This is the rhythm of being used as a shield!

Zhang Xuebing hates being used the most, but this time he had to pinch his nose and admit it.

Before Bolisva's words fell, she stretched out her slender wrist and grabbed Zhang Xuebing's arm, and deliberately leaned closer to lean on his shoulder, looking very intimate.

That Klisky's big white face instantly turned into a ripe crab shell, flushed red.

He muttered, and the stone translated, "Impossible, this person was deliberately found by you in order to shirk my pursuit, I don't believe you will like a yellow-skinned monkey!" ”

When the stone was translated here, he was immediately furious.

Zhang Xuebing is his most respected eldest brother, even more than his parents, and no one is allowed to insult him.

The stone was furious, and jumped up to smoke Klisky, who was much taller than himself.

Now is not the time to fight, Zhang Xuebing grabbed him quickly, "Today you are the translator, and I have something else!" ”

Shi didn't dare to disobey Zhang Xuebing, so he had to stand aside angrily.

Klisky glared at the stone fiercely, raised his hand and made a throat-slitting gesture, and sneered, "The yellow-skinned monkey dares to use force too?" ”

The stone glared back without showing weakness, and scolded in a broken screw language, "The white pig knows how to breed!" ”

Klisky was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant, and scolded, "You little yellow-skinned monkey is looking for death!" ”

The stone is very good at this kind of scolding war, and immediately-for-tat, "The white-skinned big fat pig is washed and waiting to be slaughtered!" ”

The two of them scolded each other with each other, causing everyone dancing around them to point fingers.

Zhang Xuebing didn't stop Shi from scolding him, a big man in his twenties had a verbal fight with a teenage hairy child, whether he suffered a loss or not, it was embarrassing.

After a while, Klisky was running out of words, and he would only scold the yellow-skinned monkey over and over again.

However, the stone is ingenious, using the learned screw language to make sentences randomly, although it does not conform to the grammar, but it sounds like a witty sentence with a unique sense of rhythm, which makes the onlookers shout magically.

Talent, this kid didn't make sentences smoothly in Chinese when he was in school, but he learned to make sentences in a foreign language, and he will definitely make a difference in the future!

"The Point Guard Is Here"

Zhang Xuebing turned his head to look at Boriswa, who was holding his arm, and the other party's face was full of embarrassment and shame, it seemed that he was embarrassed for her compatriots. At this time, Zhang Xuebing felt that the two of them were too close, and retreated slightly.

Boliswar noticed Zhang Xuebing's movements, hugged his arm angrily, and put half of his soft body on his back.

"You are now my dance partner, in your Beijing dialect, you have to act in a full set!"

It's all because of you, a foreign girl, who is doing business well and pulling me to dance.

Zhang Xuebing's heart was on fire, and he freed up his uninjured hand and slapped her buttocks hard as punishment.

Bolisva exhaled in a low voice, glancing at Zhang Xuebing fiercely with her beautiful eyes, and hugged his arms tighter, like a flirtatious little lover.

The scolding battle continued, and Klisky was already red-faced and had no power to counterattack, but the stone was like a fish in water.

Zhang Xuebing smiled bitterly, he was embarrassed for this Klistsky at the moment, no wonder the screw country was getting worse, and finally in this field, the heroism and arrogance of the older generation were all lost by these young people who only knew pleasure.

"That's enough, Klisky!" Natasha walked over with Lao Xiucai and a few Screw Country officers, her tense face was not angry, and her eyes flashed with anger.

"Don't you think it's a shame for the Union that you're a dignified officer, you're a dignified officer, and you're scolding a kid on the street?"

Klisky's big red face turned pale with shame, and he hurriedly stood up and saluted, bowing his head and saying nothing.

The crowd of onlookers also dispersed, and Lao Xiucai glared at Zhang Xuebing and Shishi, and said softly to Natasha.

"The young man in front of me is my proud disciple Zhang Xuebing, and the goods this time were also raised by him!"

Natasha was not only angry when she saw her daughter clinging to the boy, but also looked at Zhang Xuebing with appreciative eyes and nodded slightly to express her appreciation.

Borisva called out softly to her mother and stepped forward to hug Natasha for a while.

Natasha gently kissed her daughter's forehead, motioned her to go aside, and said to Zhang Xuebing in non-standard Mandarin, "Welcome to my second hometown, come to my hometown!" ”

Is this a tongue twister? Why does it still have a smell of Shandong Kuaishu? Could it be that her Chinese language teacher is from that side?

Three big question marks popped up in Zhang Xuebing's mind, and he greeted him very politely on the surface.

originally thought that Boriswa would not stick to it, but it backfired, and she stuck to it tightly, which made Zhang Xuebing's liver angry.

He hurriedly cleared his mind of distractions, exchanged pleasantries with Natasha, and tested the other party's attitude towards buying goods.

At this time, Klisky, who had just lost face, walked to the other end of the ballroom, picked up a glass of cold vodka on the dining table, and walked slowly towards a group of young officers.

"Hi Ivan, I just saw Borisva with a yellow-skinned monkey, and it seems to be very intimate......"

On the other side, Natasha waited for Zhang Xuebing's words to come to an end, and immediately picked up her wine glass and smiled.

"Tonight is a ball, the theme is joy and indulgence, business will be discussed tomorrow, young people, let your enthusiasm go, we old fellows will talk about it too!"

Natasha raised an eyebrow at her daughter and smiled playfully, "Bolisva, you need to accompany our guests!" ”

As soon as the words fell, she and Lao Xiucai walked to the far corner with wine glasses and plates, looking like they were going to continue to reminisce.

Zhang Xuebing doubted that the two of them would break out in a second spring and relive their old dreams.

As the soothing music sounded, Borisva chuckled, "My dance partner, don't you really want to ask me to do a dance?" ”

Zhang Xuebing rubbed his stomach, his face was embarrassed for a while, "It's okay to dance, but you also need to have strength, let's fill our stomachs first!" ”

Borisva shrugged her shoulders and led Zhang Xuebing to the T-shaped dining table.

The dance party is a buffet style, and guests can choose their favorite meals and drinks.

The dining table was surrounded by a sweet and greasy fragrance, which made Zhang Xuebing, who had long been hungry, feel like a fire in his belly.

But when he looked down at the contents of the dining table, he was immediately disappointed.

Originally, I thought that the mountains and delicacies were all over the world, but it turned out that only two kinds of barbecue meat were hard dishes, and the rest were some beetroot soup, borscht, and various vegetable and fruit salads.

The most numerous and most eye-catching are all kinds of bread, french fries, and potato chips, which are piled up like a hill and exude a sweet and greasy fragrance.

Since you are here, don't be polite, Zhang Xuebing greeted him with a stone and let him take care of himself, and picked up the dinner plate and table knife to cut the barbecue.

At this moment, several tall and sturdy young officers of the Screw Country, like a wall, slowly walked over.