"That's right, and this has basically risen to become a social phenomenon, isn't there an article on the Internet recently, saying that Chinese men are not worthy of Chinese women......"

"The person who wrote this article is definitely a woman, and she is also strict about admiring foreign charm, eighty percent of them are foreign gun films, and I want to kneel and lick ...... when I see foreign devils."

Liang Sanbo was extremely indignant at the views of this article at the beginning, and he is still indignant after many days.

"Stop, it seems that there are signs of crooked buildings......"

Zhao Yingjun hurriedly reminded him that although he didn't mind flooding and dragging the plot, he was still more anxious about his happiness and even sexual well-being.

Li Mengnan nodded and signaled Zhao Yingjun to be calm and calm, he could control the rhythm.

Chatting between brothers, three sentences crooked building is the norm, too formal but outside.

"In the final analysis, get along with women, don't be too superstitious about the attractiveness of appearance, wealth and talent to women, women who only value the first three points, it is not worth the trouble to pursue, in their eyes, you can only be a spare tire at most, if you can't even get a spare tire, it's just a jack.

When a qiē is dull, personality is the key to determining a girl's final choice. ”

"This ...... A bit alarmist, right? Why do I feel like that's not the case at all? ”

It's rare for Gao Dingtian to interject a sentence, although this person's personality is not introverted, but because of the accent problem, he doesn't like to talk very much on weekdays, and he plays the role of a listener most of the time when he has a sleeping meeting in the dormitory.

In other words, in terms of love, this product is not much better than Zhao Yingjun, although the emotional intelligence is enough, but the appearance is really a bit of a pit - think about it, the two-meter big man is like a Godzilla when he stands there, and the timid girls have to cry at a glance, without Ultraman's two hits, who dares to touch the spark of love with this big man?

According to Liang Sanbo's words, the models don't match.

Although Liang Sanbo repeatedly emphasized that the so-called model refers to the body shape, no one in the entire dormitory wanted to believe that he would be so pure......

"Isn't there a saying that girls are not cute because they are beautiful, but beautiful because they are cute? In turn, the same applies to men. Li Mengnan said lightly, "The influence of personality on the other party is imperceptible, it belongs to the water mill, and it pays attention to the natural success of the ......."

"Wukong, don't play like this, you said so much, it can't be summed up in two words - no play."

Zhao Yingjun expressed strong protest and condemnation of Li Mengnan's inauthenticity, the premise of the water mill is that people are willing to let you grind, but with Zhao Yingjun's conditions, he basically died at the first level of the meeting, and then ...... There will definitely be no then.

"Aren't you the self-proclaimed No. 1 prodigal son of Tunghai University, there is no senior sister who can't hook up, and there is no junior sister who can't be pushed down?"

Li Mengnan poked his ears and looked at Liang Sanbo teasingly.

Whenever it is spoken, there is an indescribable vulgarity in this title.

"I am the prodigal son, not God." Liang Sanbo spread his hands at Zhao Yingjun, who looked up at him at 45 degrees with watery eyes, indicating that he could not do anything.

"That can only save the country."

Li Mengnan sighed, and didn't blame Liang Sanbo for not being righteous enough, Zhao Yingjun's personal conditions were indeed not good.

"I don't know why, but I get tired of hearing it."

Liang Sanbo gave a thumbs up and snapped, but looking at his expression, he knew that he didn't believe that Li Mengnan could carve Zhao Yingjun's rotten wood into a work of art in a short period of time.

"So how?" Zhao Yingjun didn't believe it either, he asked such a sentence more about a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

"The great leader taught us that when our strength is still weak, the encirclement of the city by the countryside is the fundamental way to victory...... Since direct contact with the other party is not possible, then start with the friends around her, the friends of the friends are friends, and when her friends accept your deposit, she must also accept your deposit. ”

"The legendary red treasure book can still be used as a love book? Raised his posture......" Liang Sanbo almost knelt on the spot.

"The truth is the same, love itself can be seen as a war."

Although Li Mengnan has never been in love, he is still quite rich in theoretical knowledge.

After all, a trickster is originally a professional person who makes people's hearts and minds, and as long as it doesn't matter to him, it's still easy to get to the point and get to the essence of the problem.

"The idea is a good idea, the problem is to be friends with the girl's friends, and the plan itself is not much easier than being friends with the girl directly."

Liang Sanbo pursed his lips, still not optimistic about this plan.

Of course, it is more that Zhao Yingjun's execution ability is not optimistic.

Zhao Yingjun also nodded submissively, obviously agreeing with Liang Sanbo's judgment of him.

"If you can't do it, it doesn't mean that others can't, haven't you heard that there is a group friendship in college called dormitory friendship?" Li Mengnan smiled and shook his fingers to throw out the answer, "This is not a difficult thing for the first prodigal son in our dormitory, right?" So, handsome, I'm afraid your happiness still has to fall on Sanbo......"

