Urban Flower Protection Dragon

In order to commemorate his adult ceremony, Jia Junzi set that he must meet everyone on time at midnight this evening. Midnight is midnight that night, which is zero. This dead thing... I'm going to write poetry at 12:00 in the middle of the night

Generally speaking, no one will go in such a situation, but otherwise, at twelve o'clock, the town is brightly lit. Even all kinds of firecrackers, gongs and drums are chirping. In this case, if you want to sleep, it is basically impossible.

As the overlord of this town, Jiayun's power is really strong. As long as he wants these people to come out, no one dares to stay at home.

However, this force is driven by money. Besides, it is also a variety of delicious dishes. You can eat them at will. Why do you hide at home?

Anyway, today, almost everyone in the town came out. The most famous people in the city of son were gathered in front of the harem of the fake gentleman.

There is a very large grandstand here, which is hundreds of meters high and looks very like jade. At the same time, it is completely decorated with all kinds of gold and diamonds, which is very luxurious. Even those rich people can't help feeling shocked when they see it.

However, such a stand is just a place where Jia Junzi used to write poetry. But his luxury is not comparable to that of a poem.

On one corner of the stand, there are several seats that are more expensive than the Dragon chair. There are more than a dozen people sitting on them. They are the big people in this town. At the same time, Jia Yun also sits in the middle.

At this time, Jia Yun is very old. Although he is only 60 or 70 years old, he looks like he is going to hang up at any time, but he is full of smiles.

Sitting next to him is the younger main room. He has hardly changed in recent years. His luxurious clothes and clothes add to his dignity. The two of them sit together, not like husband and wife, but like father and daughter.

"Hahaha, master Jia, I heard that your son is going to write poetry this time. I must have published those recent publications. So far, I haven't forgotten the Qianqian line. It's really deep into my heart." There is a fat merchant next to Jia Yun. Said flatteringly to him.

"It's just my work, it's just my work. It's all written by the dog. Don't make too much publicity." Jia Yun also knows that those poems must not be elegant, but after walking in the mall for so many years, he naturally accepted them with great tact and modesty.

"How can it be a clumsy work... If it is a clumsy work, then there are no poets in this world." The fat merchant still continues to flatter. Jia Yun controls all his businesses. Naturally, he dare not offend.

Jia Yun wanted to laugh, but he didn't laugh. Although she was still full of energy, her body really didn't work. Over the years, she has been living in pain. Perhaps the only belief in living in the world is to take a look at her son!

"The poem written by young master Ling is a real masterpiece. I heard one and immediately felt shocked." At this time, another man came from behind. If his bald head was here, it would not be difficult to recognize that this was the disciple of doctor Xu fifteen years ago. Now he has replaced doctor Xu and become the most powerful doctor in this town.

However, what is surprising is that according to rumors about Dr. Xu, he is still recuperating in a quiet place. At that time, he was 70 or 80 years old. Now he is still 15 years away. It seems that her age is nearly 100.

But for the bald head, there must be no doubt about this. After all, this is a story world. The last boss absolutely exists. If Dr. Xu comes out at this time. Hum, ha ha, remember to juggle for a while, which is understandable.

This disciple has come to today's position and seen a lot of darkness. The whole person is not the same as before. The Green Pheasant is only a disciple who has learned medical skills. Society is like a big dye vat, which can make any color dripping repeatedly.

"Yes, yes. What the doctor said is very true. " Over the years, Jia Yun and Dr. Xu have a very close relationship. Therefore, for this proud disciple of doctor Xu, Jia Yun naturally can't be as cold as others.

As they chatted, the midnight bell began to ring. Usually I only work, but today in order to highlight such an agenda. Therefore, in Zishi, percussion is configured throughout the whole process.

The sound of all kinds of gongs and trumpets is deafening. The most unexpected thing is that there is a team of zither players in the stands.

Zither is still very difficult to learn here. Generally, without ten or eight years of practice, I'm embarrassed to go out and talk. But I invited so many people at once. There are twenty or thirty people. It can be seen how big his handwriting is.

The music of zither is fresh and elegant, which is very touching. Therefore, as soon as it is played, the people on the field seem to have calmed down, and the surrounding trumpets seem to have been inaudible. They are enjoying this wonderful music.

