The little scholar said: "Brother Qinggang, I'm sorry, the little brother is open-mouthed, and what he said is not comprehensive, I was wrong." ”

The boss of the Green Gang looked at the little scholar differently, he didn't expect it: this little man is not big, and he looks quite magnificent on weekdays, as if he doesn't put anyone in his eyes, but when it comes to the critical moment, he also knows how to bow his head.

It's really not easy to do this at his age.

The little scholar continued to talk, saying:

"Brother Qinggang, the reason why I don't care is because although the influence of these yin spirits is projected on the bread, the bread is directly regarded as a mirror, which can reflect the location and expression of the yin spirit, but does not carry the yin soul. The resentment of the ghosts has no effect on the mirror itself. When the mirror shatters, which is equivalent to the bread being swallowed in the stomach, the yin spirit is not trapped in the mirror in the first place, and of course, it does not enter the human body with the bread. Big brother, do you think that's right?"

The boss of the Green Gang listened to something that seemed to understand but did not understand.

It is very likely that there is also the reason just mentioned, he dislikes that the little scholar is still a little child, and he has no knowledge, so it is difficult for him to accept all the words that come out of the little scholar's mouth, and he always maintains a half-believing attitude. This attitude is also understandable. It just shows that the little scholars don't have so much credibility and integrity there.

The face of the boss of the Green Gang softened slightly, after all, he was the boss of one party, and it was a shame to pick his nose and eyes at a little scholar in front of such a crowd of people who had nothing to do. Therefore, once the boss of the Green Gang realized it, he waved his hand magnificently, as if he was saying to the little scholar that he would not take an example, and that he would not take an example.

However, there are still people who don't know the times, this person, it seems that he is neither a little scholar, nor the boss of the Green Gang, of course, he will not be an inconspicuous and unreveling Heshen and an adult, so, who will it be?

That's right, it's still the classmate who "touches the mold" and carries the essence of Xiaohong.

Xiaohong continued to be unrelenting, and she asked, "Little scholar, you didn't answer my question." ”

"What?" the little scholar scratched his head.

After almost a pause with a bag of cigarettes, the little scholar turned around slowly and said to Xiaohong:

"I actually made the above judgment when I smelled the smell. I can't say that my judgment is accurate, but I still trust my own judgment basically, probably, probably, more or less. ”

"You talk nonsense, who doesn't smell the smell? Isn't it that the bread is cooked, baked, and roasted to the point that the skin is puffed up with a crust, and the smell of the burnt and fragrant smell is familiar, reminiscent of the smell of the loaf carts selling bread in the streets and alleys when we were children? ”

People were stunned, it seemed that Xiaohong, this guy, was holding his breath when he spoke, and when he said it, he was simply overwhelming, imposing, and reasonable.

The boss of the Green Gang gave up his hand and said, "Little Red Girl, the street office is looking for me to participate in the district debate tournament, I see that you can do it." ”

The little scholar touched his head and smirked, not saying a word.

The flower girl said, "Little scholar, if you touch my bread again, I won't follow it." ”

The little scholar winked playfully at the flower girl and said, "I can't touch it, I can't touch it." This seems to be the little scholar teasing the Oiran flower girl in public, but in fact, it is the little maid Comrade Qingwen who is talking to her master, and Baoyu, the leader of her own working group, is talking to each other. Hahaha, that's how the story is made, read this, you have to bear with it, big guys.

Xiaohong didn't know if she was going to do the rhythm of the play, or if she was really angry at Qingwen and Baoyu for not taking him to participate. I saw Xiaohong's waist, and the comrades and buddies at the all-night banquet had their eyes lit up.

Hey, this figure, this horizontal eyebrows, it's just a little Wang Xifeng, isn't it?!

Xiaohong said: "Little scholar, you who have been stabbed a thousand times, you say, whose bag are you going to touch......?

People watched and got excited.

Society is like that. When the wind and waves are too strong, everyone has to protect themselves and is Amitabha, or people are really the poor people who are busy framing each other.

But now, because Princess Bell is about to move into the Prairie Palace, this family is in front of her, the world is too peaceful, and people's hearts feel bored, they need to make noise, and they need to gossip. And at this moment, these people are fighting like this, and they are surrounded by such a topic, which gives the spectators, who are the majority of the people, an opportunity to entertain and watch, as if a window has been dug up, so that some people can show themselves on the stage, some are beating side drums, some are looking out of the window, some are applauding, and some are withdrawing fire and demolishing the stage......

In short, no matter what the person concerned is, anyone who can make some waves and waves will be very happy.

The little scholar was very good-tempered, and he said to his fiancée Xiaohong: "Where, where, you have misunderstood." ”

Xiaohong tilted her face and ignored her arrogant demeanor.

The people almost applauded, and they were so excited that they were about to flow out of the play.

The little scholar said: "Where would I dare to provoke others in front of you, the sky has eyes." The touch we say is not the same as you think. ”

The little scholar glanced pleadingly at the flower girl dressed as Baoyu, hoping that Baoyu would be able to say a fair word as the person who was the bell of the department.

However, Baoyu just ignored her.

The little scholar was so angry that he had to explain to himself: "My hands are dirty, so the flower girl said that if I don't wash my hands, I won't touch her bread again." ”

Xiaohong pretended to suddenly realize, at this time, she continued to make trouble, that is, not to give face to her little sister Hua Girl, that is, not to give face to He Shen and adults. Therefore, Xiaohong pretended to accept this explanation from the little scholar.

"Then let me ask you, how did you smell the word in the bread?"

"I'm by my nose. The little scholar said: "This bread has a lot of sorrow and trouble, isn't it a bitter gourd smeared? ”

"Hey," the flower girl dressed as Baoyu inadvertently amused the little scholar's statement:

"Little scholar, thank you, but you can't get past this explanation. The flower girl said to the little scholar dressed as Qingwen.

"Why is that?" the little scholar asked.

"Because of our young sister, she has long lost her father. Xiaohong pointed out proudly.

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