Zhao Yingjun was overjoyed when he heard this, looked up at the watery forty-five corners again, looked at Liang Sanbo with a chill, hurriedly jumped to the side, and rubbed the goosebumps on his arm: "Don't look at me like that, it looks like you're going to stir up the foundation...... I'll help you, I'll go back and ask you which bedroom your dream lover is, if there is a beautiful woman, just cuddle the grass and beat the rabbit, and solve my personal problem. ”

After a moment of nonsense on the topic of friendship in the dormitory, Liang Sanbo picked up the guitar and plucked a few chords, raised his head and said: "Handsome, who said that I have the conditions to create a zào for you, but with your current low-key and unreminiscent character, it is estimated that it will be ironclad and useless, so I think you had better make some moves to deepen others' impression of you......"

"Like streaking?" Gao Dingtian is also a very dark person in his bones.

"It's a good idea, it's simple and crude, and I like it." Liang San high-fived in admiration.

"Don't talk nonsense, get to the point."

Li Mengnan felt that it was necessary to stand up and control speech, otherwise these two would definitely start on the topic of running naked and forget about poor Zhao Yingjun.

Zhao Yingjun's weakness has always been reflected in this way.

Liang Sanbo's idea is actually very simple, in a word, it is to let Zhao Yingjun show his face in front of everyone, even if it is not brilliant, at least he is familiar with his face, at least when he makes an introduction in the dormitory in the future, it can be said that "this is the person who did the xx thing at the xx time and xx place", deepen the psychological impression of the other party, and at least have a common topic when talking to each other.

The current orientation party is obviously the best stage to showcase.

Liang Sanbo's original intention was to let Zhao Yingjun sing with him, and even the repertoire was chosen, which was the chopsticks brothers' "Old Boy", but the actual harmony was tragically discovered, with Zhao Yingjun's pitch, he couldn't even sing "Nunchuck", he belonged to the kind of super sound idiot who was out of tune even if he spoke as long as he followed the music.

Do you want Zhao Yingjun to dance with you......

As soon as this idea came out, he was strangled to death by Liang Sanbo - it's too nonsense, he took the route of the prince of campus love songs, and Zhao Yingjun could only change to singing children's songs when he went up.

"Let's do a magic trick."

Li Mengnan suddenly spoke.

Helping his brother in bed was one thing, mainly because he couldn't bear the noise they made...... Liang Sanbo, the so-called prince of love songs, is actually a second knife, except for singing and not out of tune, he is no better than Zhao Yingjun.

"Magic? This...... Too high-energy, right? ”

It's no wonder that the three animals showed inexplicable surprised expressions at the same time, when it comes to performance programs, the lowest threshold has always been singing, basically a person can roar twice when he picks up the microphone, otherwise KTV will not be popular all over the world and become a national entertainment activity for mankind, and its influence is much greater than square dancing.

The second is language programs, cross talk sketches, storytelling, allegro, etc., in addition to requiring a little acting skills, basically memorize the lines.

When it comes to magic, although it has been affected by more and more program forms in recent years, it has begun to decline, but because of its mysterious characteristics and the incomparable visual tension of ordinary programs, it still gives people a feeling of high-end atmosphere and grade.

One minute on stage, ten years off stage.

This sentence is not casually said and played, although Liang Sanbo sings very amateurishly, but he really learned vocal music with a professional teacher, and his voice has barely escaped the level of KTV singing after a few years, and only he knows the hardship.

Although he doesn't know about magic, he also knows that magic is the same as acrobatics, and it is a profession that requires almost strict skills.

After all, unlike ordinary performances such as songs and dances, magic shows either succeed or fail, and there is absolutely no intermediate stage that can be compromised.

"Wait, you say let Handsome perform magic? Can you do magic? ”

Except for the time when he helped his mother raise money on the pedestrian street, Li Mengnan has basically never done a serious performance since he came to Sanshan City, and he is even more low-key like an ordinary person in school, so even Liang Sanbo and the other three, who have lived together for almost a month, do not know his identity as a trickster at all.

When he fought with Shi Taishan, the three of them also thought that he was born with a good amount of alcohol.

Li Mengnan smiled noncommittally, and the five fingers of his right hand stretched out to the side.

Just when the other three were a little baffled by his action, the level of an empty mineral spring that was thrown on the ground by someone suddenly moved, and flew upside down into Li Mengnan's hand in the blink of an eye.

"! Scared the hell out of me! Shouldn't you be a ****...... Bah! Star-sucking**, right? ”

"Master! Please take my knees! ”

Li Mengnan also ignored the excited shouts of the three animals, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle with a calm expression, set it up and tapped it rhythmically at the mouth of the bottle.

When!

When the third blow was struck, the red cap fell into the transparent bottle.

The three animals stopped screaming, and all six eyeballs almost fell into the bottle cap.

"Do you think I'm going to do magic now?"

Li Mengnan casually threw the bottle to the three of them, curled the corners of his mouth and smiled.