"Hey??? Wait a minute! Teacher Xiaoliang, don't leave! We still have a bet to make. You can't go back on your word!"
"I'm a vicious person, how could I let you get away? I just used up all my skill points, I have to earn some more from you."
Only Zhen Baozhu heard Han Mo's inner thoughts in the room, and felt deeply that Han Mo's vicious personality was set up.
I gave a thumbs up to Han Mo’s vicious personality in my heart, and gave a thumbs up to Uncle Xiaoliang.
Bald Xiaoliang stopped and faced Han Mo again.
He was already furious, pointing at Han Mo and Shi Lei and shouting:
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"I don't believe it!"
"Have you colluded with Shi Lei? This recording studio is also lip-syncing, right?"
Han Mo laughed out loud, and her laughter was too sarcastic, making Xiao Liang look even more unreasonable and embarrassing.
"Have you heard the story of Monk Foyin and Su Dongpo?"
When Zhen Baozhu heard this, she burst out laughing.
Uncle Xiaoliang looked troubled, obviously he had never heard of it.
Zhen Baozhu explained generously:
"I just heard this story from my mom yesterday. Su Dongpo asked Foyin, what do you think I look like?
Foyin said, "I think you look like a Buddha." Foyin asked Su Dongpo, "What do you think I look like?"
Su Dongpo said, you look like a piece of shit to me.
Then he went home proudly and told Su Xiaomei.
However, Su Xiaomei told him that Foyin had Buddha in his heart and everyone he saw looked like Buddha.
If you have shit in your heart, everyone looks like shit to you! Hahahaha"
Xiaoliang looked at Zhen Baozhu with his nostrils flaring, then looked at Han Mo, who continued:
"If you're really short of money, you can write an IOU."
"We can put the money issue on hold. I'm not short of money anyway."
"Let's do the Weibo posting thing now, shall we?"
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