君が知らないマダオ[8]

Also known as Du Gong's reason for not coming to update. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This column was contributed by the friendship of the name and the line.

About the author: The name and the year of the line, that is, the Song Gong. Ask for ship C to dry, ask for fresh bamboo shoots to make bamboo shoot rice dishes.

Song Gong is not a capable person who does not know how to pretend to understand, and he tastes a few pages of Qianjin Fang, that is, he thinks he is proficient in Qi Huang, and he is a book "Hanging the pot to help the world, Pudu the world" in the room, and then asked the cake to cut the gong, so that he practiced boxing to extinguish the fire, and he fell to the ground and tore it apart. I also tried to read a few pages of Zhou Yi, that is, I thought I was proficient in divination, and I was ashamed to tear it up in the book "Knowing the sky and changing my life, and understanding the gods" in the room.

Song Gong has never been exposed to strange food, but he was unwilling to admit cowardice in front of Du Gong, and he once forcibly ate four five-kernel moon cakes of the cult, and the world was turned upside down for a while, the sun and moon were dull, and he vomited and diarrhea for three days before he could be relieved.

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Its twenty-nine.

A **** raised a knife to urge the change, and saw Du Gong silent in front of the screen, so he borrowed a copy of Lu Gong's serious literature to watch.

Du Gong suddenly asked: Song Gong, what is the meaning of the word "konjac"?

Me: Plants are also useless in Japanese.

D: Absolutely.

After that, Du Gong wrote it down in his notes.

Du: Song Gong, what is the meaning of the word "Dongyun"?

Me: The color is also, the red and yellow of the sky is also.

D: Absolutely.

After that, Du Gong wrote it down in his notes.

Me: You might as well write these words.

Du: This is an exercise in the pursuit of elegant wording, and Song Gong can take a look.

I saw a revised quote on the screen:

Cake: Lu Gong, your words are unbearable, and you look the same as Dongyun-colored Xiang.

Du Gong is the editor-in-chief of "Quotations of the Cake Gong", which I know.

Me: Is this what you call urbane?

D: Yes, the wording of the first few chapters is a little childish and not serious enough, and I plan to rewrite it with some effort to update it.

Song Gong was stunned, deeply saddened by the fate that Gao Ya Ci was about to suffer, and slashed at Du Gong with a knife.

So, that day, Du Gong was sandwiched into a dictionary and made a sandwich, which was not updated.

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Its thirty.

Under the banner of "sleep is the best rest", Du Gong often stayed out of bed for most of the day.

A **** raised a knife to urge the change, and saw that Du Gong was still being beaten.

Me: Du Gong, it's noon, and you still don't get up, how can you be like a sloth?

Du: Song Gong didn't know that Zhonggong was in the upper part of last night, shouting and fighting, and he didn't fall asleep until four o'clock.

So I forgave Du Gong and found him the next day.

Me: Du Gong, it's noon, you still don't get up, how can you be like a sleeping monkey?

Du: Song Gong didn't know that Lu Gong was in the Three Kingdoms last night, yelling at five and drinking six, and he didn't fall asleep until four o'clock.

So I forgave Du Gong and found him on the third day.

Me: Du Gong, the sun is on the third pole, you still don't get up, how can you be like a koala?

Du: Song Gong didn't know anything, the cake Gong practiced boxing last night, shouting like the wind, and he didn't fall asleep until four o'clock.

I looked at Du Gong's computer, and the quotation of Cake Gong was updated yesterday:

Cake: It turns out that it's my fault that the boxing is too loud, and I'm silent now, do you care?

I read this quote, and then swung my knife and slashed at Du Gong, whose face was swollen to the color of pig liver.

So, that day, Du Gong was cut into several sections with the quilt and was not updated.

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Its thirty-one.

The mecha operators often gather in the Du Mansion, looking for various names to hold hot pot parties. At this time, there are Lu metric pot bottoms, Song Gong dishes, Du metric meals, and all diners are feasting.

One day after dinner, because we were talking about writing, I looked at Du Gong.

Me: Du Gong's cuisine is excellent, and the style of writing is wonderful.

The diners said yes.

Du Gong was triumphant, and he looked up to the sky and folded his waist at 90 degrees and said: These two are the foundation of a certain mecha operation system, why not practice more?

I took advantage of the situation and said: Today, Du Gong's cuisine has been served, and I still ask Du Gong to show his hand in the text to open his eyes.

All are good.

Du Gong could not shirk on the spot, so he had to agree. So the next day, I found Du Gong with great ambition.

Me: Du Gong, yesterday everyone said everything before, but now what's the update?

Du Gong was calm and relaxed, and quickly opened an article on the computer, after some work that seemed to be a search and replacement. He turned to look at me.

Du: Song Gong, the words on the table should be done in the way of the dining table, you see this "Research on the Supply Prospect of Gutter Oil Raw Materials in Dongming Forestry University", which is the culmination of my culinary literature, and the right is updated today.

Me: Let me go to my room for a moment.

I went back to my room and took out the key discussion I had published in my internal journal, "Research on the Prospect of the Supply of Imperial Gutter Oil Raw Materials", and returned to Du Gong's office, and once compared, it seemed that only the name of the place had been replaced.

Me: This is Song's article, what is the use of Du Gong?

Du: Why is Song Gong so sluggish, this is to help you make a name for yourself!

So, that day, Du Gong was rolled into an egg cake and was not updated.

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Its thirty-two.

In front of Du Gong's code words, he always has to hold his breath and sit in front of the display screen, claiming to be "tidying up his thoughts".

A **** raised a knife to urge the change, and saw that there was no one in the room, but Du Gong contemplated in front of the table, put his hands in his pockets, and seemed to be settled. I didn't want to disturb, so I stood quietly behind me.

After a while, Du Gong seemed to feel that he couldn't speak for a long time under the pressure of my gaze, so he stretched out his hands and prepared to update.

- Knock! Boom! Boom!

D: Who's coming?

- Your uncle!

Du: This is Lu Gong. Song Gong paused for a moment, and let me reiterate the etiquette of facing the room.

After that, Du Gong gave Lu Gong an in-depth physical education.

D: It's not good, it's too much exercise, and my mind has to be reorganized.

After speaking, Du Gong returned to his settled posture.

After a while, Du Gong seemed to feel that he couldn't speak for a long time under the pressure of my gaze, so he stretched out his hands and prepared to update.

- Knock! Boom! Boom!

D: Who's coming?

- Your second uncle!

Du: This is Zhonggong. Song Gong paused for a moment, and let me reiterate the etiquette of facing the room.

After that, Du Gong conducted an in-depth physical education for Zhonggong.

D: It's not good, it's too much exercise, and my mind has to be reorganized.

After speaking, Du Gong returned to his settled posture.

After a while, Du Gong seemed to feel that he couldn't speak for a long time under the pressure of my gaze, so he stretched out his hands and prepared to update.

- Knock! Boom! Boom!

D: Who's coming?

- Didn't you text me back?!

After I heard the yin and yin voice of the cake man outside the door, I recalled that Du Gongjin had his hands in his pockets unnaturally and slashed at the guy with a knife.

So, that day, Du Gong was stabbed into a honeycomb in simple terms, and there was no update.