Coming down from the basketball court, Wang Shiyi was already tired!

I'm tired, but this Sunday, it's very fulfilling, I accompanied the two scumbags in the morning, walked around Shiyan Lake with the factory flower wheat at noon, and returned to the factory to play the game in the evening!

It would be nice to have more "Sundays" a week!

The game is over, and the excitement is gone!

Everything is back to its former peace!

When he returned to the dormitory with a tired body, it was actually boiling, and the boiling scene was no less than the stadium.

Old men were in a heap and were playing poker.

"Alas, I lost again! The landlord of the old society is so good, this landlord who plays cards is really not good!" An old man with a duck throat sighed while shuffling the playing cards, and sat down several times in succession, losing a few in a row.

"The landlord of the old society is good, at the poker table, you are the landlord to show Lao Tzu and tell you that you only have the life to be beaten! An old man with a hoarse voice, throwing away the small half of the cigarette in his hand, said excitedly.

He won tonight, he had money coming in, and his heart was happy.

"You are still too tender, I have Wang Fang in my hand, you actually dare to rob the landlord with me, you are really a kind! I don't rob you, I just want to see your jokes, you have the ability, try to be a landlord in the next game." An old man with a hen's throat called out in a threatening tone.

You kid won't rob me, I'll sit in the village and win! When the hen thinks of the duck's throat, she wants to slap him and let him be a good man.

You can't smoke a slap, but if you want to block my money, you have a kind of continue to block it, and you won't let you lose and take off your pants and let you go!

"What's the matter, Lao Tzu has money, and this time I have to sit in the village. As soon as the duck's throat was smacked by the hen, he became angry and said quite domineeringly.

After he finished speaking, he shuffled the cards in his hand several times, shuffling the cards while closing his eyes.

"It's also empty if you invite Taishang Laojun, you can't lose it!" said the hen in a fierce voice.

"As long as you continue to sit in the village, I will definitely support you and buy your horse. A loud voice next to him took out a hundred yuan from his wallet, smashed it on the table with his hand and said, he was instigating the duck to continue to sit in the village and turn the tables.

Wang Shiyi found it interesting, and also gathered around to watch, playing poker, without these gunpowder-flavored words, it was like a pot of food lacking a little salt, and he always felt bored.

"No matter how much you wash, you will not catch the king, and the more you wash, the more weak your heart will become. The hen said with her eyes fixed on the shaking card in the duck's throat.

"Hehe, old man, this time is not as good as the last time, you just wait and see!" Duck Gong finished speaking, and smashed the washed playing cards on the table.

After drawing the cards, sure enough, the big drama of robbing the village to be the landlord was unfolded between the throat of the duck male and the throat of the hen.

"How dare you ask for it this time?" said the hen in a sinister voice.

"I dare to ask for it!" "The duck will never admit defeat.

"Excuse me, have you caught the king in your hand?" said the hen with a strange smile on her face.

When the duck heard this, he said loudly: "Count you ruthless, this time I will let you win, I won't sit in the bank." ”

The hen turned over the three hole cards in her throat, and oh my God, the big and small kings are actually there!

"Hahahaha, I'm going to make you lose your panties this time!" said the hen as she touched the three cards.

The duck kept staring at the hole cards, then slapped his brain with his hand, as if he was resentful of his brain for making a wrong decision, and then slammed the cards in his hand on the table, and said, "I'm going to the bathroom!"

When the onlookers saw this, they all burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, can you show some mercy, look at it, it's all out of his, you're amazing!" an old voice shouted, giving a thumbs up to the hen's throat.

"Let's see if he dares to come on stage next time!" said another old voice.

"Disperse, take a shower and sleep!" shouted another man at the table.

"Take a bath and go to bed!" shouted the man who had been holding his head high to buy a horse just now.

As soon as the duck heard that it was about to end, he hurriedly pushed open the door of the bathroom and swaggered out.

"It stinks, so it's better to stay away from me. The hen shouted.

The duck boy ran forward, hugged the hen tightly, and kissed his rough old face loudly amid the laughter of the old men.

The dormitory was boiling again.

It was the final climax of the weekend.

Without the big drama of playing poker, everyone wilted all of a sudden, and in the collective dormitory, several contagious yawns sounded after a while.

The next day, the sun was shining!

When the sun of the latest week climbed up from the majestic Yangtai Mountain behind the Yingren Stone, her warm light began to shine in the sky above the Maite Hardware Factory.

February is about to pass, and Shen Bin has already earned enough points, and he is unstoppable as soon as he rides ahead.

Not only is Shen Bin out of reach, but the top three in the ranking are also hopeless for Wang Shiyi.

In March, we must surpass Shen Bin and strive to win the first place. Wang Shiyi lay on the bed and secretly made up his mind.

Since the last time he made a grinding table, overtook in the corner, and surpassed Shen Bin, Wang Shiyi was full of confidence in the grinding workshop rankings.

Fighting brute force, he is definitely not the opponent of the Vietnam War heroes, nor is he the opponent of those old men who were born in the reservoir, although they are a lot older, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the strength is still there.

They are people of different eras, and they are all too strong!

However, when it comes to grinding, power is only one aspect, not everything!

There will always be a way!

That morning, he couldn't sleep, got up early, and was almost the first to go to the cafeteria.

"Ho ho ho!" As he walked in, there was a flurry of sharpening knives in the cafeteria.

On weekdays, he doesn't care about these sounds, on the contrary, he is tired of hearing them, and the noise does not do any good except to disturb the people.

The sound of sharpening a knife sounds like a knife cutting your own eardrums!

Pain!

This morning, the voice unexpectedly caught Wang Shiyi's attention.

Isn't sharpening knives in the cafeteria just for chopping vegetables?

Sharp knives come quickly, easily and effortlessly!

When harvesting rice, old men in the countryside often put this sentence on their lips.

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools! I have done this famous sentence silent writing question in the college entrance examination language mock question, and he Wang Shiyi is deeply impressed!

Wang Shiyi slapped his thigh violently.

Be sure to make a fuss about the grinder!

He sat on the seat in the cafeteria, lowered his head, and thought to himself, in terms of brute force, he was definitely not Shen Bin's opponent, and he must outwit him.

With an idea in his mind, he felt that the noise of sharpening the knife was even more beautiful than the music played by Mozart.

The sound of sharpening knives is the sound of labor!

In this world, what is more inspiring than the sound of labor?

He squinted his eyes and quietly listened to the sound of sharpening knives rising from the kitchen, in the haze, he felt that he had defeated Shen Bin, and in the haze, he felt that he was lifted by the hands of those old men and thrown into the sky.

"Polishing the gods, polishing the gods!" The sound resounded through the sky.

At breakfast that day, he was in an excited mood and couldn't calm down for a long time!

After breakfast, he walked out of the cafeteria, and as he walked forward, he lowered his head and thought.

Wang 11, your surname is Wang, polishing you is the king!

"Bang!" he suddenly felt his head hit him.

"Hurry up, don't get in my way!" Wang Shiyi shouted impatiently.

Impossible, he is 1.8 meters tall, no one in the factory is so tall, how could he collide with his head? He felt that something was not right, and when he looked up, he looked up, "Mom! In front of him was a mango tree seven or eight meters high.

Isn't this a head made of meat to hit a tree?

Luckily, I walked slowly, otherwise I would have grown horns on my head. Wang Shiyi was shocked and sweated profusely.

At this moment, there was a giggling laugh behind him.

Wang Shiyi turned around and saw that it was wheat.

Hehe, in front of the beauties, out of the ocean! This ugliness is a bit big!