"Then we need to have a well-thought-out plan." Mr. Zhang turned the unpredictable pencil in his fingertips, and propped his arm on the table. In front of him was a piece of paper, a clean white paper.

"As for it?" Mo Ji blew, "Didn't you say that you were summoned by me, why are you so inferior." ”

Teacher Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Of course, your father is really not easy to mess with." ”

"Cut." Mo Tu rolled his eyes again. Xiao Zhengtai rolled his eyes, which is actually quite cute, and Mr. Zhang wants to pinch his unpredictable face now.

"Or you can hold me hostage." Unpredictable had a flash of inspiration, "It's like a gangster taking hostages in a movie, the knife is directly on my neck, I don't mind you cutting a cut on my neck." When the time comes, you will pinch my throat and ask me to kneel down and call me Dad, saying that you will let me go if you do this. ”

"And then? In the end I don't want GG. Teacher Zhang was skeptical of the unpredictable student's approach.

"You? Fulfilling my wish shouldn't disappear immediately? "Unpredictable.

Teacher Zhang said righteously: "It will definitely not disappear immediately, even if it will disappear immediately, I will solve one thing before that moment comes." ”

"What's the matter?"

"I did you such a big favor, you owe me a favor, I will let you return this favor to me before leaving." Teacher Zhang said.

"It doesn't matter." He waved his hand in an unpredictable manner, as if he didn't care at all, "It's another clumsy game of the old witch and the handsome prince for one thing." ”

"It's troublesome not to always put on a stinky face, 'That's it, I'm not on the same channel as the world.'" Teacher Zhang flicked the unpredictable head.

Mo Tu exclaimed, he didn't want to mention how cool.

……

"Then do as I say."

It's already eight o'clock.

Zhang Yichi silently watched and wrote an hour's homework.

Mo Tu put the books into his small school bag, as if he couldn't wait to declare war on his Lao Tzu.

"If you don't do it, you won't die." Zhang Yichi was pulled by Mo Tu to the counter.

Chen Sansheng went outside to prepare food, and now there are only the two of them in the bookstore. Mo Tu took out a sharp bronze short sword from the counter and handed it to Zhang Yichi.

"This ...... This is a cultural relic, right......" Zhang Yichi took the bronze short sword, looking at the simple lines and the vaguely exuded breath of time, he was a little distracted.

"It's just a small object, remember, when we get to the door, you will put the knife on my neck and threaten my Lao Tzu, let him kneel down and call me Dad." unpredictable constantly told Zhang Yichi about the process of planning.

Zhang Yichi has long remembered the process, but he still doesn't feel at ease.

"It's finished." Zhang Yichi waved the bronze long sword, feeling quite handy, Mo Ji didn't deny that this was an antique thing just now, the antiquity is still so sharp, it's really a sword, "You just pout your ass and stand at the door of the bookstore." ”

"What are you pouting for?" Mo Ji walked to the door of the bookstore and looked outside, "I guess they are coming soon, come and come, set up knives and knives." ”

This is actually very wrong, but it is very reasonable to put it on Mo Unpredictable, he can do everything, and he has the same urine sex as an unscrupulous author.

Zhang Yichi put the bronze short sword on the unpredictable neck, and the two of them kept this posture and waited quietly for the unpredictable father to come back.

"Actually, I have a question, I held you hostage just so that you can kneel down for you? Obviously we're in this group. Zhang Yichi said.

"The realism is really not too high, but it's not a big problem, you first draw a knife on my neck, see blood, it's more deterrent."

"If you don't catch it, you will be stabbed in the neck and spurt a pool of blood, and you will be finished." Zhang Yichi will not let the unpredictable come to him.

"Okay, okay." Unpredictable pouting.

……

Ten minutes later, Mo X and Chen Sansheng came back side by side, Mo X was holding a cigarette, and Chen Sansheng was carrying a bag in his hand.

The two walked to the door and paused, their eyes indifferent, not even looking at each other.

"Call the doctor from the psychiatric hospital to pull people in." Mo X spit out his cigarette and said lightly.

Chen Sansheng nodded: "Okay, I'll contact you later." ”

Mo X finished the few remaining cigarettes outside the bookstore, and then walked past the two of them into the bookstore. Chen Sansheng put the two pancakes in the bag in front of his unpredictable heels and instructed, "After playing, go in early." Otherwise, according to your father's urine, you will go to school tomorrow and go to a mental hospital to meet new people. ”

After that, Chen Sansheng also entered the bookstore.

Only the two of them were left in the doorway, messy in the wind.

"Your credibility is low." Zhang Yichi held the knife, with a faint sense of melancholy.

Mo Ji was silent and did not speak.

"Okay, let's get here today, and then find a way to make your Lao Tzu bow his head and admit his mistakes tomorrow." Zhang Yichi rubbed his unpredictable head and retracted the knife.

Mo Ji grabbed the blade of the bronze dagger with his bare hands, and in an instant, his hand was cut open, and red blood dripped down the blade.

"You ......" Zhang Yichi felt unpredictable and was very sad now.

"Play is big, you can't always be watched as a child." Mo Ji said, as if he didn't feel the pain, pulled the bronze dagger back, put it against his neck, and shouted at the bookstore, "If you don't come out again, I'll really wipe my neck!" ”

There was no movement......

"Find a more suitable way tomorrow, it's just a routine." Zhang Yichi comforted.

He suddenly felt that the unpredictable was so pitiful, and there would be people who ignored the unpredictable, and there would be unpredictable and helpless people. Sure enough, if there is a father, there will be a son, Jiang is still old and spicy, and your father will always be your father.

"It's really forcing me......" Mo Tu gritted his teeth, his body trembling slightly.

Zhang Yichi knew very well that Mo X didn't care if his father could kneel down and call him dad, but Mo X would always be disdainful of anything, and even his son would ignore it every day, and even his son was about to be wiped on his neck.

A man who was ignored by his father......

It seems that there is no weakness at all, and the unpredictable has such a tragic life......

"I'll teach him a lesson." Zhang Yichi stretched out his hand and broke the unpredictable hand, and walked towards the bookstore with a bronze short sword, "You really summoned me, since this is the case, it is also within my accusation to help you relieve your anger." ”

Unpredictably lowered the hand that had been cut open, turned his head, and looked at Zhang Yichi's back.

Zhang Yichi guessed that he knew that Mo Ji must be looking at him from behind, and he must be extremely tall in Mo Ji's heart now. Thinking of this, the fear brought by Mo X, who is a little difficult to mess with, is not so great.

Seeing that Zhang Yichi seemed to be a lone hero in the movie, Mo Yi muttered expressionlessly: "Go all the way." ”