Chapter Thirty-Eight: Things Come for a Reason

Faculty dormitory.

A figure in a dark suit turned his back to the door, and crossed his hands angrily:

"What do you mean?"

Another white-clothed figure rubbed his hands and leaned forward with a grin:

"Don't be angry, it's not for a reason. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

The man in the Xuanfu snorted coldly:

"Humph! You're so capable, you have to ignore me in the future. ”

The man in white glared angrily, and "snapped" to the back of the other party's head:

"Hey, stinky boy, talk to you with good words, you still put me on the score, believe it or not, it's about your little black house."

The man in the Xuanfu turned his head suddenly, and touched the back of his head with angry eyes, it was the little fat man himself:

"Humph! You don't come here, say, why are you blackmailing my friend, if you don't make it clear today, even if you close the small black house, I won't give in. ”

Facing the angry fat man, the butcher's face gradually softened, and there was a little grievance in his eyes:

"I'm not doing it for your good."

The little fat man seemed to be shocked by the butcher's brazenness, and suddenly his blood surged, his eyes widened and he said angrily:

"You are stupid to me, I finally made two friends, and you gave them to Huohuo."

The butcher suppressed his temper and rolled his eyes:

"Aren't you stupid? You said that you don't even have any friends when you look like this, and it's rare to see a girl playing with you, I'm just afraid that I'll be scared away by your hanging-like appearance again. ”

The little fat man was speechless for a moment, and he already believed seven or eight points in his heart:

"But why are you blackmailing them for money, don't think I don't know, your wine is dried by yourself, and there is no nameless master, cut!"

The butcher turned his head aggrievedly:

"It's not like they can't afford to pay back, so they don't dare to leave you."

The look of anger on the little fat man's face gradually disappeared, and he looked at the old man with his back to him with some emotion:

"I'll just say, the master is so good, how can he be that bad guy."

The butcher couldn't get off the stage, he was depressed, and he sighed lightly.

With a roll of his eyes, he gently leaned into the butcher's ear, and the little fat man whispered in a tangled tone:

"Master, I'm sorry, but there's one more thing I haven't told you."

The butcher was shocked, could this kid have done anything else besides stealing my wine, turned his head to look at the fat man with a look of remorse, and his heart was even more certain, and his face was suddenly full of bitterness.

The little fat man was terrified and took a few steps back. Glimpsing the butcher's heart, he suddenly made a grimace, turned around and broke the door:

"Master, what I didn't tell you is that you are the best master in the world, by the way, don't disturb me, close the small black house."

The butcher knew that he was being played, so he got up angrily and chased after him, thought about it and returned to the room with a sweet face.

"Hehe, this kid is really clever and eccentric, but he's too lazy to blind this talent. It's better not to disturb him, let him practice with peace of mind for a while, maybe he can get a surprise in tomorrow's competition. ”

On the second day, the little fat man went to the square early, and due to the number of people, the second round of the last 150 was postponed to today.

The little fat man drew one hundred and one, and after a few moments, it was his turn to take the stage. In the distance, Wu Ze looked at the stage and nodded encouragingly, the little fat man smiled back, turned his head slightly, and carefully scanned the entire square, but after a while, he did not find the figure in his heart, and he was quite disappointed. She won't be frightened by her strange master, she won't ignore me anymore.