Chapter Thirty-Nine: Grab a seat

"Damn, bet on it, there's no seat on it, don't you mean to wait until the next stop to see when someone else gets off the train, and you grab another seat? In that case, I won't bet you. ”

The thin man didn't quite understand what the fat man meant, he just thought, what the fat man said meant was to wait until others got off the bus, and he would grab another seat!

"No, that's called robbery! That's called waiting, I'm talking about robbery. The fat man looked at Zhang Ze with ill intentions.

"Hmph, I don't believe it, you dare to snatch someone else's seat. The thin man looked at the fat man unconvinced.

"Haha, okay, then you can take a look, I'll start robbing. ”

After the fat man finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed the thin man's left arm, and pulled the thin man up from his seat at once. Then he sat down on the same seat that the thin man had just been sitting in.

"Haha, thin man, did you lose! Tomorrow, invite me to a big dinner, do you hear? The fat man followed the example of a thin man, and then crossed Erlang's legs, looking triumphant.

"Hey, fat man, ** is too bad! Is grabbing my seat also called grabbing! You have the ability, you go and grab someone else's seat!" "The thin man now understands what the fat man just said about grabbing the seat, it turns out that he wants to grab the thin man's seat!

"I don't have the ability, you have the ability, you go and grab someone else's seat!" the fat man still looked triumphantly at the scenery outside the window.

"You bastard, just sit down! Although the thin monkey dared to talk back to the fat man, he really didn't dare to be rough with the fat man, after all, his small body was not the opponent of the fat man.

Seeing that his seat was snatched by the fat man again, he could only stand aside in a reluctant voice.

"There is a girl named Xiaofang in the village, who is good-looking and kind, with beautiful big eyes and thick and ------long braids."

The fat man was happy now, and he was humming a pop song while he crossed his legs and looked out the window.

Zhang Ze felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to be rough with the fat man, so he could only watch the fat man sit on the chair and 'enjoy', while he could only stand beside the fat man, pull the armrest, and look at the passengers in the car.

Just then, the car arrived. Stopped.

The door opened, and the thin man was still counting on someone to get off the bus, so he would be waiting for a seat! You must know that Star Park is more than a dozen stops away from the "New Star Art Garden" pictorial office! It is not comfortable to stand all the time.

However, to the disappointment of the thin man, no one got off at this stop, not only did no one get off, but several more people got on.

One of them was quite old, probably in his eighties, with gray hair and beard. Leaning on a cane, I slowly got into the car. Then he trembled and stood next to the fat man's seat.

The car was restarted, and the old man was standing beside the fat man, as if he might fall at any moment!

At this time, everyone's eyes in the car were focused on the fat man, clearly saying, young man, why don't you know how to be polite, and you don't know how to give up your seat to the old man!

When the thin man saw this posture, he knew that the fat man was about to sit still.

So he also took advantage of the fire and said: "Someone, is it time to give up your seat, how can you let the old man stand all the time!"

When the fat man saw that the old man next to him seemed to be looking at him expectantly, he couldn't sit still.

"Uncle ---, you can sit here!" the fat man stood up without a petition and gave up his seat to the old man.

"Thank you, lad. The old man happily sat down on the seat where the fat man had just sat down. A long sigh of relief.

"Haha, haha! Some people don't have this life, and they still want to compete with me for a seat!" the thin man was happy now, and made fun of the fat man again.

"Damn, thin man, you didn't listen to the old man just now, thank you young man. I'm doing a good deed! I'm glad to do it!" the fat man stood beside the thin man, and the two began to fight again.

In this way, the two quarreled all the way until they got to the place where they should get off the bus, and the two got out of the car together.

returned to the pictorial office, and naturally went to find Zhao Ming again.

Zhao Ming saw that the two had just been out for two hours and came back again, so his face sank first.

"Damn! You guys just went for two fucking hours and came back, don't you feel like you can't find a folk master at all, and you're going to give up! Okay, give me the rest of the money, you guys go to the office, and paint by yourself!"

As soon as Zhao Ming saw Zhang Ze and Gu Chunlei, he immediately taught him a lesson.

"Hey, Brother Zhao, don't say that, okay, who said we were going to give up, not only will we not give up, but we will continue to look for it!" The fat man looked at Zhao Ming unconvinced, and he insisted that Qingshan would not relax.

"Yes! Brother Zhao, we already have eyebrows! How can we give up! The folk master will be able to find it soon. Of course, the thin man also knew what the fat man meant, so he also echoed it.

"Oh, yes! Then what are your clues!" Zhao Ming looked at the fat man and Zhang Ze very curiously.

"It's Miss Sisi's Portrait!" said the fat man without thinking.

"What, whose portrait!" Zhao Ming listened a little foggy, and didn't know what the fat man meant.

"Yes, Brother Zhao, it's just a painting, the name of this painting is called "Portrait of Miss Sisi", this may be the clue that we found the folk master!" Of course, Zhang Ze could understand what the fat man meant. He explained to Zhao Ming again.

"Oh, it's a painting! Then take it out and show me." As soon as Zhao Ming heard Zhang Ze's words, he stretched out his hand and asked the fat man to take out the painting!

"Brother Zhao, I'm sorry, it's not on us, it's at the gate of Star Park!" the fat man looked at Zhao Ming helplessly.

"Damn, what do you mean, at the entrance of Star Park, is there a pictorial posted on the wall!" Zhao Ming just wondered, would the fat man and Zhang Ze read some celebrity pictorial, let's just say that it was the painting of a certain master!

Zhao Ming also knows a little about Wen Sisi, a female writer, and he also has some hobbies for literary works. But just listening to the name "The Portrait of Miss Sisi", no matter what, he wouldn't think that the painting in the painting was Wen Sisi! After all, the name Sisi is a very vulgar name, and many girls may have this name.

"No, Brother Zhao! It's not a pictorial, it's a painting about the female writer Wen Sisi. The fat man looked at Zhao Ming happily and said.

"What are you talking about, about Wen Sisi's paintings!" As soon as Zhao Ming heard the fat man's words, he immediately thought of the female writer Wen Sisi, and his heart was very strange.