Bai Yueguang, he is two hundred catties

"It's moved, position c has moved!"

"Wait a minute, position c is not moving again, shaking his feet!"

"No, why is he in C position? I don't discriminate against fat people, but I discriminate against fat people who don't know how to dress up. It's annoying to see."

"Yo, you're sour, you're sour, you're sour. What's wrong with being fat, at least he's Chinese, I think it's pretty good, it's a credit to our China!"

"His position is to glorify himself, you Chinese, don't rely on patriotism for everything."

"You Yankee, you were the one who slapped me at the last party, where are you sitting? Our old and new grudges have been settled together!"

……

In this way, the dispute for the position of c turned into a dispute of nationality and race inexplicably. People from different waves used Fang Man as an excuse to attack in various ways, and the quarrel became real.

Fang Man lowered his head and played Temple Escape for a while, when he saw the flirtatious guy and a blond guy quarreling.

To be honest, the quarrel was very funny, the two couldn't understand what the other was cursing, the flirtatious guy had to use broken English, the blond guy actually tried to defeat the flirtatious guy in Chinese, repeating the classic Chinese curse "he Oh shit".

Fang Man listened, and laughed out loud. The coquettish guy turned his gun and said to Fang Man, "Are you Chinese? I quarreled with him because of you!"

Fang Man attacked the world, sat paralyzed as usual, and said: "Oh, thank you. I have learned a lot, and I only know today. I have to quarrel with others to prove my nationality."

"You...!" The coquettish young man was so angry that he took off his make-up and didn't want to stay in this room for a second. He opened the door and was about to rush out, but was pushed back by an Eight Immortals table - the second attempt to escape failed.

It was assistants A, B, and C. A and B moved a wooden table, and C came in sweating profusely holding a tea set.

Assistant A put down the tea table and waved to Fang Man: "Mr. Fang, the tea you want is here!"

Fang Man: "...???"

Assistant A originally wanted to bring Fang Man a bottle of mineral water, but Assistant B said that the mineral water was not served, and Assistant C said that it would be better to show Fang Man the British tea culture.

The three assistants came to an agreement, and carried the tea table, tea set, and kettle in in a hurry.

In fact, Fang Man just wanted to send them to get a bottle of mineral water. Who knew that they would sublimate the theme, so they directly moved in a self-service tea room.

Fang Man thought to himself, as expected of Kong Que's assistant, his brain circuits never let me down.

Fang Man stood up, sighed, and sat on the big rattan chair beside the tea table. Assistant C made tea for Fang Man, Assistant B squeezed Fang Man's shoulders, and the most handsome Assistant A stood aside as a front row.

Fang Man: I still haven't escaped the fate of the landlord's stupid son.

Gululu, the water is boiling.Fang Man waved his hand, signaling Assistant B not to press it, sat up straight and held the handle of the teapot, a thin stream of water was poured into the white porcelain, and every little bit attracted everyone's attention.

The coquettish guy was already thirsty, but he had a big quarrel with someone just now. He was so thirsty that he sat down in front of Fang Man and didn't speak. Attracted, the light green tea soup flows in his hands, as if it is alive, and each ripple has its own beauty.

Pushing the snow-white teacup in front of him, the coquettish young man came to his senses and looked up into Fangman's light-colored eyes.

Fang Man smiled, "Drink, you asked me for water as soon as I walked in."

Only then did the coquettish guy remember the embarrassing thing that he thought of C as a waiter, and said loudly: "Isn't that you dressed like a waiter? Look at them, some of them started doing medical beauty a month in advance, and some Three or four layers of human foundation are applied, and you come here dressed like this, it is a disgrace to my Chinese people!"

Fang Man took a sip of tea, smiled lightly, and said, "Brother, who knows how to match clothes like you? You see, your body covers up your shortcomings very well. Oh, unlike me, what clothes does Mr. Kong give me?" , I will wear whatever clothes."

The coquettish guy walked away with a teacup, feeling very satisfied, sitting in his seat and suddenly recalled that Fang Man was praising him on the surface, but in fact he was hurting his figure. He is not good enough to rely on matching to save him!

Green tea, this is two hundred catties of green tea!

The coquettish guy was about to go back to find a place, but he didn't expect that after he left, other people went to Fang Man's place to get tea. No matter how jealous he was, he still had to be courteous on the surface. Naturally, the most asked question by Fang Man was How did he and Kong Que get together?

Fang Man was annoyed by the question, so he simply knocked on the table, "I see that my brothers seem to be very curious about me, don't beat around the bush, just ask once! If you don't understand Chinese, listen to my assistant's translation."

Fang Man took a sip of tea, and a dialect with the aroma of green tea slipped out of his mouth, "How to win Mr. Kong's favor, first of all, your appearance needs to start at two hundred catties, the first sentence every morning, Fill yourself up first, if you miss a grain of rice every day, you have to say sorry."

"When you have two chins, you will be one step closer to the C position."

……

As soon as Kong Que pushed the door open, he saw a group of well-dressed goblins surrounding Fang Man, some held star eyes at Fang Man, some were taking selfies with Fang Man, and some even pinched Fang Man directly. arm, and asked without shame: "Man, is this the fleshy texture you mentioned? How did you develop such beautiful fleshy flesh?"

Kong Que: It stinks!

Fang Man waved his hand: "You can eat!"

After Fang Man finished speaking, he suddenly smelled the faint blood on Kong Que's body, turned his head stiffly, the door was opened by Li Mi, and smiled faintly at Kong Que.

"Can you eat it?" Kong Que smiled slightly.