tiger teacher

Agou woke up.

At the moment when he closed his eyes with endless regret in his dream.

This dream is like a movie full of sound, color, blood and tears, but the protagonist is himself.But Ah Gou can only watch those unchangeable stories about him happen and pass away, the familiar and strange faces around him disappear and reappear, appear and disappear, the strange people become mature and return to the strange people, come on. Back and forth and back and forth.

The old ceiling fan on the roof was creaking, and there was an indistinct melody from the radio next to it. It was difficult to tell which was a dream and which was reality. Time and space seemed to be in my ears at such a moment Intertwined and become messy.

"woke up?"

"What did you do to me?" Agou propped his body with his hands and rubbed back, the tear-soaked pillow was right behind him, his face felt compact after tears, and the corners of his mouth were bitter and salty .

That dream kept tumbling and spinning in Agou's head, playing it repeatedly back and forth, the helpless sourness filled his heart, and he couldn't let go or break free.

"You slept for three hours, it's okay."

A Gou leaned against the corner, hugging his knees with both hands, and buried his face in it, not in the mood to speak at all, his mind was already in a mess.

"Oh, it looks like you're having a nightmare."

nightmare?Does it count?Agou asked himself several times, but he didn't have an actual answer to whether the dream just now was a nightmare or not.Although my heart was sour, the dream was full of warmth after careful recollection, helplessness, sadness, warmth, etc., all the tastes were contained in it, it was really hard to tell whether it was a good dream or a nightmare.

"I feel very uncomfortable." Agou pinched his forehead: "It's an indescribable feeling."

"It's o... an indescribable feeling." The uncle leaned on the recliner, shaking his fan: "Huangliang Yimeng, Zhuang Shenghuadie. This monkey drinks summer, autumn and winter, whether it's bitter, sweet, sour, or spicy. Can't say it."

"how do you know……"

"It's like drinking water. I know the taste of this water, of course because I have also tasted it." The uncle smiled and turned to look at Agou: "After seeing your own life, do you have any thoughts?"

"No..." Agou shook his head blankly: "This... I don't know, I can't tell."

"Normal, do you think you can make your life more perfect?"

Agou was taken aback, and he clenched his hands heavily: "Yes!"

The uncle laughed, sat up from the rocking chair, stood in front of the counter of the small shop, took out two cans of Harbin Beer, and threw a bottle to Agou: "But the thing that can change is not being born."

After the beer was opened, there was hissing bubbles. The uncle gulped down half of the bottle, wiped his mouth and said to Agou with a smile: "When I was young, I had the same thoughts as you. I kept trying to let myself Deviate from the life in the dream, but go around and find that everything is not as good as the story there."

"You mean... this dream is real?" Agou's eyes widened: "Impossible!"

"Of course not, it's just a dream." The uncle walked to Agou and pointed to the jar of monkey wine: "Another glass?"

Agou shook his head hastily: "No... never again..."

"Haha." The uncle laughed and walked to a table, looked straight at the black and white photo above, and murmured: "I used to like Wang Jie crazily, and the song "One Game, One Dream" always It gave me an urge to play the game. But then I found out that entering life is not a game, you can only look back on the path you have traveled, but it is impossible to walk it all over again.”

After all, Ah Gou is an abc with a weak Chinese background. After being talked about by this uncle, he became more and more confused. Now he is more and more confused about what this uncle wants to express to him, let alone what he wants to express to himself. What was the motive behind that glass of wine.

"Since you know this monkey wine, then you should know its origin."

Agou blinked his eyes: "I actually don't know, I just heard from my grandfather that the hardest thing in life is to drink a glass of monkey wine when you are old, and the most painful thing in life is to drink a glass of monkey wine when you are young. Then I asked what monkey wine is...he told me what it was..."

"I am most fortunate to have a glass of monkey wine when I am old, and it is most painful to have a glass of monkey wine when I am young... Hahahaha, brilliant." The uncle nodded heavily: "Yes... what is better than living again."

Agou looked at the uncle warily: "What's your name!"

