The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

57. Small fish cake, open!

After Lu Rong returned home, he quickly locked the door, turned on the computer, focused on making money, and drove out the various sorrows and winds in his mind.

According to the banquet, he signed the authorization contract with the fu girl, got all the documents of the fu girl, packaged it and sent it to Lao Wang, so that he, a talented Chinese student, could find and refine the love sentences from the little yellow paper, and make the copywriting of the small fish cake paper towel. .

When Lao Wang saw it, he was shocked. It turned out that it was such a young writer who was eating and drinking with him to marry his daughter tonight, so terrifying!

Lao Wang: "What is this?!"

Lu Rong: "Pioneer love story."

Lao Wang was furious: "This is not a pioneering love story at all! This is just...this is just a bosom body!" Or the type of sexuality that he wouldn't look at!

Lu Rong had expected this result a long time ago. Lao Wang claims to be the last heir to serious literature and treats all popular works on the market as dung. If he were to know that the rotten girl wrote Tanmei Xiaohuangwen, he would definitely not be so polite to her at the dinner table.

Therefore, Lu Rong selectively kept some information so that Lao Wang could enter into the state of licking the dog sincerely, so that the signing could proceed smoothly.

Now that the dust has settled and the ship is done, it is impossible for Pharaoh to repent.

Lu Rong: "This kind of literary subject matter is popular now."

Lao Wang: "This is fast food literature, fast food literature, full of **** violence and pornography! I'm too naive! I once questioned the General Administration of why so many and so many are required to protect young people from pornography, gambling, and drugs. Cultural castration. Now, I finally see the far-sightedness of the General Administration-Damn, teenagers are already producing and selling pornography, gambling and drugs! It is urgent to save teenagers!"

Lu Rong: "..."

Lu Rong let out a deafening roar: "Pharaoh, your literary dream was shattered when you left the newspaper office, so be more sober! Your dream now is to become the king of skewers in Chengnan High School!"

Lu Rong: "For this new dream, we need to find a great slogan from these pioneer love stories. The times are advancing, and Xiao Zhuqing knows the tastes and ideas of the younger generation. Aside from the main content, her words are still very good. There is charm and a sense of mystery, suitable for spreading."

Lu Rong: "Did you say at the banquet that the society is not tolerant and open enough. Do you want to boldly take a step forward in literature? Think about it, Lao Wang, the General Administration will not allow publication. You use the small fish cake napkin to spread the word. In order to spread, the significance of this move is so vast that it may be printed in history textbooks in a few hundred years!"

The old Wang on the opposite side did not respond for a long time, and then suddenly replied: "Fuck!"

Lu Rong: "...?"

Lao Wang: "I saw cpy!"

Lao Wang: "Wow, are **** guys cpy?!"

Lu Rong: "..."

What's wrong with this sudden excitement?

Lao Wang opened the door to the new century. The avant-garde love story of Rotten Girl, as expected, was advanced in literature, which drove his backward ideology and made him begin to reflect on himself.

As time passed, Lao Wang read one article after another, and his eyes became sharper and sharper after being drunk.

He responded that he was not too young to be confused about the poor courtship, perhaps because his thinking was too narrow before.

Along the way, he only thought about school girls, Lin Chiling, housewives, divorced women, etc...Why didn't he think about men! ?

If he can also take men into consideration, wouldn't his chance of success be increased by half at once? !

After all, half of the world is a woman, and the other half is a man!

The base number is large. Even with the same probability, the number of people who meet the right person can be doubled!

Wonderful!

Lu Rong discovered that Lao Wang was saying "Then I will go and study" while changing his social networking site information from heterosexual to bisexual.

Lu Rong: "..."

He just wants to make Pharaoh rich, but Pharaoh only wants to be gay.

It was a failure.

Lu Rong instructed Lao Wang not to indulge in the main content, not to forget the difficult mission, and at least extract 50 usable words from the rotten woman's text. Tomorrow morning we will meet at the school gate. Pharaoh will go to skewers and he will print a napkin at the school gate.

After assigning homework to Lao Wang, Lu Rong went off the assembly line, finished his homework, and went back to bed distraught.

At night, he dreamed that the night was indescribable.

The mental pollution of the corrupt girl and the cult nature that quickly spread to Lao Wang deeply irritated Lu Rong, causing him to have 18x content in his dreams.

He first dreamed that in the castle, Ji Wenfeng dressed in the robe of a medieval nobleman invited him to do double repairs on the night of the full moon to summon the vampire leader;

After he refused, the scene turned into a basement, and Ji Wenfeng put him behind the brick wall.

Ji Wenfeng: "In this way, you will always be my collection~" He smiled and put on the last brick.

The most terrifying thing is that after many centuries, his bones were dug out, rotted all over, but he was wearing a Hawaiian grass skirt around his waist.

Lu Rong bounced off the bed abruptly, sweating profusely and coldly: He was dead, and he was asked to wear women's clothing! Ji Wenfeng is poisonous, right? !

Lu Rong pushed open the door, and sneaked out of the house before Ji Wenfeng got up. Looking around, he pushed out his beloved bicycle from the garage, rode it and ran.

He must be far away from Ji Wenfeng.

The sky was dark and there were few pedestrians in the street, and Chen Yulian was about to open fire.

