Intellectual retardation system: Even ancestors are afraid of crazy criticizers and gossip lovers

Shu Yue became nervous inexplicably.

As I was being pushed on the lawn, a light turned on in the distance. It was very dark, and I could vaguely see a person standing in the middle.

The other party walked forward step by step, and the lights under his feet lit up with him every step.

Just go and follow the stars.

It wasn't until the tall figure walked in front of her that Shu Yue could see the person clearly.

At the same time, the lights on both sides began to extend and climb, quickly illuminating the entire scene.

The handsome face under the light and the gorgeous background made her heart beat faster.

"Shu Yue, will you be my girlfriend?"

At this time, the surroundings were extremely quiet, with no booing or onlookers. It was as if everyone had disappeared, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

Oh... there are more than two, there is a person sitting on the bench behind, applying hand cream.

Yanli: Hmm... my hands are a little dry.

She raised her hand and the light passed between them, and behind her fingers was a scene of two people embracing.

Then the lights got brighter, followed by cheers, fireworks and the sound of champagne being popped.

At this time, the heroine's face was red and she broke away from the embrace, but her hand was still held by the other party, neither light nor heavy, but she couldn't break free.

Shu Yue looked around and saw the familiar faces of her colleagues. Until she looked at the person under the street lamp, because all the lights were on, the other person's figure was completely illuminated.

Countless times of stealing from his master and countless times of careful observation allowed her to recognize him instantly.

Chen Minghui only saw the people around him, and her gaze was his gaze. Before he could think about it, the person pulled him away in the direction of his gaze.

Colleagues thought the two were going to whisper, so they teased and did not follow.

Standing in front of an important person, Shu Yue took out her interlocked hands and called out nervously and shyly: "Xiao Li."

Chen Minghui: "???"

Yan Li stood up and said, "Congratulations."

Ding, congratulations on reaching the [-] million goal.

"He is my boyfriend, Chen Minghui, she is Xiaoli, and Yanli is my best friend."

Hearing a female voice and a man's face, Chen Minghui was a little confused. After hearing his girlfriend's introduction, why did he feel like he was meeting his parents?

In the end, he politely held back two words: "Hello."

In fact, he didn't even remember who Yan Li was.

"Hello." Yanli curled his lips and smiled, which was considered polite but also acknowledged.

"Is Xiaoli cosplaying the homeless man again?"

again?Only then did Yan Li realize that he had been recognized last time when he played the role of a grandmother.

"Well, yes."

Chen Minghui: A unique hobby, too weird, I don’t agree with it...

Thinking this in his heart, he still had a decent smile on his face. There was nothing he could do about it. This was the person his girlfriend cared about. If he asked his girlfriend to choose someone, he knew that she would definitely not choose him.

Shu Yue asked cautiously: "Xiao Li, do you want to go over and get to know everyone?"

"No need, I'm going back first." Yanli put on his gloves, dragged the woven bag and left.

Shu Yue watched quietly, listening to the empty mineral water bottles making crackling sounds on the ground, like firecrackers.

Chen Minghui, who was on the side, was self-aware and waited until no one could see him anymore. He took his girlfriend's hand and led her away from the place and walked in the park.

"Xiao Li likes to be alone..." Shu Yue said with a slight sigh.

Chen Minghui comforted her softly: "Well, I can see it. She looks very happy. That's good. Don't worry."

"Well..." Shu Yue became energetic again after hearing this.

Chen Minghui: I don’t know if she is happy or not, as long as my girlfriend is happy.

……

As for Yanli, who was walking away, walking on the main road, the crackling sound was just making noise.

At this time, the shops were almost closed, and there were people upstairs looking down.

There are all kinds of things in life, and those who watch them are only passing the eyes but not the heart. They are noticed all the way, but are forgotten all the way.

Outside the small supermarket with the lights on, several young people were squatting on the steps. Some were smoking cigarettes, some were eating instant noodles, and some were eating bread.

There was mineral water in front of them. Maybe the bread was too dry or maybe they were thirsty due to the hot weather. One of them was drinking it.

Soon the bottle of water was finished, and the hand holding the mineral water was lowered, and instantly there was nothing in it.

Damn it, someone dares to steal his things!

The man stood up suddenly. Seeing the boss's unkind expression, the others put down what they were holding and stood up as well, approaching him.

Yanli put the empty bottle into the woven bag. At this time, she was surrounded by a group of gangsters. She raised her head and calmly taught: "Littering is wrong. As friendly young people in a harmonious society, we must work hard to build a beautiful motherland." Work hard and cheer for a better tomorrow.”

"Beggary, you want to die!"

Yanli raised his head and looked at the leader with a stern look in his eyes.

The person being watched felt a sudden change in his heart, felt a chill in his body, and felt something familiar.

Just like...

……

Soon, several people stood obediently in the corner, facing the wall and thinking about their past, and at the same time they shouted slogans in a low voice.

"Building a harmonious society, being a good young man, and caring for the environment is everyone's responsibility. We are the successors of society and the flowers of the motherland."

They don't dare to be too loud, otherwise they will be beaten, and they don't dare to be too quiet, and they will be beaten.

Anyway, you can't escape being beaten, because you have already suffered it.

The black umbrella was like a steel bar, and it was like a stick that night. They lay on the ground and hugged each other.

It’s the familiar second brush, that’s right.

After reciting it many times, several people felt that there was no sound behind them, and they looked back without fear of death.

Then I saw someone holding an umbrella.

It's going to die, it's going to die... ow... it's a monster!

Why didn’t people leave!

Yanli adjusted the umbrella slightly, but did not take it back because it started to drizzle.

A few gangsters stood under the eaves and did not get caught in the rain.

The smoke of instant noodles was extinguished, the soup cooled, and its fragrance was washed away by the rain and could no longer be smelled.

They kept repeating until a question came from behind: "Do you want to be the pride of your parents and the envy of your relatives?"

“Want to be a successful person?”

"Do you want to get a promotion and raise your salary, marry Bai Fumei, become a CEO, and reach the pinnacle of your life?"

"As long as you open your mouth..."

Gangsters: These words are a bit strange... they sound familiar.

The front is a lie, the middle is a big cake, do you have to give me a wife in the back?

"Ta..." The flat head of the umbrella collided with the ground.

It was an umbrella head wrapped in metal. Only then did the gangsters realize that they had just felt it and did not want to feel it again. They quickly replied: "I want..."

"want……"

"Then go find Yan Ping'an..."

Say peace? ? ? ! ! !

The gangsters turned around and looked at the figures leaving with umbrellas, and couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Why don't you get killed by God if you hold a metal umbrella?

Why is this!

A group of gangsters were beaten twice and still seemed unconvinced...

It was not until later that they found Yan Ping'an, wearing well-fitting clothes, eating a big meal, living in a soft and comfortable bed, playing with the latest computers, being beaten for a period of time at a place where they learned Sanda, and receiving their wages.

then……

They were convinced...

Gangsters: I'm not convinced, give me back my colorful and handsome hairstyle, not this crow-black hair!