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"Come, son, let me ask you a simple question. ”

Wang Ying looked at the college entrance examination transcript in his father's hand, and his heart was already cold.

"Is there anyone with a lower score than you?"

Wang Yingmeng raised his head, as if he saw hope.

Before he could speak, his father followed.

"Except for Ma Yequan, don't take him on your back every time, you have been greedy for the past three years, and you have taken my and your mother's hard-earned money, just take the double-digit test, right?"

The old man obviously became more and more angry the more he spoke, and he was already groping for weapons from the side.

Wang Ying looked at his mother on the side for help, thinking that she had the best temper on weekdays.

"Mom. ”

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He screamed aggrievedly.

With a big smile on her lips, his mother grabbed the slippers that his father had just picked up.

"Don't take slippers. ”

"Mom, I knew you were the best. ”

Wang Ying looked grateful.

"This thing doesn't hurt, change to a stronger one. ”

"Mom"

Wang Ying suddenly felt dark, and roared in despair.

"Don't call me Mom, I don't have a son like you, you white-eyed wolf"

In an instant, in the whole room, an angry couple with rolling pins and slippers frantically chased Wang Ying

The next morning, the sun was shining, Wang Ying, Ma Yequan, and two people stood at the door of an Internet café.

Ma Ye is all Wang Ying's hair is small, one meter seven tall, two hundred in weight, in this thing's own words, when he peed, he never saw his own bird.

"What was going on in your house yesterday?"

"Mixed doubles, where is your house. ”

"Home run, I'm a homeless orphan now, and my dad tore up every page of my household register. ”

Wang Ying's face was depressed.

"Now there is more trouble, my grades are too poor, I can't go to regular school, my family plans to let me go to the army,"

"It's so hard and tiring to be a soldier, can you stand it?"

"I'm not afraid of being bitter or tired, the problem is that I can't stand it without a girl."

Brother Pony nodded seriously.

"Yesterday I was kicked out of the house, played cards all night, and still lost, I was really convinced. ”

"Do you still have the heart to play cards, are you because you have a big belly?"

"What can I do, I don't want to know, these days when relatives and friends see my parents, it's how much your son has, or who's who's one, two, three, I want to go home, I have to be beaten every day, I'll live here for a few days, promote the rank, play mahjong, and wait for my father and mother to be angry. ”

"Do you have a long head to show your height, Lao Tzu is about to be assigned to the frontier, and he still has the heart to play League of Legends with you"

"Can you change their decision"

"Then find a way to change. ”

"Either way, we're trying to figure out a way after this fight"

Wang Ying thought to himself that it would be just a handful anyway, and there was nothing.

"Okay. ”

The two of them entered the Internet café, from morning to afternoon, if Wang Ying didn't take the college entrance examination well and was afraid to go home to continue the mixed doubles, the two would definitely go straight to the all-night.

Coming out of the Internet café, Wang Ying was really depressed in his heart, thinking about what he would have to face after he went back, he was scared in his heart.

When he was about to get downstairs, Wang Ying slowed down, and there was a bun shop behind him, and he was a little hungry.

Wang Ying regretted that he didn't study hard, and his entire high school was dedicated to League of Legends and CF, and he has always longed for college life.

He sat on the ground, lit a cigarette for himself, and felt that life was dim.

A man dressed as a lama appeared next to him, about forty years old, sitting cross-legged on the floor.

"Young man, I am the eighth generation of the reincarnation of Gonggala Living Buddha, have you encountered anything troubled?"

Wang Ying thought to himself where this stupid guy came from, and he was really depressed and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"Young man, I am the eighth generation of the reincarnation of Gonggala Living Buddha, handsome and dashing Buddha, looking at your sad face, I may be able to help you. ”

The lama clasped his hands together.

"It is my life's mission to be charitable to all living beings. ”

Wang Ying was a little sarcastic.

"Also handsome and dashing Buddha. ”

"Handsome and chic is my Dharma name, the reincarnation of the eighth generation of Gonggala Living Buddha. ”

"Okay, handsome and dashing Buddha, you can arrange for me to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University. ”

Wang Ying dealt with it casually.

"Young man, there is no pie in the sky, the mentality is not right, it is difficult to achieve great things, Confucius has clouds, he suffers hardship, he is a master, the cycle of cause and effect in the past life, the fate of this life, Mencius Yiyun, Confucius is right, I am the reincarnation of the eighth generation of Gonggala Living Buddha, this seat"

"Alright, alright. ”

Wang Ying was a little impatient.

"Since I can't, shut up for me, people who have nothing to do with me are, and they are worthless to me, just like Obama, in my eyes will always be just an ADC, I'm annoyed, I don't have time to pay attention to you, Gonggala Living Buddha." ”

"Young man, I am the reincarnation of the eighth generation of Gonggala Living Buddha, handsome and dashing Buddha, inheriting great wisdom and great inheritance, I. ”

"I'm a thief of your mother. ”

Wang Ying greeted the man's face with a punch from the side, and heard the man's "oops" scream, Wang Ying greeted the handsome and dashing Buddha on the side.

"don't slap your face"

After a while, Wang Ying covered his face, his whole body aching, and looked at the lama on the side.

