Fake hero

"That...Master, hehe, what I said is that studying hard, being excellent, being excellent and working hard is my ideal and the direction of my efforts." Chu Tianyang turned into a little sheep like a face-changing Sichuan opera, and pointed at the big yellow teeth. Said: "Look at this, except for the exam, everything else can be done."

Da Huangya squinted at Chu Tianyang: "Are you sure?"

Looking at Da Huangya's sinister eyes, Chu Tianyang didn't even pause for a second, and directly waved his hand and said, "Let's take the exam."

Da Huangya walked up to Xiaopang seriously: "Listen carefully, I will ask you a question about ancient Chinese literature." Xiaopang's face immediately became mournful.You still ask me questions about Chinese ancient literature, and you ask me questions about Chinese mathematics, and I can't answer them.

"Master, should I change it? I... I'm not very good at ancient literature questions."

"Stop talking nonsense, be serious, this is a serious exam, listen up." Da Huangya put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle as if thinking, and then his eyes flashed: "You know that there are two ancient literatures in China that have been handed down to this day. The masterpieces "Jin Ping Mei" and "Meat Fu Tuan"?"

Xiaopang and Chu Tianyang's eyes first flashed with confusion, and then their eyes brightened.Hehe, Dahuangya is such a fool, he actually tested Xiaopang about food.

"I know "Jin Ping Mei". Because it is hot and humid in the south of the Yangtze River, the places that produce plums put good plums in golden bottles and store them. Over time, everyone calls them "Jin Ping Mei". As for "Meat Fu Tuan", it is very It may be to choose the best pork tenderloin, blood neck meat and front groove meat, finely chop, add various spices and then wrap it with fermented dough, steam it in the drawer and make it into the shape of a futon.”

Chu Tianyang nodded repeatedly at the side, Xiaopang's research on food is really not covered, if you name it, he can usually give you a perfect answer.What's ridiculous is that Huang Laoxie returned the entire Chinese ancient literature in an attempt to mess up Xiaopang's thinking.

Ancient literature, your sister!

Da Huangya once again looked at Xiaopang dumbfounded, then nodded with a complicated expression, and walked towards the Second Artillery, Xiaopang and Chu Tianyang clapped their hands in congratulation.

Dahuangya was a little stunned by Xiaopang, and looked at Erpao with an unnatural expression: "Let's take the Chinese test this time—the ancient Chinese is too difficult, I guess you can't answer it. You know that Huaxia Kingdom treats little people like you What's the child's name? Hehe, it's called Wetfuck!" At this point, Huang Laoxie finally came out of the feeling of failure just now, bared his yellow teeth and smiled, and the three children looked at each other. This old man was not only obscene And the spirit is not very good.

"So, all small things are called milk. For example, a small pigeon is called a squab, a piglet is called a suckling pig, and a child like you is called a suckling. You can use the word "milk" to make a few sentences." Da Huangya looked at Xiaopang and heard the saliva dripping from the pigeon and suckling pig, and couldn't help humming a ditty triumphantly.Damn, this time I'm going to focus on pure literature, let's see what you two brats do.

Erpao scratched his head, thought for a long time before carefully saying, "I...I figured it out, but I don't know if it's right."

"My family is very poor. I have a breast room of more than ten square meters, and there is a wide cleavage at the door. I really hope to leave this place and go outside with Brother Tianyang, but Master's question is too difficult. I want to solve it. I can't even think of the fourth sentence when I get my head in my head...Master, do you think it's okay?"

Huang Laoxie walked up to Sha Mao helplessly with black lines all over his face.

Before Huang Laoxie could speak, Sha Mao respectfully said to Huang Laoxie: "Master, I..."

Huang Laoxie waved his hand: "Don't he? It's useless, listen to the questions! Do you know Hushubao?"

Fat Cat thought for a while: "Is it for the woman who puts the pad under her butt?"

Huang Laoxie stared at Fat Mao with staring eyes, then slapped Fat Mao and said, "You rascal, you know these messy things without studying hard at a young age. You failed!"

Sha Mao breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Master." Then he said to Chu Tianyang: "Brother Tianyang, I can't go with you, because I promised my father that he must study hard to get into college, and I'm here Don't worry when you come back."

Huang Laoxie looked at Fat Mao contemptuously, determined, if you don't know that Hu Shubao gave me a step down, I will take you in, and it's not up to me which university you want to go to by then?

Thinking about these children, Huang Laoxie is full of anger, what is this called?If I didn't know, I would think that I was molested by these children.

Chu Tianyang smiled and took out a box of top-quality Havana cigars from his pocket: "Master, smoke." He took out one for Huang Laoxie to light, and was about to put the rest into his pocket, but Huang Laoxie Xie snatched it away, and muttered: "What kind of cigarettes do you smoke at such a young age? Such good cigarettes are wasted by you, go smoke Hongbaoshan and other cigarettes."

Chu Tianyang and the three of them stared at the old rascal dumbfounded, and after making eye contact with each other, they came to the conclusion: You must look after your own things in the future, this old guy is no more benevolent than Zhou Papi. "