Chapter 8: "provocative"

Although in terms of logic, atmosphere, and the psychological expectations brought about by the previous words, the scene before them is normal, but Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and others still have some strange feelings that are difficult to contain.
"Drink without driving, and drive without drinking" these two sentences shouldn't appear in this way!
Papa, Shang Jianyao's applause was never absent.
Then he asked:
"The tattoo is on the back, so you can't see it? How can you keep yourself alert?"
The gray-bearded uncle who had just put down his clothes was stagnant, and for a while he didn't know how to answer.
However, he is also a person who has gone through many things, and he adjusted quickly and asked with a smile:
"Then where do you think the tattoo should be?"
"On the back of both hands, say a sentence. Every time you want to drink, you can see it when you raise your hand." Shang Jianyao seems to have really thought about this issue.
"..." The gray-bearded uncle nodded and said, "Well, it's a good way. I will add it to the options in the future."
Jiang Baimian could see that the other party was just being perfunctory, so he changed the subject and asked with a smile:
"What should I call?"
"Feeling." The man with a big gray beard replied simply.
He didn't care what the four people opposite were called, and repeated the previous question:
"Would you like some wine?
"The specialty here is stuffed with wild tree fruits. After this village, there will be no such shop."
Having said that, he touched his short beard and laughed:
"Almost every summer, we take the time to go back here in order to pick this wild tree fruit for winemaking."
Jiang Baimian glanced around and asked with a smile on his face unchanged:
"What can I exchange for wine?"
Felling suddenly laughed:
"What we exchange for wine does not depend on what we want, but what you have.
"On the dust, people who are obsessed with the only answer often get nothing."
"We have..." Jiang Baimian seemed to be quite relaxed in the rhythmic music coming in from outside. She rolled her eyes and patted Long Yuehong on her right with a narrow expression. "How about using him? He can drive, he has a calm temperament, he is not low in height, he can barely see his fighting ability, and he also knows a little bit of maintenance skills, so he can be your son-in-law."
"Group leader..." Long Yuehong didn't expect that the topic would suddenly come to him, making him a little uncomfortable for a while.
Felin laughed and said:
"I appreciate your kindness.
"My little daughter has no shortage of suitors. She looks as good-looking as her mother, and her driving skills are almost as good as my dad. Although the maintenance ability is a little bit immature, she wins because she has a solid foundation and is not too old.
"Moreover, since she was a child, she liked to watch and participate when I was servicing vehicles. At some point, the smell of gasoline, diesel, and lubricating oil on her body could not be washed away. I don’t know how many boys in the group thought about her. ."
Long Yuehong listened to Fei Lin's description and imagined, shrinking her body subconsciously.
From the moment he boarded the RV, he could smell the faint smell of gasoline from Fei Lin and the few drinkers nearby.
He was worried that the topic would turn back to himself, so he looked at Jiang Baimian and pretended to complain:
"Group leader, why don't you recommend Shang Jian Yao?"
Jiang Baimian laughed:
"Isn't this because I was afraid that Shang Jian Yao would be kicked out without being in the camp for a full day?
"Then we count as payment or not payment?"
Seeing that Shang Jian Yao seemed to respond to this topic, Jiang Baimian immediately turned his attention to Fei Lin:
"How about we replace it with military cans? It's braised beef."
"How much?" Fei Lin asked skillfully.
"500 grams." Jiang Baimian reported the number.
"Then which one do you want?" Fei Lin introduced with a smile, "One is a wine made directly from wild tree fruits. It has a low degree of alcohol and is not intoxicating. It is similar to wine. Do you know wine?"
"Yeah." Jiang Baimian and the others nodded at the same time.
Inside the "Pangu Biology", during the holidays, they can still buy a little wine according to their respective quotas.
As for Bai Chen, in so many years, there are countless places where he has wandered, and occasionally he can drink alcohol.
Felin continued:
"In this case, four cups a can.
"There is another kind of wine, which is obtained after repeated distillation of this fruit wine. It has a high degree. It is very easy to get drunk the first time you drink it. Four cups make three cans.
"This can be booked first and paid when you leave the camp."
Jiang Baimian certainly couldn't make the team members drunk in such an unfamiliar environment, and said directly:
"Then the low-degree fruit bar."
Naturally, Long Yuehong and others had no objection.
"Okay." Felin flipped the glass upside down on the milky white platform four times out.
At this moment, beside the "Old Tune Group", at the table by the window of the car, a big, strong man laughed:
"Sure enough, it's a team of ladies and children, I only dare to drink fruit wine like water!"
Shang Jian Yao, who was sitting on the edge of their side, turned his head and looked over.
The brawny man in black flexed his arms, letting his muscles stand out, and stared at Shang Jianyao without giving way.
One second, two seconds...ten seconds...Shang Jianyao remained motionless.
Jiang Baimian looked at Long Yuehong and Bai Chen, and read the same meaning from their eyes:
Yes, Shang Jian Yao is again in a game where whoever looks away first and who can't hold on to speak will lose the game.
Of course, this is just a game he unilaterally agrees with.
After ten seconds, the brawny man finally couldn't control himself and stood up suddenly:
"What do you mean?"
