Huayu 1995

Chapter 32 You want to make me laugh to death? (Seeking monthly votes~)

"Get in the car now, I'll come see you again next time."

Little Red Riding Hood waved her hand.

"Wait a minute~" Su Chao pulled the motorcycle back, stuffed a roll of money into Little Red Riding Hood's pocket, and said, "This is the first installment of five hundred yuan. Be careful on the road, and don't stop no matter who you encounter."

The capital city is certainly safer than other places, but one cannot be complacent these days.

Whether it's playing the victim to beg for help or blocking the road to force someone to stop.

With two such beautiful girls, and it being the middle of the night, the consequences of stopping are predictable.

"Remember what you said: don't hang out with those people in karaoke bars, and don't get involved in things you shouldn't."

Thor had his arm around Little Red Riding Hood's waist, his chin resting on his sister's shoulder, his eyes slightly glazed with drunkenness.

Little Red Riding Hood pedaled hard on the motorcycle and rode away amidst Su Chao's envious gaze.

Oh dear, I forgot to ask Little Red Riding Hood to help hand out flyers tomorrow. She's a summer worker, which would be perfect.

Of course, she had to tell her sister that it was an experience of life.

If you let her sit in an air-conditioned music store, how can she possibly think about studying hard?

We must make her hand out flyers in the sweltering summer heat, only let her eat steamed buns and not give her any money, so that she will know the bitterness of life and strive to improve herself.

Pity.

Su Chao did not take a minibus.

He carried his violin case and walked back home step by step in the pitch-black night.

Actually, boys also need to know how to protect themselves.

Su Chao had considered the possibility of someone robbing him late at night.

First rape, then kill; then rape again, then kill again.

It is mediocre not to be envied by others.

Given how successful he is at karaoke bars, you could at least take advantage of him on his way home from get off work, or at the very least beat him up, otherwise you'd look down on him.

It's either Wu Xiubo or Shabao Liang.

In ancient times, courtesans would fight tooth and nail to become the most beautiful courtesan; these three are now vying for the top spot.

The two old men certainly wouldn't just stand by and watch their rich wife fall into Su Chao's arms.

As for Su Chao, he only treated the karaoke bar as a side trip and had no intention of staying long. Even if you told them, they wouldn't believe you, let alone know that.

Those who have risen to the top and remained there for so long must be no pushovers.

I just don't know what they're going to do.

Put yourself in Su Chao's shoes. If he were the veteran courtesan, how would he physically defeat the new courtesan?

Ok……

We can first arrange for someone to keep an eye on him and figure out his movements.

Should we take the bus or walk?

Find out where he lives and where is a good place to ambush him along the way.

We'll arrange for a few thugs, armed with sticks, to suddenly charge out from a suitable spot.

The main focus is on surprise.

Finally, you also need to consider whether the other person is a trained fighter. To be absolutely sure, you should immediately sprinkle lime powder on their face.

After you've finished sprinkling, tap it with a stick.

When knocking, mislead them again. If it's someone from the Shabao Liang faction, then point the finger at Wu Xiubo.

Let Su Chao and Wu Xiubo kill each other.

Unfortunately, Su Chao walked all the way to the small park without encountering any accidents, and he didn't find anyone following him.

After finishing his daily routine in the small park, Su Chao went back to take a shower and go to bed.

The newly built toilet has a shower and a lockable door, so Su Chao no longer needs to go to public toilets and get thrown around.

However, he did not know that not long after he left the park, a local policeman on night duty brought his dog to the park.

Someone went to the police station and reported that there was a gorilla in the park.

With bared teeth and claws, it leaped three feet high.

That's fucking terrifying.

Su Chao got up very early the next morning.

Today, no one is going to play minor roles.

Before Su Chao arrived, Lu Bu and the Guo brothers didn't actually spend every day playing minor roles.

For struggling extras in Beijing, getting ten opportunities to play minor roles a month is considered good.

Now that I'm working with Su Chao, I've been on three major film sets in a row, and all of them have been scenes where I'm shown on screen. The quality of my work on these sets is exceptionally high.

Su Chao assigned them the task of posting flyers today.

Each person is responsible for a region and spreading the word about the training course.

Originally, the flyers should have been handwritten.

Fortunately, Yan Siyuan's office had a printer and copier, and Su Chao even used his printer paper.

As for Su Chao himself.

He chose to do his usual fishing routine for the day.

I usually get back from the karaoke bar around 1 or 2 a.m., so it's really not a good time to go fishing by the river.

Perhaps it's better to get up earlier.

