The First Chaos In History

Volume One, Several Pawn Shops, Chapter One Hundred [Too Anxious Flag" Flies (End of Volume One)

In the afternoon, it continued to be a cultural performance. I didn't want to go. Song Qing went to take care of Li Bai before dinner. I asked him to find a way to get our visa machine.

After a good night’s sleep, I called Yan Jingsheng. He said that they had been divided into several groups to separate activities. The soldiers were visiting the zoo. After watching a movie, they suddenly wanted to go to the train. Now 300 is already there again. The train station is gathered.

I thought about it, watching the train? Standing in the school and looking into the distance, you can see the train, but why did they go to the station to see? I have always known that they have a secret secret. Although the answer to the mystery cannot be revealed in the end, it seems that they are going to leave. It is likely that they are allocating manpower and routes to the station. Going to the zoo and watching movies is just a small group of people they sent to confuse Yan Jingsheng, but I really can't think of what they want to do. If you want to get revenge on Qin Hui, you should defend me.

Forget it, I can't figure it out, I don't want to worry about it. It's not enough to watch these 300 die every day. If you want to leave, don't you want to leave as soon as the martial arts conference is intact. There is no permanent banquet in the world.

Even if the five-member group will never leave me, one year later-no, not a year, they will have to leave after more than 10 months. I suddenly envied the kid Jin Shaoyan. He played, played, and slept. I don't think I remember anything anymore.

I was feeling sad, Shiqian jumped in through the window and scolded me with anger: "Can you walk through the door?"

Shi Qian looked at me wonderingly and said, "Why are you in my room?" Then he climbed on the glass and glanced aside, hurriedly waved to me and apologized, "Excuse me, I went wrong."

I didn't realize it until he passed: This is the third floor! This kid doesn't know if I "take" the knife that I gave to the director of education, and if the person on the roof of the movie theater last time, he didn't have time to ask.

I looked at my watch at 4 pm, so I got up, and I was going to see if there was anything wrong. The corridor was empty. Some of the heroes went shopping, and the rest should be sleeping. The bandits who didn’t pursue it were so happy. .

When I came to the stadium, there were a lot fewer people in the afternoon. Almost all the teams that will have a game tomorrow are going to recharge their energy. The people who come are either spectators or cheerleaders. I went to the VIP seat and went in to see that none of us were there. , There was only one middle-aged man sitting in the first row with a small child, who looked like the second or third grade of elementary school, lying on the table doing his homework seriously.

The middle-aged man saw that I was holding the key in my hand and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I see the door here is open and it is too hot, so I brought the child in." I said, "It's okay. It's for someone to sit on."

I chatted with him for a while, only to realize that he is a physical education teacher of a nearby elementary school, obsessed with martial arts, the school issued an admission ticket and brought the children. I touched the little boy's head and found that he was drawing: an angry, cross-browed man with his hips akimbo was facing a monster with triangular eyes that was more than three times higher than himself. Although the brushwork is clumsy, the villain's angry and undaunted expression is so vivid, I asked him, "Who are you painting this?"

The little boy didn't look up and said, "It's Dad." The middle-aged man smiled, very pleased.

I pointed to the triangular-eyed monster again and said, "Who is this again?"

Little boy: "It's mom."

The middle-aged man looked at me awkwardly, and I looked at him understandingly, and gave out the kind of tacit smile between men. I and Yanyue said to the child: "Can you give this picture to my uncle?"

The little boy said embarrassingly: "But this is my drawing homework."

"How about uncle doing homework for you and giving it to uncle?"

The little boy handed me both the pen and the notebook. I drew two beautiful **** and gave them back to him. The little boy exclaimed, "Uncle, you paint so well. Are you a painter?"

As I promised blindly, I thought to myself: The quality of children nowadays has indeed improved. Like when we were young, who never painted the bastard? And also write "Wang Xiaoming is a badass" and "Zhang Xiaohua is a dog" on the cover of Wang Ba. Our elementary school student who can paint Wang Ba is the best. Now he is an engineer from the Bridge Design Institute, who specializes in drawing drawings. A classmate who likes to write words in the cover of Wang Ba, who hasn’t written, now works in the Bureau of Statistics.

The little boy got the bastard. He tore off the picture of domestic violence and gave it to me. If I got a treasure, I took it and walked out. I walked to the door and said to the middle-aged man: "Just slam the door when you leave. —" I said to the kid again, "Draw a few more lines on the babe's back, and talk to the teacher about the tortoise."

