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Who has a higher IQ, Uncle Zha or Lao Gua? The issue sparked debate among the three brothers.

IQ is an index that compares an individual's intelligence test scores with those of subjects of the same age. It is a data that measures the level of an individual's intelligence.

From this point of view, IQ is not a very accurate indicator with strict standards. It is not as rigorously calibrated as height, weight and age. Since it has been tested, there must be training factors.

Therefore, when Zhuo Yang, Mr. Zhu, and Mr. Tu talked about IQ, they were actually discussing the rivalry between Uncle Zha and Lao Gua.

Zhuoyang has been working with Lao Gua for the fifth year, which is longer than with Uncle Zha. Moreover, he was basically still a child during the Madibao era. He regards Uncle Zha as an elder. Naturally, he does not understand Lao Gua as well as his friend and colleague after traveling in the world.

Zhuo Yang sees Lao Gua's nastiness, pettiness, iron fist and cunning over the years, so he thinks Lao Gua has a higher IQ.

Xiaozhu had been in German football before this year. Even after leaving Madiburg, he had a lot of dealings with Uncle Zha and they have always been close to each other. He believes that Uncle Zha is very good at playing tricks and tricks, so Uncle Zha has a high IQ.

Moreover, Lao Gua also coached Bayern. During that time, the Bayern team manager Zhu and Lao Gua were not very harmonious. Guardiola somewhat looks down on the straight lines of German football, and he has some criticisms of his fuzzy football philosophy in the midfield.

Out of professionalism, the two of them had no apparent conflicts and concealed them from the public, but it was obvious that pigs would never respect Lao Gua.

Mr. Tu is more objective. In his opinion, Uncle Zha and Lao Gua have their own merits. They belong to sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes, and neither is a good eggplant.

Zhuoyang and Xiaozhu were bored, so they kept arguing about it. Mr. Tu gnawed on the duck neck and mud, and at one moment he agreed with Zhuoyang, and at another he said that Uncle Zha was the worst.

"Do you know about that column a while ago, "The Profound Changes in the Tradition of the Premier League by Controlled Football?" It was written by Lao Gua. I didn't expect it. Let's not say that he is shameless in bragging. Let's talk about the standard of the article and his IQ is slightly low. I can’t even write it down at all, but I admire you very much anyway.”

Lao Gua Qian warned Zhuo Yang not to tell anyone about him, but Zhuo Yang knew in his heart that what he said was contrary to what he said, and Lao Gua was eager to let Zhuo Yang publicize it for him.

"Writing an article means you have a high IQ? I am also the king of jokes, you know. Lao Gua is a strict wife, right? Uncle Zha has trained Aunt Zha to be submissive, we all know it."

Aunt Zha Wula is a children's literature writer, the kind of person who throws herself into the street. She is Uncle Zha's second wife. They are both old-fashioned Erguotou. The old couple have been together since Zhuoyang came to Madibao. .

Xiaozhu said: "Footballs and other gadgets are just gadgets that can make the women at home beat dogs without fearing to chase chickens, and point east without dare to move west. That's what we call real gadgets. None of us are good at it. In front of my wife, we are all... knives." Scar said, "Raking your ears..."

Zhuo Yang said: "I'm different from you. I love Kou Kou, not fear."

The little pig couldn't wait to spit on Zhuoyang's face. "Yes, yes, you are the most filial to Kou Kou."

Zhuo Yang was speechless. In fact, he was quite proud inside.

Xiaozhu then said: "Old melon can't do it either, Uncle Zha is the awesome one, you know it."

The angles at which these idiots argue are always so strange.

"Lao Gua knows how to solve the Nine Links..."

"Uncle Zha is a master of guessing charades..."

Just out of boredom. However, it is said that every good man will often do some boring and childish things.

Sometimes they are praised, and sometimes they are exposed. If Lao Gua and Uncle Zha have a good ear, they will definitely be so angry that they can't laugh or cry.

At the moment when they couldn't get along, Mr. Tu suddenly remembered something.

"Well, Uncle Zha must have a high IQ. Do you remember..."

Zhuo Yang curled his lips: "Master Tu, there is no shame in sitting on the fence, but being a traitor is really worse than a beast."

"Puncture!" Mr. Tu roared, "What, we had a tire puncture that year, remember?"

In an instant, Zhuoyang and Xiaozhu both opened their dusty memories.

A flat tire, not really a flat tire, is a story about a flat tire. That was a joke made by the six brothers not long after Zhuoyang arrived in Madibao and when the Six Musketeers were not called Six Musketeers. Fifteen or six years have passed, as far away as a lifetime ago.

