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"Yo, a beast in clothes?"
Xu Qinglang was about to close the door just now, when he happened to see a "customer" in Zhou Ze's shop, he came over and joked:
"Brother, your outfit is quite trendy."
Zhou Ze pointed to the tall hat on the middle-aged man's head, and said, "What does this mean?"
"Let's close the coffin and make a conclusion."
Xu Qinglang stretched,
"It's like the ancient emperors, queens, and higher-level ministers will have a posthumous title after their death, and it's like the grades of elementary school students at the end of the semester will also have excellent, good, passing, and medium."
"So, this hat is the evaluation given to him by the social network around him after his death?"
"Almost right, it also depends on luck. Most people are not celebrities after death, and they can't get this thing. Even if they are celebrities, they rarely get it. In short, it also depends on luck, just like you can get it from hell." Ninety-nine percent of the other ghosts have to go to reincarnate in peace of mind.
By the way, I remember that it seems that in the book there was also a tall hat on Qin Hui's head after his death, with the words 'Framed Zhongliang' written on it. "
"Then the hat on Yue Wumu's head means 'serving the country with allegiance'?"
"Crap, wearing a tall hat to parade in the streets, what's the use of a beautiful posthumous hat?"
Zhou Ze let go of his hand, looked at the palm of his right hand, and was about to open the gate of hell, and throw this thing in. This guy just saw the young girl like a bison with affection, this guy is worthy of being a beast in clothes, look He also looks really gentle, with a bit of a scholarly temperament.
"Do you want to send me down?" The middle-aged man seemed to have calmed down at this moment.
"Otherwise?" Zhou Ze asked back.
"Can you let me finish the last volume of this book?" The middle-aged man took out a Ming note from his pocket.
"Hey, where are you sending the beggar?" The female corpse on the side refrained from ridiculing, "It seems that you really failed in life, and even your relatives didn't give you any incense."
The ghost notes given by the dead are different from the ghost notes burned by the living. Of course, the amount of the ghost notes of the dead is indeed related to the amount of offerings by relatives, but there are also some limits, otherwise you can burn them with all your strength. The richest man in hell?
The middle-aged man pursed his lips and looked at Zhou Ze sincerely: "Please."
Xu Qinglang lit a cigarette beside him and said nothing. This was Zhou Ze's business, and it was inconvenient for him to interject.
Zhou Ze glanced at the "Outline of Chinese Studies" in the middle-aged man's hand, and said, "I've read this book before. In my opinion, there are several obvious mistakes in this book."
"Any book with academic value research will have its own mistakes. Mistakes are also the accumulation of predecessors." The middle-aged man said seriously.
"But it's all a good book, what's the point?" Zhou Ze asked rhetorically.
"In Zeng Guofan's letter to Zeng Jize, there is such a sentence as 'Don't criticize the ancients lightly', boss, although you run a bookstore, you are not a scholar after all.
The background for Mr. Qian Mu to write this book was during the Anti-Japanese War. When he wrote this book, Mr. Qian Mu had already prepared the worst plan for the subjugation of the country. Relying on this book to read secretly in the second half of the night, reminiscing about the civilization and inheritance of our ancestors.
Books of criticism and satire are naturally more enjoyable to read, but if the country is really subjugated in the future, and someone reads this book, facing all the ridicule and criticism, who will have the emotion of heart to the motherland and China? "
The middle-aged man spoke eloquently, holding a book in one hand and waving the other hand non-stop.
It seems that the teacher on the podium is explaining his own principles to the students,
Very excited and very involved.
"Are you a teacher?" Xu Qinglang asked with a smile, "Oh, I'm talking about life."
"I am a middle school Chinese teacher." The middle-aged man replied.
"Sure enough, the clothes are like beasts." Xu Qinglang snorted coldly, "I'm going to sleep, good night, Boss Zhou."
Xu Qinglang waved his hand, left the bookstore and went back, his swaying figure was very graceful.
Zhou Ze turned his head to look at Bai Yingying, "The back view of him just now, doesn't he resemble the tortoise in the brothel in your era?"
"Was it my era?" Bai Yingying thought seriously, then shook her head and said, "Oiran is not as good-looking as him."
Zhou Ze pouted, not too surprised by Bai Yingying's answer.
The middle-aged man sat down to read the book again, as if he didn't have the heart to guess whether Zhou Ze agreed, read moreBai Yingying took off her coat. She was not afraid of the cold, so she walked out wearing only a short sleeve and holding a rag in her hand.
It looks very young, but it is well developed.
"Boss, why does he think I haven't responded?" Bai Yingying was a little puzzled.
"You are dead."
"But I'm also pretty." Bai Yingying made a coquettish gesture.
"Forget it, it's so cold below you, any man who goes in will probably be frozen hard and immortal forever, even brother Wei,,, brother don't need to eat."
"There is no such boss as you." Bai Yingying gave Zhou Ze a white look, "By the way, boss, your sister-in-law just came back again? I heard her voice in the bathroom."
"Well, I came back and left again."
Zhou Ze suddenly thought of something,
its not right,
If the middle-aged man in front of me doesn't have feelings for Bai Yingying, it's because Bai Yingying is a zombie,
So why didn't he have feelings for his sister-in-law just now?
Elimination method, it is easy to get an answer:
That is, this guy only has feelings for the girl next to his sister-in-law.
The news reports searched on the Internet do not have photos because they want to protect the privacy of the girls who have been violated.
Some things,
Can't bear to think about it,
Can't stand consideration either,
slowly,
Zhou Ze figured out the taste.
The sister-in-law looks very aggressive, but in fact she has a big heart, just like a big silly girl.
"Hey, is that girl your student?" Zhou Ze asked.
The middle-aged man continued to read without answering.
Zhou Ze reached out and grabbed the book in the opponent's hand, "I'm asking you something."
The middle-aged man raised his head, looked at Zhou Ze, and nodded.
"Have you ever violated her?" Zhou Ze asked again.
The middle-aged man still didn't answer.
"If you don't answer well, I'll send you to hell right now." Zhou Ze threatened.
"After reading the book, we can go on the road." The middle-aged man stood up, looking very free and easy.
"You learn from Wen Tianxiang, don't you?" Zhou Ze sarcastically said.
"No matter what she is, she is still my student. It is my responsibility for not educating her well." The middle-aged man replied.
"It means that the news report I just read is fake, you didn't violate her, but she deliberately poured dirty water on you to ask the school to compensate you?" Zhou Ze pursed his lips.
Then things are easy to think about, the sister-in-law's wallet should be stolen by the girl, and by the way, I will make up a reason and ask my sister-in-law to give her five thousand yuan.
A girl from a poor family who took a winter job will take 5,000 yuan of tuition fees with her and go to the disco to go crazy?
Sister-in-law has fallen into someone else's trap.
"Tell me, have you ever violated her?" Zhou Ze asked seriously, reaching out to grab the middle-aged man's shoulder.
The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and said: "This is my business, it has nothing to do with you."
"Fuck you, that's my five thousand dollars!"
Zhou Ze really wanted to slap him away, but he held back his hand, raised his hand, and slammed it on the opponent's hat, but when he touched the opponent's hat, Zhou Ze felt his palm burn and it hurt a little.
This hat,
so hard,
actually made my nails feel a little tingling,
Looking at it again, even though the whole person was driven to fly, the hat was still firmly rooted on the middle-aged man's head.
Zhou Ze thought of what Xu Qinglang said before: "One mouth makes one gold."
This hat,
Whether true or not,
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