570:The Prodigal Son (3)
[Yan Ri'an]: Hahahaha-fighting five scumbags, I feel that Zhang Ping was injured, and the anchor's words hit critical damage. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
[Sophie Candy]: Ahem, cough, although I want to laugh too, but Zhang Ping shouldn't understand what Zhan Wuscum's means, right?
[Vegetarian numbers]: I hope I don't understand, and I will be sad if I understand. Having said that, in front of the anchor, who is not a scumbag?
[Laugh for three days]: Hahaha, slap the table, Lao Tie upstairs, what you say is too heart-wrenching.
Zhang Ping showed a wry smile on his face, but his martial arts are really not good, and he has no problem dealing with ordinary people, but if he encounters that kind of ruthless character that is difficult to deal with, he can only lie on the ground and shout 666 to his lord, and sit and watch the lord pick N.
"Lord, what is the other party doing with us?"
Zhang Ping never found out about the person's whereabouts, in addition to being too focused on work, another reason was that he couldn't feel the other party's malice.
Jiang Pengji said, "I don't know, but it's really an interesting person." ”
Zhang Ping was surprised, seeing that the lord had a little interest on his face, he was a little more curious about the "guest" he had never met.
The other party coughed for a long time, and finally calmed down, but Jiang Pengji knew that the person was still next door, enjoying his lunch slowly.
Her appetite is much bigger than that of a normal man, and she eats several times more food per meal.
Zhang Ping was surprised every time that her father-in-law was not strong, and where she loaded so many meals.
After eating and drinking, there was a conversation between the shopkeeper and the strange man outside the dining room.
Jiang Pengji said, "Let him in." ”
After a while, the curtain of the dining room was lifted, and a man in old gray clothes walked in.
The other party was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and his body was thin, and his wide old clothes were put on his body, which made him thinner and thinner.
There is not much flesh on his cheeks, his chin is slightly pointed, his thin lips are abnormally pale blue, and his face is paler than ordinary people.
If it weren't for this person's upright eyebrows and temperament, he would have been regarded as an old rascal who was addicted to alcohol.
When this person appeared, the audience in the live broadcast room was also enthusiastic and active.
[Strive to save the manuscript]: Ahhhh
[Oriental Night]: Anchor, do you want to summon the dragon with all kinds of beautiful men? Elegant people, / wife Wei Zixiao, gentle and duanfang Feng Huaiyu, cute contrast Li Hanmei, foodie stupid Yang Jingrong, virtuous nagging Xu Xiaoyu, mature and gloomy official document...... Now there is another sick, weak, and dissolute unknown young man who looks good...... The appearance of this live broadcast room is so high.
[Tang Xiaoyao is also me]: Hahaha, there is nothing wrong with these descriptions, but what the hell is the foodie stupid Yang Jingrong? Be careful Yang Si talks to you in the middle of the night, and the description of the people on Wei Cimei's side is clearly - think more about yin and poison, and make good use of poisonous tricks.
[Xiuxian is too cool]: If Yang Sinan really settles accounts in the middle of the night, remember to notify him to come to the baby's bed, the bed is warm.
Jiang Pengji glanced at the visitor, and the other party didn't see him at all, so he cheekily found a place close to Jiang Pengji and sat down.
She said, "I don't want to die young, orphans have no one to take care of, so it's better to quit cold food." ”
The man looked at Jiang Pengji, and Zhang Ping also looked at the strange man in surprise.
"Han Shisan, you have taken it for at least four years, if you continue like this, you should also go to Lord Yama to report. You have recently taken Cold Food Powder, and the interval is getting shorter and shorter, and if you don't make up your mind to quit again, you can think about which grave to bury after death. Can you try to enjoy the taste of hair? If you have a seizure and you can't buy cold food powder, do you think you have the perseverance not to ask for help?" she asked with a natural expression, "I can see that you are a very proud person, and you should not want others to see your most embarrassing side." ”
The young man could still have a disdainful smile, but the more he listened, the worse his face became, and his painted eyes were fierce, and Zhang Ping was confused when he heard it.
Jiang Pengji said to herself, "Forget it, I don't think you're suitable." ”
The young man was surprised, he didn't say anything, and the resentment and anger in his heart soared a little.
"What do you mean by that?"
Jiang Pengji said unceremoniously, "Although you didn't say anything, when you came in, I knew everything." You observe me and Xiheng all the way, do you really think that I am unconscious? I think, you are probably a talent recruited by Zixiao in a letter, observe whether I am suitable...... However, the sage can choose the Lord, and the Lord can choose the Lord. When you came in, I thought you weren't suitable. ”
Zhang Ping was stunned, and really wanted to step forward and cover his father-in-law's mouth.
If the young man was really introduced by Wei Ci, he must be a great talent.
My lord can't die like this!
Seeing Zhang Ping's tangled expression, the young man was in a slightly better mood, and still spoke harshly.
"Such a fool is the Ming Lord that Wei Zixiao is optimistic about?"
Not understanding it was a ridicule, which made him extremely unhappy.
"There are many talents in the world, and there is no shortage of people who cause trouble and die. How many years can you do it for me with this body?" Jiang Pengji also sneered back, "Think about it, how long can your mind be clear during the time you took it twice?"
A sober brain is a necessary condition for a strategist, and young people are addicted to it, and Jiang Pengji really doesn't dare to use it casually.
Talent is talent, but not all talents can be used.
The young man was silent for a moment, carefully thinking back to Jiang Pengji's previous words, and then realized that she was not without purpose.
"Zixiao told you?"
He had been taking Hanshisan for some years, but his social circle was very small, and Liu Xi would not know about it, unless Wei Ci was too talkative.
Jiang Pengji said honestly, "No, Zixiao didn't say anything, he didn't even tell me who he wrote to." ”
The young man was quite interested in making things difficult, "I think I have the ability to help the world, and if you say that you can rush it, you are not afraid that I will hold a grudge?" Although Fengyi County is a rare and fertile land in the north, the terrain is not good, and it is easy to attack and difficult to defend. If I have the heart to take revenge on the shame, I am not incapacitated. ”
Jiang Pengji didn't even raise her eyelids, and taunted back, "Continue to obey, your body can live to that age, count me as losing." ”
The corners of the young man's mouth twitched, and he almost couldn't hold back.
Is there anyone in the world who is cheaper than him?
Zhang Ping was afraid that the young man would leave with his sleeves up, but the young man did not get angry and left, and even mocked each other with his father-in-law, saying mean words.
It has the immediate sense of meeting an opponent in chess.
Talent of this year...... He really couldn't understand it.
The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't understand it.
Yang Si before, Feng Zhen now, do they all have masochism?
If they were strategists, and they ran into such a bad boss as the anchor, they would have slapped the table and left.
The young man's surname is Feng's name is true, and his words are real, and he is from Anshan County, Zhangzhou.
Feng Zhen frowned, still unimpressed, "...... Cold food scatter...... Is it really that harmful?"