"Your grandfather's name is Wang Sanwu."

"Oh!" Ah Gou exclaimed, "You... how do you know!"

The uncle pursed his lips and patted Agou's head: "Your father's name is Wang Shun."

A Gou was even more surprised, this surprise almost turned into panic, he couldn't even speak, he could only stare at the uncle with wide eyes, his whole body was in a state of shock.

"As long as you are still in the five elements, you will wear a certain number. You have a tattoo, and the pattern is a red-crowned crane."

At that time, Agou's chrysanthemum tightened, and he quickly opened his clothes to look at the crane pattern on his chest. His whole body was sluggish, like a severely mentally retarded person.

"you you……"

"Did your grandfather tell you? What do dragons, tigers, cranes, turtles, wolves, and snakes represent?"

A Gou shook his head blankly, let alone dragons, tigers and leopards, he didn't even know what the big bird on his chest represented... "Longling, fierce tiger, stable turtle, ruthless wolf, soft snake... Hehe, crane Yi." The uncle smiled: "Elegant Yi, you are doomed to have no roots for duckweed, unless you can meet good wood that allows you to build a nest."

Agou blinked his eyes: "This is what and what..."

"This is astrology and life art." The uncle raised his eyes and glanced at Agou: "Generally, it is from master to disciple, father to son, and there is no room for change. When a new one appears, the old one will be exhausted in a short period of time." The lights are dry or the mind is lost.”

"Oh..." Ah Gou's eyes widened, "But...but..."

"Don't you understand?" The uncle pointed to his chest, "My name is Wang Quan, and Xiao Rao's name is Wang Nian Rao."

Agou was startled, his expression suddenly turned red and white, and he was speechless for a long time... "Are you... Senior Brother o?"

"In terms of seniority, your father and I are of the same generation." The uncle nodded: "It should be uncle."

"Oh!" Ah Gou even stuck out his tongue this time: "Why didn't you tell me directly?"

"Because if you still don't understand after I've told you this, then I can only let you go, and I won't say any more." Wang Quan took a deep breath: "Otherwise it's just forcing you to experience the dream just now. It's over, it's useless to force."

A Gou was silent for a while, and then knelt down to the uncle with a plop: "Please help my dad..."

"Arise, the man has gold at his knees."

"I don't want gold, my dad is more important than gold!"

Regarding Agou's Chinese level, Wang Quan really had no choice but to sigh, and threw him back on the bed with his arms: "I can't help you."

Agou was stunned: "Why?"

"Clay Bodhisattva."

"what?"

"Nud Bodhisattva." Wang Quan shook his head helplessly: "I can see it but I can't tell it. I can't protect myself. Give me your hand."

A Gou stretched out his hand to Wang Quan's hand in confusion, and then Wang Quan dipped his finger in the water in the teacup and wrote a few words under A Gou's palm, and then wiped it with his hand: "A few strokes are a few strokes." , If there are too many words, I won’t say more.”

Agou stared straight at his palm. He could see clearly what Wang Quan wrote in his palm just now, but when it was his turn to understand, he couldn’t understand it. When he continued to ask, Wang Quan began to talk about him, and didn't answer directly at all.

"Ouch...just tell me." Agou was very anxious, clasped his hands together and begged, "I'm so anxious."

Wang Quan sighed deeply, looked out at the sky through the window: "Find someone who can make you afraid but not afraid."

Agou was stunned: "o? I don't understand this logic o."

At this moment, almost in the blink of an eye, a handful of cumulonimbus clouds gathered in the sky for some reason, covering the top of Wangquan's shop in darkness, and the ground was heavy, and then the rain poured down like this fell down.

Strange to say, the heavy rain seemed to be poured by someone deliberately with a water pipe. Ten meters away from Wang's house, the sun was still shining brightly. They didn't move away from this area, and stayed in this small area for a long time.

"Strange..." After a brief rainstorm, Agou stuck his head out of the window: "This is amazing, this is the first time I have seen such a small thunderstorm..."

