Self-cultivation of cannon fodder through books

Wang Ding wanted to drink three thousand cups and be so drunk, but Bian Jiangling didn't give him the chance.

Ergou finally brought back his daughter Hong, who was only two catties at most.

"..." Wang Ding frowned, staring at the rather small wine jar, "What's the matter? Didn't you ask you to bring back a five-pound, ten-pound one? It's only enough to rinse your mouth."

Ergou looked aggrieved, "The right protector only gave such a jar, don't blame me."

"This old man is getting more and more stingy." Wang Ding snorted coldly, "Isn't it just wine, I can't bear it."

"No, no." Er Gou quickly explained, "The right guardian is afraid that you will hurt your health if you drink too much. He is doing it for your own good. You have wrongly blamed him."

"Tch, I know." How could he not know what the old side was thinking about, but he was really depressed now, and he had even given up the chance to get drunk.

Can he not be angry, can he not be depressed, life is unsatisfactory!

"No matter how small a fly is, it's still meat. This jar is not full of wine." Huzi comforted, "Master, with your drinking capacity, two catties may be enough."

Wang Ding: "..."

This kid has learned badly from Ergou!

"Forget it, Gouzi, you get me two side dishes, I'm going to drink alone tonight." Wang Ding conceded, it seems that he can't get himself drunk to death today, two catties is two catties.

Er Gou said: "Okay, can I still use your favorite boiled beef and salt and pepper pork ribs?"

"Add some stir-fried vegetables."

Hu Zi asked, "Do you want to invite the Right Protector to come and drink with you?"

"No." Wang Ding resolutely refused, "I only had two catties of wine, but that guy drank one and a half catties for me as soon as he came. Besides, I want to be clean today, and I don't want to listen to his nonsense."

Hu Zi lamented, "The Right Protector has been disliked again."

Wang Ding: "..."

This broken child.

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This day coincides with the fifteenth day, the full moon hangs high in the night sky, the moonlight fills the entire small courtyard, and the cool breeze brings the rare coolness in the summer night.

Ergou deliberately put all the food and wine on the stone table in the yard, so that he can enjoy the moon and enjoy the shade while drinking, maybe people will be in a better mood.

Smart, he knew that his master was not in a good mood these days, even though he was still gentle and gentle with his words, he was still kind to them, but he was unhappy in his heart, he just knew it.

"Thank you for your hard work." Wang Ding took off his outer shirt, and only wore a light jacket over his underwear. His hair was untied and tied with a ribbon. No matter how comfortable he was, there were no outsiders anyway.

Ergou grinned and poured wine into the cup, "It's not hard to cook for the master."

After Wang Ding sat down, Hu Zi fanned him with a cattail fan, "The weather has been getting hotter recently."

"It's almost summer heat." Wang Ding picked up the wine glass, closed his eyes and took a sip, put down the glass after a while, "Excellent!"

In the past, he felt a burst of masochistic pleasure after the spicy wine entered his throat.

"Eat more food." Ergou couldn't help but said, "It's not easy to get drunk like this."

"Understood, you are a big kid."

But he just wants to get drunk, okay?

Wang Ding ate a piece of boiled beef with chopsticks, "It's delicious, spicy and tender, the better the Gouzi's cooking skills. You all go down and rest, I want to be alone for a while."

"Master, why don't we accompany you?" Ergou was a little worried about him and refused to back down.

Hu Zi tugged on Er Gou's sleeve, "Master wants to be quiet, let's go."

"Okay." Er Gou pursed his lips reluctantly, "Then master, you can order as soon as you can, don't get drunk, put your food here after eating, and we will clean it up."

Wang Ding nodded, "Go."

After the two children went back to the house to rest, Wang Ding began to drink alone.

A dish with chopsticks, a sip of wine, delicious food and wine, if not in a bad mood, I would probably be very contented.

After a few glasses of wine, my brain starts to heat up, and my body seems to become light. This feeling is not bad.

Wang Ding raised his glass to the sky and muttered to himself, "So this is "to raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadows form three people".I didn't expect that I could also experience the state of mind of a great poet in my life. Come on, let's do it. "

Talking to himself, after drinking a glass of wine with Mr. Moon, and eating a few mouthfuls of food indiscriminately, he began to drink himself one cup after another.

His mind became more and more floating, chaotic but still kept awake in some parts.

In real life, he is an ordinary otaku, or an ordinary gay guy, living a life that is monotonous and boring day after day. His life is uneventful. Except for writing novels and playing games, he He had few other interests, no social activities of any kind, he had no relationships, no X lives, he had only his left and right hands.

Here he is the Zuo protector with strong martial arts, elegant figure, handsome appearance, very attractive, has a life-and-death acquaintance, and several normal or perverted suitors, he is struggling in this complicated rivers and lakes Rolling and fighting, experiencing conspiracy and crisis, the future is unpredictable and full of countless possibilities.

He also has an unsolvable, life-threatening emotional problem.

Just thinking about it gave him a headache, and his heart hurt even more.

Even if he becomes the protagonist with golden fingers wide open, he is still played and manipulated by fate, he is still the ant who is trampled underfoot.

A couple for a lifetime is still so out of reach for him.

Maybe this is just a virtual world, even his best friends and favorite people are fake, but he is real, his heart is still beating, his blood is still hot, and his feelings cannot be faked.

When the fake becomes real, the fake and the real can't be distinguished; if you get too deep into the play, you forget that you are in the play.

－－－Jin～Jiang～Wen～Learn～City～Original～Create～Shou～发－－－－

Before he knew it, Wang Ding drank up the two catty daughter Hong.

