Chapter Twenty-Seven: Zhuge Dali: So Your English Name is Jack?

Ten minutes later, Love Apartment, Room 3602.

When Zhang Wei and Curry Sauce discussed the prosecution plan and came up from the print shop downstairs, they saw such a scene:

Meng Lang and Zhuge Dali sat side by side on the sofa, one holding juice in their hands and the other holding an ice coke, drinking slowly, clinking glasses from time to time.

And right in front of them, a young man in a sky blue sweatshirt with a down-to-earth appearance was performing "Eighteen Rolls on the Spot" in the living room, and at the same time, his mouth was still whining, he couldn't hear what he was saying, and snot and tears were everywhere.

Zhang Wei first rubbed his eyes, made sure that he was not dazzled, and then asked the two people on the sofa: "Boss!" Vigorously. Who is this man? How did it end up in an apartment? And it's ...... Lying on the show? โ€

Meng Lang took a slow sip of ice cola and said indifferently, "Oh, no. This is Dali's classmate Wu Laoer, who came to show Dali today that his cerebral thrombosis was cured. โ€

Zhang Wei: โ•ฎ(โ”€โ–ฝโ”€)โ•ญ?

I don't read much, don't lie to me, this is to show that cerebral thrombosis is cured? How do I feel like I've just come to perform and have just gotten brain-dead?

So, Zhang Wei, who didn't understand the truth, also walked to the refrigerator and took out the ...... that he had put in the morning Boiled water, sit on the other side of the sofa and enjoy Zhao Haitang's performance......

Don't say it, this little leg kick is quite chic!

Still curry sauce is good-hearted, and walked over and asked with a worried face: "Brother Meng Lang, will he stain our floor like this?" Lawyer Zhang is very tired from mopping the floor every day. โ€

Zhao Haitang on the floor: ั‰ (ใ‚šะ”ใ‚šั‰)!

'I'm like this, none of you came up to comfort me and didn't say anything, and you were afraid that I would stain the floor!?' Are you devils? โ€™

The poor child cried even more sadly......

Ten minutes later, the number of onlookers watching Zhao Haitang roll changed from 4 to 8, not only Hu Yifei, Chen Meijia, Lu Ziqiao, but even Ajie, who was passing by the express delivery, was successfully attracted by Zhao Haitang's chic leg kicking action.

After another thirty minutes of questioning, Hu Yifei, who was still a teacher, couldn't stand the students continuing to be so sad (Meng Lang felt that she was tired of seeing it).

I saw her step forward and slap Zhao Haitang on the back of the head, shouting: "Hold it back for me!" โ€

The marmot's cry came to an abrupt end.

Hu Yifei rushed into Zhang Wei's office, picked up the remaining half pack of "Bixiangyin" tissues from the table and threw it in front of Zhao Haitang.

"How old are you? Is it a shame to cry like this? Wipe it clean yourself. โ€

Seeing that Zhao Haitang had recovered, Meng Lang was too lazy to deal with him, so he got up and said, "Yifei, you can chat with Haitang, let him slow down, I still have some personal matters with Dali, let's go back to the room first." โ€

After that, he gave Zhuge a strong look, and took her back to his room.

"Wow! โ€”โ€”โ€

Seeing Zhuge Dali's little face blushing and following Meng Lang into the room, and hearing the sound of the door locking, the big brother Haitang cried again, the kind that was useless to coax.

Everyone present looked at Zhao Haitang holding half a pack of tissues and crying bitterly, shook their heads and left one after another - no matter how interesting the performance is, they will get tired of watching too much, not to mention that Zhao Haitang is already crying and not rolling at this time.

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Inside Meng Lang's room.

Zhuge vigorously looked at the furnishings in the room with great interest, and felt that although it was ordinary on the surface, it had an indescribable freshness.

Suddenly, the little girl's eyes fell on a photo frame on the table.

It was a group photo, in which a six- or seven-year-old boy who looked like Meng Lang was leaning on the chest of an old man who looked four or five points similar to him, and the two of them were smiling happily.

stepped forward and took a closer look, and there was a line of black pen handwriting on the photo - I wish little Jack eternal health and happiness.

Meng Lang had just rummaged through something on the bedside table, and when he turned around, he found that Dali was holding the photo frame and looking at it carefully, so he spoke:

"That's a picture of me and my grandfather when I was a child, I haven't seen my parents, I lived with my grandfather when I was a child."

Dali nodded thoughtfully, pointed to the handwriting on the photo and asked, "Then what is?" โ€

"Oh, I hated learning English when I was a kid, and my grandfather told me that if I got 90 points in English, he would take me to an amusement park, obviously, I was smart." Meng Lang shrugged indifferently.

"Because it's a reward for the English test, that's why your English name is written? Jack๏ผŸ โ€

"Well, what's the problem?"

"I didn't ...... No. Thinking of her English name, the little girl couldn't help but blush a little.

"Well, it's good if you don't. Vigorously, this one is for you. As he spoke, he handed Zhuge Dali two pamphlets.

"What is this?" Zhuge vigorously took the booklet, and saw that on the cover of the booklet, one was written "Meng's Heart Method" and the other was "Meng's Footwork", I didn't know what I thought, and my little face was red again.

"Since you want to join the health brigade, then you must increase your self-protection ability accordingly, this Meng family's mental method is cultivated with strong internal qi and is suitable for healing, and the power of the other Meng's footwork should have been seen just now."

That's right, these two booklets were exactly what Meng Lang originally intended to use as a performance reward within the team, one is a simplified version of the Sacred Heart Trick Internal Strength, and the other is a simplified version of the Indulgence Ascending Immortal Steps.

I believe that with Zhuge Dali's mind, he will be able to greatly increase his own strength in the short term.

Meng Lang looked solemn and said in a condensed voice: "Now, you have three hours to memorize these two exercises, let's start immediately." โ€

Hearing this, Zhuge nodded his little head vigorously and solemnly, put aside distracting thoughts and began to memorize seriously.

So, in the room.

Zhuge vigorously endorsed seriously, and Meng Lang took his mobile phone to hit the king pesticide.

This time he played Han Shin.

True Parkour Stream Hanshin.

I saw his fingers operating quickly, the enemy advanced and I retreated, the enemy retreated and I retreated, the enemy was not in me and retreated again and again, and the figure never reached the enemy half.

The data of all the troops, all the red and blue, 0 kills, 0 deaths, 0 assists, and 0 team participation allowed him to successfully receive 4 reports after the game surrendered.

ใ€Ding! Congratulations to the host, complete the achievement "I like you like the way you can't get used to me and can't kill me (II)", and get a reward junior lottery once]

Unsurprisingly, the raffle chance gets.

Sending the IDs of the two people with the most smelly mouths to the company's field support department and telling them to do things according to the old rules, Meng Lang couldn't help but feel in a good mood, and even felt that the scene in front of him was brighter.

You see, even the great force looks like it's going to glow......

Forehead? Wait a minute! it! Vigorously, this is really glowing!

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