Chapter 134: Poetry and Gentlemen

Since it was a spiritual exercise, it was natural that there must be spiritualists involved, and there were not enough spiritualists in the Lingmeng, so the city government had to invite 'professional foreign aid'.

In the grove in the corner of the school, Ye Yan and his men were hiding there.

The importance of this operation was emphasized from the beginning, but what he was doing now made his men feel a black line.

"Alas......"

Ye Yan was holding a ragdoll brown bear in his left hand and a black lace pans in his right hand, and this melancholy guy seemed to be struggling with what he was doing again.

"How so? It's weird...... Why do I always feel like they go well together...... But that's not right, this is a puppet, a child's thing, this is a pans, a woman's pans, how can it be a ride...?"

"Ah, is that going to be the case?" he said, with a look of sudden realization.

"A woman adds a child, and a woman gives birth to a child,...... Pregnant women, that's the ......"

Ye Yan completely ignored the eyes of his subordinates, and in broad daylight, he actually took a woman's pans and put it on the ragdoll bear.

"It's all troublesome stuff... Yes... Trouble is dead......" Although he said that he was troublesome, his tone was still flat.

Before he could figure it out, he put down what he was doing, it's one thing to be cranky, he's here to complete the mission, well, the mission.

Coincidentally, at this moment a light breeze blew, and a yellow and green leaf fell from the green canopy and drifted right before his eyes.

For no reason, Ye Yan thought about it, but he wanted to write a poem:

"It's the height of summer again

Another leaf fell

It's still that place

It's still that sentimental

The fallen leaves have also withered and yellowed a little."

"Good poetry, good poetry. When he was done, the guy actually admired himself with amusement, and then turned back to his group of men who looked fierce and vicious, "What do you think of this poem?"

Yikes... How to say it, it's the first time they've come to this place, and they're helpless when they encounter this kind of thing, but after all, the other party is their leader, even if it's temporary, even if it looks like a neurotic, they can't tell the truth in front of him.

"Okay!" a big man with a beard on his face was the first to speak, he clapped his hands violently, and the muscles in his arms bulged, "The chief's poem is written too meaningfully, ah... It reminds me of autumn in my hometown, where the mountains are full of fallen leaves......"

- This bull's head actually hit the horse's mouth......

In this group of subordinates, there was a guy with a goat's beard, a calm face, and a dog-headed military strategist's demeanor, he pretended to be intoxicated with the appearance of a poem, stroked his goat's whiskers, and shook his head and shook his head.

"Hmm... Not bad, wonderful, wonderful, 'another one', 'still that', 'still that', 'still that', this last sentence, on the surface, says that this fallen leaf is more yellow than last year's, but it is two different fallen leaves, how can you say that. The word 'also' is the finishing touch, and the 'yellowed slightly' is not the fallen leaves, it's the leader!"

The so-called love can't help it in the depths, and the dog-headed military advisor suddenly became excited, "The leader has broken his heart for the organization all these years, let me say, leader, you really have to take care of your body, and after this trip, you can rest in peace." ”

At this point, this sanctimonious guy took out a card with a black bottom and pink words from his pocket, "This is a high-level VIP card of 'Floating Dreams', please accept it!"

This person is really brazen, he only started to be Ye Yan's subordinate a few days ago, and it is temporary, Ye Yan is airborne, he won't stay for long, but that's it, he also tries his best to have a good relationship with the other party, this oily and slippery appearance is really... It's just to the hearts of people!

Ye Yan's melancholy face immediately added a bit of brilliance after hearing this, and everyone could see that this sycophant was right.

"No need. ”

He rejected the other person's 'meaning', and then looked up at the lush leaves above his head, "I'm not interested in that, I just like to think about the meaning of life......"

What kind of thing is that? Few of these men have ever committed a literary illness, but flattery is such a thing, and saying something nice will never disturb people's ears.

"Leader Takami, I've been very cheesy in the pursuit of material comforts before, it's really low-level, and I'm afraid that's why I've been looking at the leader's back. ”

"Yes, yes, the leader really deserves to be the leader, and he speaks much more profoundly than our squad leader. ”

"Hey, how can your squad leader compare with the leader, the leader is the trump card of the trump cards, and your squad leader is almost the same as lifting the leader's shoes. ”

"Of course, your squad leader is like Shih Tzu tofu dregs, scary, of course we have to lift shoes. ”

These people seem to be from different teams, and there are a lot of contradictions in private.

"Alas......" Ye Yan sighed, these temporary subordinates are all old slippery heads, although the words are good, but... It's not atmospheric.

"Speaking of which, I still think these two things go well together. ”

He turned his attention back to the brown bear puppets and pans.

"Be quiet, don't disturb me thinking. ”

A sentence interrupted the subordinates who were sneering at each other, and after they all fell silent, Ye Yan continued to fiddle with the things in his hands.

Put pans on the brown bear's head, and it looks loose.

"Well..... strange, isn't this the right way to wear it? Why is it so big?"

took it off and used the way people wore it to replace the brown bear puppet, but only after wearing one leg, Ye Yan hesitated again.

"Too big for ......" After all, how big can a ragdoll bear leg be......

"Ah......" he thought of a gentleman in a suit, "it must be like that." ”

So, he then clamped the puppet under his armpit and folded it around with a pans in his hand......

"That's not right... That's not right... Why is it so hard to fold a bow tie......"

He was fiddling with the pans, and the rest had nothing to do, and after a moment of silence, the emboldened ones began to whisper.

"What is this doing, Chief?" - confused.

"That pans ......" - the face is solemn.

"What?" - curious.

"It's the ...... that I have worn" - mixed feelings.

"What!"β€”shocked.

"Who?, who wears?" - others who joined the conversation out of curiosity.

"Look at the chief, fiddling with pans so openly and with a nonchalant face, I'm afraid it's ......" - I am very afraid to think about it.

"You mean, that pans are worn by the chief?" - fear.

"Eight or nine is not far from ten. But not necessarily, have you ever heard of a gentleman's cat?"

"Gentleman cat?

"It's what Bauhinia City has been spreading lately, every late at night, a pervert wearing a cat's head mask will come to the balcony of the girl's house and steal a pans that the girl has passed. ”

"It's amazing, I don't even have the courage to steal, that person still dares to steal every day. "β€”envy.

"I don't dare ...... either"

"And ah, that gentleman cat was only discovered after stealing it for a while, and no one had even seen it at first, and then it was caught by the camera by chance. At first, it seemed to be called the pans thief.,After being found to be wearing a cat's head mask to commit a crime.,It's called a cat's head pervert.,And then you know.,Recently, the Internet has been cleaned.,It's always perverted and perverted that it's easy to teach bad children.,The title became a gentleman's cat.。 - Popular Science.

"Look at the chief, do you think it's possible?" - a look of suspicion.

"Hmm......" The dog-headed military advisor looked at Ye Yan who was facing Pans like this and that again, and shook his head, looking like 'that person is useless', "That's a psychopath, not a gentleman." ”

"Shhhh What do you say...... Why do you care so much? ”