Prophet of Rebirth

Chapter 13 The Belated Gamble (This chapter is free)

Before Ye Zhiqiu came to Qiuhua Town, the first district represented by Ouyang Qiang was firmly suppressed by the second district represented by Tan Niu. Since he came, this one-sided situation has been completely reversed, which is why he The fundamental reason why the leadership of the children in the first district can be obtained so quickly.However, he sincerely admires Tan Niu's stubborn temper that gets more and more courageous when he gets frustrated, and he can challenge himself fearlessly even after being severely trampled several times by him. Taming made him unable to bow his head.

"I can't go today." Just as Ye Zhiqiu was about to agree, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, and a long-buried memory suddenly popped up. It seemed that this was also the time period in his last life. As for the reason, Ye Zhiqiu, who happened to be ill at the time, did not participate in it. The reason is not clear, but the result is obvious, because at that time Ouyang Qiang and the others came back with a pig's head on their backs, and Tan Niu and others were only slightly scratched. , it is conceivable how disparate the combat effectiveness between the two is.Although I don't know if this decisive battle will be changed because of his joining, but in order to avoid unnecessary damage, he still intends to avoid today's decisive battle, and at worst, he has to change the game of the decisive battle to other games instead of this one. Kind of cardboard with a hint of monetary interest.

"Why can't you go?" Ouyang Qiang and the others couldn't help being taken aback. They thought that Ye Zhiqiu would go home and bring his equipment to a duel when he heard the news. They never thought that Ye Zhiqiu would refuse. The people in the district kowtowed at him, but he was the vanguard at the forefront.

"I don't want your mother not to know you." Ye Zhiqiu had a playful smile on his face, thinking of the faces of the pig heads, he was full of infinite nostalgia, and kind of wanted to see the faces of the pig heads again. He looked embarrassed, but he suppressed the idea as soon as it arose. Rebirth is not about allowing him to watch tragedies and comedies again and again like watching a rerun movie. What he has to do is to kill the tragedy in the blue, so that Comedy expands infinitely.

"Why doesn't mom recognize us?" Li Sen asked a little puzzled.

"It's very simple. When your current face is no longer your current face, how can your mother still know you?" Ye Zhiqiu explained with a half-smile.

"Why isn't my face the same as it is now?" Li Sen touched his small face in confusion, with big question marks written all over his forehead.

"How do I know." Ye Zhiqiu spread his hands helplessly. The best way to deal with children's obsession with breaking the casserole is to honestly say that they don't know. Blindly explaining can only end up asking for trouble.

"But we have already made an appointment with that dead cow. If we don't go, won't we be laughed at by them for being dishonest and cowardly? How will we gain a foothold in Qiuhua Town in the future?" Ouyang Qiang responded to Ye Zhiqiu's refusal I can't let go of it, the hat of cowardice and cowardice can't be worn on the head anyway, otherwise they will not see people in the future.

Ye Zhiqiu was sweating profusely in his heart, Ouyang Qiang said it as if he would be ashamed to see Jiangdong's elders if he didn't go to the appointment, how can a kid talk like a gangster, I really don't know where he learned these words .

"It's not easy for such a trivial matter. You go and tell him directly that I am a little uncomfortable today, and the decisive battle will be changed to a different time and method."

"The teacher said that children who lie are not good children." Luo Yonglin glanced at Ye Zhiqiu who was not feeling well at all, and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"We were not good children." Ye Zhiqiu felt that he was suspected of teaching bad children, and hurriedly said: "We are not good children in the eyes of the teacher, but we are good children in the eyes of our parents."

"Is there a difference?" Luo Yonglin scratched his little head with a look of confusion.

"Of course there is a difference. As for the difference, you don't need to ask, you will understand it later." Ye Zhiqiu felt that the more he explained, the more 'chaotic' he was, and he felt embarrassed that he would 'show' his feet if he continued to explain. Changing the topic in an unquestionable tone: "I'm not just talking about today. During this period of time, you are not allowed to fight with those wild bulls in the second district. Otherwise, I won't teach you to play the new game I invented."

