villain king

Chapter 322 Riding a Bicycle with a Sponge

Yu Qianchan went on stage to warm up the scene, to help Ji Yun stabilize his state.

Meng Hetang was also clever, and directly hugged Yu Qian's arm and pulled him off.

Patting his chest with lingering fear, Guo Degang said: "Scare me, I thought he was going to bite me."

Ji Yundao: "You don't have any security here."

"You're right, I'll take him to get vaccinated tomorrow."

Ji Yun waved his hand, "That's not what you mean, what do you mean by dogs?"

Guo Degang raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it the black back you said? Black bears are not good at writing, give me a black back."

"I'm not talking about the black back."

"That is?"

"I mean black back, black back for short."

"Good guy, that's Mr. Yu painting my father a layer of paint."

Ji Yun put down his fan, "What should I do? This is the only skill. Dragons are not good at writing, and tigers are not good at writing, so write a lion!"

"My father is also the master who eats a hundred beans without feeling fishy."

"Wen Shizi, Lao Guo, this page can't be turned over, the back is also taken up, the arms are also drawn, and the belly is missing."

Guo Degang stopped him, "Save a good piece of meat for my father."

"It's not bad this time, that's it." Ji Yun compared, "Square and square, don't get your hair on your chest."

"Yes, and startle those two crickets on my father's chest."

Ji Yun shook his head, "No, are you afraid of calling the crickets King Guo Wen?"

"Then what's his plan?"

"He designed the chest hair to look like a lion's mane!"

Guo Degang snorted: "Good guy, my father's chest hair is enough to knit a sweater and still have a lion's head."

"Old Yutou brought up the armrest, hum!"

He put on a show, but before he could speak, the audience in the audience began to chime in: "Please~"

Guo Degang showed his face with a smile, "Everyone under this one has repaired bicycles, right?"

"Yes." Ji Yun nodded, "Maybe Teacher Yu's fathers are among the audience."

"I am!"

The big brother in the audience shouted, which caused another burst of wild laughter.

"Me too~"

A little girl was unwilling to be lonely, and then shouted.

"Good guy, Teacher Yu's father's voice is solid enough."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

When the laughter gradually died down, Ji Yun continued: "Mr. Guo rolled over and lay down, while Mr. Yu held the railing, da da da da."

"call."

Ji Yun let out a long breath, "This is a good essay, it's over in five minutes."

"Huo! Mr. Yu is really skilled."

Ji Yun chuckled: "King Guo Wen looked in the mirror, good guy, there are more than 6000 lice in this belly."

"Hahahahaha."

Lao Guo's reaction was just right, he was stunned for a while, and when everyone finished laughing, he seemed to be bewildered, "Wait a minute, master, which lion?"

"Squeeze the lice, which lice?"

"Hey!" Guo Degang looked disgusted.

"I'm going to make a mistake, what should I do? I won't be able to go shirtless in the future."

"Yes, this louse is too shabby."

Ji Yun nodded, "King Guo Wen still has an idea, let's knit sweaters by ourselves."

"My dad can still knit sweaters?"

"It's so fresh, knitting a sweater by yourself."

"Correct."

"Spin your own wool."

"Correct."

"My own hair."

"Isn't that right!" Guo Degang was furious, "Your father just gave birth."

"Don't you know? Your father loses his chest hair every time the season changes."

Guo Degang raised his eyebrows, "Is this what your wife told you last night?"

"Hahahahaha."

"That's not true. I knit sweaters every day at home. I love to wear them. I don't miss a day in spring, summer, autumn and winter."

"So much love!"

"It's not love either. The main reason is that it can't be taken off. He knits and knits with the chest hair."

"Hi!"

Ji Yun pretended to be Mr. Guo again, "King Guo Wen also looks good when he goes out. He is wearing a chest sweater, one-piece chest wool trousers on his lower body, and chest wool shoes underneath, and a sponge under his armpit."

"You wait." Guo Degang couldn't help it anymore, "I won't say anything about the chest hair jumpsuit in front, why is there a sponge under the armpit?"

Ji Yun said seriously: "Because your father wants to ride a bicycle."

Guo Degang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't realize it, "Riding a bicycle? Holding a sponge? Isn't this next to each other?"

"What's the matter?" Ji Yun saw that Guo Degang hadn't realized the reason, and immediately said disgusted. "You don't understand why you need a sponge when riding a bicycle?"

"What does riding a bicycle have to do with pinching sponges?"

"Oh, King Guo Wen rode the [-]th bar too high. His father couldn't get on it, so he had to dig out his crotch, put his armpit on the beam, and put a sponge between them to prevent it from scratching."

"Hahahahahaha."

Ji Yun landed on one leg, and his right leg was bent, as if it was slanted into the crotch of the bicycle, pedaling hard, with a full sense of image.

Guo Degang gave a thumbs up, "I didn't run away, this is my father."

Ji Yun "straddled" on the bicycle, raised his head and raised his eyebrows at him, "Right? Let's say that he is rigorous in this cross talk, and dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes."

"Okay!" Guo De just stomped his foot and pulled Ji Yun straight up, "Hurry up and tell me your story."

Ji Yun's body was staggered, and he glanced at him sadly.

"King Guo Wen will ride this bicycle to the park to practice morning exercises."

"Okay, master, my father is not worthy of using the word riding."

"Okay." Ji Yun was quite easy to talk to, "King Guo Wen, I just carry this bicycle to the park every day to practice morning exercises."

"If you can use this sponge while carrying it, you can just put it on your shoulders." It's almost done, Guo Degang continued: "My father still practices qigong? What kind of qigong does he practice?"

"What are you practicing, practicing swallowing the sword!"

After Ji Yun said this, he immediately looked at Guo Degang.

This look made Guo Degang himself confused.

Still confused, Ji Yun bent down and compared his feet, stood up again, and compared his head with the other hand.

As soon as he opened his hands, it was Guo Degang's height, and he felt dissatisfied, so he compared his hands again.

Nodding in satisfaction: "It's such a long sword, your father practices swallowing swords every day!"

"Stop! This sword is longer than my father."

"Hahahahahaha."

Guo Degang's height is a stalk that Deyun Club can't get around, saying that the audience laughs once in a while.

"I loved this at that time, but I can't start practicing with such a long sword first."

"Then the long sword is for practicing skewers of candied haws."

"Before practicing swallowing swords, you must first practice swallowing iron balls."

Guo Degang nodded, "This is knowledgeable, you have to open your throat first."

"But it's also difficult for him to practice swallowing an iron ball. What if you really can't get up after swallowing such a big iron ball?"

"Yes."

"You have to drop the iron ball to your stomach, and hold your breath. If it really falls into your stomach, it won't come out."

"Yes, Teacher Yu gave up acrobatics because of this."

(End of this chapter)