first-class champion

This filthy teacher treats students purely out of personal preference.

Coincidentally, Yang Zhaoniang was one of the students he disliked very much.

Yang Zhaoniang bragged with Duan Mingyu all the way, telling about the shamelessness of the teacher.

A very classic example is that once the teacher found several students falling asleep, including Yang Zhaoniang. He woke up Yang Zhaoniang and said, "Look at you, you will fall asleep as soon as you take the book!"

Yang Zhaoniang said unconvinced: "The other children are sleeping too!"

"That's different. You go to bed as soon as you take the book, and other children still take the book when they go to bed." That's how the teacher answered.

Duan Mingyu yelled at this despicable schoolteacher, damn it, he has no morals, and his integrity has no lower limit.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Duan Mingyu had no choice but to change the subject: "Zhao Niang, if you get lost and can't find your way home, what should you do?"

Duan Mingyu saw the little girl Yang Zhaoniang scratching her head, then puffed out her chest and said, "I have a solution!"

Then I saw Yang Zhaoniang running to the corner, took a stick, poked it on the ground, and shouted in a very childish tone: "Land, land, come out!"

Duan Mingyu looked at the clear sky with a dejected expression, and after a long time, sighed leisurely: "Oh, this girl, she was really screwed up by "Journey to the West"!"

"Hehe, it turns out that little brother Duan is also here, what a fate..." Two Taoist priests, Yuan Hongzhi and Yuan Chuang, one old and one young, came slowly and smiled at Duan Mingyu with a kind face.

Duan Mingyu saw two acquaintances at this depressed time, tears filled his eyes, he took two steps hard, and held the hands of the two tightly: "Yes, the two Dao brothers, what a fate! "

The little guy Yang Zhaoniang stared at her impolitely, and Duan Mingyu patted her on the head: "Why can't you shout when you see people?"

Yang Zhaoniang replied unconvinced: "Who says I can't!" Then she shouted at Yuan Chuang and the Taoist priests: "Bitch!"

Everyone is sweating, little girl, you really... think too much.

Yuan Chuang stared at Duan Mingyu for a long time, with a strange expression on his face, a little distorted, and suddenly said to Duan Mingyu, "Duan Xiandi, Pindao has been cultivating with his master for more than ten years. Pindao looks at your face, your weight There should be 60 kilograms!"

In an instant, Duan Mingyu was shocked, and stammered: "Yuan Daoye...you, no, ahem, it's you, you are so accurate, why don't you help me read this year's Fortune!"

Yuan Chuang roared angrily at Duan Mingyu: "Look at your uncle, you stepped on my foot!"

Duan Mingyu retracted her feet in embarrassment, and said silently: "What the hell, can you let me experience the feeling of despair again, one word makes me despair!"

"Your wife's voice is really good." Yuan Chuang said without thinking.

I believe in your evil, is it tolerable or unbearable, I am going to explode, wow, dog Taoist, from tomorrow on I will not believe in Buddhism, look at the trick, Tianma Meteor Fist...

Yuan Chuang was completely abused by the outburst Duan Mingyu, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he raised his hands in surrender in embarrassment.

Duan Mingyu clapped his hands, shook the dust on his body and said to Yuan Chuang: "It seems that you must use Arabic, English, and Chinese to fully define you!"

Yuan Chuang stretched out his bruised and swollen cheeks and said, "Oh, then you dare to ask me what my definition is!"

"Youth 2-b..." Duan Mingyu said angrily.

As soon as this remark came out, the sky was dark and the sky was dark, and the sand and stones were flying, like a strong wind.

I'm going, why did a typhoon of level [-] suddenly appear, this is the rhythm of the gods.

Yang Zhaoniang hurriedly hugged Duan Mingyu in her arms, still muttering: "This will hug you well!"

Duan Mingyu was moved to tears, and asked Yang Zhaoniang affectionately: "Zhaoniang, is it that I am so important to you!"

Yang Zhaoniang nodded and said, "Yes, you are not only very important, but also very heavy. As long as I hold you firmly, I will be safe!"

God, did you see that labor and management are injured and heartbroken.

After the strong wind passed, the four of them were all in a state of disarray and disheveled. Yuan Chuang still said with a smug voice: "Pindao has long since come out, and it is not suitable to go out today. Cough, it turns out that Pindao's reasoning is completely correct!"

Pairs of blank eyes were sent to Yuan Chuang.

Finally, the visibility got better, and the four of them saw a big dog barking at the four of them all the time. What happened today, one wave after another of bad luck, God, I thank you and the whole family.

Duan Mingyu yelled at the big dog angrily, "What's your name? You're so ugly, with your mouth shrunken and your eyes down. You're so embarrassed to call me your sister..."

The big dog whined a few times, then froze...

Yang Zhaoniang applauded Duan Mingyu: "Brother Mingyu, you are doing well!"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, go home quickly, there are indeed too many unlucky things today." Duan Mingyu said with lingering fear after scolding and defeating the big dog.

The other three nodded in agreement.

As soon as he walked to the gate of General Lang's Mansion, he saw Xie Xiande leading a group of scholars blocking the gate. It seemed that he was also an editor of the editorial team of the Great China Newspaper. Duan Mingyu had seen some of them several times.

"What's up, what's up, what is this for? Why are you blocking my house? Didn't I get paid last month?" Duan Mingyu scratched her head in confusion.

"Oh, you're back, my lord. I have something important to do with you today." Xie Xiande hurried forward and said.

"What's the matter? The editors are on strike again. Let's give them a raise next month." Duan Mingyu said indifferently.

"No, no, today is the day when the serialization of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is finished, and all members of the editorial team, at the request of readers, want to find the author of this book, that is, you, my son, and give a few words of testimonials! "

"Haha, it's easy to say, easy to say, this matter is really easy for this champion, come here, I will serve you with pen and ink." Duan Mingyu laughed heartily, and today's unlucky mood was thrown into the sky.

The editors around immediately became a mess, and hurriedly set up tables, chairs, pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the spot.

Duan Mingyu picked up the pen, and the pen wandered around, dazzled everyone's eyes, and when the ink fell, the pen stopped.

Duan Mingyu flicked his sleeves, and walked away gracefully. All the editors hurriedly surrounded him, and saw a few lines of big characters written on the paper, a scholar stepped forward, and excitedly opened the paper, "Don't panic, let me tell everyone Nian Nian first, don't grab it, lest you damage the calligraphy."