Pan Jiahao was stunned and fell into the second difficult long test in his life:

Oh, yes, Miss Xiao Zhao is wearing an anklet, how did she change her inside?

"Pan Jizheng," Hao Shuang didn't give Pan Jiahao a chance to take the exam, he calmly endured Hao Shuang's fist, and looked at Pan Jiahao seriously, "My third question is, Mei Chaofeng has practiced the Nine Yin White Bone Claws for so many years, and her fingers are so sharp, how did she solve the problem of wiping her ass after Gong Gong? Will she accidentally open five holes in her ass?"

Mei Chaofeng cut five holes in her ass?

Liu Shasha immediately flashed a beautiful scene in her mind, and she directly laughed and cramped.

She hugged Hao Shuang's arm with one hand, covered her stomach with the other, and laughed breathlessly, "Ouch, no, no, no, Hao Shuang, please don't ask any more questions, my stomach is about to burst with laughter!"

Although through the thick woolen skirt, Hao Shuang still felt a wave of uneven tremors.

He couldn't help but be stunned.

is worthy of being born in a school of accounting, and the little girl's capital is really not small, and it may even be greater than the capital of genuine Liu Xiaoqing.

Seeing Liu Shasha hugging Hao Shuang's arm and laughing wildly, Aaron Kwok felt that his fragile heart had been hurt by a thousand points of critical blows.

it!

This time, I was really careless in Jingzhou!

I didn't expect this kid in front of me to be so cunning!

It must be Xiao Pingxin of Caifeng Ceramics who told him that he likes to read Jin Yong's martial arts novels, and then he deliberately looked for three partial problems, and took them out to give himself a surprise attack at this time.

Yes, it must be sauce purple!

If it hadn't been premeditated, how could such a strange and insidious question be asked in such a hasty time?

As for the question that this kid said about these problems when he usually read Jin Yong's martial arts novels, Pan Jiahao resolutely did not believe it.

How should a person's head be deformed, so that such a strange problem arises when reading Mr. Jin Yong's novels?

Unless he's insane!

But is this kid in front of him a psychopath?

Apparently not!

Since it is not a neuropathy, no matter how much this kid is scheming, it is impossible to have too many such strange problems, and being able to piece together such three is believed to be the limit of his intelligence.

Thinking of this, Pan Jiahao secretly glanced at Hao Shuang.

Seeing that Hao Shuang didn't mean to continue asking at all, he was suddenly convinced!

Really!

I judged it right, racking my brains to piece together these three partial problems is already the limit of this kid.

If he still has a problem with the wrong door, how can he not take advantage of the situation and run out to embarrass himself?

After pouring himself a big bowl of chicken soup for the soul, Pan Jiahao regained his self-confidence.

"Wow, it's good enough! It's super good!" Pan Jiahao applauded, "Mr. Hao, although I don't make people offend you in some way, let you go to such great lengths to target others. But no matter how much effort you put into it in advance and how much time you spend, being able to come up with these three questions in the end is worth a round of applause. ”

Your sister's!

Am I targeting you?

And put in the effort in advance, painstakingly and deliberately?

Aaron Kwok, you are so shameless, does your mother know?

Hao Shuang was so angry that he was happy.

"Pan Jizheng, you can't be suffering from persecution delusion syndrome, are you? Why should I target you?"

"How do I make it?" Pan Jiahao shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe it's to steal the limelight, maybe it's just that I don't like that I'm a Taiwanese." ”

"Steal your sister's limelight!" Hao Shuang knocked on the table with his hand, "We met for the first time today, and we only sat at this wine table to know that you like Jin Yong's novels, so how could you prepare questions to target you in advance?"

"Mr. Hao, Biao Jiang," Pan Jiahao shook his head with a look that Lao Tzu had seen through everything, and said to Hao Shuang: "Although it is the first time we have met, people like to read Jin Yong's martial arts novels, and everyone in Caifeng Ceramics Company knows it. ”

"Mr. Hao is a local, and there will definitely be many acquaintances in Caifeng Ceramics Company, and it is not difficult to create people who like Jin Yong's martial arts novels in advance. So you have plenty of time to prepare for some tricky questions in advance, don't you?"

"Mr. Hao, don't explain, explanation is to cover up, and to cover up is to make up a story!" he stretched out his hand to stop Hao Shuang's defense, and said confidently, "In fact, if Mr. Hao wants to prove that he is not deliberately preparing questions in advance to target others, as long as you can ask the questions in Mr. Jin Yong's novel that a family can't answer, even if you don't prepare questions in advance to deliberately target others, it's people who think too much!"

"Is it?" Hao Shuang squinted at Pan Jiahao, "As long as I ask another question from Jin Yong's novel that you can't answer, it can prove that I didn't deliberately prepare the question in advance to really be right for you?"

"That's right!"

Pan Jiahao looked at Hao Shuang confidently, as an expert in Jin Yong's novel research, he didn't believe that this kid in front of him could still ask the fourth strange question that he couldn't answer.

"As long as you can find another question that someone can't answer, they will apologize to you and admit that they thought too much before!"

Hehe!

Hao Shuang couldn't help but sneer.

Small-eyed Aaron Kwok is sending his face to the door for him to smoke!

As a post-90s generation who grew up in the Internet era, he didn't know how many strange questions about Jin Yong's novels he had seen on the Internet in his last life. Not to mention proposing another one, it is easy to raise another difficult question that Aaron Kwok can't answer with sixty or seventy small eyes.

"Okay, Guo Jizheng, no, Pan Jizheng," Hao Shuang took a toothpick in his mouth and squinted at Pan Jiahao, "When you say that, I really think of a question." ”

"What kind of questions, you tell them. Pan Jiahaoyun waved his hand lightly, then leaned back, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea gently, looking relaxed and chic.

"This question is," the toothpick in Hao Shuang's mouth rose and fell with his words, "Xuzhu was taken to the ice cellar of the Xixia Palace by Tianshan Tong's grandmother, and he didn't brush his teeth for more than ten days in a row, why didn't Meng Gu faint when she kissed him?"

Xuzhu hasn't brushed his teeth for more than ten days in a row, why hasn't Menggu been dizzy?

Pan Jiahao was petrified on the spot, and the teacup in his hand slid to the floor with a "snap......