"You lost." Shang Jianyao laughed.
"Insane!" The strong man blurted out, "Are you still a kid? Isn't the hair underneath still growing?"
Felin, who was pouring wine, raised his head and looked over here, and shouted:
"Zhao Tie, don't be fooling around, you won't know what your surname is after you for a few minutes?"
Zhao Tie didn't dare to disobey the leader, and sat down cursingly.
At this moment, Shang Jianyao suddenly left the high stool and walked in front of Zhao Tie.
Then, he began to untie his belt.
"What are you doing?" Zhao Tie and his companions were a little confused.
Shang Jianyao said seriously:
"Mine must be bigger than you."
At this moment, not only Zhao Tie, but even Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and others doubted their ears.
When he reacted, a burst of violent anger suddenly rushed into Zhao Tie's mind.
This is not only because he feels that the other party is humiliating himself, but also because he doesn't know how to deal with it.
It's impossible to really stand up, take off your pants in full view, and compare with each other, right?
He is shameless, but Zhao Tie still has shame.
Moreover, it is better to say than winning, what if it is losing?
In that case, Zhao Tie felt that he might not have the face to stay in the caravan.
No, you can't be led by his nose... Zhao Tie narrowed his eyes and pointed outside:
"It's pretty good.
"Have the ability to go out and practice?"
"Good!" Shang Jian Yao fastened his trouser belt and agreed quickly.
Jiang Baimian frowned slightly, feeling that he couldn't see through this matter.
She wasn't worried that Shang Jian Yao would lose-she was still very confident in her fighting ability, and Shang Jian Yao was second only to her in the "old tune group".
She just couldn't figure out what Shang Jian Yao wanted to do.
Holding a fight, showing some strength, and the idea of ​​facilitating subsequent dialogue, she did not stop, and told Long Yuehong not to speak.
Seeing Shang Jian Yao’s friends didn’t care much, Fei Lin, the leader of the "Rootless" business group, picked up the mentality of watching the show, opened his throat, and shouted outside:
"Stop the music!
"Someone wants to'show'!"
The stereos on the RVs on both sides quickly became quiet, and the group of men and women writhing in the blank area surrounded by tables and chairs retreated outside.
Zhao Tie jumped off the leader's RV aggressively and entered the open space where various lights kept changing back and forth.
Seeing that Yao was not in a hurry to go out, Shang first took off his tactical backpack, and took out his beloved small speaker with blue background and black surface.
This can either be plugged in or use a long-lasting battery in the old world-currently in production as well.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Baimian's thick and beautiful eyebrows moved slightly.
Shang Jianyao then placed the small speaker at the door of the RV and pressed a button.
With the sound of electricity, he entered the clearing.
In the next second, a high-pitched female voice came from the small speaker:
"I'm looking up
"Above the moon..." (Note 1)
Along with this singing, Shang Jianyao's body shook, his feet constantly alternated back and forth, which seemed to be very rhythmic.
Then, he hooked his finger at Zhao Tie:
"Come!"
"Forgot yesterday
"The sorrow is dried out..."
In such a singing voice, facing such an opponent, Zhao Tie suddenly felt that if he really went up, he would lose.
It would make him appear as if someone had taken off his pants.
But at this point, it won’t work if you don’t, you can’t admit it, right?
Zhao Tie made a psychological construction, took a deep breath, and walked over.
During this process, he kept staring at Shang Jianyao's feet and shoulders.
This is because in the several fighting skills he knows, the pace is very important, and the shoulder state can help him predict which hand the opponent will punch.
As a "rootless person", he has received strict training since he was a child. In the first city, he also worshipped a powerful boxer as his teacher, not just bullying people by his size.
After adjusting his steps, Zhao Tie stepped forward.
Almost at the same time, Shang Jianyao took a step back.
Zhao Tie entered again, and Shang Jian Yao returned again, always keeping a good enough distance.
Suddenly, Shang Jian Yao took the lead and took a step forward.
Zhao Tie retreated and dodged.
One step back and one step back, one step back and one step back, the two perfectly stepped on the rhythm of the song "the invisible".
The onlookers suddenly applauded:
"Good jumping!"
They finally understood what the performance meant by the group leader.
Hearing such a "praise", Zhao Tie flushed, unable to control himself anymore, and rushed forward.
When Shang saw Yao escaped easily, he stumbled with his foot and moved his probe, and slammed Zhao Tie to the ground, causing him to be in a bad shape.
Then he leaned down and completely restrained the opponent.
Zhao Tie was also considered a bachelor. Seeing that it was irretrievable, he did not try his best, bowed his head and said:
"I lost~EbookFREE.me~ Shang Jianyao stood up, walked back rather reluctantly, put away the small speaker, and turned it off.
Jiang Baimian looked at him, frowned and asked:
"You walked around in such a big circle, isn't it just to go out for a dance?"
Shang Jian Yao nodded sincerely:
"Ok.
"You are not allowed to go out directly."
"You're too persistent, right? Huh, you know how to slap things out, so smart." Jiang Baimian laughed.
Shang Jian Yao thought for a while and answered:
"Maybe the condition is more serious."
Note 1: Quoted from Legend of Phoenix, "On the Moon"