first-class champion

Duan Mingyu pushed the money on the table in front of Cheng Junyu with considerable heartache: "Okay, it's all yours, don't tell Zhaoniang about such foolish things, lest it damage my tall image ..."

"Well, my family knows." Cheng Junyu's eyes suddenly lit up: "If you want, you must not tell Zhaoniang, ahem... why don't we do it again!"

"Don't tell me anything." Yang Zhaoniang suddenly appeared at the door, and said something in a daze.

Duan Mingyu's head was full of black lines: "I believe in your evil..." Then Duan Mingyu continued to play tricks on Cheng Junyu, Miss Cheng, you are the most talented woman in Bianzhou who was once all the rage, so don't reveal your secrets.

Cheng Junyu took a deep breath and said: "Well, tell you not to tell her, because he told me not to tell you, now I tell you not to tell him, I told you, if he asks If you and I have told you, just tell me that I have not told you!"

Everyone's cheeks twitched, their eyes rolled...

As expected, she is the number one talented woman, and her reputation is well-deserved.

Yang Zhaoniang shook her dizzy head and asked, "Brother Mingyu, I suddenly remembered some rather profound questions when I came back. I'm only 11 years old this year, so I don't know what's going on. Everyone I called you champion, so I want to ask you this question!"

"Oh, it's a good habit to study hard and ask questions. I like it. May I ask sister Zhaoniang what she wants to ask?" Duan Mingyu asked with a smile on her face.

"Excuse me, what is the difference between gay friends and prostitutes that you mentioned before?" Yang Zhaoniang's innocent eyes convinced Duan Mingyu that she was not making fun of herself, so Duan Mingyu suddenly felt that she was shouldering a huge pressure from the future of the motherland... Duan Mingyu thought for a while After most of the day, I answered Yang Zhaoniang's rather difficult question very seriously: "A friend is a friend who eats KFC together, and ** is a friend who eats instant noodles together. The former focuses on communication, while the latter focuses on efficiency."

Duan Mingyu looked at Yang Zhaoniang deeply, "Do you understand now!"

"Understood, I don't know what KFC and instant noodles are." Yang Zhaoniang raised her head and said blankly.

Duan Mingyu was speechless for a moment, and hurriedly explained with the thinking of ancient people: "This, this... KFC is roast chicken, and instant noodles are Yangchun noodles. Do you have any questions!"

Yang Zhaoniang nodded, and continued to ask: "Of course, you are always busy, and I want to ask you a lot of questions!"

"Oh, before dinner is served, you can ask them all, and I will tell you one by one." Duan Mingyu took off the armor on his body and threw it aside, sitting upright and said.

Wan Yanyan and Cheng Junyu also sat aside and watched Duan Mingyu show off his might with admiration, their eyes were full of red stars shining.

I only heard Yang Zhaoniang say: "There is another question about the "Journey to the West" you told me. No matter how I think about it, I can't figure it out. Since Tang Monk can live forever after eating the meat, why doesn't he bite himself so that he can live forever?" I'm alive, but I haven't heard that other gods can never die, so Tang Seng is invincible in the end, so why learn from it!"

Duan Mingyu was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Yang Zhaoniang, and thought it was quite right. This girl is really smart, and she can think of such a profound question. I really didn't think of how to answer it for a while, and Duan Mingyu also felt that Yang Zhaoniang was right. The truth is, if Tang Seng can endure the pain of cutting flesh, tsk tsk, immortality really belongs to him.

Duan Mingyu pondered for a long time, then slapped his head and came to his senses, saying: "Oh, monks can't eat meat!"

"Oh oh oh, so that's the case, why didn't I think of it, Mingyu, you are so...smart." Now Yang Zhaoniang admires Duan Mingyu even more, she has nothing to say, and has become a die-hard fan of Duan Mingyu.

Duan Mingyu chuckled and said: "In fact, the most intriguing part of it is not here. There is a saying in "Journey to the West", ahem, let me ask you first, the plantain fan was picked by the Supreme Lord!"

"It seems, probably, it seems, right..." The heads of the three big and small girls were all bit like chickens pecking at rice.

Very good, this effect is what I want.

Duan Mingyu said: "But the plantain fan is in the hands of Princess Iron Fan." Duan Mingyu continued to induce: "The Bull Demon King doesn't know the real fire of samadhi at all, this is also a well-known thing!"

"Right." There was another movement of nodding in unison.

"Although the Bull Demon King doesn't know Samadhi True Fire, but...cough cough, there is one problem we can't ignore, that is Samadhi True Fire, but the red boy is born with it. The connotation of this is really intriguing. You say, Is there any adultery between Princess Iron Fan and Taishang Laojun, is there any love!"

Duan Mingyu took out a Dazhonghua cigarette, lit it, and laughed wretchedly while smoking.

"Bah, bah, bah." Cheng Junyu and Wan Yanyan said speechlessly.

Yang Zhaoniang stuck out Fendiaoyu's little head and asked, "Brother Mingyu, why do you keep smiling when you smoke?"

Duan Mingyu's sunny smile froze immediately: "Master, you are a sloppy one, but you don't understand this one. According to the investigation and argumentation of professionals from relevant departments, every cigarette you smoke will cost you three years of life." Seconds, smile more and live five seconds longer, while smoking, hehe, we still earn two seconds...

Yang Zhaoniang finally couldn't help it anymore, children also have tempers, a move of "Tianma Meteor Fist" immediately made Yang Zhaoniang's little loli's charm value explode, staring at the steel arm that fell towards Duan Mingyu with full strength, suddenly had a kind of thought Fanning everyone around, then rushing up...to take a photo, then excitedly holding Duan Mingyu's hand and speaking a string of extremely influent birdsong, and finally...dodging people.

Duan Mingyu let out a long sigh: "The world is going downhill, and people's hearts are not old. Today's little friends are easy to be impulsive, and they don't know how to understand the feelings of us old people..."

Back then, in the modern society, within a few days, the price of water and rice increased, and the two conditions necessary for human survival were restricted. It is really unexpected that the ancient times were so sad, let the labor and management say... ...what's the point.

"Dinner is ready, dinner is ready, hey, son, your face..." Wang Aiqing looked at Duan Mingyu's one dark eye in confusion.

"This, it was purely an accident. Just now, when my young master entered the door, I accidentally fell... Cough cough, um, that's how it is." Duan Mingyu gave full play to Ah Q's spirit, and said quite a bit.

"Oh, that's how it is. Well, let's all sit down, and we'll have dinner as soon as Mr. Cheng comes back." This idiot Wang Aiqing actually believed it.