The next day was still a little gray, and Xiang Wen had already come to Ding Nuo's door and pulled him out of his sleep with a sweet voice. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ding Nuo looked at the excited little Lori outside the door with sleepy eyes, her eyes were red and her eyes were dark, and she knew at a glance that this uneasy little Lori was reading notes and reading all night.

"Uncle, are you up? I'll bring you breakfast, Sister Hong's fritters and soy milk are delicious. ”

Little Lori was a little embarrassed to disturb Dino's sleep, and was ready to buy breakfast as a bribe.

She looked at him with shiny eyes, eager to start the course right away, even he had never been so diligent in his third year of high school. It can be seen that little Lori really likes to sing.

Touch her head and channel the forces of nature. Xiang Wen felt a comfortable warm current on her head, taking away all the tiredness in her body.

"Uncle Dingnuo, is this qigong? It's amazing, my eyes hurt just now, but now it's much more comfortable. ”

Fingers flicked Xiao Lori's forehead, and squatted with her head in her arms: "See if you dare to go to bed so late, children should have a good rest." ”

Xiang Wen whispered a few times: "I know, I know, it's really long-winded..."

"What do you say? I didn't hear..."Ding Nuo raised his finger to patiently persuade, and when Xiao Lori saw this, she immediately covered her forehead and said loudly: "I didn't say anything, I don't dare to go to bed late anymore." ”

Regardless of Xiang Wen, Ding Nuo sat aside and ate breakfast, Sister Hong's fritters were so delicious. A mouthful of fried dough sticks and a mouthful of soy milk is simply a great enjoyment of life.

Sister Hong's fritters are special, each one is finger long, because it is small, the heating area is more uniform, and every part of the golden skin is fragrant and crispy.

Little Lori saw Ding Nuo eating breakfast, sat happily on the side, and looked at him with a cheerful smile: "Is it delicious?" ”

"Isn't it delicious?" It's been a long time since anyone has bought him breakfast, and Ding Nuo feels warm in his heart.

The two tacitly agreed not to speak, enjoying the indescribable warmth......

......

Chen Hao's cigarette selling business in Beijing opened up the situation, and Jingcheng University of Technology became a member of the sales network, and four well-connected college students became his sales line.

They continued to sell god-level soft white sand, and it was summer vacation at this time, and the sales speed was quite slow.

An unexpected group has become the main consumer, that is, foreign students staying in Beijing. This situation made him ship more carefully, trying to cover up the existence of god-level soft white sand.

But God didn't fulfill people's wishes, and things still got bigger.

On a football field in Jiangbei, a massacre is underway.

The elite players of the home team Jiangbei were depressed and didn't know how to play, and the head coach Wang Dechang looked at the scoreboard sluggishly and muttered: "How is it possible... How is that possible? ”

Beijing Institute of Technology is a peculiar team in the domestic professional football league, the players are all students, and in previous years in the Chinese League barely relegated.

With the influx of real estate predator funds into the football industry, Beijing Institute of Technology is slowly unable to keep up with the rhythm of the Chinese League, and even with the support of the Beijing government, it cannot maintain its status in the Chinese League.

After being relegated from the Chinese League last year, this season collapsed directly to the bottom of the standings, and the powerful players left one after another, and the morale was low and getting worse and worse.

In this way, a fish belly team actually stunned the Jiangbei elite who was at the top of the list, Wang Dechang couldn't understand that the strength of Beijing Institute of Technology was too strong, and he had a feeling of facing Yangcheng Evergrande.

No... It is stronger than Evergrande, at least Evergrande is also in line with the objective laws of human beings, and Beijing Institute of Technology is simply a group of football robots.

Every player is an iron man who can't run to death, and after 80 minutes, he can still run back to the dragon gate. The forwards are as proficient as Messi's possessed shooting, the midfielders tease their players like children, and there is almost no defender to do, and they have run to the front court to stroll leisurely.

Suddenly, the goalkeeper of Beijing Institute of Technology dropped the dragon gate and connected the three people with the football, Wang Dechang stood up and kicked the stool over: "Fuck you, the goalkeeper will pass people with a bull's tail, and this ball can't be kicked." ”

As soon as the words fell, the goalkeeper of Beijing Institute of Technology entered the penalty area, and a hanging shot pierced the goal of the Jiangbei elite, 0:12 massacre...

On the other side, Ren Wenbai, the head coach of Beijing Institute of Technology, sat on the stool reservedly, smiling, and imagined that he would turn the tide and bring the players back to the Chinese League, and then enter the Chinese Super League, and cut Evergrande Shanghai Port Luneng one by one.

In the last game, Ren Wenbai's team was still in danger, and there were too many problems for the team, and it was a question of whether it could continue to exist.

Two days ago, when he was at a loss, the captain of the team, Jiang Huandong, came to his office and took out a bag of soft white sand.

Ren Wenbai saw his lover smoking, and slapped the table angrily: "What do you want to do?" Can a team give up on itself if it doesn't do well? ”

"Coach, listen to me, this smoke is not ordinary." Jiang Huandong hurriedly explained.

Laughing angrily, Ren Wenbai almost couldn't help but snatch the soft white sand and throw it into the trash, smoking is a taboo for professional football players.

"Huandong, no matter how ordinary cigarettes are, they are poison and will destroy you, if you still want to continue playing football and put down the cigarettes, I shouldn't have seen it."

Why didn't the coach listen to anyone's explanation, so he didn't speak, took out a soft white sand and stuffed it into Ren Wenbai's mouth, and personally lit a fire for him.

But it didn't work, the coach still had a gloomy face, and let him do it, so he had to beg: "Coach, you take a puff, this cigarette is not an ordinary cigarette, a pack costs 6,000 yuan." ”

Six... Six thousand? The Ninety-Five Supreme is not so expensive, Ren Wenbai looked like a dog, and reluctantly took a sip.

In an instant, his face changed drastically, and a monstrous wave rolled up in his heart, and his body was as comfortable as if a rusty machine had been injected with engine oil.

He is almost retired, and after smoking the soft white sand, he feels like he is back to 20 years old, and he is full of strength.

"Soft white sand, is this really soft white sand?" He picked up the cigarette case and studied it carefully, no matter how he looked at it, it was an ordinary pack of soft white sand.

Jiang Huandong smiled: "Coach, you haven't paid attention to Weibo, have you heard of god-level soft white sand?" It's crazy outside, and there are only a few people in the capital who can buy it. ”

Ren Wenbai was tortured by the team's affairs, and he couldn't sleep well, so he didn't have time to pay attention to Weibo. Thinking of the team, he couldn't help sighing, dropped the cigarette box and sat on the chair decadently: "It's useful, it's very enjoyable, but the team is broken, and it's useless to enjoy it." ”

Jiang Huandong leaned close to his side and whispered: "Why is it useless, I found that after smoking the god-level soft white sand, my physical fitness has greatly improved, and my physical strength and speed response have all increased by a notch." ”

Having personally experienced the power of god-level soft white sand, he understood Jiang Huandong's words at once, and hit it off.

After the Beijing Institute of Technology got the god-level soft white sand, its strength swelled like a balloon in just two days, and the Jiangbei elite became the first victim.

No one knew that there was a special foreigner sitting on the sidelines of the arena. He thought for a moment and whispered to himself: "Could it be that what classmate Jiang said is true?" If that's the case..."

Chen Hao didn't expect that the god-level soft white sand was about to make a big news and catch him off guard.

And it is impossible for Ding Nuo in S City to know these things, he is patiently teaching Xiang Wen to sing. Stimulate her voice with the power of nature and begin a lesson in the terrestrial version of the Bard's singing.