The discussion in the tabloids about the corruption of the theater and the music became more and more intense.

Cheng Xiaohao, Chen Qizhen and Zhao Erhu and his party are all worried and gathered in Chen Qizhen's small courtyard these days.

At noon, a young man in Tsing Yi ran in sweating profusely.

Although his face was flushed with tiredness, he had an excited look: "Finally, a brother who works in the Tongwen tabloid accepted the money from the shopkeepers, and he said that he would bring a big man to wait for the shopkeepers in Qingzhulou tonight." ”

Cheng Xiaohao asked: "What big man?" Didn't tell you directly? ”

The little guy shook his head: "I asked, but the brother said that he couldn't just say the adult's name." ”

Chen Qizhen picked up a cup of tea and handed it to the sweaty little guy, and smiled at him: "Drink a cup of tea first, and then go to the account office to receive the reward." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Chen." The little guy happily took the tea, drank it in one gulp, and then rushed out.

Chen Qizhen came to a wooden barrel with a lid, stepped on a pedal, and the lid of the barrel clicked open.

Zhao Erhu pointed to the strange wooden barrel with interest and asked, "What is this?" So novel. ”

"I know, I know," shouted the Iron Head. This is the trash can invented by our shopkeeper Cheng. ”

"Trash cans?" Zhao Erhu shook his head puzzled, "Strange name." ”

Tietou picked up the wooden barrel and said mysteriously: "This is what our shopkeeper Cheng wants to manufacture and sell in large quantities, and now a group of craftsmen have been recruited, and they are discussing how to improve it in the workshop we have prepared." ”

"It's all a secret, and you have a big mouth and you haven't kept it."

A lychee popped and smashed on the head of the iron head, and he glared angrily, and found that it was a winter melon, and he screamed that he wanted to teach the winter melon a lesson.

Cheng Xiaohao hurriedly said: "Although it is a secret, there is no need to hide it from Zhao Erhu. ”

While fighting with the iron head, the winter melon said: "He has a big mouth, where can he tell who is who, as soon as his head is hot, he will say everything, and today he will definitely make him remember more." ”

Cheng Xiaohao walked over and was about to persuade him, when a big elbow smashed over with lightning speed.

"Whew-"

With a cry of pain, the two people who were fighting finally stopped.

Looking at Cheng Xiaohao, who was tearful and bloody, Tietou and Winter Melon couldn't help but snicker.

Chen Qizhen and Zhao Erhu next to him laughed directly, and then the room was full of laughter.

Cheng Xiaohao covered his sore nose, trying to hold back the tears, but he couldn't help it.

Looking at a room full of people gloating.

Cheng Xiaohao's heart was galloping.

Hemp an egg!

Why did he wade into this troubled waters! It's a shit.

Let them fight next time, it's better to kill him, and if he is killed, he won't be persuaded to fight again!

Doorway.

Chen Qizhen looked at Cheng Xiaohao, who was tilting his head, stuffing his nose, and his eyes were red, and he still couldn't help laughing: "You just go to meet the guests with us like this?" ”

Cheng Xiaohao lowered his head and said angrily: "What's wrong? Could it be that the big man couldn't see blood and tears? Will it scare him silly? ”

As he spoke, he felt the soft cloth in his nose instantly moisten again.

Hurriedly raised his head and took out a new soft cloth from his sleeve to change it on.

While changing, he roared angrily: "If I don't stop bleeding today, I must go and blow the noses of those two big fools so that they can also feel my pain!" ”

"Poof, how do you meet guests like this. Why don't you go next time, don't you believe in my abilities? Chen Qizhen persuaded bitterly.

Cheng Xiaohao: "No, today is the first time I've been with this... The journalist contact in this place is so significant that I can't miss it. "In his original world, if nothing else, he will definitely enter the journalism industry and become a rising star in the world of journalism!

Chen Qizhen smiled and asked, "What's the point?" ”

Cheng Xiaohao: "If you don't understand, don't ask." Call a sedan chair for me, I may not be able to walk through normally. ”

Chen Qizhen: "Are you sure?" ”

Cheng Xiaohao: "Of course, is it possible that you let me walk forward with my head tilted up like this?" ”

Chen Qizhen pointed to the Qingzhu Tower in front of the left: "But our destination is there." ”

Cheng Xiaohao: "......"

Zou Congming never thought that he would be waiting for such two weirdos.

One had a fat face and neck that couldn't be distinguished, and the other had his head tilted up like a fool.

He frowned and glared coldly at the little guy beside him: "Which of these two is the shopkeeper of the theater?" Did you invite me to deliberately play tricks? ”

The little guy hurriedly knelt down: "That fat guy is the shopkeeper of the theater." ”

Zou Congming stood up, flicked his long sleeves, and said angrily: "Then he brought such a strange person with no one in his eyes to see me, he wanted to humiliate me!" Don't think that my tabloid can't shake his theater now, and he can humiliate me so unscrupulously. Let's wait and see, and when I get back, I will continue to write and post......"

He gushed as he walked up the stairs to the right.

Chen Qizhen climbed three floors, her already tired flesh was trembling, she felt that she couldn't breathe, but she saw the person who seemed to be a big man going downstairs in the opposite direction of her with an angry face, and she hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop it.

But all he could do was breathe in his throat.

"Wait... Wait...... One time...... Big ......"

shouted desperately, but even she couldn't hear the words she shouted.

She looked anxiously at Cheng Xiaohao beside her, but saw him staring intently at the roof.

What are you looking at?

She looked up curiously, and it turned out that there were many colorful lights hanging upstairs.

What's so nice about this.

She gasped for air, suddenly remembering that she had forgotten something important. She hurriedly turned her head to look at the big man, but all she could see was the big man's tall hood.

"Wait ......"

She tried to move her feet, but found that her fat legs had run out of strength, and now she just wanted to bend down and kneel.

As the saying goes: Shinong industry and commerce.

Although these officials and officials were doing business behind their backs, most of them were high-minded on the surface and did not want to have too much contact with the merchants.

It's hard to invite it, but if someone runs away, there may not even be a chance to defend itself.

Holding on to the railing next to her, she was in a hurry, and found that she couldn't raise her hand even if she wanted to.

Looking at Cheng Xiaohao, who was still making a fool, Chen Qizhen bit her teeth and pushed the railing hard, letting her huge body crash towards Cheng Xiaohao.

"Bang-clang-"

Cheng Xiaohao, who was immersed in his own memories, was not a little defenseless, and suddenly suffered such a powerful impact, and the whole person was knocked out.

It's not a simple back knock.

But the whole person flew out!

His body slammed into the table and chair, slamming against the wall.

And it's facing the wall.

Who can stand this grievance.

Anyway, Cheng Xiaohao couldn't stand it, his nose hurt, his nose was sore, and the accumulated soreness made him explode, turning all the dissatisfaction and pain into a roar, and sending it to the sky:

"Whoa—my nose—"