Chapter Eighty-Nine: Poets Are Neurotic!

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To tell the truth, Xiao Xiaotian's storytelling skills are not very clever, but because it is the first time to tell his past in front of others, Xiao Xiaotian is extremely serious, and Pan Yiming is also very attentive to it, holding his chin with one palm, which is extremely charming. 【Text Release】

Your own destiny is in your own hands. It's not that they can't resist, it's that many people don't think about resisting at all.

This is not the reason for one or two people, but the tradition accumulated by the entire Chinese nation over the years.

"Get dressed and let's go for a walk. Xiao Xiaotian finished telling his story and said softly.

Yi Ming's actions are out of a daughter's love for her father and brother, but there is nothing wrong with it.

But when Xiao Xiaotian talked about the cause of the conflict with Pan Yansen later, and mentioned the almost lonely girl Xiaomin, Pan Yiming couldn't help but shed tears.

Xiao Min is not the same as Pan Yiming. At least, Pan Yiming grew up in a fairly wealthy family, was cared for since she was a child, and what she wanted to do rarely went against her will.

And Xiaomin, what's there? A long-term sick mother, a drug-addicted brother.

Especially in that case, Pan Yansen also fell into the well, and he abandoned the chaos from the beginning.

It can be said that if it weren't for Ma Sanjiang, Xiao Min, and even Xiao Min's family, they would have already gone to chat with Hades Lao Tzu.

The key to life is to grasp the direction, the same is a B, to the north, it is NB, to the south, it is SB.

When our ancestors invented the compass, they established this fact.

"Walk? Pan Yiming suddenly became a little embarrassed, completely forgetting that she had just seduced Xiao Xiaotian, and her face was flushed for a long time.

"I've seen it all, what's so embarrassing?" Xiao Xiaotian almost burst into tears, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything.

Xiao Xiaotian turned his back and left, and the voice came from behind him. Pan Yiming was wearing her clothes in a hurry, Xiao Xiaotian was illuminated by the red candles, and the faint figure in the bronze mirror was even more reverie.

Looking at the figure in the bronze mirror, Xiao Xiaotian couldn't help but secretly regret it, just now, why did he make such a cheap mistake and be a gentleman?

There are cheap and don't take advantage of fools, and I really became a fool this time.

However, through the figure reflected in the bronze mirror, Xiao Xiaotian felt that he had not done anything wrong, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, at the prime of her youth, was a flower bone that had not yet fully bloomed, if it was destroyed in her own hands, wouldn't it be angry and resentful?

Instead of destroying it, it is better to make her bloom more beautiful and brighter.

Pan Yiming got dressed, which made Xiao Xiaotian turn around. shouted Xiao Xiaotian, Xiao Xiaotian was fascinated by the reflection of the bronze mirror, and did not react. Pan Yiming is such a shrewd girl, how can she not see what Xiao Xiaotian is doing?

"That, my dad ......" Pan Yiming did not forget the mission she came. Hmph! You don't want me, it's because you don't have vision, and I won't be grateful to Dade for this! What I want to do by myself is to be done after all!

Pan Yiming shouted in her heart, looking at Xiao Xiaotian timidly, waiting for his answer.

Xiao Xiaotian hesitated slightly.

I guessed the beginning, but I didn't expect the ending.

What a deep classic line!

Yi Ming, Yi Ming, what do you say is your surname bad, why do you want to have the surname Pan?

The two walked out of the antique thatched hut in the plum garden one after the other, and here is destined to be the place where Pan Yiming will not forget this room number.

Xiao Xiaotian walked forward quickly, and Pan Yiming followed behind.

She was smart not to disturb Xiao Xiaotian at this time.

"Baijiu Pan, hmm......"

Ma Sanjiang has already come forward, this matter has consumed a lot of his energy, and it must not simply end like this. Things are somewhat out of Xiao Xiaotian's control. However, Xiao Xiaotian would rather believe that if he really asked Ma Sanjiang, he would definitely have a way to get out of this matter as soon as possible, at least in this way, Baijiu Pan Yuanqi did not suffer major damage, and it was entirely possible to recover in the short term.

"Okay! I should take it! But ......" Xiao Xiaotian paused and said: "The root cause of the matter, I also made it clear to you, your father's side, the problem is not big, but, your brother Pan Yansen, he owes an apology." ”

"I'll convince him of this!" Pan Yiming jumped up excitedly, suddenly ran two steps from behind Xiao Xiaotian, jumped and lay on Xiao Xiaotian's back, and kissed Xiao Xiaotian on the cheek.

"Oops! Your beard hurts me!" Pan Yiming puffed out her little face, but there was a happy smile on her face.

Xiao Xiaotian touched his slightly stubble face, man!

What's more, it is impossible for Ma San to fight a protracted battle with Baijiu Pan, he is like a fan who fights grass valley, looting, naturally he will solve the problem quickly and withdraw from the incident.

As long as Xiao Min really forgets about this matter, the feelings of other people are almost negligible.

Yu Yiwen once said that a man has a beard, which is a very sexy thing.

