In short, it was very comfortable, so comfortable that the little security guard, who only had the first Chinese, had a poetic and prosperous literati feeling at that moment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Alas, do you think he is elegant and gentle, that means you are still young, you have not experienced too much, too much." The old security guard seemed to have just withdrawn from his thoughts and returned to reality, and his eyes fell on the little security guard, "If you want to say that Jiang Dashao, it is true that he usually looks gentle and elegant, but that is usual, if something really happens, his killing is decisive, resolute, and thunderous, it is definitely not worse than the Gu family." Come, let's go back to the house, and I'll tell you. ”

"Okay, you teach me more, I also left you a box of Yellow Crane Tower in the drawer, I'll give you some of it, and you can tell me about it while you smoke." The little security guard took a few steps ahead and opened the door to the security room for the security captain.

Sitting on the bench in the security room, the security captain took a deep breath of the yellow crane tower on the light blue flame on the lighter lit by the little security guard, and squinted his eyes slightly in the smoke rising from the curling smoke: "I remember that it was fifteen years ago, because Young Master Gu refused to give money to the little hooligans near the elementary school, he was besieged by four or five, no, twenty-four or five thugs, and the location was on a certain unmanned corner in the back street. Young Master Gu, you know, of course, he is not a person who succumbs easily and is easily defeated, but, as the saying goes, a good tiger is hard to beat a pack of wolves, not to mention that at that time, Gu Dashao was only a child less than ten years old. So, he was beaten down by the gangsters, and then stubbornly and strongly; Then he was knocked down again, and then he was stubborn and strong to get up; After that, he was knocked down again, and then stubbornly and strongly; Then ......"

The little security guard finally couldn't bear to interrupt the words of the security captain: "Brother Li, I know, in short, Gu Dashao is very stubborn and strong, he was knocked down again and again and got up again, and then what?" ”

The old security guard nodded, and looked at the little security guard approvingly with a teachable gaze: "Yes, he was knocked down again and again and got up again and again, the corners of his mouth have burst, the frames of his eyes have been bruised, blood has fallen to the ground from dots along his nose, and bright red flowers have bloomed......"

The little security guard looked at the "senior" in front of him with admiration. He suddenly discovered that Captain Li had more literary accomplishment and literati feelings than himself!

Could it be that every security guard has the talent to become a generation of writers? Even if you can't become a literary master, at least, it should be okay to write a novel or something.

The little security guard secretly made up his mind, and when he went back tonight, he began to conceive his first online novel, and when he wrote 10,000 words, he posted it on the Internet called "What Niang", and the screen name was "The Third Uncle of the Western School", because his hometown is from the west, or "The World Rises" can also be ......

"At this critical moment!" The old security guard's suddenly aggravated tone pulled the little security guard's thoughts back to reality.

The little security guard's gaze froze suddenly, and he looked at the old security guard with concern.

The old security guard continued with satisfaction: "At this critical moment, a beautiful-looking, well-behaved and gentle little boy who looked harmless to humans and animals respectfully walked up to the boss of the little gangsters who was watching the battle from the sidelines, and showed him a cute and gentle smile. Then the little boy politely said, 'I'll give him his money, is 200,000 yuan enough?' ’”