"Young man, I am the reincarnation of the eighth generation of Gonggala Living Buddha, handsome and dashing Buddha, inheriting great wisdom and great inheritance, I will purify the evil in your heart, and I wish you an early climb to Elysium. ≮あ书⇄語⇉屋➶www.sHuYueWu.Com≯"

The lama smiled triumphantly.

Wang Ying was a little scared, he really couldn't beat this lama, just now after he made his first punch, he was held down by this lama and beaten violently.

"You and I are not related, what do you want to do if you pester me so much?"

"Help you solve your troubles, purify the evil in your heart, and lead you to Elysium. ”

The lama's expression was serious.

"Did you help for nothing?"

Wang Ying asked again.

The lama looked Wang Ying up and down, his hands folded.

"Poor Dao wants to eat a drawer of steamed buns. ”

His eyes lit up.

"Stuffed with pork and green onions, and then ask for a bowl of millet porridge, Amitabha Buddha and the poor monk will be able to solve problems for you"

Wang Ying inadvertently glanced at this product twice, where did this fool come from, if you want to eat steamed buns, just say it.

Ten minutes later, Wang Ying and the lama sat in the bun shop, two drawers of steamed buns under their stomachs, and millet porridge was also drunk.

The lama stretched out his hand at Wang Ying.

"Here, give me a cigarette. ”

He took a cigarette in his mouth, raised one foot, stepped on the stool on the side, shook his head, swallowed the clouds and spitted fog, squinted, and looked like an old society.

"The poor monk said early that the poor way can solve your problem, you just need to tattoo yourself. ”

The lama lifted the clothes from his chest from the side.

"As long as you have this, you will definitely not be able to pass the physical examination of being a soldier. ”

Wang Ying stared at the lama's chest, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it felt.

"Popeye?"

When the lama heard this, he quickly nodded and stretched out his thumb.

"It's really fateful, you are the first person to say this tattoo accurately, Purdue is destined to have great wisdom"

"What's over there, spinach?"

"No, it's chest hair, it's time to take a shower. ”

The lama hurriedly covered his clothes and folded his hands.

"I am the eighth generation. ”

"Stop, stop, you say, what else do you want to do. ”

Wang Ying is a fastidious person, free and generous, this old lama's words really made him think of a way to deal with it.

When the lama heard this, he was very happy, and he also felt that the king had won the way.

"Boss, two drawers of buns, take them away"

Wang Ying touched his chin, thinking to himself, don't you want to eat some steamed buns, as for being so ruthless, I think I will do it first, I have not beaten anyone, and I deserve it.

The lama looked unfathomable.

"If you are destined, you won't eat your two drawers of buns for nothing, this is for you, you go to the fork tattoo parlor, and I can give you a tattoo for free. ”

The lama handed Wang a bullet casing.

"It's three drawers of steamed buns, and a bowl of millet porridge. ”

Wang Ying looked at the bullet casing, and his heart was inexplicable, but after thinking about it, there was nothing to lose by trying.

Anyway, as long as he doesn't go to be a soldier, Wang Ying will give up everything.

The door of the fork tattoo parlor is extremely small, the first floor is a variety of patterns for guests to choose from, the second floor is a place dedicated to tattoos, and the tattoo parlor has only one proprietor, short hair, and more than forty years old.

Originally, at the beginning, the proprietress was quite enthusiastic about introducing various tattoos and prices, but when the proprietress saw the bullet casing, her attitude was like a different person.

"Come here, the following is not for you. ”

Wang Ying was a little puzzled, and followed the proprietress to the second floor, and the proprietress handed Wang Ying a photo album, in addition to the Transformers is Popeye, as well as Cherry Maruko, Ultraman.

"I'm here to watch cartoons."

The proprietress looked disdainful.

"Whoever comes with a bullet casing can only tattoo these patterns, you can pick one. ”

Wang Ying was immediately suppressed, thinking about the popeye on the lama's chest just now.

"There is no domineering point for the age group 8 years old and above"

"Look at the back, this wolf head is domineering enough."

The first time Wang Ying saw this wolf head, he was deeply attracted by this wolf head, but he just didn't understand what this wolf head and Popeye meant when they were put together.

"Okay, that's him. ”

Wang Ying went to bed, thinking that this was still taking advantage, if this thing was a serious tattoo for a lot of money, the power of this bullet shell was really not small, and the appearance of that lama appeared in his mind again.

The tattoo lasted for a full ten hours, and because he was in a hurry to get home, the tattoo was done, and he didn't look closely.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Wang Ying opened the door of his house.

He watched his parents stand there, and took off his coat very calmly.

"Mom, Dad, you see, I got a tattoo on a whim today. ”

Wang Ying smiled calmly, his heart was already open, anyway, he didn't want to be a soldier, and the rest was done.

He saw his parents, like two hungry tigers, rushing at him.

This time it was even more ruthless.

"You white-eyed wolf, I raised you so big for nothing, and I will kill you with a tattoo and a white-eyed wolf"

At the beginning, Wang Ying didn't react to this sentence, until he was almost killed, lying on the bed, dying and admiring his tattoo, he saw that this domineering wolf head was actually white at the eyes, and there were no eyeballs

"What the fuck is this, you shitty lama"

Wang Ying lay on the bed and screamed.

"Sneeze"

In a small hotel, Gonggala sneezed.

"Which king and eight calves are scolding the poor?"

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