Zhang Dadao is constantly scolding people in his heart at this time, the reason is very simple, the fat man in front of him is definitely a goods with little money. Although the fat man didn't stay in the Seventh Courtyard for a long time, Zhang Dadao still knew him quite well, and most of his knowledge about the ACG world, except for childhood memories, came from this little fat man.

Gluttony, laziness, stupidity, fatness, cowardice! This fat man, nicknamed the "Dead Fat House" or Dead Fat Boy in the Seventh Hospital, has almost all the shortcomings that a fat man may have. When he met him in this kind of place, Zhang Dadao himself felt that his years were unfavorable, and he couldn't help muttering a little in his heart: "It's not good, this can't look at your own good luck or evil, you wouldn't have come out if you knew it!"

The real name of the dead fat house is Xu Cheng, and he is one or two years older than Zhang Dadao, but he is fat and homely, and his fair skin seems to be younger than he actually is, and his height is not high, so he can only be regarded as a little fat man. This little fat man was sent to the Seventh Hospital three years ago, and the reason is also very interesting, because he was addicted to the Internet and was sent to the Seventh Hospital for treatment of Internet addiction.

This thing seems a bit nonsense now, Internet addiction is not strictly speaking a mental illness, but in the era when Professor Yang was dominant, the little fat man was not pulled to electrotherapy luck. Zhang Dadao looked gloomy, rolled his eyes to reveal a tired look, looked at the excited little fat man in front of him with a depressed face, pouted and said, "Dao Ye ran out, don't you watch the news?"

The little fat man was stunned for a moment, took out a mobile phone, and his fingers like little radish swiped quickly on the screen, and said in his mouth: "I rushed to the king in the past two days, and I only rushed to the king group in the first district, and I didn't watch the news much! Oh, there is, it's actually true! Brother Tian, you are so good, you can run out of this." ”

Zhang Dadao nodded: "Well, there's nothing bullish, where are you going? Zhang Dadao responded with a face, waving his hand as if chasing flies.

The dead fat house didn't seem to see it, and said again and again: "It's okay, you're not busy!" You still have something to be busy with when you see Senior Brother Tian! How did you escape, let's have a good chat! What are your plans when you come out? Why don't you live in my house first?" The little fat man was very enthusiastic.

Zhang Dadao showed a toothache with a "tsk", licked his gums and said, "Damn, what do you mean? Are you going to report Poor Dao, tell me how much reward is offered for those goods in the Seventh Courtyard to find Poor Dao?" Zhang Dadao was a little surprised, with his friendship with this fat man, he was considering the fat man's personality of slamming the door, and it didn't seem like he would invite him.

The little fat man was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shook his head and said: "No, no, I really don't mean that, besides, now that I have money, how can I betray you, Senior Brother Tian!"

Zhang Dadao was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have some spirit: "Rich? Yes, you kid lives here and has some money! But I know that your family is rich, doesn't it mean that your father and your mother are very picky?"

The little fat man nodded and said, "Yes, they don't want to give me money now! But I can make it myself, I do live broadcasts on the Internet, and by the way, I sell meat muffins, fish tofu or something." You can make a lot of money in a month!LOL, do you know?"

Zhang Dadao nodded and waved his hand: "I've heard of it, look at the new doctor Su Jinjin in the hospital, you have played! You mean, you are also rich now, right?"

The little fat man nodded, Zhang Dadao squinted his eyes solemnly, and said with two salutes: "This meritorious master, poor Dao sees that you and I have a long-cherished fate, and I will see you again today! I am about to point you to the edge of the world, I don't know what you think!"

Zhang Dadao's painting style changed abruptly, the little fat man was completely stunned, pondered for a while, and also realized that there was something wrong with this situation, and muttered: "What, Senior Brother Tian, you are not good with schizophrenia? Why don't I go and repair a console first? My Xbox is bad, go first, go first!" The little fat man picked up the game console and raised his feet to leave.

Zhang Dadao jumped on the table at once, and he didn't know how to jump on the table in that cross-legged posture, Zhang Dadao followed with a flying pounce, grabbed the little fat man's shoulder, and said, "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

"Shen Gongbao?" The little fat man's face changed, and he sat on the ground with a "poof", and waved his hand again and again: "Brother Tian, spare your life, the Internet didn't say that you have violent tendencies!

Zhang Dadao was also a little depressed, where did he think that this fat man would be like this, he pretended to be a master, and this thing was actually frightened. I could only change the style of painting back, kicked the fat man and said: "What are you crazy about, who is going to beat you, get up! Just ask you if you want to calculate a hexagram for you, as for the fear of becoming like this?"

"Fortune telling?" The little fat man rolled his eyes and said, "That Heavenly Senior Brother, when will you tell fortunes?"

"Isn't it always will?" Zhang Dadao was a little puzzled.

The little fat man smiled and said: "No! In the courtyard before, I asked you if you would do it, and you also told me not to talk about the destiny of heaven, a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement, how can he be a hero by fate." Well, that's what I said! There is also materialist dialectics and so on, I have a good memory, absolutely not mistaken. ”

"Huh?" Zhang Dadao was embarrassed at this time, and laughed dryly twice, and explained: "What Poor Dao said is that it is a criticism of your life's fate! Now even if you count the fortune of the near future, what is not good! You don't give face! I only opened today, you can't take care of a business!"

The little fat man touched his pocket, and said a little embarrassedly: "I also want to take care of your business, Senior Brother Tian, it's not that I didn't bring change!"

"Change?" Zhang Dadao got angry all of a sudden, "Who collects change? Poor Dao hexagram is 200 yuan, you didn't bring change!"

The little fat man's face changed, and he was about to speak, Zhang Dadao immediately took out his mobile phone and said: "If you don't have enough money, don't be afraid, you can transfer money on your mobile phone! I also have a pos machine, and I can get it in a while! Swipe the card check, accept anything! You can also donate organs." ”

The little fat man really didn't have a trick at this time, forcibly changed the topic, and his eyes glanced around: "This, it's no problem, but it's not in a hurry! Senior Brother Tian, why did you come here? This is the territory of the king's evil less, and if that guy is very evil, if he sees it, he will definitely have to find someone to beat you!"

Zhang Dadao was stunned for a moment, touched his chin and said, "Wang Xishao, isn't it Wang Erxiao, do you know him?"

The little fat man nodded again and again: "I know, he is an official in his family, but he is fierce! The last time I passed in front of his house, I spit out and was almost not beaten by him." Why don't we change places, it's almost lunch, I'll invite you to eat skewers, Senior Brother Tian! There's a skewer shop behind me, wait for me to go back and bring the little electric car!" the fat man said and ran again.

This little fat man, no matter what he does, the consciousness of running away is almost deep in the bone marrow. However, Zhang Dadao didn't know him yet, and as soon as he turned around, the little fat man was pulled by Zhang Dadao again, Zhang Dadao pouted and said: "Your luck today is not very good, Poor Dao is now living in Wang Erxiao's house, and the clothes and pants on his body are still forcibly taken by him, do you think it is useful to scare Poor Dao with him? Honestly, pay for it, aren't you kid rich? Reluctant to 200 yuan, right?"

The little fat man looked depressed, sighed and was dragged to the table by Zhang Dadao, posing as a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and said stiffly: "Senior Brother Tian, you are an acquaintance, you can't be alone with me, right? Wang Xishao is really very tight, if you hear what he said just now, it would be amazing!" The little fat man didn't believe Zhang Dadao's words, a mental illness that just ran out, it didn't sound much credibility.