After listening to Zhang Xiaoqiang's "noise", Erpang turned his head with a sad expression on his face: "Sad, Xiaoqiang! You are my best friend, do you think I am the kind of person who gives up his ideals just for a few points? Childish !ridiculous!"
He was scolded for no reason, leaving Zhang Xiaoqiang confused.
"Do you still have ideals?"
"Nonsense!! What's the difference between a life without ideals and salted fish?"
"Then... what is your ideal!?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked tentatively with curiosity.
Slowly raising his head, Erpang's eyes flashed with determination and determination: "My ideal is to become the strongest man on earth."
"Fuck!! What was I doing at that time? If you just say "The Strongest King," I'll end it."
"Tacky, artistic conception! Brother, do you understand what is called artistic conception?"
"Okay, okay, don't be beautiful. With your figure, you can't tell the artistic conception. The meaning comes from the front."
"Get out!" He pushed Zhang Xiaoqiang, but Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly dodged it.
"Don't be ridiculous. If you want to be the strongest king, why don't you stay in the Internet cafe and read Mao's books?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked sternly, straightening his body.
After listening, Erpang closed the book and approached Zhang Xiaoqiang: "Do you know why we always linger in Bronze?"
"What else can he do? He's just a technical expert." Zhang Xiaoqiang took it for granted.
The second fat man raised his fat hand and waved it before Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes: "Not exactly, technique is actually nothing, just practice more."
"Is that a reaction?" Zhang Xiaoqiang continued.
"No, you don't know my brother's reflexes. Have you seen any living mosquitoes or flies in our dormitory all summer?"
"No!" Zhang Xiaoqiang confirmed: "But... this has nothing to do with your reaction ability?"
The corner of the Erpang's lips curled up in an evil way, and he responded with a faint smile: "Since you asked so, I won't hide it. In fact, I killed all those mosquitoes and flies with my bare hands."
As he spoke, Er Pang moved his hands forward and back in the air, and combined with his round belly, he really looked like a kung fu panda.
"Is that so... Are you sure it wasn't because you didn't wear socks for three weeks that Xun ran away?"
"roll!!"
"Come on, don't be pretentious and tell the truth. What's the reason why we can't get into the Strongest King?" Zhang Xiaoqiang went straight to the point when he was too lazy to continue the fearless detours with Er Pang.
"It's very simple!! Strategic awareness, teamwork." Er Pang said two lofty words with admiration.
If you think about it carefully, this is really the essence of winning.
"Well, it makes sense, but can this thing be solved by reading a book?" Zhang Xiaoqiang questioned.
"Of course! Knowledge changes destiny! There is nothing that cannot be solved by reading this book. If so, then read two books!!" Er Pang responded simply.
"Hey, you fat boy, can you tell me what books you are reading?"
After finishing his words, Erpang directly handed the closed book to him. Zhang Xiaoqiang took a closer look... "Learning management from scratch..."
"That's right!! This book is what I use to improve my team management awareness. In addition, I am also reading the Book of Five Wheels, The Theory of War and Sun Tzu's Art of War. Waiting for my little brother to digest and absorb these, hum hum ~"
With three cold snorts, Erpang's little eyes narrowed slightly, and he continued to recover. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaoqiang spoke first and continued: "When you have digested and absorbed all this, are you still licking your hair? Go directly to the Japanese country to quell them, I'll give it to you Pay fifty cents for the flight!!”
"roll!"
"Let's be serious, I need your help if I need something." Zhang Xiaoqiang said after changing the topic.
"What are you doing? Let me tell you in advance, I won't pick up soap!" Erpang replied as he was accustomed to joking.
"Um... I'm short on money lately, can you lend me some?"
"How much to borrow?"
"Above 2,000, the more the better."
"Emma, my stomach... my stomach hurts. What's that? You, just wait for me to go down. I'll come as soon as I go." He stood up and left, Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed him: "Stop pretending, you still have a stomachache, you have a stomachache." Are you covering your chest and doing something wooly?"
"Oh~ it's transferred, it's transferred, my God, my stomach pain has transferred, can you believe it? Chest tightness! I'm... so cold, so cold."
"Pretend, you're so good at pretending, are you brothers?" Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled away Er Fatty's right paw scratching his chest, frowning in disdain.
"Hey, brother, you just asked for two thousand. You think your brother opens a bank... Have you never heard that talking about money hurts feelings?"
"Come on, I see you playing games online and buying snacks every day. Why didn't I see you crying about poverty at that time?" Zhang Xiaoqiang burst into tears and exposed Erpang's lies.
"Me, that's what I need in life, and I need to invest to fight for my ideals. But having said that, you kid couldn't spend more than a hundred yuan a month in the past, so why are you asking me for 2,000? Tell me honestly, are you hiding in a golden house... Hehehe , is there a situation?"
"Your grandma's grandpa's grandma has a beautiful girl in the golden house. I raise pigs. Can that be okay!? There is so much nonsense, I just want to ask, do you want to borrow this money or not? Give me a happy word!" Holding his head high, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked like he was going to the execution ground to die generously.
"Hey, it's urgent, it's urgent. I once said that there are two situations when a man suddenly lacks money. One is to have a woman; the other is to be robbed. Looking at your plump brother, you must have been robbed. No, then only women are left. What do you think, does my conclusion look like Edogawa Conan-kun?" He made a classic Conan pose of "I really wish there was only one".
Zhang Xiaoqiang was almost blinded by the flash: "Fuck you, are you the only one who wants to fight back against Conan? You're almost like a dung beetle."
"Tch! Whatever you say, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd? I have a clear head!" The second fat man was full of confidence.
"What's your background?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was speechless.
"It must have cost a lot of money to chase the beautiful girl Su." Su Lengche was suddenly mentioned, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's expression changed immediately.
"Brother, I'm not too talkative. It's necessary to spend money to chase a woman, but you have to do what you can. Also, don't be stupid, just pay. If nothing happens, you should learn about the woman's situation from the side. You should know that Su Lengche is patting her. It’s about a big online movie.”
"Internet movie? What the hell?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was confused. This was the first time he had heard about it.
Hearing this, the second fat man was shocked: "Aren't you? You don't know such a big news? OHMYLADYGAGA, I'm really convinced by you. Come on..."
Taking out his mobile phone, Erpang made some fuss, and then handed it to Zhang Xiaoqiang: "Did you see the news yesterday morning? Xingyun Group highly favored newcomer Su Lengche and invested 100 million to shoot the Internet movie "I" "Journey to the West, My Love", this film attracted many cross-border Hollywood stars, including Sister Furong and Sister Feng, who all participated in it."
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't hear what the second fat man said specifically. His whole brain seemed to be disconnected and unable to function. An indescribable pain stirred in his chest, and Zhang Xiaoqiang felt as if he had lost it.
(End of chapter)