Dichlorvos Chronicle

Qiao Jiu didn't bother with him on the issue of literacy at all, but said very kindly: "It's okay baby, I'll read it to you word by word."

Xie Liang said: "How do I know that you must be reading the words above?"

Qiao Jiu said: "Then if I randomly find someone to read, will you say that I arranged in advance to cheat you with that person?"

Xie Liang smiled and said, "Master Jiu is wise."

Qiao Jiu put away the papers slowly, not looking angry at all.

Xie Liang knew that he definitely wouldn't just let it go, so he took the initiative to ask about the paperwork, wondering if he pressed it with his own hands.Qiao Jiu glanced at him: "You don't remember what you did when you were drunk that day?"

Xie Liang thought about it carefully, then shook his head.

He could only remember going to take a bath, and then he forgot about it. He didn't even know how to get back to bed.But he has never been crazy about drinking before, and he doesn't make noise when he is drunk, he just needs to sleep, he can't drink the wine here and start to be crazy, right?

He felt that this possibility was not high.

The biggest possibility is that he fell asleep in the bathtub, and then Qiao Jiu pulled and pressed his hands.

Qiao Jiu said: "You said you wanted to take a bath that day, and then you fell asleep."

Xie Liang said "hmm" and waited for the next article.

Qiao Jiu said: "I went to find you after writing the paperwork and woke you up. You stared at me for a long time and said that you liked me. You insisted on letting me wash with you and serve you well."

Xie Liang: "..."

Qiao Jiu said: "I asked if you could recognize who I am, but you clearly called my name and threatened to get me. I haven't seen such a brazen person for several years, and I was not happy for a while So I tore up the one-month note and changed it to a one-year note."

Xie Liang said: "...then?"

"Then I asked you if you dare to press it. At that time, you still didn't forget to tease me, saying that this is nothing, you can give me your whole body, so you pressed your fingerprint." Qiao Jiu stared at him, "Xie Liang, Now you turn your head and don't recognize it?"

Xie Liang: "..."

Qiao Jiu said: "Do you know, with this document, I can go to the government to sue you."

Xie Liang: "..."

The majestic Ninth Master of Tianhe Pavilion, in order to make me accept my fate, I went to the government to seek justice, baby, you are quite capable.

The two looked at each other, and before they could tell, Fang Yan yelled, and Xie Liang dropped Qiao Jiu temporarily and walked over.

Qiao Jiu was still not in a hurry, and even happily ordered his subordinates to bring a set of tables and chairs, and sat there lazily, drinking tea while watching their training.

Fang Yan called Xie Liang because he wanted to ask about music.

He felt that the chairman of the student union and the background of the rich second generation should have a higher chance of being talented, but unfortunately he thought too well, Xie Liang can only play the piano, and he can only play a few pieces. He couldn't help but said: " Can't you learn Guzheng?"

Xie Liang was helpless: "What guzheng should I learn well?"

Fang Yan said: "Then can you memorize the score? Change it to Guzheng, Guqin or Pipa?"

"They can't understand it after memorizing it," Xie Liang said. "So, find a few luthiers, choose a simple piece and hum it once, and see how well they can play it."

Fang Yan secretly thought that was the only way to go, so he handed over the matter of music to Xie Liang.

He was a little nervous: "Do you think it can be done?"

"I don't know," Xie Liang comforted, "Relax, even if you can't make it, you won't lose a piece of meat."

That being said, Fang Yan was still nervous, and he dragged them to rehearse over and over again, striving to be the best.

The day is over in the blink of an eye, and at night the teahouse is crowded with people, bursting out bursts of applause from time to time, and the atmosphere is extremely hot.

Dou Tianye ended today's story, and told everyone that he had a friend who wanted to open a tailor shop in the future, and made a few sets of clothes by himself, but he didn't know if they were good, so he wanted to show them and let them give their opinions.

Naturally, people didn't mind and said yes.

The waiter in the teahouse then stepped forward to remove the desk and screen, politely asking people to move their seats.

The little workers hired by Xie Liang followed closely behind, carrying wooden boards and small benches, and quickly built a runway according to the boss's request, and the luthiers sat down one by one, ready to start at any time.

With such a busy job, people who were not interested in it stayed behind, wanting to see what they can do.

After a while, the teahouse turned off a few lights, and the light suddenly dimmed. People didn't wait to ask, but just listened to the melodious unfamiliar tune.

This is not as lingering as the usual tunes, but rather lively and with a very special rhythm, they were stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a man in blue stepped onto the stage and walked forward step by step.He wore half a mask on his face, so he couldn't see his specific appearance. When he walked to the end, he stopped for a while, stretched out his arms to show the clothes on his body, and when he turned back, another man in black clothes came up over there.

People thought it was quite fresh, and after a short period of curiosity, they took a closer look at the clothes, and found that they were slightly different from what they usually wear. Apart from the regular clothes, there were also neat martial arts training clothes. The black, red, white and blue colors were very beautiful.And after the man, there are women next, but they are all covered with veils, and they can't see clearly.

Fang Yan deliberately picked a tall man to make their eyes colder, to control all the dusty smell, and then he took it out to meet people.

He couldn't stand it from the beginning of the men's group, and looked at the stage and wept silently, completely unable to stop.

Jin Lailai deliberately picked out a white dress embroidered with gold patterns. After walking around, he saw him crying for a long time. He couldn't help it: "You're almost done. Why cry when you cry?"

"What do you know?" Fang Yan choked up, "I want to hold my own fashion show even in my dreams."

He knew that he was not so lucky, so he was prepared for a long-term hard work. Who would have thought that the design would be copied later, and his parents would take him to see a doctor, which made him feel hopeless in this life, but who would have magically transmigrated into this world , Actually fulfilled the dream.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't stand it. Seeing that it was about to end, he threw himself on Dou Tianye's body, crying even harder with a "wow".

Dou Tianye patted him with no surprise, and asked, "Is the designer going to be on stage soon?"

Fang Yan sobbed: "I want...I want it."

Dou Tianye said: "Then clean up quickly."

Reluctantly, Fang Yan took out a small mirror to wipe his face, and patted some powder on the way. Then he turned his head and saw Jin Lailai next to him, watching the clothes he designed with his own hands on the model, and burst into tears again.

Jin Lailai: "..."