"Ahh

Xiao Xiaotian walked out a few steps with Pan Yiming, who didn't want to come down, and heard the ghosts crying wolf-like cries of the great talents of the poetry club.

A voice said: "You don't do this well! It's not good! It's not fashionable enough, you listen to me, you should say this, 'Ah, Yangtze River, you are so hairy?'......"

Another voice said: "It's not good, it's not good, I should say, 'Ah, Yangtze River, you are so long for the god horse?'

"Flutter!" Pan Yiming, who was lying behind Xiao Xiaotian, laughed: "Isn't this a group of neurotics?"

Xiao Xiaotian said: "Poets are all neurotic...... In other words, it is difficult for people who do not have neuropathy to make new style poems that have been sung for a while. ”

"Your mouth is very poisonous!" Pan Yiming exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Do you say that about poets?"

Xiao Xiaotian said: "It's nothing, when I was in college, I was also mentally ill for a while, and I also did some new style poems." Listen to me recite a song. ”

It is not difficult to have a good poem, but it is difficult to have a good poem.

"Then you can also howl and listen to it!" Pan Yiming had Xiao Xiaotian's promise and was in good spirits.

"What! I call it recitation! Listen. "Take wine as a song, how much is your body?100 pounds, only a little less" ......"

"Bah, bah!" Pan Yiming pouted: "Don't do it, don't do it! You're obviously saying I'm fat! Give you a face and let you carry me, but I don't want others to carry me!" Pan Yiming was still lying on Xiao Xiaotian's back, no matter how Xiao Xiaotian recited poems, he couldn't come down.

This face, the boss! Oh no, the old sinking! Why don't I give you a face?

Xiao Xiaotian thought about it, after all, as a man, he still has at least some self-esteem, of course, he can't say it blatantly.

"Then I'll howl another one...... Ah no, another one!" Xiao Xiaotian shook his head and thought about it, and said: "A poem with a lot of meaning, it is the best poem I have written." Listen, there is no such shop after this village. ”

"Drunk / It's not wine that gets drunk / It's you / Such a beautiful girl / With fluttering fairy music / From the heavens. ”

Pan Yiming was intoxicated by the artistic conception described by Xiao Xiaotian for a while, and then said leisurely: "I don't know who that beautiful girl is? But overall, it is a good poem." ”

Xiao Xiaotian smiled, who is it, I can't tell you!

"Where is it good poetry? I don't see fart!"

The two were talking, and a drunk man with a wine bottle came in front of him, trembling and swaying in front of Xiao Xiaotian: "Dare to chant poetry in front of the first genius in Dongjiang, are you tired of life?!"

The activity office of the poetry club immediately followed two men, sitting and supporting the drunkard who claimed to be the first talent, and kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for the two, as soon as this kid drinks too much, he says that he is the poet fairy Li Bai, what kind of wine and poems, don't mind!"

Another man scolded: "Li Hei! What are you doing drunk! Come back quickly!"

While talking, the two of them worked together, and dragged the guy named Li Hei who called himself Li Bai over.

Li Hei was still unconvinced, and suddenly struggled with his might, and actually broke free from the shackles of the two men, and rushed to Xiao Xiaotian again.

Pan Yiming covered her mouth and smiled, this person's name is weird!

"I, I'm the No. 1 talent in Dongjiang, I'm going to compete with you today to compose poetry! Yes, yes, it's poetry!" Li Hei said, keeping his neck up, picking up the wine bottle in his hand on his back, and pouring a big sip.

Those who write poems or not poems say that the arrogant energy of drinking does have some taste of Li Bai.

"I'll sue you for a good idea. Yi Ming said quietly: "Go home and wear a diaper, do as much as you want." ”

Woman, your name is Yin Damage!

Xiao Xiaotian tampered with a master's quote without authorization.

Li Heimeng, the number one talent in Dongjiang, heard Yi Ming laugh at himself like this, and suddenly his face turned red, and he burped with a snort, and then when Xiao Xiaotian was defenseless, he pounced and spurted out a mouthful of blood!

A puff of blood mist rose into the sky, and Xiao Xiaotian couldn't help but think of a scene where Stephen Chow wrote a poem in Tang Bohu's autumn incense.

I didn't expect to see a real-life version here.

Xiao Xiaotian patted Yi Ming's buttocks and said hurriedly: "Come down first, see the patient!"

can express and understand his meaning in simple words, and when there are patients present, Xiao Xiaotian never talks nonsense.

The two men also panicked, and one shouted at the poetry club: "Doctor Du, Doctor Du, come on! Heizi vomited blood!"

The door of the poetry club opened, and a few people rushed out in a hurry, Xiao Xiaotian looked at it, and it was none other than Du Jinming, the director of the emergency department of the oil district headquarters hospital, who had a relationship with him. It's just that I didn't expect that this half-old old man also has this kind of poetry against Yaxing.

Du Jinming rushed forward, and at a glance saw Li Hei who fell to the ground, and by the way, he also saw Xiao Xiaotian who was leaning down, ready to investigate.

"Doctor Xiao!" the two nodded to each other. Even if there are any unpleasant experiences in the past, it is not worth mentioning in front of the patient.

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