"Ding!"
As the phone rang, Huang Lei leisurely picked up the call.
"Hello, who is it?"
When the call connected, an excited and old voice immediately came from the other end of the phone.
"Haha, is it the mushroom house? I want to find that little girl and learn the Xing Yi Fist. Is it convenient?”
Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, Huang Lei frowned again.
"Who the f * ck is this? He actually pretended to be an old man's voice. I really didn't recognize him.”
"Moreover, this guy is deliberately talking about the Xing Yi Martial Arts. He is making fun of me.”
At this moment, Huang Lei couldn't help but think so.
He did not know that the person opposite him was an old martial arts scholar. In Huang Lei's opinion, it must be a guest who had watched the live broadcast about his fifth disciple and deliberately pretended to make fun of him.
Hence, Huang Lei's eyes darted around. Then, he said into the phone mischievously,"
"Oh, I'm sorry, sir. You've dialed the wrong number. This isn't a mushroom house, and there's no one practicing Xing Yi Fist here.”
Huang Lei hung up the phone.
After hanging up, he heard Huang Lei say,
"Little brat, you're still a little inexperienced to play with me.”
Huang Lei walked out proudly.
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At this moment, he looked at Meng Weiguo again. After Huang Lei hung up the call, Meng Weiguo could not help but be stunned.
Then, he said to Little Song,"
"Little Song, what happened? You even got the wrong number.”
Hearing Meng Weiguo's words, Little Song could not help but feel embarrassed."
"Old Sect Leader, don't be angry, I'll go ask again.”
As he spoke, Little Song used his powerful connections to ask again.
After a series of inquiries, Little Song couldn't help but feel puzzled. This was the f * cking call.
Helplessly, Little Song could only tell Meng Weiguo everything in detail,"
"Old Sect Leader, I've already confirmed it. This phone number is correct.”
Hearing Little Song's words, Meng Weiguo shook his head. After that, he made another call.
At this moment, in the small courtyard of the mushroom house, Huang Lei had just walked out of the house when his phone rang again.
Huang Lei's lips curled into an evil smile as he listened to his phone ring.
"Hey, another call."
Huang Lei turned around and walked back into the mushroom house. He picked up the phone again and said,"
"Hello, who is it?"
On the other end of the phone, Meng Weiguo said gloomily,"
"I've confirmed that this is the mushroom house. I'm Meng Weiguo, the grandpa of Meng Meiqi, the girl who participated in Mars 101.”
Hearing Meng Weiguo's words, Huang Lei could not help but be stunned. He thought about it for a while before he understood what Meng Weiguo meant.
Other than learning Xingyi Fist from her grandfather, Meng Meiqi also participated in a talent show called Mars 101.
In the end, he debuted in C position.
During the competition, there were reports about Meng Meiqi's family background. It was said that her grandfather was a martial arts master, Meng Weiguo.
Although Huang Lei did not pay much attention to these young artistes who had just debuted, as someone in the entertainment industry, he had more or less heard of this matter.
Furthermore, Huang Lei had naturally heard of Meng Weiguo, an old martial arts scholar, and he respected him very much.
When he heard someone say that he was Meng Weiguo, the corners of Huang Lei's mouth twitched.
"Who exactly is this guest? He actually pretended to be Old Master Meng for no reason. What kind of person is Old Master Meng? Why would he call our show for no reason?”
"Little brat, if you keep pretending, I'll hang up on you again this time.”
With this thought in mind, Huang Lei said again,
"Oh, I'm sorry. You've dialed the wrong number. This is not the mushroom house.”
After saying that, Huang Lei hung up the phone again and walked out smugly.
As he walked, he heard Huang Lei say proudly,
"If you dare to call me again, I'll hang up on you. I believe that you'll obediently reveal your identity in a few times.”
While Huang Lei was feeling smug, Meng Weiguo was feeling even more depressed.
Other than when he was young and adventuring, no one dared to disrespect him like this after he became a famous martial artist in recent decades.
And today, he had been hung up twice in a row. If word got out, it would be a joke.
Meng Weiguo looked at his last disciple and said,"
"Xiao Song, are you sure you gave me the right number?”
"I…I'm sure."
Hearing Old Master Meng's words, Little Song was a little discouraged. However, this phone call was confirmed by him from many sources. This really shouldn't be wrong.
Just when Meng Weiguo and the last disciple, Little Song, were confused, Meng Meiqi, who was standing at the side, couldn't help but giggle.
As he laughed, he heard her say,
"Old man, you don't have to blame Uncle Song, because you called the mushroom house. It was Teacher Huang Lei who picked up the call. He probably didn't believe it was really you, so he hung up on purpose.”
"When you called me earlier, I was watching the live broadcast. I saw everything.”
It turned out that when Meng Weiguo was on the phone, Meng Meiqi was watching the live broadcast. She was afraid that it would affect her grandfather's call, so she lowered her voice so that Meng Weiguo couldn't hear the live broadcast.
After hearing his precious granddaughter's words, Meng Weiguo also knew the truth.
At this moment, Meng Weiguo stroked his beard and narrowed his eyes like an old fox.
"Heh, you still dare to tease an old man like me. Huang Lei, this kid, is really sly. Back then, so many martial arts practitioners were played by me, so how could I not be able to play Huang Lei, this young man.”
"How dare you lie to me? Let's see how this old man will make him obediently admit his mistake.”
At this moment, in the mushroom house, Huang Lei was still happily waiting for the guest to call for the third time. However, he had no idea that because of his skin, he had already been targeted by an old martial arts scholar.
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