My Personal School Flower

The lame beggar stared at the white-haired old man while eating, as if the old man owed him eight million. [.Com text] When he saw that the old man didn't mean to stop, he ate even more. The cheek support is like a ball. But he kept stuffing sweet potatoes in his mouth.

"Cough, cough," the cough of the lame beggar coughing out of breath, almost out of breath. "Cough ... Cough ... I, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm out of breath, cough ..." The begging beggar's face was flushed with redness, and he couldn't breathe. I ate and drank no water. Sweet potato is not ordinary food. It is very creamy. It is like sludge when chewed and can seal your throat if you don't drink water in time.

"Ah! Ah! Help, help ..." The blood-stained red-faced beggar's face snorted, "wheezing," but couldn't breathe.

"Hehe ..." At this moment the old man on the side saw his fingers suddenly struck the beggar's neck. "Ah!" The beggar swallowed suddenly. Amazingly, his final sweet potato was swallowed in his stomach, and he didn't hold it. This is the cow fork!

"Well?" The beggar begged for a moment, and was almost strangled just now. I didn't expect that the breath is now smooth, and I know how many times more comfortable than before. "What to see, roll away and stay there!" The stomped beggar stared at the old man again, and then continued to eat.

"Oh, young man, have a good temper, come and drink some spring water," said, picking up a wooden scoop, picking up a half scoop from the barrel and handing it to the lame beggar.

"Huh! It's well done, I'll reward you with one or two pieces of silver." The lame beggar took the wooden scoop and murmured it with one hand, and drank it, it was really sweet, and he gave half a scoop of water to the bottom. . Then he took something out of his pocket and threw it into a wooden scoop, which made a squeaking noise. The old man took a closer look. It was actually a cobblestone. Is this what he said of silver two?

"Oh, thank you for the silver reward." The old man smiled kindly and put down the wooden scoop. Looking at the lame beggar with a smile: "Young man, you and the old man I have a destiny, I will accept you as my close disciple."

"Yo roar?" Stood a beggar and looked at the old man: "Haha, you laughed at me, you want to accept me as an apprentice? I think I should accept you. Come, give Master three heads!"

"Hehe ..." The old man walked around a little, not expecting that he was also a lame. This allowed the lame beggar to see it, very delicate. Pointing at the lame old man, he laughed and said, "Wow, okay, you are normal people like me. I thought you were a bitch!"

"..." The old man with a sloppy foot also stunned for a moment, but smiled kindly: "Oh, so we have a fate, and I see that you are also homeless, live here, I will give you food and drink to help you Healing, teaching you martial arts, you were persecuted by someone like this, and that person has high martial arts skills, but with me, you have the ability to revenge on your own. Thinking about it. "Infuriating? Hum, which infuriating family?"

"Well, apprentice, since you let me stay here, then I'll stay here, anyway, I don't want to go anymore, there are food, drink, and live here, and you apprentice serve me, race Immortal haha. "Lamefoot beggar laughed. Now he is full, although still very dirty, but much better than when he was decadent.

"Okay, stay here well, by the way, boy, do you have a name?" The old man with a stomped foot asked and looked at the stomped beggar with a smile.

"Oh, do you mean me? I call you Master." The lame beggar raised his head and said to the old man with high toes.

"Oh, I'm asking your real name." The old man with lame feet asked again.

"Real name? Huh? How do you know my real name is Feng Zihe? Disciple, you are really god!" The beggar on the neck looked at the old man in surprise.

"..." The old man was speechless again. "Feng Zihe? This name is not good. Since I have entered my door, then I have to give you a nice one. Your last name is Feng. Then I will give it. You name it Mitutoyo. Mitutoyo, will be my apprentice from now on, who dares to bully you, who ... Oh, come on, I will take you to the nearby Quanyan to take a bath and change into clean clothes. "Said the lame old man.

"Sanfeng? You're crazy, you're crazy three times a day!" Fengzi He said, staring at the old man with a sullen foot.

The lame old man didn't care what the madman said, so he took Feng Zihe toward the nearby spring.

The lame beggar is Feng Zihe. After Fengtian was mad, Fengzi He wandered above the society. He lost his way and walked all the way. He lived by picking up trash to get to the present. He didn't know that this was his new life!

Tang Yu returned to the school and called Xia Shihan. Xia Shihan was doing the final choreography rehearsal in the dance room. For the time being, I couldn't see Tang Yu. Those girls were very excited and could become the dance partners of the big stars. And Jiang Fangfei is their favorite female star.

Since not seeing Xia Shihan, Tang Yu called Chu Yarou. Chu Yarou quickly connected.

"Yarou, come out and relax?" Tang Yu said softly.

"Well, Tang Yu, where is it? I'll be right there." Chu Yarou was very excited to see Tang Yu call himself.

"Well, it's in the school's small market." Tang Yu smiled.

Recently, a small street has been opened in Jinghai University. This street is very interesting. In addition to some outside vendors, there are also students from our school who obtain their living source through their own efforts. Of course, these people are not very good family conditions.

Tang Yu waited at the gate of the small market, when Chu Yarou came over. From a distance, there is a taste of professional women. The top is a white slim-fitting shirt for women, and an orange decorative scarf around the neck, which is tied by a tie. Drag to the slim belly. Below is a pair of slim gray-yellow pants, followed by a pair of high-heeled sandals. (5)

"Yarou!" Tang Yu looked at Chu Yarou's smart and charming dress today, and took a step forward to hold Chu Yarou's jade hands, soft and smooth.

"Tang Yu, Fu Di is dead." Chu Yarou looked at Tang Yu and said sadly. Although she hated Fu Di a bit, she had a good relationship with Fu Di before Tang Yu didn't get along with her. Later, because Tang Yu Fu Di did something that made her disgusted, but in general, there was no major fault, Chu Yarou was so kind, how could she hope that Fu Di died.

"Um. I know." Tang Yu said lightly. For Fu Di, Tang Yu was also very sad. "In fact, I knew this earlier than you ..." Tang Yu told the story briefly. "Yarou, don't be sad. The police will continue to investigate the matter of Fu Di. I think it's not just the criminals. There must be black hands behind the scenes."

"Well. These **** must catch them and punish them severely!" Chu Yaroujiao said angrily.

"Okay, don't think about it, let's go inside, eat something, and relax." Tang Yu walked inside Chu Yarou,

The small market is very lively and there are a lot of things sold, of course, most of them are food. But there are a lot of fun things. For example, they put up a mobile phone film, a mobile phone case, some small ornaments, or a book or something,

"Tang Yu, I happened to stick a film, and my film broke." Chu Yarou said when she saw the film.

"Uh ..." Tang Yu froze and looked at Chu Yarou with a smirk.

"Ah!" Chu Yarou was suddenly ashamed, knowing what Tang Yu was laughing at. There is ambiguity in speaking yourself. "Huh, smelly Tang Yu, what are you thinking wildly about? My film, no, my virgin ... Ah ... I blame you, I said something wrong. I lost it." Hit Tang Yu.

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