first-class champion

Duan Mingyu finally put all the one hundred Kongming lanterns in the sky, and said triumphantly: "I will see if you can drop them all!"

"Officer, you just like to do stupid things." Wan Yanyan was so moved that she almost shed tears.

"Hey, do more stupid things while you're young, or you'll be ashamed to do them when you're old." Duan Mingyu was very pleased. She was still giggling happily, but Duan Mingyu's face twitched with heartache. Hearing Wan Yanyan's comforting words, his mood suddenly improved.

Cheng Zhiyuan stroked his beard, shook his head and said, "If all this money is used for people's livelihood construction, there must be fewer homeless families!"

Duan Mingyu straightened his face and said: "Old Cheng, you can't be so rigid in life. Today we are traveling around the mountains and rivers to relax our minds. We just want to have a good time. Why bother talking about these disappointing things? A person's political life is actually short: tonight As soon as the money is given away, the next day when you become an official, you will be innocent for half your life; The saddest thing is that after the money was sent out, the leader changed; the most painful thing is that the leader who received the money went in, and the person who gave the money confessed!"

Cheng Zhiyuan rolled his eyes, but there was nothing he could do, and finally he took Duan Mingyu into the army: "My dear brother, since we are traveling in mountains and rivers, why not write a poem!"

Well, this is not a problem. Although Lao Cheng is a bit more serious, he still has some spiritual pursuits, unlike those group of self-proclaimed elegant people who use pens as guns to aim at their colleagues and chatter. The boring cheering of some so-called fans in the past set off a scuffle in the literary world. Aren't they all out to mess around? Is it necessary to turn a clear pool into a sewage pool? Why not do something serious when you have that time? I'm full..."

It is still difficult to write poetry, ahem, we must appeal to modern youths to hurry up and master more knowledge of astronomy, geography, physics, biology, and chemistry. Now that thunder strikes so frequently, the probability of being struck by thunder is also high. It has obviously improved, maybe one day a thunderbolt will send you all through time, and then we won’t understand anything, we’re still a fool! Why don’t we just throw out shit now, so we can come back alive in the future?

However, what if you wear it to 2065? Then even if you have mastered this knowledge, the chances of farting are quite high.

Regardless of these, in short, learning a little is better than not learning at all.

Looking at the row upon row of shops, Duan Mingyu had a flash of inspiration and said, "I see that there are countless shops here today, so I'll use the trademarks of various commodities as the topic for this champion. Heck, listen carefully!"

Duan Mingyu made a gesture of shaking his head coquettishly, and slowly chanted: "Ten years of life and death are boundless, Heng Yuanxiang, sheep and sheep, thousands of miles of solitary graves, washing clothes are extremely strong, even if we meet again, I don't know each other. Erkang, come back to your hometown after a dream, learn foreign languages, New Oriental, take care of each other without saying a word, wash and get healthier, expect to be heartbroken every year, looking for a job, Foxconn!"

"Everyone, show your ugliness, show your ugliness, brother Cheng, what is your expression, and what do you think of this poem by my brother?" Duan Mingyu couldn't help asking when he saw Cheng Zhiyuan's uncertain face.

"Bullshit doesn't make sense." Cheng Zhiyuan was stunned for a while, and finally reacted, and said indignantly.

Your sister, it's just that you don't understand the meaning. If you put it in the modern age, I can be regarded as a generation of young men. Duan Mingyu is like an angry bird, as if he is about to fight Cheng Zhiyuan at any time.

Cheng Junyu hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Father, you have a good pair of learning styles. My daughter will buy you a pair. By the way, Dad, how big are your feet!"

Cheng Zhiyuan was disdainful at first, and then became very wretched and said: Don't buy it, I have it, don't waste money, size 40, don't buy it wrong! "

Duan Mingyu was instantly confused.

My mother has reached menopause and has an unstable temper. My father and I have suffered greatly from it.

Yang Zhaoniang said coquettishly: "Damn old man, hypocrisy!"

Cheng Zhiyuan was furious, and rewarded Yang Zhaoniang with two chestnuts.

At this time, the two monks who were traveling with Duan Mingyu came over, and old monk Zhiyuan put his hands together: "Amitabha, sin, sin..."

Bald-headed Li Shigang even jumped out, pointing at Cheng Zhiyuan and scolding: "Hey, you old master is so unreasonable, why do you bully children when you don't agree with each other!"

"It's none of your business, you bald donkey. What does this old man have to do with you?" Cheng Zhiyuan said angrily.

The monk has a big taboo, the most taboo is people calling him a bald donkey, Li Shigang immediately rolled up his sleeves and said: "Straight mother, poor way...cough cough, poor monk will do justice for the sky today, and I will fight with you!"

Duan Mingyu silently mourned for Cheng Zhiyuan. This Li Shigang had a steady foot and muscular body. He could tell he was a monk at a glance. When his body shook, Cheng Zhiyuan had to remove half of his blood.

Duan Mingyu secretly asked the old monk Zhiyuan: "Ahem, master Zhiyuan, don't you monks believe in Buddhism, you should be calm and calm, not arrogant or rash, why is brother Li Shigang so hot-tempered!"

The old monk Zhiyuan glanced at Duan Mingyu: "This benefactor, I am very sorry, the little disciple believes in fighting against Buddha..."

Duan Mingyu was stunned directly, and decisively called everyone to leave Li Shigang and Cheng Zhiyuan, so that they turned their fighting into friendship.

However, there was a price, and the price was that Duan Mingyu invited the two monks to play for a day.

There were too many people, Yang Zhaoniang was young, short, and her target was too small. During the play, she got separated from Duan Mingyu and the others several times.

Duan Mingyu and the others had no choice but to look around for this girl.

Finally, Yang Zhaoniang said with tears in her eyes: "My girl, I suddenly discovered today that I have lowered the average height of Chinese girls. Well, the consequences of this going on are very serious. It is necessary to regroup!"

Duan Mingyu hurriedly comforted: "What does it matter, Zhao Niang, you have a good figure, and you are not short in the children's paper. Look at that fat woman over there. She is so tall that she is sorry for the audience. Anyone with a discerning eye will know that this woman The man specified that he is good at eating meat, I observed him for a long time, and finally found an adjective that suits her figure!! Fat but not greasy, compared to her, you are definitely much happier!"

Who knows, Duan Mingyu's voice became louder and louder, and finally the fat woman heard it, and turned around and scolded Duan Mingyu: "This girl is fat, and she likes to eat meat, what's wrong, I spent thousands Wannian did not climb to the top of the food chain to eat vegetables..."