Anyway, in the summer, it gets light very early.

I washed up, dug for earthworms, and bought a few steamed buns on the way to fill my stomach.

Su Chao chose Shichahai as his location. Actually, Xihai is closer to him, but for some reason, fishing is not allowed in Xihai, while fishing is prohibited in Shichahai, Qianhai, and Houhai.

When Su Chao arrived at the place, he saw many old men, but there were almost no young people like him.

The equipment is varied and diverse, some even using cotton thread and straight poles.

As soon as Su Chao took out his rod, it immediately aroused the envy of a group of old men. What a useless piece of trash! He can actually afford such a good rod!
Bait the hook, cast the line...

Su Chao was as steady as an old dog, just waiting for a fish to take the bait.

He felt that he was now the Desolate Emperor from the Red-haired Monster's pen.

Standing at the end of the long river of time, with its back to all living beings, it fishes alone through the ages.

Every wave here represents a piece of bygone era...

Every fish is a calamity.

Don't go looking for the old man; I will take full responsibility.

Today, I will no longer be Sang Biao.

Please call me... Audrey Biao!

Su Chao was actually a little worried.

When he went out in the morning, he couldn't find a smaller bucket, so he went to the landlady's place and asked for a thicker plastic bag.

I don't know if we can fit all the fish in the plastic bags.

After all, this is a rod worth over six hundred.

A few minutes later, the bald old man next door pulled up a small bitterling.

Su Chao looked at his own seat, then at the old man's seat, and decided he could give that seat another chance.

Damn it, don't be ungrateful, don't force me to drink all the water in Shichahai Lake.

If you can't pull the rod, then drain it dry.

About ten minutes later, the two old men pulled the pole together.

Su Chao finally realized something was wrong.

Could it be because he wasn't wearing a helmet?

But none of the other old men were wearing them; they were just wearing straw hats at most.

"Grandpa, why isn't there any fish in my order?"

Su Chao put away his unruly nature and became the person he often pretended to be.

"Is this your first time fishing?"

The bald old man gave a cold laugh, his eyes never leaving Su Chao's pole.

"Yep."

Poor weak and helpless.

"Using such a good rod for the first time, don't you think it's a waste?"

"It was a gift from an elder. Seeing how skillfully you performed, I thought fishing was easy. Is there something wrong with me? Why isn't my float moving at all?"

Su Chao was at his wit's end.

He originally planned to spend an hour catching ten or eight fish.

Half an hour has passed now. If we don't come up with a solution soon, we might face air force failure today.

Damn it, what happened to the promised newbie perks?!

In his past life, he once saw a video of a four- or five-year-old girl pulling out a big carp with a toy fishing rod.

"Baldy, you go over there, let me handle this!"

The bespectacled old man on the other side rushed over quickly and pushed Su Chao aside before the bald old man could make a move.

Su Chao, a trained martial artist, was completely powerless to fight back.

"Four-eyes, someone asked me to teach him."

At first, the bald old man was naturally unconvinced; there had to be a proper order of arrival.

"What can you teach? What do you have to teach? Just those two little bitterlings of yours."

The bespectacled old man who managed to grab the fishing rod had a look of utter disdain on his face.

"Four-eyes, you're not any better than me. Your silver carp isn't even as big as my palm."

The bald old man was not to be outdone.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, Second Grandpa, stop fighting, let's fish together as a family!"

Su Chao quickly tried to smooth things over.

Damn, if two old men like that show up at once, and one of them accidentally pushes the other into the water, they'll both accuse him of pushing them. He can't afford to pay for it, not even if he sells himself, let alone sing for money.

"Why are you using earthworms? Spring is for meat, summer for vegetables, autumn for fish, and winter for insects. Haven't you heard of that? Using earthworms is one thing, but hanging such a thick one up there is ridiculous. Are you trying to make the fish laugh to death?"

The bald old man clearly has some skills.

"There are some smaller ones, look, I dug them up this morning, they're very fresh..."

Why don't you try it?

"Cut it into three sections, put one section up, and make sure the hook isn't sticking out when you hang it..."

The bald old man tugged at the fishing rod, but couldn't pull it over.

“Tearing it in two pieces is fine too. Don’t listen to the bald guy. I like to leave the hook tip exposed when I use earthworms. I’ve caught turtles weighing seven pounds before.”

The bespectacled old man felt his limelight had been stolen.

Moreover, the bald guy actually tried to snatch the pole from his hand when he wasn't paying attention.

That old cunning bastard hasn't changed in decades.

(End of this chapter)