"Zhiqiu, have you invented a new game?" When they heard about the new game, the faces of the four couldn't help showing excitement. As for breaking the contract and losing face, they had already thrown it to Java.

"Of course, I promise to make you happy." Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but feel complacent when he saw the expressions of several people. "A child is a child. As long as there are interesting things, everything will be quickly forgotten."

"Zhiqiu, what does it mean to be reluctant to miss Shu?"

"It means to make you have a good time." Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized that he was talking to a few children aged six or seven, not adults in their twenties. It seemed that the words should not be too extreme Profound, otherwise it will be a headache to explain.

"Oh, great, let's start playing now."

"I can't do it now, you go and cancel today's decisive battle first, and we'll have fun when we get back. I'll go home and take a shower first." Ye Zhiqiu shook his head and refused.

"Okay, let's go now, remember to wait for us." Ouyang Qiang and the others couldn't wait to turn around and run towards the second district.

"Okay, I'll wait for you at home, remember to go and come back quickly." Ye Zhiqiu saw the background of the four people disappearing from the front of the house before turning around and walking towards his home.

After Ye Zhiqiu took a shower, he turned on the 80-inch black and white TV at home, sat in front of the TV and watched while waiting for Ouyang Qiang and the others. The TV in the [-]s only had two pitiful channels, and Ye Zhiqiu lost interest after turning it twice, but he still stood by the TV, waiting for the classic series at eight o'clock—the [-]rd edition of "Legend of the Condor Heroes" .

Weng Damei was the only star that Ye Zhiqiu chased after when he was a teenager. Seeing Rong'er making her debut in women's clothing on the boat, she was really amazed!In all honesty, Ah Weng is not very beautiful, but cute and beautiful can only be described in two words - amazing!

Weng’s version of Huang Rong should not just be considered a classic, as many people in later generations said, Weng herself is the incarnation of Huang Rong. Ye Zhiqiu has always believed that the most difficult thing for future generations to surpass in Weng’s version of Huang Rong is her agility, although it is not that kind. Standard beauty, but he is like a clear spring, giving people a very comfortable and refreshing feeling.

Perhaps women who are both beautiful and intelligent are more likely to be more desperate for the world. The beauty is doomed to die, and the beauty of Weng's disappearance hurts the hearts of many people.A friend in later generations once wrote: "The only advantage of dying early is that no one knows what you looked like when you were old. Youth is like the face in a crystal coffin, which is permanently sealed by memory." The departure of Weng Damei made time pass Locking on her peerless face early, the heartbroken people fixed their thoughts on that midsummer of [-] forever.

Looking at the delicate and lovely Weng Damei on the screen, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but think of Yang Qingwei who was far away in the north, and couldn't help but tremble slightly in his heart. Could it be that most of the beauties are poor?He couldn't imagine it.

"Zhiqiu, I'm watching TV!" Ye Zhiqiu was panicking when Ye Jiaming's honest voice suddenly sounded.

"En." Ye Zhiqiu responded softly.

"I have something I want to talk to you about." Seeing that Ye Zhiqiu was in a depressed mood, Ye Jiaming hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't help but say it.

"What's the matter?" Ye Zhiqiu still hadn't recovered from his worries about Yang Qingwei, and his answer seemed a little absent-minded.

"Are you preparing for the final exam?" Ye Jiaming turned a blind eye to Ye Zhiqiu's demeanor. Children are overjoyed and saddened too quickly. One day they can cry for a certain small animal, but tomorrow they can still be happy for a certain small animal. Do not disturb your mouth.

"It's about to start in a week. Is there any problem?" Ye Zhiqiu said impatiently.

"I want to talk to you about the final exam." Ye Jiaming smiled obscenely, as if he was going to do something shameless.

"You want to talk to me about the final exam." Ye Zhiqiu jumped up from the small stool, his heart trembling violently, "I have been waiting for a long time for this belated gamble, and now it is finally late."