After seeing Rosen off, Zhang Xiaoqiang was exhausted. He returned to the living room and plopped down on the sofa, feeling as if his body had been hollowed out.
Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang was in poor condition, Lao Zhu stood up, went to the computer desk to get the teapot and teacup that were the only remaining items from the "Prehistoric War", and poured some water for Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"Come on, Xiaoqiang, drink some water. Look, why don't you just play chess? No matter how good the monkey is at chess, you don't need to get wet with excitement."
"Ahem," Zhang Xiaoqiang almost choked on the water that had just entered his throat because of the old pig's comfort.
"Hmph! My old grandson has long said that I am good at chess. I think back in the Huaguo Mountain, I could play all over the mountain without any enemies. People gave me the nickname "The Great Sage of Chess"."
"Pfft," Zhang Xiaoqiang really couldn't hold back the tea in his mouth this time, and it shot all over the old pig's face.
"SORRY, Brother Pig, I'm sorry, I didn't mean for Yan to shoot you."
Your sister! This is what it means to love the "Great Sage of Chess"!
To be able to play ancient chess with the atmosphere of modern war, it is estimated that only the "Great Sage of Chess" in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, can have such courage and vision.
"Okay, okay! It's... it's already late. Let's all go to bed. I have to go to school tomorrow, so I won't accompany you. I'll go back to the house first."
After saying that, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care what the Great Sage or Lao Zhu said. Even if the latter demolished his home and started the Third World War, he, Zhang Xiaoqiang, would never care about it. Everything would be done until he wakes up tomorrow. Do processing.
With tired steps, Zhang Xiaoqiang moved towards the bedroom little by little.
When he arrived in the bedroom, Zhang Xiaoqiang threw himself on the bed.
Well~ The feeling of my body touching the sheets is like being hugged by my girlfriend.
Cool! Comfortable! Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but let out an intoxicated cry.
But at this moment, his crotch suddenly vibrated.
"Damn it! What the hell time is it, and you're here to trick me into buying a house!?"
Angrily, Zhang Xiaoqiang took out his mobile phone, pressed the call button, lowered his voice, and in a very skilled London accent, Beier replied authentically: "HELLO, HOWAREYOU, I'MLILEI, MAYIHELPYOU?"
According to Zhang Xiaoqiang, as soon as he spoke his awesome London accent, the salesperson opposite him was absolutely confused.
I believe many students have similar experiences. We all receive some inexplicable phone calls every day.
Have a good temper and politely decline.
Those who have a bad temper often curse.
But these salesmen are obviously well trained to withstand stress. No matter what the operator says, he has the right to fart.
That's all, he can always switch back to the theme he wants to express at the right moment.
Objectively speaking, it is not easy for these salesmen. They also want to make a living. Otherwise, who would suffer the sin of being looked down upon by others
Zhang Xiaoqiang can understand the pain of the salesman very well. After all, he is also a working man at the bottom and understands that life is not easy.
But the problem is, you don’t investigate, and you always call to say that a certain place is selling like hotcakes, and a certain community is opening with a big deal. It seems that if you don’t buy it, you will be a failure to the Party and the people.
Damn it, I can't even provide basic food and clothing. You insist on having sex with me every day and these lofty things. How dare you say that you are not just looking for fun or mocking me
Later, after repeated arduous and fierce battles with these harassing calls, Zhang Xiaoqiang figured out a set of effective countermeasures.
Aren't these salesmen all blowing nonsense... Come on, I'll give you some foreign language!
After this trick was studied and implemented by Zhang Xiaoqiang, the situation of the battle has undergone a fundamental reversal. Basically, there are no more similar calls than two sentences.
After all, it is obvious to all the world that Chinese people are patriotic. In this country, everyone knows each other well no matter how good their English is.
To put it bluntly, anyone who can successfully converse with Wai Guoren for more than three sentences is definitely a veteran who has watched American bang bang movies.
Anyway, Zhang Xiaoqiang can barely hold on to the fourth sentence now. After asking How old are you and where are you from, he basically has to use the secret: Can you speak Chinese
"I'mhanmeimei.finethankyou,andyou?"
Yo ho! sure!
The calm response from the other side was somewhat beyond Zhang Xiaoqiang's expectation.
It seems that he is an expert. Even Li Lei and Han Meimei know that this guy has at least graduated from elementary school.
This damn guy has met his opponent today!
Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but feel a little nervous, knowing that he only had four moves.
However, these four tricks are very powerful. Without exception, they are the most efficient and useful conversational sentences that Chinese foreign language workers have painstakingly summarized after decades of research and combined with foreign forms.
Rumor has it that as long as you learn these four sentences, you will have absolutely no problem becoming a JC in Waiguo.
"I'm fine, thank you. where are you from?"
After saying hello, ask about age; after asking about age, ask about nationality; after asking about nationality, ask about household registration.
This kind of household registration-style chat method later helped many Waiguoguo families solve the problem of low JC and social instability.
snort! I don’t believe you can be right about this!
Zhang Xiaoqiang is full of confidence. If the previous sentence is still in the elementary stage, everyone can catch it. As for this sentence, whether it is a clause type or a sentence structure, Zhang Xiaoqiang believes that those who are not in the sixth grade of elementary school will definitely not be able to parry it.
"You took the wrong medicine today and got kicked in the head by a donkey!? You can't speak Chinese well, but you still speak foreign language like me? Can you do it!?"
What the hell! What's going on! ? Angry and angry
"Who am I talking about you? You..."
"Me! Your aunt! Are you itchy? You don't even remember your aunt's number!?"
Mist grass!
Hearing the familiar scolding, Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly took the phone away from his ear and took a closer look... His anus tightened immediately.
Your sister! It was really a call from my aunt!
It's over, it's over, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple!
So, selfishness is harmful to people!
"Haha, I'm sorry, auntie, um, um, I received a few harassing phone calls from people selling real estate. I thought I was paying them back, so..."
"Come on, I don't have time to talk to you about those useless things. What do you mean you are a little brat! If your aunt doesn't call you today, are you not going to contact me to report on the work? "
After a series of scoldings and reprimands, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a bit unable to turn around due to the sudden reversal.
"Uh... aunt, I, um... what job did you ask me to report to?"
"Nonsense! What else could it be!? What did you do today!? Let me ask you, how was your conversation with the girl... or did you not go at all today!?"
Well, that's the thing, it's okay if the aunt doesn't mention it, but when she mentions it, Zhang Xiaoqiang is filled with sadness and anger!
(End of chapter)