entertainment teacher

Chapter 87 The Scholar
"Ten pot helmets, five bowls of Liangpi, five roujiamo, more peppers, no coriander!" After entering a small shop called Shiweitian that seemed to be old, the fat man immediately unloaded his bags, and shouted into the store.

"Come on!" A man dressed as a waiter in an antique shop walked out quickly from the back hall.

"Four nights of tofu nao first, three bowls of sweet and one bowl of salty." Looking at Fang Jiesan who had just entered, the fat man ordered a bean curd nao in a rather benevolent manner.

"Wait a moment, guest officer." The waiter nodded and immediately walked into the back hall.

Following Fatty into the store on this old street, it does seem to be quite old. The [-]-square-meter storefront on the first floor can be seen at a glance, and there are still three or four people eating and drinking inside.

"It's not lunch time yet, and there aren't many people!" The fat man said, looking at the clock on the wall.

It's only ten o'clock in the morning. It's past breakfast time and it's not lunch time yet. Naturally, there aren't many people.

"Hurry up and finish eating, you can leave after eating." Sitting down directly opposite the fat man, Fang Jie put Fang Nian on the chair beside him.

"That Lao Shizi Fang Jie, the songs he sang on the battlefield really made my blood boil!" Just after Fang Jie and the others sat down, a voice came from the table next to him.

Several people were eating and discussing the battle that took place in Sichuan and Shu some time ago.

"Don't worry about it, someone else has a name and surname, and he has been named Music Emperor!" One of the thin men said: "That's a battle song! Do you understand!"

"Not only Le Emperor, but also the emperor's teacher!" said the man at the beginning.

"Huo Huo Huo Huo Huo's boxing skills are invincible!" The thin man snorted a few words based on his own feelings.

"I can't speak clearly, what a Le Emperor, not worthy of the name!" On the opposite side of these two people, a scholar man with ponytail snorted disdainfully.

The thin man with pointed ears frowned, ignored the ponytail, and continued chatting with the big man.

Seeing that the thin man didn't pay attention to him, Ponytail immediately changed into a contemptuous look, and pretended to shout loudly: "People in poor places can be named music emperors by singing just two songs. They really don't know much."

Hearing the ridicule of the ponytail, the big man couldn't help standing up.

"you!"

"Sit down!" The big man just stood up and said, but was grabbed by the thin man: "Don't be as knowledgeable as a child with no hair, they all came down from the battlefield anyway."

"You said that no one has full hair!" Hearing what the thin man said, the ponytailed scholar immediately couldn't sit still, and asked sharply.

"Why? Dissatisfied?" The thin man sneered at the scholar's harsh question, and then stared with murderous eyes. The people who came down from the battlefield were full of bloody breath.

"Ah!" The scholar was taken aback by the thin man's eyes full of murderous intent. Those eyes full of murderous intent were like a wild beast that would choose someone to devour.

The scholar was so frightened that he sweated profusely.

"You!" The scholar suddenly thought that this was in his territory, and that he had been frightened into such a cowardly look, and immediately recovered his senses and said, "Just wait for me!"

After finishing speaking, the scholar scrambled and ran out of Shi Wei Tian.

"Little boy." The two thin men didn't take the scholar's threat to heart. Both of them came from the battlefield in Sichuan and Sichuan, and they had seen a lot of little children like the scholar.

"Hurry up and eat, we have to meet up with Big Brother later." The thin man said.

"Okay." The big man nodded, and started to eat something on the table.

Not long after, the two left Shiweitian.

Fang Jie and others on the other side also started eating.

"Fang Ledi, when did you learn to sing?!" The fat man asked vaguely, each holding a Roujiamo in his hand.

"Want to know?" Fang Jie ate the tofu nao in small bites, and looked at the fat man playfully.

"Of course." Fatty nodded, but his eyes did not leave the Roujiamo in his hand. In other words, this Roujiamo tastes good!

"It all started when I won the first prize in the nursery rhyme contest when I was a child in kindergarten..." Fang Jie told the story.

"Tch, brother Fang Jie is lying." Xiao Xingzi, who was also holding a meat bun in her hand, wrinkled her little nose and said disdainfully, "I'm not as good at making up stories!"

"Look, you can't even fool a little girl, and you still want to lie to me?" The fat man snorted dismissively.

"It's not baa, my dad can tell a lot of stories!" Fang Nian retorted, my dad is very good, he can do everything, and he can... well, open up the world, yes, he can also open up the world.

He patted Fang Nian's little head, and then patted Xiao Xingzi's head: "Stop bickering, eat quickly, if you don't hurry up, this fat man will eat up again!"

"Yes, it's Fat Zi (dead fat man)!" The two little lolitas stuffed their mouths and glared at the fat man.

"Huh." The fat man curled his lips, ignoring the two little lolitas. The adults have a lot, and they eat what the fat man has.

Just when the four people were eating the things on the table.

The scholar who ran out just now came in with a large group of punks.

"Where were those two people just now?!" The scholar grabbed the waiter by the collar and asked sharply. The two people threatened him just now, and even made him scold him for not even growing his hair.

How could he bear it when he was walking sideways in Xianyang, and in less than 10 minutes, he rushed back with a large group of people.

"No... I don't know." The waiter was frightened by such a big fight, and said in panic.

"Hmph!" The scholar pushed back with both hands, and directly threw the waiter to the ground.

Looking around, I saw Fang Jie and others who were feasting.

"Did you see where those two people went just now?!" The scholar led a group of people to Fang Jie and the others.

Fang Jie shook his head: "I didn't see it."

"Shop waiter, five more Roujiamo!" Fatty didn't even bother to look at the scholar, and directly said to the shop waiter who was lying on the ground.

The angry scholar saw that someone dared to ignore him, and he was even a fat man.

Immediately, he became furious: "Eat your mother, Gobi! You are as fat as a pig!"

The fat man frowned, and looked at the scholar with cold eyes: "Try to say something again?!"

"Eat your mother..."

"bang"

Before the scholar had finished speaking, everyone heard a loud noise.

Everyone seemed to see a flash of a figure, the speed was so fast that they seemed to have seen it, but they didn't seem to see it.

A huge hole appeared on the wall next to it, and the scholar in front of everyone had disappeared, while Fang Jie, who was standing still, kept kicking at this time.

"Noisy." Fang Jie frowned and put down his feet.

"You!" At this time, the subordinates brought by the scholar realized that it was not an illusion just now, and his boss was really kicked away.

"Go and see if the boss is okay!" The leader of the gangsters, with a black tiger tattooed on his head, said, and the gangsters immediately separated seven or eight people and ran out of the big hole to check if their boss was alive. thing.

The rest of the people were staring at Fang Jie and the others.

"666, Young Master Fang is mighty and domineering!" The fat man who was about to make a move suddenly turned into a teammate of Liying who could call 666, holding two meat buns in his hand.

"Stop beeping, leave after eating." Hearing what the fat man said, Fang Jie rolled his eyes. It was really helpless that a meal could cause trouble.

　La la la, I'm a little connoisseur of drafts

　　I still have manuscripts saved, but I just won’t post them, just won’t post them!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)