! ~~~~"
"Ah? Oh! What's up?" Wei Ziqi finally came back to his senses. When he looked up, he saw the little girl pouting, looking wronged.
"I'm hungry."
"Hungry? Good that you're hungry..." Wei Ziqi was still in a daze. He didn't even know what he was saying. Subconsciously, he leaned back to keep a distance from Miaomiao.
Then, with a thud, Wei Ziqi fell off the bed and landed on his back.
"Little teacher, what's wrong with you?" Miaomiao quickly climbed off the bed and ran to Wei Ziqi to help him up.
Seeing Miaomiao's outstretched hand, Wei Ziqi scrambled up from the ground, dodging any physical contact with her.
Wei Ziqi had dodged her several times. Even if Miaomiao was slow, she could tell that something was wrong.
But Miaomiao, who didn't understand the concept of gender differences at all, had a strange thought. Her eyes welled up with tears, and they fell one by one.
"Ah... Miaomiao, don't cry..." Seeing Miaomiao crying sadly, Wei Ziqi was even more at a loss. He didn't dare to step forward to touch her, and he didn't know how to explain.
"Waaaaaa... Does the little teacher hate me now? Hic... What did I do wrong?... I'm sorry..."
Miaomiao cried so hard that she hiccupped. Wei Ziqi shook his head and waved his hands, trying to soothe the little girl's emotions, but he couldn't say a single word for a long time. He had no idea what to do.
"No... I don't. Well, I really don't hate you. I'm just a bit unaccustomed..."
"Hic... Unaccustomed to what?" Miaomiao's face was still streaked with tears. After wiping her eyes to see clearly, she hiccupped and asked.
"Unaccustomed to... Well... Ah, it's just... I've always lived alone before. I'm not used to being in the same room with someone. When I'm unaccustomed to something, my mind reacts slowly. It has nothing to do with you. I don't hate you." Wei Ziqi's mind was in a complete mess. He rambled on, and his voice got softer and softer towards the end.
Such a lame excuse. Who would believe it?
"Oh, I see. Well, okay... I'll move to another room later." Miaomiao believed it without any suspicion!
Seeing Miaomiao's self - sacrificing look, thinking about him whole - heartedly, Wei Ziqi blurted out, "No need. It's fine. I'll get used to it."
"Really? Is it okay? I don't have to move out?" Miaomiao's eyes lit up when she heard Wei Ziqi's words. She was excited and wanted a definite answer.
Wei Ziqi really wanted to slap himself for what he just said. But since the words were out, he couldn't take them back. He had no choice but to nod helplessly.
The little girl was extremely happy that she didn't have to sleep alone. She danced around the room.
"Then, little teacher, let's go and have something to eat!"
Miaomiao grabbed Wei Ziqi's hand and happily dragged him out.
The hotel had a buffet system, providing meals 24 hours a day, which was convenient for guests to get and eat food at any time.
When they got to the buffet restaurant, the little girl's eyes sparkled at the sight of the wide variety of food.
But Miaomiao, who had never had a buffet before, had no idea how to get the food.
"Little teacher, how do I eat this?" Miaomiao suddenly thought of Wei Ziqi beside her. In Miaomiao's eyes, there were only two kinds of people in the world who were omnipotent.
One was her father, and the other was a learned person.
Her father wasn't around, but there was a learned person right here. Miaomiao quickly sent out a distress signal.
"I'll get it for you. What do you want to eat?" Wei Ziqi's mother used to work several jobs a day. When there was no place for him to go, he would stay and study in a corner of the place where his mother worked.
His mother once worked as a cleaner in such a high - class hotel. Even if he hadn't eaten pork, he had seen a pig run.
"I want to eat meat and something sweet. Anything will do!" Miaomiao named her two favorite kinds of food. There was nothing she didn't like as long as it was meat or something sweet.
In a way, little Miaomiao was actually a good kid who wasn't picky about food.
"Okay. Go and sit over there. I'll come as soon as I get the food." Wei Ziqi casually pointed to a table and told Miaomiao to wait there. Then he turned around to get a plate and pick up food.
Miaomiao obediently walked to the seat and sat down, waiting quietly for the food.
"I heard that in this competition, that old guy Xuanyuan also sent his disciple, his last - accepted disciple."
"Hehe, that old fool still doesn't give up. It seems he didn't learn his lesson last time."
"Hahaha, who cares? He's been hiding in Nancheng for so many years. I specially inquired about it some time ago. His lousy martial arts school is about to be demolished. He's as poor as a stray dog."
"What do you mean 'as'? He is! By the way, what's the name of his last - accepted disciple?"
"Her name seems to be Lin Miaomiao. She's not from a martial - arts family. She probably only knows some basic skills. She's not a threat."
"Well, we can't say that. Xuanyuan Qi also emerged out of nowhere back then. If he hadn't been so arrogant and inexperienced when he was young, we wouldn't have gotten the better of him. Anyway, we should still be careful. Let's arrange for her to face Liao Che in the first round. Let her be out of the competition early. I can't stand the sight of her."
Lin Miaomiao? Xuanyuan Qi?
Weren't those her and her master's names?
Miaomiao turned around curiously. The people talking were an old man with a white beard and a middle - aged man.
The old man with the white beard had a steady breath. Every inhalation and exhalation was like a kind of internal breathing exercise. He was a master, but not as good as her master. The middle - aged man had a big belly and was a bit bald.
Well, he was just an ordinary person.
But why were they talking about her and her master's names?
Miaomiao had a hunch that something was not right, but she didn't know what it was.