Chapter 123 If you love, please love deeply, if you don’t love, don’t be sad
After dinner, Sheng Chi washed the dishes, swept the floor, mopped the floor and cut the fruit. He was busy like a top.
Because of the failure of yesterday's mission, he can now be said to be working like a slave.
When you are tired from work, don’t forget to reward yourself with a cup of iced American coffee.
"Good brother, go get me a glass of water."
"Sheng Chi, take my documents."
"Brother, the floor you mop is not smooth enough!"
“…”
Sheng Chi, who wished he had a few more clones, threw the rag in his hand to the ground in anger, then took off his apron and his chest trembled.
"Don't bully others too much—"
Before he could finish his words, Director Zheng, with a ferocious look on his face, jumped up and kicked him in the chest.
"Fuck you!"
A perfect parabola was drawn in the air, and Sheng Chi was kicked away on the spot by Director Zheng.
Director Zheng looks like an emoji of someone jumping up and kicking something, hahahahahaha. 】
[It flew out so hot]
[oi~ I feel a little pain in my chest. ]
[The ruffian is dead. 】
"What a shadowless kick!"
Chi Ye, who was watching a video of a beautiful woman, immediately paused the video when he heard the noise, then looked over and gave Director Zheng an affirmative thumbs up.
Sheng Chi climbed up from the ground, holding his chest and gasping for breath in pain.
How can this old man be so strong?
Facing the admiring gazes of the people around him, Director Zheng just smiled contemptuously and walked off the stage with his head held high.
You know, he and Old Wu have been lifting weights all night long these past few days, just to prepare for a fight with Si Qian someday...
Don't lose too badly.
The fun went on quickly and soon it was time for tonight's game.
Director Zheng began by announcing the rules: "Hit or No Hit Challenge: Ten guests will sit blindfolded side by side. A member of the production team will randomly hover over each guest's head holding a prop. Each of the ten guests will take turns answering, in the order they were seated, and answer 'Hit or No Hit, and how many times.' If they hit themselves, their experience points will be reduced by 1."
After the rules were read out, the ten people quickly sat down and were blindfolded by the staff.
The game begins.
Li Chuanze, who was sitting in the first seat, picked up the microphone as the answerer of this round.
Director Wu stood behind the guests like a ghost, holding an iron basin. After a feint, the basin stopped on Mu Weiyue's head next to Li Chuanze.
Director Zheng, who was standing far away, was trying to suppress his laughter: "To fight or not to fight?"
Li Chuanze heard Director Zheng's bright laughter and had a bad feeling.
Could it be him?
“No!”
Director Wu heard the order and changed the target.
The iron basin came to Li Chuanze's head.
“To fight or not to fight”
Li Chuanze: "Hit him! Hit him ten times!"
[Dude, are you practicing Iron Head Kung Fu? ]
[He's quite nice, he caught me and beat me right from the start.]
Next, everyone heard a bang like fireworks and Li Chuanze's muffled groan.
"That's not right! You did it on purpose!"
However, no one listened to Li Chuanze's shouting. Director Wu hit Li Chuanze on the head ten times. After that, Li Chuanze only felt a buzzing in his ears.
Si Qian covered his ears when he heard the noise: "It's New Year's Day"
Pei Li: "Happy New Year, Mr. Krabs!"
Ikeba: "Happy New Year, Happy New Year!"
With Li Chuanze's opening, the style of the game went completely awry.
Director Wu stopped above Li Chuanze's head, and Director Zheng shouted: "Do you want to fight or not?"
Mu Weiyue: "Hit! Hit three times!"
Bang bang bang!
Li Chuanze was hit three more times by the iron basin in Director Wu's hand.
Director Wu stopped above Fu Xiao's head, and Director Zheng asked: "Do you want to fight?"
Sheng Chi: "Hit me on my left hand, five times!"
Unfortunately, Li Chuanze was still on Fu Xiao's left.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
At this moment, Dao Xue Mian only felt stars in his eyes and could not hear what was said around him.
It stopped at Mu Weiyue's head, Director Zheng said: "Do you want to fight?"
Si Qian: "Hit the right side, hit it hard a hundred times!"
Next, the whole room was filled with a series of clanging sounds, mixed with Li Chuanze's unwilling roar -
"You did it on purpose!"
In response, Director Wu dropped an iron basin on him.
After a hundred hits, Li Chuanze had lost all his strength and means.
【"Iron Head Kung Fu Crash Course"】
[Mr. Li touched the top of his head and found that he had grown three centimeters taller. The result was a layer of calluses.]
How did they accurately locate Mr. Li?
In the next round, Li Chuanze couldn't count how many times he was hit.
After enduring ten people, Li Chuanze finally got the microphone.
This will be his turn to answer.
This time, he swore that he would take back everything he had lost!
Just as Dao Xue Mian was imagining a fierce revenge, Director Zheng blew the whistle -
"game over!"
Li Chuanze: ""
Li Chuanze, overwhelmed by anger and unwillingness, stood up and tore off his blindfold.
"Why don't you play anymore? Keep going!"
"Boss Li, you were the only one who got beaten in the last round."
Director Zheng said weakly, "I think you should quit while you're ahead..."
Now that the defeat is certain, if you continue playing, you might get hit a few times.
"I don't want you to feel, I want me to feel!"
What a hair!
There was no way he had received over a hundred blows in vain!
"Okay..."
The second round of the game begins.
Everyone predicted Li Chuanze's position as accurately as if they had opened their third eye.
Ping pong pong——
"Why me again?"
"Stop hitting me!"
Li Chuanze jumped up from the stool, holding his head in embarrassment and ran away from the scene.
Chi Ye said disdainfully: "It's just your bad luck!"
Mu Weiyue suppressed her laughter and tried to comfort him kindly: "It's not dead, it's not dead... Hahahaha!"
I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it.
Not sure if it was her illusion, but Si Qian always felt that Li Chuanze seemed a bit shorter than her.
1.8 meters shrank to 1.7 meters.
1.8 meters, 1.7 meters.
1.8 meters, 1.7 meters...
"Mr. Krabs, do you think he looks familiar now?"
Pei Li pulled Si Qian along and chatted with her about knife-cut noodles not far away.
As he spoke, he quietly took out his cell phone and found a very vivid picture to compare with Li Chuanze.
Si Qian first looked at Li Chuanze on the left, then glanced casually at the phone on the right -
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What a horse image!
Li Chuanze looked towards Si Qian with a strange expression.
What are these two people whispering about?
…
After a tiring day, Li Chuanze returned upstairs and couldn't sleep.
Thinking of Mu Weiyue's merciless ridicule today, Dao Xue Mian tossed and turned, and finally sat up in bed.
He took out his cell phone, deleted and typed, and then posted a message on WeChat Moments.
Late at night, Si Qian, who had just made himself a bowl of noodles and was sitting on the balcony next door, opened his circle of friends and saw a sentimental and non-mainstream post about knife-cut noodles.
Knife-cut noodles: [If you love, please love deeply, if you don’t love, please leave. ]
Also changed the blackhead.
Si Qian: ""
She slurped her instant noodles, took a screenshot and sent it to Pei Li—
Humiliating face:【［Picture］】
Hum face: [Hahahahahahaha, if you love, please love deeply. If you don’t love, don’t be sad.]
Within a second, the other party sent a message back.
Sliced noodles:
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