Chapter 570: 570: The Prodigal Son (3)

Chapter 570 Chapter 570: Prodigal Son Fengzhen (3)
[Yan Ri'an]: Hahahaha-Fighting five dregs, I feel Zhang Ping was injured, and the anchor hit a crit.
[Sophie sugar sugar]: Kekekeke, although I also want to laugh, but Zhang Ping should not understand the meaning of the war five residues, right?
[Vegetarian numbers]: I hope you do n’t understand, and you will be sad if you understand. Having said that, in front of the anchor, who is not fighting the five residues?
[Laughter for three days]: Hahaha, shoot the table, the old iron upstairs, you're too worried.
Zhang Ping's face showed a sloppy smile, but his martial arts really did not work, and it was no problem to deal with ordinary people, but if he encountered such a difficult role, he could only lie on the floor and shout 666 to his host, Sit and watch the main character pick N.
"Sir, what does the other person do with us?"
Zhang Ping has never found the whereabouts of the man. In addition to focusing too much on work, another reason is that he can't feel the maliciousness of the other party.
Jiang Yanji said, "I don't know, but it's really an interesting person."
Zhang Ping was shocked to see that there was a little interest in the face of the host, and he was a little more curious about the "guest" who had never met.
The other party coughed for a long time and finally calmed down, but Jiang Yanji knew that the person was still next door and enjoyed his lunch slowly.
She has a much bigger appetite than normal men, and eats several times more food per meal.
Zhang Ping was surprised every time. Her main character was not strong, so where did she put so many meals?
After eating and drinking, there was a conversation between Xiao Er and the strange man outside the food compartment.
Jiang Yanji said, "Let him in."
After a while, the curtain of the food compartment was lifted, and a man in gray and old clothes walked in.
The counterpart was about 27 or eighteen years old, with a thin figure and large, old clothes on his body, which made him thinner and thinner.
There is not much meat on the cheeks, the chin is slightly pointed, and a pair of thin lips with abnormal light blue, and his face is paler than ordinary people.
If it weren't for this man's eyebrows, his temperament would be taught by a tutor, or he would be regarded as an old hooligan who was addicted to wine.
When this person appeared, the audience in the live room also became active.
[Work hard to save the article]: Ah ah ah-this person's image is really good, super sick and weak feeling, decadent beauty!
[East Oriental Night]: Anchor, do you want to gather all kinds of beautiful men to summon the dragon? Scholars, wives, filial piety, gentle and gentle style, Huaiyu, contrasting Li Hanmei, stupid Yang Jingrong, virtuous Xu Xuyu, mature gloomy official documentary evidence ... Now there is an unknown, weak and slutty unknown young man ... The face value of this live broadcast room is so high.
[Tang Xiaoya is me too]: Hahaha, these descriptions are all fine, but what a foolish man Yang Jingrong is? Be careful Yang Si talks to you in the middle of the night. The description on the side of Wei Cimei is clearly-think more about Yin and poison, and make good use of poison.
[Cultivating immortals is too cool]: If the male of Yang Si really settles accounts in the middle of the night, remember to tell him to come to this baby's bed, the bed is all warm.
Jiang Yanji glanced at the person, and the other party disappeared slightly, looking cheekily for a seat near Jiang Yanji.
She said bluntly, "I don't want to die young, and the orphans are left unattended. Let's give up cold food."
The man looked at Jiang Yanji, and Zhang Ping stared at the strange man.
"Han Shi San, you have been taking it for at least four years. If you continue to do so, you should go and report to Lord Ye. You have recently taken Han Shi San, and the interval is getting shorter and shorter. If you decide not to quit, you can think about it Which grave to bury. You can try the taste of addicted hair? If it happens, you ca n’t buy cold food, do you think you have the willpower to ask for help?
She asked naturally,
I can see that you Quite proud, you don't want others to see your most embarrassing side. "
The youth could still hold a disdainful smile, and the worse his face was, the worse his eyes were, and Zhang Ping listened aggressively.
Jiang Yanji thought to himself, "Forget it, I don't think you're fit."
The young man was astonished, but he said nothing, and the anger and anger in his heart soared again.
"What do you mean?"
Jiang Yanji said politely, "Although you didn't say anything, when you came in, I knew everything. You observed me and Xiheng all the way, and you really thought I was unconscious? I think you are probably Zixiao The letter solicited the talents to see if it was appropriate for me ... However, the sage can choose the Lord, and the Lord can choose the opposite. When you come in, I think you are not suitable. "
Zhang Ping made a mistake, and really wanted to cover his mouth.
If the youth were really introduced by Wei Ci, they must be great talents.
My main character can't die like that!
Seeing Zhang Ping's entangled expression, the young man was a little bit better and still spoke sternly.
"Such a stupid person is Wei Zixiao's favor?"
It was a sarcasm that he didn't understand, which made him extremely upset.
"The world is full of talents, and there is no shortage of troublemakers. How many years can you do for me as a body?" Jiang Yanji sarcastically returned, "You think about the time you spent two distractions before and after, your brain can How long are you awake? "
A sober mind is a necessary condition for counselors, and youth clothing is addictive, and Jiang Yanji really dare not use it casually.
Talent is talent, but not all talents can be used.
The young man was silent for a moment, and carefully recalled Jiang Yanji's words before he realized that she was not targeted.
"Zixiao told you?"
He has been taking Hanshi San for some years, but the social circle is small, Liu Yan will not know, unless Wei Ci talks a lot.
Jiang Yanji honestly said, "No, Zixiao didn't say anything, he didn't even tell me who he wrote to."
The youth made trouble with interest, "I think I have the ability to help the world. You can hurry if you say, don't be afraid of my resentment? Although Fengyi County is a rare and rich place in the north, it has a poor terrain and is easy to attack. Shou. If iron is revenge on Xue shame, I am not without this ability. "
Jiang Yanji didn't even raise her eyelids, taunting back, "Continue to disperse, you can live to that age, I will lose."
The young man's mouth twitched and almost couldn't hold back.
Is there anything cheaper than him in this world?
Zhang Pingsheng was afraid that the youth would walk away. However, the youth did not get angry and even ridiculed each other with his main character.
Quite a sense of sight when chess meets opponents.
Talents these days ... he really can't understand.
The audience in the live broadcast also couldn't understand.
Before Yang Si, now Fengzhen, do they have masochism one by one?
If they were strategists, they would meet a host who owes such a humiliating protagonist, who is very temperamental and would have taken pictures of the table and left.
The young people's surnames are real, and the characters are real. They are from Anshan County, Zhangzhou.
Feng Zhen frowned, still not caring, "... Han Shi San ... Is there such a serious harm?"
Update in the middle of the night _ (: з ″ ∠) _ It wo n’t be late.
Zhang Ping: What happened to the talents these years?
Audience: Are they all masochistic?
Yang Si: No, this is a misunderstanding.
Feng Zhen: It's just temper, not masochism!
(End of this chapter)