Chapter 5891 (five thousand eight hundred and ninety-one) Apply
The gray-hand man said: "There is really no similarity between that kind of magic and what you and I call 'the same model'."
The man with brown hands said: "If we must say similarities, then it means the names are the same."
The man with gray hands said again: "Name? Haha!"
"Are you smiling like this?" asked the man with brown hands.
"Aren't you surprised?" The man with gray hands asked again.
"I'm not surprised." The brown-hand man said, "After all, I was the one who said the name."
The man with gray hands said: "Yes, it's obviously the name you gave me, and you said it was the same name. I wanted to laugh when I heard it."
The man with brown hands said: "Don't you agree with this name? If you have any good suggestions, you can tell me."
"I don't disagree." The gray-handed man smiled, "That's the name, it's pretty good."
"Then you still smile like that," said the brown-hand man.
"I just think it's fun." The gray-handed man said, "I just made a name for myself, and I used the same word as the name of other people's spells, and then I said it is the same."
The man with brown hands also laughed and said, "Let's call it application. How about that?"
The man with gray hands said: "Actually, you are not just applying it."
The man with brown hands said: "It's really not a direct application. What I'm thinking of is that you and I are in the same mode without knowing it. In the same mode, there is the word 'same' and the word 'model'. I When they are connected together, they are called ‘same model’.”
The gray-hand man said: "So I don't think it's a ploy."
"You said it doesn't count as application if it's not applied?" the man with brown hands said with a smile.
"I agree with you, but you go in the opposite direction." The man with gray hands said.
The man with brown hands added: "Mainly because I think of our past experiences."
"Which experience are you thinking of again?" the gray-handed man asked.
"The tone of your voice when you say this is a bit special." The man with brown hands smiled.
"There is something in his words." The gray-handed man said with a smile.
"What do you want to say?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Just what you think of," said the man with gray hands. "Are you sure?" asked the man with brown hands.
"What's so uncertain about this?" the gray-hand man asked, "I see, that's what you're thinking of."
"What if it's not the case?" the brown-handed man asked with a smile.
"That's awesome." The gray-handed man said.
"If not, is it great?" the brown-handed man asked.
"It proves that you have made a breakthrough." The gray-handed man said.
"What's so great about this?" the brown-hand man asked, "You're really stuck in that pattern."
The man with gray hands said: "Anyway, you and I are in the same mold."
The man with brown hands said, "But is it the same shade?"
"I said it's different, are you satisfied?" the gray-handed man said with a smile.
"Who is deep?" asked the man with brown hands.
"What I want to say is, of course, you are deep." The gray-handed man said.
"Look, you're doing this again, so luckily I didn't say I was satisfied." The brown-handed man said, "If I had said I was satisfied too early, and then heard you say that I had fallen deeper, you would have succeeded again. snort!"
The gray-hand man laughed again and said, "Your 'hum!' sounds really like it."
"Who does it look like?" asked the man with brown hands.
"You know." The gray-handed man said.
"You want to say that I look like a child again, don't you?" the brown-hand man asked deliberately.
"Of course it is." The gray-handed man said.
"I'm right again," said the brown-hand man.
"I'm used to it because I always say it right." said the gray-handed man.
"You haven't explained what you just said," said the man with brown hands.
(End of chapter)