Six absurd teenagers like to go to nightclubs. The second brother is good at being the King of the Sea in nightclubs. The grandfather is the kindest and likes to persuade people to be good. Scar is a hard-working type. Zhuo Yang is the best at shouting, but he always gets along with the rich second generation who is good at paying the bill. The little pig always urinates and escapes at critical moments.

That day, the six of them played for a long time, went back and drank the Resurrection Wine in Xiaozhu's mansion. As a result, they got up late the next day.

There is a game in the afternoon and training in the morning. Uncle Zha has always been very disciplined and is not allowed to be late. But this system obviously cannot stop the six people who are the henchmen.

The six brothers squeezed into their grandfather's old Jetta off-road vehicle and came to the peninsula together. The vehicle was a pickup truck that was used to haul pigs to the meat factory.

Training has been going on for a long time, and Klopp stared at his six protégés, his stubble growing like Zhong Kui's.

"Sir, I'm sorry. On the way here, our tire burst. In order not to delay training, we changed the tire ourselves. As you know, we have never worked as mechanics before, so... the change was a little slow. ,Excuse me."

Uncle Zha stared intently at the six pairs of sincere and innocent eyes of the six people and the twelve dirty hands stretched out. If you want to act in a full set, if you pretend to be a god, you must look like a ghost, this is what Zhuo Yang said.

"Go change clothes."

After passing the test easily, the six teenagers suddenly felt a sense of superiority in terms of IQ.

Then, after changing their training equipment, they were blocked by Uncle Zha at the door of the locker room, and they came out one by one to be questioned individually.

That day, Uncle Zha asked six dogs the same question: Which tire of the car was punctured?

A pickup truck is not a three-wheeler, it has four wheels. But that day, six talented teenagers gave five answers, and Scar, an idiot, actually said that the spare tire had blown out.

That morning, the six brothers were so busy that they almost disappeared, and their wages were deducted to the point where they almost broke the glass of Uncle Zha's dormitory window at night.

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The past events echoed, and now even Zhuo Yang had to admit that Uncle Zha did have a higher IQ and was hard to guard against his conspiracies. Lao Gua can't do this kind of thing. He will be indiscriminate and deduct money for being late without listening to any explanation. Not to mention a flat tire, your mother is also late for an abortion.

"Fuck, Uncle Zha's IQ was as good as Einstein's that day."

"Well, at least 180."

"You know the average person's salary is around 100."

"Some fools have IQs of only 4 or 50, such as Scar."

The honest butcher smiled like "Gee, gee, gee." "A dog's IQ is still in the twenties or thirties, Scar...give it~"

Zhuoyang suddenly woke up: "Fuck, Uncle Zha180... That day, we in his eyes were almost the same as dogs in our eyes."

"Holy shit..."

"Wori..."

After all, the little pig is the cleverest, even though he is now a 34-year-old pig.

"Even if we are all dogs, I am also a border collie, you know, the two of you and my second brother are Satsuma, and Scar is Teddy."

As we all know, the Border Collie is an elf among dogs and has the highest IQ in the dog world.

"The second brother is also like Teddy, he gets into heat too quickly... Well, Xiaozhu, you are not a border collie. In terms of intelligence, Zhuoyang among the six of us is the most qualified to be a border collie."

"I am the border collie, and Zhuo Yang is at most a military dog ​​with a black back, right?" Xiaozhu said, "Zhuoyang, your family is from the army, and my uncle Zhuo used to be a soldier, right?"

"No, no, no, Zhuo Yang is the border collie, little pig, you... what, Labrador."

"I'm a border collie!"

"Zhuoyang is a border shepherd!"

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Zhuo Yang looked at these two idiots speechlessly, as if he were looking at two mentally retarded huskies.

I just couldn't bear it anymore.

"Little Pig, are you fucking crazy? What's there to fight for?" Zhuo Yang said angrily: "Why am I no longer a Bian Mu? Why can't I be as good as the three masters of Qiu Qin Quan?" Are you a border collie now??"

Butcher sister-in-law Winona and little butcher John DeJong looked at the three of them speechlessly, as if they were looking at three mentally retarded huskies.

If Uncle Zha and Lao Gua had a good ear, they would definitely feel a sense of superiority in terms of IQ at this moment.

In the much-anticipated meeting with Manchester City, Liverpool blocked Manchester City at home. He was strategizing and Uncle Zha's IQ was off the charts. He unexpectedly asked Bastian Schweinsteiger to start as a central defender.

It's really a thief.

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