In this jingling zither music, the gate of the harem slowly opens. If there is no accident, it should be today's protagonist, Jia Junzi.

Everyone looked forward to it. The beauty scream group that had been bought with money was nearby and ready to go. As soon as Jia Junzi came out and faced him, it was applause and scream.

Indeed, a man came out from behind the door, but the most dazzling thing was the round bald head like an electric light bulb.

This man is no one else, but a fake gentleman. The first thing he does when he knows that he is attached is to shave bald. He has a special hobby for this hairstyle.

People outside suddenly opened their eyes. Even the scream group seemed not to scream. They stared at the man. In this dynasty, the arrangement of hair style was very traditional and strict. It was really inappropriate to shave your head so casually.

"Gentleman? What are you doing? How did he become bald... "Jia Yun rubbed his old and dim eyes, looked at Jia junzi, and then said," madam, do you think this is a gentleman... How could it be like this? "

The main room next to me was also frightened. I wanted to have a cup of tea, but now I hold the cup in my hand, but I didn't move. To tell the truth, Jia Junzi was quite handsome, but when he was bald, he suddenly became an image of a hooligan.

However, she didn't care about the bald head at all, because she knew that Jia Junzi's greatest ability was to act. Even if it was like this, people were thinking about her usual behavior style., It wouldn't make any difference, so he walked out quickly, "let me kiss me for the hand some..."

These words, although the people on the court can't understand them, but looking at his coordinated actions, he is still very passionate. But no one said anything. They were still immersed in this disgusting hairstyle!

To tell you the truth, shaving your head is really a bad hairstyle. There are many male stars because one bald head destroys everything, but this is perhaps the best way to test your appearance. But now this bald head is obviously very disgusting.

"Why, don't you know me? I'm Jia, Jun and Zi. " Baldheaded still looked arrogant at this time, shouting at the people off the court, as if he had won five million lottery tickets.

In fact, he doesn't want to be bald. In this way, there are many flaws. However, he really can't stand the feeling of wearing his hair on his head, so he can only shave it. With the usual form of the protagonist, he can only make so many situations.

"Gentleman? How did you look like this... "Jia Yun looked at Jia Junzi and almost choked speechless. He even suspected that he was his own son? But the blood test was right.

"My father is like this. Recently, someone said that your son is not handsome, and that man is a monk. He said that I am certainly not as handsome as him when I shave my head, so I bet him that I must be more handsome than him when I shave my head..." in a hurry, bald made up a lie. It can be said that the lie is broken when I wear it, but in this dandy, But it's very relevant.

"What's the reason?" The people on the court all came up with such an idea. They even thought that if the monk was stronger than who, would you have to be stabbed?

"Father, but now I've found that shaving your head is really a better behavior. First, you don't have to work so hard when you don't wash your hair, and you don't have to worry about hair loss, and is the aura stronger?" In such a case, the bald head still said without changing his face.

"Well, yes, it seems very reasonable." Jia Yun was speechless by his behavior, so he could only say yes.

"Yes, I didn't think of it. Bald head is really a good way. I've always had hair loss, but I'm very distressed. Now I shave my head too, isn't it OK?" Suddenly a cry came out. It was the fat merchant who turned his head faster and flattered him at the first time.

"Yes, that's it. What's your name? Go to the back room and do business later." For this situation, it can be said that bald head has already seen in those stories. What Jia Junzi should say now has been condensed into his heart. In fact, the meaning of doing business is to give her money.

"Well, well, I will go and I will listen." The fat merchant immediately laughed, and it was worth the trip to get on with him.

"Yes, bald head can also save water. This is really a good way. I also want to shave my head." If someone flatters, there will be more, so immediately, others shout loudly. There were several women's voices mixed in the cry all the time.

In this regard, bald also feel very ashamed. Now this situation can be said to be difficult to ride a tiger. He didn't expect the man's appeal to be so strong, so he cleared his throat and said“ This is my style. Let's listen and write poems for you. " After that, the bald man took a few steps forward. Each step was in accordance with the standard Peking Opera cavity, which was very natural.