Suddenly there was a passionate electric motor in the distance, which attracted Chen Yulian to raise her head.

She saw a man in a suit, leather shoes and forehead who was still wearing a toad mirror in the dark, with a cool face, riding an electric car in the posture of an open-top in the autumn mountains. The tricycle drove towards her.

The cleaners on both sides gave way.

Chen Yulian: "..."

Chen Yulian quickly lowered her head. Well-informed, she thinks this might be some gangster who is transferring drugs. She silently scraped the glutinous rice in the wooden bucket with a rice spatula, pretending that she was busy wrapping rice balls, and didn't notice anything.

The electric tricycle climbed onto the sidewalk and stopped steadily in front of her, just like a man's right leg was propped up on the ground, and it struck her heart with a thud.

Chen Yulian couldn't help but see the shirt collar wearing a big gold chain all the way from his thick calf.

The man smiled evilly, got out of the car, Shi Shiran set up the briquettes stove, spread the flour workbench, spread out the surimi and flour, took out a pair of medical sterilized rubber gloves from his pocket, and slapped it on his wrist. .

This person is actually going to grill skewers!

Chen Yulian has been the king and hegemony in the south of the city for thirteen years, and she has killed many newcomers who want to get a share of her. Last time the old king, Chen Yulian used her diligent, fast, assembly-line work model and despicable price reduction activities to force him to withdraw from the market!

But at this moment, Chen Yulian experienced a domineering spirit from a newcomer who had never met before!

This tyrannical aura shook her so much that she did not dare to step forward and reprimand him for taking up about 30 centimeters of her position. She only dared to move the cart aside secretly.

The uncle who sells pancakes and fruits next to him: "You..."

Chen Yulian yelled: "Come over!!!"

Uncle: qaq...

The sky was bright, and the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased. Those who get up at this time are retired grandparents and grandparents who go to work. They are naturally enthusiastic and like to live in groups. They have to chat for half an hour to buy breakfast, and they have a deep sense of bond with Chen Yulian.

Chen Yulian sold more than 20 rice dumplings in one go, and the line in front of the stall even held a small tea party.

Chen Yulian quickly made glutinous rice while looking at her competitor who used to sell drugs and now sells skewers.

Seeing a man entering the Ding like an old monk, Shi Shiran put the surimi into the flour dumpling, wrapped it, squashed it, and put it into the pan with no expression on his face. Then he took out an old pocket watch from his suit pocket and started timing.

Chen Yulian: "...?"

The man calmly looked at the pointer, waited until the standard time, picked up the small fish cake and placed it on the drain rack, and then repeated the above steps.

Chen Yulian observed for a while and chuckled secretly.

Although it was full, this man did not sell a piece of bread.

Chen Yulian keenly discovered the problem with the other party's product: who ate this deep-fried flatbread early in the morning, he had no idea about the breakfast market.

At this moment, a bicycle suddenly flew past Chen Yulian's vision. The teenager on the bicycle was sweating profusely, but his face was grim.

Chen Yulian was surprised: Is it time for the students to go to school?

She looked at her watch, 6:20.

How did this little classmate get fat? ! Do you love learning so much?

Chen Yulian was keeping an eye on the young man while mechanically wrapping rice.

I saw the young man turning smoothly from the non-motorized lane, supporting his long legs on the sidewalk, and stopping in front of the man in the suit.

Then, from the side of the bicycle, he untied a black light plate.

The man in the suit took it and hung it on the right handle of his electric tricycle, facing the school gate.

As soon as the switch was turned on, the light boards lit up colorfully, bursting the audience!

I saw three dazzling characters in the middle: Little fish cake!

Chen Yulian was shocked!

Other stall vendors who make egg cakes, pancakes with fruits, grilled corn and roasted sweet potatoes, sell porridge, and deep-fried dough sticks are all shocked!

Does this man still have a light sign?

Horrible!

The man in the suit handed the USB flash drive to the boy: "It's all here."

Teenager: "I will go back as soon as I go."

Speaking of long legs, he rushed to the printing shop that just opened.

Chen Yulian: They really are dealing in drugs! !

Ji Wenfeng sat in the Bentley car, staring at Lu Rong who was lining up at the school gate to buy breakfast.

The breakfast stall was crowded with people.

Lao Song glanced at the eldest master in the rearview mirror: "The bicycle that the little master left in the underground garage is gone."

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

Lao Song: "He should go to school by bicycle."

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

Old Song: "He didn't greet me beforehand."

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

Old Song: "Master, do you want to apologize first..."

Ji Wenfeng's eyes swept over, then got out of the car and closed the door heavily.

He hung a schoolbag on one shoulder and walked toward Lu Rong aggressively, wanting to ask him what was going on—why he was so dignified and honored to meet his fake parents, and he turned his face to deny him, so he begged for a fight. ? If this is placed in the adult world, it must be 1818 Golden Eye.

Before he crossed the road, Lu Rong, who was thirty meters away, felt a gust of **** anger coming from oncoming, blindly sniping in a warm wind. He was upset, and suddenly turned his head back and shouted: "Don't let me go!"

Ji Wenfeng's feet spun around, turned around and walked into the school gate with a frosty face and an angry expression.

Divorce today! !