The school flag finally has it! Although it does not have any of the factors I expected, it is more in line with the purpose of our school. The angry and determined villain represents that our school is a new force and full of fighting spirit. Of course, the "monster" represents the evil force. -Never compromise in front of evil forces. There is nothing more suitable for a newly opened civil and martial arts school.

Moreover, this painting says that it is abstract and not abstract. It is quite surreal and Picasso’s early style. To say it is too simple and casual, BMW’s two pie and Bentley’s flying "B" Not necessarily better than mine.

I returned to the hotel. Before I entered the lobby, I saw a beautiful scenery line with beautiful girls in twos and threes. The corners of the mouth are upwards, showing a dementia look, and they followed them into the hotel. They were all around, chirping and whispering. It seemed that they were all waiting for the companion at the front desk. The girl's long hair was draped down to her waist. I couldn’t see anything in my face, but the figure was really charming. I squinted my eyes and looked around. Baozi called. I hurriedly looked straight and answered the phone. Baozi said, "I left so early in the morning, one day. No home, where did you go?" She said to me while he was silly, and Baozi suddenly said vigilantly: "Where are you? Why are all women's voices all around?"

I know that you can't be too serious about explaining the problem to Baozi, as long as she is serious, she will become more suspicious. We have slept together for two years. To put it mildly, who doesn't know whose urinary bubble?

I deliberately said evilly: "Hey, I'm in the women's bath, are you coming?"

As soon as I said this, I felt weird around me—how could it be so quiet? Those beautiful eyes stared at me intently, some were angry, some were shy, some were stunned, some were contemptuous...

Don't be so serious, I just said that I was in the women's bathhouse, and you didn't really get naked!

At this time, the girl who went through the formalities at the front desk suddenly turned around. Her long hair was so black that it was dazzling and not messy. It made her look firm and calm, and even a bit evil. She turned her head and looked at her. Hold me, squint slowly, terribly, really charming!

But I also know that charming is charming, but it is also terrible-she probably wants to split bricks again, right?

Crescent Girls' Bodyguard School! Unexpectedly, they also live here. These girls themselves are very beautiful, so they love beauty even more. So no one wears team uniforms when they go out to the streets, so I don’t know where they are, so I said something that shouldn’t be said. , So they all look at me with that kind of eyes, you ask what it is like, you go catch a mouse and put it in the cat cage to observe the cat. If it is not enough, put a dog inside and watch the dog.

What Confucius said is good, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. I am now surrounded by a beautiful urn city. I am adored by any wall and there is a danger of life. I want to run, except for Dai Zong who does not want to be a second person. .

Stalemate... I didn't dare to move, and no one of them took the initiative to come up. I was like a poor mosquito, falling among a bunch of frogs, and if I was careless, I would die on the spot.

At this moment, Hu Sanniang walked in from outside the door Shi Shiran, and saw me at a glance. I saw her and didn’t run. It was the first time I saw her. She pinched my neck and walked to the elevator. She didn’t notice the hostile gaze around her from start to finish. She saw the beautiful female captain when we got on the elevator and the elevator door was about to close. Men..." The elevator doors were closed.

In the evening, Baozi led Qin Shihuang, Jing Ke and Li Shishi to the hotel to look for me. Anyway, there were some rooms in the hotel, and the hotel took care of the meals, so I let them live in. Li Shishi didn't want to meet the heroes for the time being, and hid in the room.

And I, holding up that little figure picture everywhere, soliciting opinions, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com Wu Yong looked at it and said, "There is nothing else, you have to write a few words?"

Xiao Rang said: "Whose font you want to use, I'll write it for you."

I saw the drunk Li Bai at a glance. The little old man had white hair and fluttered like an immortal. I thought: In the civil and military school, it would be best for this writer to write a few words. "Research ink!"

He had brought a fountain pen to remodel the brush, but how could he get the ink for him?

At this time, Fatty Ying took a bottle of ink, poured half a cup into a cup, swayed a few times and brought it over. Li Bai was lucky, but his hands kept shaking. Unfortunately, Gao Lishi was not there and no one took him off his boots. I He walked over and said softly in his ear: "I will study ink for you, Qin Shihuang!"

Li Bai was very refreshed when he heard this, and he wrote the words "Yucai Civil and Martial Arts School" with a single brush. I sent it overnight to do it. Since then, this flag has been flying with us for a long time, a long time...

Thinking about the original intention of this painting, it was painted by someone's wife in a rage, so the name is: too anxious flag! (To be continued, if you want to know what's going on, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)