After shaking it, there was no sound inside, he threw away the wine jar and stood up unsteadily.

The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, he wants to go out for a walk.

After walking a few steps, the feeling of being light-headed and light-headed became more and more intense, and he liked it.

Before reaching the courtyard gate, he became impatient and flew out with lightness kung fu.

As soon as he landed, his mind was startled: if he flies around again, he will be scolded by Su Yuqing...

Then his heart darkened, Su Yuqing was not here, he went home.

What is he doing now?

It's been ten days since we parted, so he should have arrived home, right?Did you find any clues?Who stole his master's spiritual position?

His mind was full of doubts, and when he came to his senses, he was already standing by the pond in the back garden.

It was here that day that he rescued the "disciple of the devil's religion" on his own initiative, and he was complacent about saving the person who wanted to commit suicide.

Thinking of the bewilderment in that man's clear eyes, Wang Ding couldn't help but twitched his lips, thinking that he had played a lot.

Unexpectedly, the first meeting was so early.

The sparkling pond that day is now full of lotus flowers, which is really beautiful.The moonlight shines on the water droplets rolling in the lotus leaves, shining brightly.

The big rock he stood on that day was also covered by the wide lotus leaves.

Scenes from the past flooded his mind, and at this moment he finally realized what missing was.

Any psychological construction and rational analysis are futile, and they are as vulnerable as paper tigers before strong emotional impulses.

No wonder it is said that using wine to relieve sorrow and sorrow is even more sorrowful...God...

If that person is in front of him, he will hug him desperately and tell him that he likes him and misses him.

But that person is not there.

Only the lotus in front of him and the full moon in the sky accompany him.

He simply sat by the pond. He was tired from walking and needed a rest.

"Left Guardian...?"

Just as he was staring at the lotus pond in a daze, Wang Ding heard someone calling him.

Turning his head, it was Hall Master Jin, who was still holding a jug of wine in his hand.

"Master Jin?" Wang Ding shook his head, trying to wake himself up, "You are also in such a good mood, come out to drink?"

"The leader said that the moonlight is beautiful tonight, so let me have a drink with him." Hallmaster Jin approached, and was a little surprised to see Wang Ding's face was flushed, and he came out in his middle coat, "Guardian Zuo, have you been drinking?"

"Drank some."

Hall Master Jin was worried: "You don't drink well, so don't drink too much."

Wang Ding looked at Hall Master Jin.

Hall Master Jin secretly slipped his words, bowed his head hurriedly, "This subordinate is rude, please forgive Zuo Dharma."

"It's okay." Wang Ding said, "You go to drink with the leader."

Hall Master Jin asked: "Would you like to sit and chat with us?"

"..."

Just as he was about to resign, he heard a deep voice coming over.

"Let's protect the left together."

Wang Ding: "..."

As soon as the voice came out, most of the wine was sober, he turned his head, "Hi, Master."

Nie Haoyang stood in the pavilion ten meters away, "Since we met, let's sit together."

"Yes."

The leader speaks, dare not not listen.

After Wang Ding sat down with Hall Master Jin, Hall Master Jin said: "Guard Zuo has already drank a lot of wine, I'm afraid he is too strong to drink, so why don't you let me drink with the leader?"

Nie Haoyang looked at Wang Ding, and knew that he couldn't hold alcohol, so he nodded, "Okay."

Wang Ding patted Hall Master Jin on the shoulder, "Thank you."

Hall Master Jin is a good young man, he has always known it, he is very grateful for his kindness, and thanked him for not saying anything.Hall Master Jin is very smart, quite smart.

The three of them sat in the pavilion and didn't talk much, almost all Hall Master Jin was drinking with Nie Haoyang.

Although Wang Ding had a glass of wine next to him, he drank tea most of the time.

His thoughts are very scattered, his eyes are also very erratic, and he is always unconsciously distracted. He thinks of himself in real life for a while, and then thinks of himself here; It looks like it's engraved in my mind.

"Hall Master Jin." Nie Haoyang asked suddenly, "Why do you think it's so easy for a person to transfer love to another person?"

Hall Master Jin was startled, and glanced at Guardian Zuo, wondering if the leader was implying to question Guardian Zuo's empathy?

Wang Ding was looking at the lotus pond with his chin resting on his cheek, as if he hadn't noticed their conversation at all, his face was immersed in his inner world.

The leader of the Jintang laughed, "The subordinates don't understand what the leader means."

Nie Haoyang raised his eyebrows, and glanced secretly at Wang Ding, "I said you protect the law. Didn't he want to marry Wu Binglian at first? Why did he suddenly like Xia Man?"

"This...subordinates don't know." Hall Master Jin felt bitter, Master, you have to make insinuations and don't pull me in, please!I'm just a little shrimp who silently admires Guardian Zuo!

Just when the atmosphere was a little awkward, Wang Ding turned his head and replied seriously: "Because he is not what he used to be now, what he likes now is someone who goes through life and death with him, supports each other, and is willing to reveal his heart."

The author has something to say: ooc small theater

Hall Master Jin: Master, you have many congratulatory messages!

Hierarch: read

Hall Master Jin: Meng Yanzhi, who is far away in the Western Regions, sent a congratulatory message

Du Gongzi, who is serving his sentence far away in the prison, sent a congratulatory message

Hua Wuxin, who was waiting to drink Mengpo soup in the underworld, sent a congratulatory message

Hierarch: ...

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That...cough cough, the author has always been a real mother, she won't abuse you so much, little angels, don't worry, she will definitely he~