Wu Zheng smiled and said: "I am not drunk for a thousand cups, but if you two go back home and hug the spittoon, it will be too late. Otherwise, you won’t be vomiting when you get into someone else’s college. It looks good."
Qin Xiang and Cheng Xiaojin gave Wu Zheng a white look together, and continued to move forward without saying anything, just to see who could survive whom today.
It's just that they are very angry, but they want to stay drunk, but they are not very optimistic about Wu Zheng.
The three of them went on for a while, and walked into the tall archway of the academy. Two rows of lanterns lined up on both sides of Linyin Road in front of them, dazzling.
Pedestrians shuttle among them, and from time to time there are two or three talented people or two or three beautiful people who stop to look at the papers tied under the lantern. Wu Zheng also glanced boredly, and it was written with a fascinating face similar to a verse.
To say that guessing Wu Zheng is really not good. He has never studied literature, and he has guessed all the myths when he was a little boy, but think about the mystery at that time, where there is such a literary as written in this academy, It takes a lot of trouble to just understand the misunderstandings, and guess? Guess he is a big watermelon.
Qin Xiang and Cheng Xiaojin stiffened their necks and walked forward, as if the people who had left their homes were anxious to go home. Wu Zheng threw away the fascinating face in his hand and ran after him, jumping into the middle of the two. The two put their arms under their arms, and as a result, they squatted on the ground as soon as they got started and their legs softened.
For a while, the passers-by turned their eyes sideways, some hurriedly flashing to the side with their noses in their hands, and some frowned and put on a hateful look of "Where is the gentle scum of gentleman, it is simply insulting gentleman."
Wu Zheng also covered his nose, because the smell was too irritating. He vomited big fish and meat and was boiled in a pot of alcohol and gas, and now it is on the ground. The scene is as disgusting as it is.
But fortunately, these two guys didn't vomit in their arms, otherwise Wu Zheng might even have the heart to die.
Taking advantage of the time when these two homes came and ran away one by one, Wu Zheng clutched his nose and pretended not to know the two dudes, and retreated into the crowd calmly. After the two of them vomited for a period of time, they turned their heads and went to see Wu Zheng. At this time, besides a group of tourists who were righteously indignant with them, there was still a little shadow of Wu Zheng.
Miscalculation, too miscalculation, how can Wu Zheng drink so much? You can't get drunk like this! Embarrassing! Jiaming that guy didn't know what to say about himself when he mentioned about tonight.
"Oh! Isn't this little Grandpa Cheng?" A man who was holding a folding fan covering his nose and mouth came out of the crowd, seeming to want to take a closer look, but after two steps, he frowned and stopped.
Cheng Xiaojin glanced back in an angry manner. Even though the guy blocked half of his face with a fan, Cheng Xiaojin recognized this guy at a glance.
"Diao Sikun? What do you see, haven't you seen your uncle drunk?" Cheng Xiaojin stood up from the ground and grabbed Diao Sikun. He wanted to push him, but saw Diao Sikun turning sideways with disgust. Later, Cheng Xiaojin didn't let go.
He moved his mouth over and deliberately sighed at him: "What's the matter, the shit stick, I haven't repaired you for a few days, and you are jumping again?"
Diao Sikun really couldn't stand Cheng Xiaojin's stinky mouth, opened Cheng Xiaojin's hand, stepped back and stood in front of the crowd and said angrily: "Insulting gentleman, insulting gentleman..."
Cheng Xiaojin was looking at his hand that had just been knocked off by Diao Sikun, as if he was wondering, "Why didn't you catch it?"
Qin Xiang squatted aside and laughed loudly: "You can't even catch a straw bag like Diao Sikun, you are really useless. Look at me..."
After speaking, Qin Xiang bounced off the ground and grabbed Diao Sikun.
Diao Sikun ran into two drunken maniacs when he saw him, and when he dared to break with them here, wouldn't it be uncomfortable for himself
So as soon as Qin Xiang was with him, the guy dived into the crowd, causing Qin Xiang to catch a moment, and looked back at Cheng Xiaojin behind him in embarrassment.
Cheng Xiaojin laughed and said, "I also said that you are not the same dish. Fortunately, Brother Wu hasn't been asked to see it, otherwise our group leader will not want to do it."
"What are you looking at? I haven't seen anyone getting drunk!" Qin Xiang, who usually doesn't talk much, shouted at the crowd at this time.
Everyone saw that one was Little Grandpa Cheng and the other was Little Grandpa Qin. There were not many people in the gods of these two masters who could afford to provoke them. Naturally, they were not one of them.
It's just that the two of them vomited on the road. Those two piles were really stinky, so a forest-yin road that was originally surging with people's heads gradually became just... (End of this chapter)