Chapter 45: It's a fierce man, not a blind man
It seems that this man is a blind Sven.
"Is your dignity flustered?"
The man was half-lying and supported his head with his hands, squinted pleasantly, raised the wine jug in his hand, and said very enjoyedly: "After drinking, I don't feel anything anymore." ”
"You're right." Hu Dajing nodded, still agreeing with what he said, some people are drunk and go crazy, which is manifested in the fact that God is the first and Lao Tzu is the second.
"Do you know why I drink?" The man said sadly.
Hu Dajing said: "It seems that I have encountered troubles. ”
and in order to pretend to be thirteen, this sentence is limited to the official complaint in the heart. Out of politeness, and the other party didn't know what it meant, she didn't say it explicitly.
"Nope." The man shook his head, "To forget." ”
Hu Dajing turned his head and touched his hair, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Do you know what I'm trying to forget?" The man straightened slightly.
It's still early, and although the beautiful man in front of him is a little pretended, it is still very conducive to the healing of the wound on his heart by talking to him.
"Forget what?" Hu Dajing looked back at the person in front of him who was so sad that he forgot the world, "Is it to forget which little lady has a husband?" ”
"Nope." The man was full of seriousness and said righteously, "Forget to drink." ”
Hu Dajing frowned.
What is this theory? Drinking is about forgetting to drink.
Dare to love those who look better these years, are their thoughts a little flawed, and they like to moan painlessly when they have nothing to do.
"Hehe, you're really special." Hu Dajing did not shy away from it this time, and rolled her eyes directly.
The man didn't care, and handed over the wine jug, "Little lady, do you want to have two sips too?" ”
"No need." Hu Dajing refused.
But his eyes were on the man's neatly trimmed nails, slender and white hands.
For the sake of your hands, I'll talk to him for a while.
"It's a shame to miss it like that." The man lamented.
"What's the pity?" Hu Dajing held his head in both hands and said disapprovingly.
Most of the wine here is rice wine, the old liquor is only brewed by the rich, most of it is used to entertain distinguished guests, Zhang Yusen's students drink rice wine together, the loss is rice wine, if it is old liquor, their performance is Lao Tzu first, God is a fart.
The person in front of him was drinking what should be old baijiu, and putting rice wine in such a delicate wine bottle, as a man, it was too petty.
The man smiled.
"Seeing that your face is dark and your brows are not furrowed, I want to jump off this top." The man said in a friendly tone, "Drink some wine to make sure you forget all your troubles." ”
Hu Dajing propped his hands on the ground and got up.
"Uncle, you always drink too much fake wine, right? What nonsense do you talk about in broad daylight? ”
The so-called more than half a hundred years old and spring, although the age of the two lives together is not half a hundred, this time crossing, it can be regarded as another spring, unless the brain is stuffed with donkey hair, you can't think of jumping from here.
The man didn't care, pinched the handle of the pot, raised his head and took a sip of wine, before he smiled: "The handwriting is good." ”
His eyes were looking at his hands, Hu Dajing lowered his head and saw the eight bright characters of "This son is not talented, his qualifications are mediocre".
"It's the ugliest word I've ever seen." Hu Dajing calmly hid the scroll behind him, and complained about Mr. Feihua eight hundred times in his heart.
The fog in the man's eyes did not dissipate: "It's me who is not doing things well." ”
Hu Dajing sighed.
"What are you talking about?"
"I wrote these eight words." The man covered his face and said, "It's because I didn't think about it, I didn't expect that these simple eight words would have such a great impact on you, and it would reach the point of suicide." ”
Hu Dajing had already guessed the identity of the person in front of him, which would rattle his teeth and vibrate his eardrums.
When people are angry, they tend to be unclear-headed.
So, like an eagle carrying a chicken, Hu Dajing picked up the man, gritted his teeth and said, "Six books..."
"Exactly down there." The man happily admitted, "Hahaha, oops, I can actually float in mid-air, it's amazing!" ”
Hu Dajing's brain was a little unconscious at the beginning, and in the face of a person who hits his self-confidence every day, if he can maintain consistent sobriety, he is a god!
She's not a god, she's just a person with divine powers.
Hu Dajing stared at Mr. Liushu in front of him, who looked like a child eating candy for the first time, and still controlled his arms that wanted to throw him out.
Because he still has to continue to study here, although throwing him out is an easy matter, the consequences are serious.
In the blink of an eye, Hu Dajing had already considered several consequences.
It's all rocks here, what if you fall to your death? Even if he survives by luck, what if he is paralyzed, won't he have to serve him all his life.
He still has so many students, after all, the ancients valued the teacher's kindness, and the teacher's words were even more effective than her father's words, although she could beat them, she really had to beat so many people, it was still very tiring.
If he is fine, he will definitely give himself endless shoes in the future.
Her high school homeroom teacher, because of her Mediterranean style, once she was chatting with her classmates, she said "the head teacher's old bald donkey", which happened to be heard by the Mediterranean who was idle and bored and wandering around.
The old man was also able to calm down, and did not say anything on the surface, and from then on, her three years of hellish life in high school officially began.
It's all a trivial thing to ask questions in class, in the age of spring heart, the classmates next to her are all in pairs, only she doesn't recruit boys to see, the old man privately warns any boy to be silent and collide with Hu Dajing to create any love fireworks.
I'd rather demolish a temple than a love! The Mediterranean is really ruthless!
Mr. Liushu grinned and said, "Can you still lift me higher?" ”
Hu Dajing smiled and said: "I must be able to, I have a lot of strength, you look at it!" ”
As he spoke, he lifted Mr. Liushu to the top of his head like a weight.
Mr. Liushu smiled even more happily and praised: "What a good boy, he really stands tall and can see far!" ”
Hu Dajing said with a smile: "Has that gentleman ever heard the phrase standing high and falling loudly?" ”
Just as Mr. Liushu pondered this sentence, the whole person fell straight from the sky like a parabola.
Mr. Liushu's premonition of the earth-shattering situation did not happen, but he still let out an "oops", and the old waist was clogged to the end, after all, there is not as much meat on the waist as there is on the belly.
Hu Dajing finally chose to handle it gently.
She snatched the small silver flask from Mr. Liushu's hand, shook it in front of him, and then kneaded the jug into a strange ball like a dough, and the clear wine dripped down her hand.
"Uncle, what can you do with this little wine in this small wine jug? The world is going down, pretending to be a Sven person is too much, and you will fall into the black ditch when you go out. ”
At this moment, Mr. Liushu looks like Ah Jin after being scared silly.
Hu Dajing threw the ball in his hand to Mr. Liushu's side, rubbed his hand on him in disgust, and then left with a dashing step.
"The third lady of the Hu family is really a fierce person, it turns out that she is not blinding!"