Wang Quan didn't answer him, but just looked straight at Yaokong, then shook his head helplessly, and pushed the old dog's shoulder: "You should be on your way, time will not wait."

A Gou wanted to say something, but Wang Quan's face was full of determination, he sat back on the rattan chair without saying a word, pursed his lips with a pale face, as if he had something heavy on his mind.

"Okay... that uncle." Although Ah Gou's temperament is a bit messy, he still knows the general direction, and he will not force things that he doesn't want to enter the house, especially since he is still immersed in The dream just now was a little drowsy: "Can you fill me with some monkey wine... because a girl suffers from insomnia very badly... I..."

"Pretend yourself." Wang Quan waved his hand: "The monkey wine will not disperse, as long as you don't spill it, it won't go bad no matter what."

"Thank you uncle..."

Agou sensiblely washed a bottle of mineral water, then poured about two taels of monkey wine from the jar, and then bowed deeply to Wang Quan: "The uncle... I'm leaving. I will tell my dad that I met you."

"Needless to say." Wang Quan chuckled: "Next time you come, you won't be able to find me, and your father will be fine, but... you have to be careful at every step, otherwise no one will be able to help you."

"Well... Got it." A Gou nodded heavily, and then walked out of Wang Quan's gate with doubts. Seeing the sunset outside, he looked at Yaokong and took a deep breath. : "Agou, come on!"

At this time, Shanova was leaning against the glass window, holding a glass of special wine made by her own estate that had been cellared for more than 20 years, and she was in a daze: "Even that little bitch came?"

"Yes, Pei Oorui." The old butler stood aside, helping Shanova push the wine cart: "Troubled us repeatedly."

"Oh... what name does she use here? She is a girl with thousands of faces."

"It seems to use her real name, Yang Yue." The old housekeeper said in a low voice, "It was because of her involvement that our assassination plan failed again today."

After Shanova heard this, the goblet in her hand broke with a snap, and then she turned her head silently: "Is this okay?"

"Miss, please calm down. This may not be a bad thing."

"Good thing? Let's hear it."

The old key hummed: "Yang Yue is one of the agents I trained, and I know her character best. She is very smart and alert, but her fatal weakness is that she would rather bend than bend, and she has a very stubborn temper."

"Oh? Since it's your student, I'll leave it to you."

"Miss, she will be wary if I show up, because they all think I'm dead."

"That's it." Shanova gently shook the red wine in her hand: "Then you can figure it out."

After finishing speaking, Shanova turned her head suddenly: "I want to meet that Wang Jian in person and make arrangements for me."

"This..." The old housekeeper was also troubled: "It's not necessary."

"Choose to avoid the person next to him." Shanova snorted coldly: "I want to see what kind of person this person is."

The old butler lowered his head in silence for a while, then raised his head: "Miss, I don't think you are curious about him. Curiosity killed the cat. Before we are fully sure, we'd better not startle the snake."

"How come, it's just a very simple encounter." Shanova suddenly laughed: "You are curious about him because of his body structure and his behavior. Do you think this is a movie? How is it possible to hunt into it? Develop a liking for prey? Will you like that cow you ate yesterday?"

"This……"

"It's the same reason." Shanova flicked her hair: "Okay, arrange a time for me."

"It's...Miss." The old butler took out a handheld computer and skillfully called up the schedule: "You have a video conference tomorrow morning, and in the afternoon you will have a meeting with the person in charge of the Asian region, and you will have a physical examination in the evening." Lessons and piano lessons. On Tuesday you have painting in the morning, languages ​​in the afternoon, and philosophy in the evening. Wednesday..."

"It's not my schedule!" Shanova frowned, "It's that yellow-skinned pig's!"

The old butler was taken aback for a moment, then shrugged: "It's erratic."

"Okay, let's see your monitoring ability."

"Yes, miss, I will do my best."

Shanova tied a ponytail for herself: "Now connect me to the person in charge of cia. I want to see what tricks they are playing on me. It is not so easy to get away with my money."