Chapter Seventy-Eight: Feng Tao Signs an Inscription to the Black Peony and White Butterfly (Expanded Edition)
Feng Tao saw the two of them throw the money into the crack of the donation box, "The two young ladies are humble and dare not forget the country, and their spirit is commendable." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info I would like to express my sincere gratitude to all of you, thank you. After speaking, he lowered his head, bent down, and bowed sincerely to the black peony and white butterfly at 90 degrees.
The black peony and white butterfly were very moved when they saw Feng Tao bowing to them, and said together: "Thank you, Mr. Feng, for looking up to us." ā
Then, White Butterfly said tentatively: "Mr. Feng, we would like to ask you to sign our sister's name, is it okay?" ā
Feng Tao smiled and nodded.
The black peony and the white butterfly immediately took out a small notebook from their respective handbags and handed it to Feng Tao.
Feng Tao took the notebook, took out his pen, and was just about to write, when he heard a young woman in the lively crowd shouting: "Mr. Feng, if you sign the prostitute, I won't watch your play in the future." ā
The black peony and the white butterfly immediately turned around and glared angrily at the speaker.
Feng Tao hurriedly smiled at the speaker, "Miss, you are a foreigner with an accent, right?" I'm also a foreigner. Your hometown is occupied by devils, my hometown is Nanhai County, Guangdong, my birthplace is Tianjin, and I grew up in Shanghai. It's all occupied by devils, and we all have homes and can't go back. In other words, all of us are refugees from the Anti-Japanese War who have lost our homes and are in a foreign land, while Miss Black and Miss White are in the dust. To put it bluntly, everyone is a degenerate. is the same end of the world, why bother with each other? Therefore, I ask the young lady not to object to me signing the two young ladies, the reason has been tried just now, the same end of the world has fallen people, but there are differences in the way they have fallen. ā
The opponent did not speak for a moment.
At this time, another young woman in the crowd said: "Mr. Feng, I am from Sichuan, and I am now opposed to you giving you an autograph for a prostitute, may I ask, how can you convince me?" ā
Feng Tao really smiled at this moment, "Miss, devil planes often bomb Sichuan, and you are also a victim, right?" Now, these two young ladies donate money to the Air Force to buy planes to fight devils, and their behavior should be commended, right? A few ladies and ladies asked me to sign after donating, and everyone didn't think there was anything wrong with it, why did these two ladies ask me to sign after donating, and some people objected? Could it be that the money of these two young ladies is dirty? None of the fundraising teams disliked the dirty money just now, but what reason do you have to dislike the dirty money? ā
At this point, no one protested anymore.
After that, Feng Tao wrote a paragraph in the small notebook of the two of them, and then signed his name.
The black peony and white butterfly took a look, Feng Tao wrote a poem by the Southern Song Dynasty writer Lu You "Fortune Operator, Yongmei"āā
Outside the post on the side of the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless. It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy.
has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before.
The black peony and white butterfly looked at Feng Tao's handwriting, their eyes moistened, of course they understood that Feng Tao cleverly borrowed Lu You's Yongmei words, praising them for their pure and fragrant plum blossom-like nature although they had fallen into the dust.
After putting away the small notebook, the black peony and the white butterfly took a step forward, approached Feng Tao, and kissed him affectionately on the cheek, and made a slight crackling sound.
The guy in the crowd who had been coaxing again shouted, "Yo, this is really a bitch with affection, and the play is righteous." ā
The crowd burst into laughter.
Feng Tao's face immediately turned red when he heard this, of course he knew that although he was already a big star earning gold bars, in the eyes of some wealthy and powerful people, he was still a ninth-rate actor. So he is especially taboo for others to say that he is a dramatist.
At this moment, Feng Tao looked at the guy, tried his best to restrain the anger in his heart, and said calmly: "This gentleman, thank you for complimenting me and the two young ladies. We are ninth-rate drama bitches, then sir, you must be a noble and superior person of the ninth-rate. Speaking of this, Feng Tao deliberately stopped.
The dark-skinned, thin-skinned little head didn't understand what Feng Tao meant, and at this moment he couldn't help but squint his eyes and tilt his head.
Feng Tao suddenly sneered, and then said: "The reason why bitches are ruthless and drama is unrighteous is precisely because noble and superior people are affectionate and righteous. If the noble superior people are affectionate and righteous, then the ruthlessness and righteousness of the bitch are worthless, and it is not worth making a fuss. In the same way, since the bitch is affectionate and the drama is righteous, then you, a noble superior, must be ruthless and unrighteous! Today, from the beginning of the fundraiser, in addition to saying cool things to the donors, can you donate a penny to the fundraiser? Could it be that the nobility of you, a superior person, lies in your ruthlessness and unrighteousness? Hum! It's not so much that you're ruthless and unjust, but rather shameless! ā
The crowd burst into laughter again.
That little gangster is a street gangster who is quite famous in this area, and ordinary people dare not provoke him. Hearing that Feng Tao was scolding him, he suddenly became angry, "Ge Laozi, you, you dare to scold me?" As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to make a move.
As soon as he took two steps, a policeman who maintained order stopped him and scolded: "Ergouzi, your turtle son is bold." This donation was made by Mrs. Chiang. Your turtle son actually dared to smash Mrs. Jiang's head when he smashed the field, do you want to die quickly? Don't hurry up and get out of the way! ā
In the end, the second dog is still afraid of offending the official. As soon as he heard this, he was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped, turned his head and slipped away, and the onlookers once again let out laughter and vomit.
The fundraising activity ended after more than an hour, and the fundraising team counted the belongings, and then everyone ate a bowl of fried rice in a nearby restaurant. After the meal, Feng Tao and several volunteer propagandists went home, and the fund-raising team returned to the Aviation Committee with the money raised or the people's fat and ointment collected in disguise.
When Feng Tao returned home, it was already dusk, and he was walking alone on the stone steps, and there were few pedestrians on the street. Feng Tao walked and walked, and suddenly, two dogs and two accomplices came out of the front hallway.
The second dog said viciously: "Ge Laozi, your kid let the uncle make a fool of himself in public today, and the uncle will teach you a lesson today." ā
As he spoke, Ergouzi clenched his fists and hit Feng Tao, Feng Tao's body flashed, and then he stretched out his hand and pressed Ergouzi's two wrists, and pushed it back, and Ergouzi immediately fell to the ground. Just as the second dog fell, his accomplices also pounced on Feng Tao. Feng Tao raised his left foot and kicked the left guy in the stomach, and at the same time swung his right fist and hit the right guy in the head, and both guys fell down at the same time.
After the three guys fell, they got up again, and at the same time took out the dagger from their waists and shook it at Feng Tao. Under the light of the street lamp, the dagger flashed with a cold light.
Feng Tao saw that the three guys were swaggering and aggressive on the surface, but in fact, they were just fierce and bluffing, so he waved his hand disdainfully and sneered, "Come on, come on, as long as you are not afraid of being beaten to death by Lao Tzu, come to me." ā
The three guys didn't dare to move, just now they had already learned Feng Tao's strength, and they also saw that Feng Tao had some kung fu, and his fists and feet were very powerful, and he was not an easy one to deal with. Therefore, although they frequently shook their daggers at Feng Tao, they did not dare to move a single step.
At this time, the shouts of two women sounded behind Feng Tao, "Police, come quickly, someone has blocked the road and robbed." ā