Reborn on Top of Football

If there were any choices, Lao Bai did n’t want to lie on the operating table. Qian Dingwan asked her to miss the first time the Chinese team entered the quarter-finals. Schubert specifically asked the surgeon to increase the anesthetics because of his increased intraocular pressure. The amount of medicine to ensure that he feels dawn.

In the early morning, Lao Bai woke up in the sound of squirrels snapping and eating dried fruits, and his vision was only half. As soon as the door rang, sister Xiaomeng walked in with a basin: "Oh, you wake up? Don't move, I'll wipe your face."

Lao Bai, who was lying down and enjoying himself, actually wanted to say: My legs and feet are fine.

The girl's fingers are very gentle. Lao Bai's right face is sewed with needle thread, and she can only try to skew the other side of the mouth. Just wanting to say something privately, someone on the outer right side said: "Can you see no one if you are injured? "

Lao Bai was shocked and turned his head. It turned out that Wang Ai was squeezing the dried fruit, not the squirrel.

"When did you come?"

"For a while."

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"It's not my turn."

Lao Bai couldn't lie down. He went to the bathroom and wiped his face in front of the mirror. The right face couldn't touch the water and still hurt. Panic: "Will this line be dismantled?"

The voice of Wang Ai, who had read the diagnosis for a long time, came: “It ’s not destroyed, it ’s up to Sister Meng to decide.”

"How can she pay it? Hey!"

"Xishi is in the eyes of my lover."

Lao Bai dares to guarantee that Wang Ai is definitely talking about "shit"! But now he understands the meaning of Wang Ai. What you disfigured and not disfigured is a talk for the public. What really affects your lover's opinion is that she feels hello, then you are not disfigured. She thinks you are done. Then you are disfigured. However, at this moment, the old white painful scratching his heart, not thinking and Wang Ai dumb.

"Then I won't have muscle atrophy after pulling half of my face? Also my eyes can't be blind?"

Wang Ai, who has read the diagnosis for a long time, said: "It's okay, it's not good if you are half-faced. I will give you a nickname called Bai Weizui for free. Spring Festival Evening. "

"Lying trough, you don't have any good words. I'm a wounded!" Lao Bai hummed out of the room.

"It's enough, and relatives know the relatives' work-related injuries. You're fine. The whole country knows. How many people came to see you last night? Do you know?" Said, Wang Ai passed the digital camera to Lao Bai. Fooling around: "You have a look, Ambassador Ma came last night, Mayor Tubingen is here, all the members of our delegation are here, and what are the fans representing."

"Then why am I the same as the dead?"

"Nonsense, you are using anesthetic."

As he was saying, the door opened again, and Xu Qinglian came in with a whole lot of breakfast. Bai Guanghai raised an eye and twisted his head to his neck, and straightly looked at the busy Xu Qinglian. Wang Ai did his best. Face turned to sister Xiaomeng's side: "Look at your own wife."

Lao Bai exhaled with a sigh of relief: "Did you win the game last night? Why did I remember it? I thought I was injured in the youth in Tubingen. When I got up, I played in the World Cup ... Hey, this anesthesia is so powerful that it almost made me lose my memory. Did you win? "

"I don't want to tell you." Wang Ai looked at Lao Bai with a fig.

"Don't make fun, won or not win, I, I paid such a big price."

"Hush, don't be excited!" Wang Ai quickly put down the dried fruit and waved at Lao Bai: "What's this?"

Old Baika has small eyes and hasn't said anything for a long time. I don't wear a blindfold on the right side, but there is no stitch in the left eye. You sway a claw with five fingers. I can't answer anything wrong. Lie to me.

"Eh! I know!" Lao Bai slapped. "It must have won. You must lose if you don't bother to talk to me. Huh, just win, I'm hungry."

After finishing talking, Lao Bai got up and went to the small dining table. The Liaoyang people went to Tübingen to work, which not only brought more efficient and cheaper environmental sanitation, but also brought breakfast of the Northeast style, big stuffed beef buns, and Lao Bai gnawed half of it. .

Seeing that Wang Ai didn't tease Laobai, he walked to the other side and picked up a deep-fried dumpling in his mouth: "What's the relationship between winning and being hungry?"

"It doesn't matter. I said it when I remembered. How many wins did you get? How many did you enter?"

Xu Qinglian was putting down the porridge bowl. When Wang Ai was about to start teasing again, he waved chopsticks and gave Wang Ai a sudden, turning his head to look at Lao Bai: "Brother, doctor said you had a vitreous rupture, but the operation was very successful. Nothing affects it, but remember not to be excited now. "

Lao Bai still respects his younger siblings, even put down the chopsticks and listened obediently. In fact, if Wang Ai was not serious, he also respected the doctor. After listening, he felt that it was no different from Schubert ’s instructions before the operation last night. So I did n’t take it seriously: "I know, you can say it with confidence."

Wang Aipa knocked chopsticks on Lao Bai's wrist and glanced at Xu Qinglian: If you hit me, I'll hit the wounded!

The angry Xu Qinglian almost choked the porridge out.

"I tell you, Lao Bai, don't take it seriously. The eyeball is a gurgling water. It's wrapped in a layer of film. The front of your film is cracked. The doctor finally put it on you ( (Read the fourth sound) Go on. You have to grow up well and do not delay anything, but if you are excited, it is equivalent to squeezing your eyeballs with your hands. When you are finished, you will snap and slap a table ... … "

"Shut up ... deflated, don't know ... Shut up ... well." Xiao Meng and Xu Qinglian covered Wang Ai's mouth together, but they weren't afraid to scare Lao Bai, mainly because they were disgusting.

Lao Bai listened to it this time, and didn't dare to eat it by holding a half-pulled bun: "What if I can't control it?"

"Come, learn from me." Wang Ai said slowly in the vigilance of Xiaomeng and Xiaoxu: "Dao can be Tao, extraordinary Tao, famous, famous, therefore, the nameless, the beginning of the world, the famous , The mother of all things ... "

The two girls glanced at each other with their eyes closed, serious about each other's affairs.

"Brother Dao, what are you playing for?" Lao Baika asked with a pure eye.

"Heaven and Earth are benevolent, with everything as a ruminant dog, and the universe is endless. There is a small solar system in the inconspicuous galaxy. The third small planet has another ridiculous and crude low-energy game activity called Football World Cup. One of the Pacific West Bank countries entered the quarterfinals for the first time ... Do n’t breathe, what is this? In the vast universe, what is this? There is a young man who scored three more goals and became nine. Since the World Cup, the first player to exceed eight goals ... Do n’t pant, oh, pant ... What is this? "

"It's extremely, come on, brother, please dry this bowl of porridge!"