Fusion Computer: My Skills Are Not Serious

Only Jin Zizai can call Song Wenwen like that, and with such an arrogant tone.

Song Wenwen and the rich boy turned their heads at the same time and looked in the direction of the voice.

Sure enough, he saw Jin Zizai and Huang Tianba walking towards this side.

"Jin Dasha?"

"Who did I think gave this kid confidence, so it was you." When the rich boy turned his head and saw Jin Zizai, a flash of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.

In his words, there was not much fear of Jin Zizai, but a kind of provocation.

"Sun thief, I was wondering just now if I would run into you here."

"I didn't expect that you were really here."

"Master, I have been thinking about you for a long time." Jin Zizai looked at the rich boy and said.

At this time, he felt that his enemies were extremely jealous when they met.

"Jin Dasha, you are promising."

"Speaking quickly, have you taken too much Viagra?" The rich boy looked at Jin Zizai and said.

"Sun thief, my master will let you know today."

"What do you mean if there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to hell, you break in." When Jin Zizai said this, he put his hand into his pocket.

Under the gaze of several people, he took out a small notebook from his pocket.

Afterwards, he opened the small notebook, and a hint of arrogance flashed in his eyes.

For this day, he prepared for more than three months.

"Qian Yonglai, you lack cover since you were a child, and you lack love when you grow up. You have a hemp rope around your waist and a pot cover on your head."

"You are born to be a cucumber, you need to shoot! The day after tomorrow you are a walnut, you need to be hammered! You are a broken motorcycle in your life, you need to kick! Find a wife who belongs to a screw, you need to twist!"

"Looking at your treacherous and cunning face, I wanted to slap you to death; but when I got closer and saw your greasy face, I really couldn't do it!"

"Your innate coquettish temperament determines that you can only be a slut in your life."

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Jin Zizai was holding a small notebook, facing the children of the rich family, and it was a burst of crazy output.

Don't give the other party a chance to fight back.

Seeing this scene, Song Wenwen almost laughed out loud.

The first time he saw someone quarreling, he read it from a small book.

He has always known that Jin Zizai has a small notebook by his side, and he will record what he thinks is a classic.

Unexpectedly, he would use it in this situation.

He has a feeling that Jin Zizai recorded it in a small notebook before

There are so many, just for this kid from a rich family.

Just like that, three minutes passed quickly.

Jin Zizai kept flipping through the small books, cursing all kinds of non-repetitive Chinese quintessence.

And the more he scolded, the more excited he became, and the faster he scolded, the faster he spoke.

At this moment, he seemed to have activated the national essence buff.

The kid from the rich family wanted to interrupt him several times, but Jin Zizai was like a machine gun and didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

After another two minutes, Jin Zizai seemed tired of cursing, so he stopped.

"How about the set meal that my master prepared for you?"

"I haven't heard enough, it doesn't matter, I still have a lot more." Jin Zizai looked at the rich boy and said.

"You...you..." At this time, the kid from the rich family wanted to say something, but he didn't interrupt him, making him at a loss for what to say.

"You, you, you, you can't understand what you say, and you still learn to play like others."

"Quick, go home and find your mother for breastfeeding."

"Mom, I want to eat grandma."

"Eat, eat something made of melamine." Jin Zizai acted out the last two sentences.

This made Song Wenwen almost laugh again.

It has to be said that Jin Zizai's expressive ability is much stronger than when he first met him.

Seeing Jin Zizai's complacent look, the rich boy took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

It was the first time he was deflated under Jin Zizai's hands, which made him feel as uncomfortable as if he had eaten Ollie.

"Jin Zizai, you are so shameless that you still take notes." The rich boy said loudly, gnashing his teeth.

Who would have thought of such a coquettish operation.

"Do you know why Lao Tzu wrote the Tao Te Ching?" Jin Zizai suddenly looked at the rich boy and asked.

"Pfft!" Hearing Jin Zizai's question, Song Wenwen couldn't bear it any longer, and burst out laughing.

He didn't expect that just after he said this before, Jin Zizai would use it.

I have to say that Jin Zizai's learning ability in this area is really strong.

However, he also knew that it was not good for him to laugh.

So he hurriedly turned around, leaving his back to everyone.

However, it can still be seen from his shaking shoulders that he is still smiling at this time.

He has been practiced, and he usually doesn't laugh unless he can't help it.

"Why?" Without a doubt, the kid from the rich family asked.

"Because I am willing!"

"I just take notes if I want to. I scolded less than one-tenth of it just now."

"Do you want to hear the rest?" Jin Zizai said in an arrogant tone.

"Jin Dasha, since we met today, do you dare to play big with me?" The rich boy looked at Jin Zizai and said.

"Whatever you want to play, I will accompany you to the end today."

"I'm afraid you are not your father." Jin Zizai said.

"Jin Dasha, if you don't have someone to tell the truth, I'll beat you until your mother doesn't even know you." At this moment, the rich boy didn't know what to say to Jin Zizai.

He used to be eloquent, but he couldn't use it in the face of Jin Zizai's shameless behavior.

"I have a question. Do you know that Jin Zizai is your father?" At this moment, Song Wenwen finally stopped laughing, turned around, looked at the rich boy and asked.

"I don't know!" The kid from the rich family didn't realize it for a while, so he replied.

"Then you know now, call Dad quickly."

"If he is your father, then I am your Uncle."

"I'm so happy for you, you have such an outstanding uncle like me." Song Wenwen said.

From the conversation just now, he also heard that Jin Zizai was at odds with the other party.

That being the case, he would naturally stand by Jin Zizai's side unconditionally.

As a good brother, he naturally has to contribute.

"Then I am your third uncle, but I feel very unfortunate to have a nephew like you."

"It's better to let your father drive you out of the house, so as not to be ashamed." Huang Tianba stepped forward and said at this time.

Both Jin Zizai and Song Wenwen made moves, so he couldn't remain indifferent.

"Sorry, I made you two laugh."

"I should have shot him in the toilet," Jin Zizai said.

Song Wenwen also heard these words familiar.

When he met Jin Zizai for the first time, he said this when he was scolding Liu Jiao.

Unexpectedly, Jin Zizai also learned it.

"I haven't seen you for a few months, and my lips are indeed a lot sharper."

"I'm not talking nonsense with you, do you dare to gamble with me with rough stones?" The rich boy looked at Jin Zizai and said.

"Young master just said, what do you want to play, I will accompany you to the end." Jin Zizai said.

Hearing Jin Zizai say that again, the corner of the rich kid's mouth hung a hint of a scheming smile.