Hai Ye came out a long time ago and named me to kill me: "Yes, yes, Xiaoli. That's the pole in front of you."
Snap!
Xiaoli turned sideways and saluted Haiye, and shouted in a sweet voice, with a clear and clear voice: "Hello, Haiye. Hello, Fangzhou's mother-in-law."
"The comprehensive competition is about to begin. I came to see the boy master to deliver a letter of challenge."
Haiye immediately put on a straight face and returned the gift without even looking at me: "Fang Zhou received it. On behalf of Assistant Tong, I sincerely welcome your challenge."
I tilted my head slightly and released a fierce killing intent from my down hat.
Tu Laoliang has been a little wandering these days and needs to be sorted out.
At this moment, Xiaoli stood out from the crowd and straightened up, facing me head-on, and saluted again: "Friends!"
The moment Xiaoli saluted, the two rows of female generals behind her also saluted me at the same time, shouting in unison: "Friends!"
Eight handsome and graceful women in uniform saluted me together. The scene was really refreshing and fascinating.
Um.
The murderous aura is fierce enough!
Zhuang Yan lowered his arm, Xiaoli lowered her head and carefully opened the calfskin briefcase. White gloves like a robot held out a brown paper document bag and handed it to my chest: "Comrade. Please accept it. Kyushu War Letter."
"Challenger. Pan Xiaoli."
I calmly and slowly poked my head out, scanning Hai Ye with my peripheral vision, wanting to ask. Finally, I calmly took the document bag with both hands, straightened my waist, raised my head, and spoke loudly.
"Fangzhou. Child Master. Receive. Jiuzhou. Comrade-in-arms. Pan Xiaoli's War Letter."
I took the brown paper document bag from my hand. Pan Xiaoli, who was more beautiful than the king of the daughter country and more sassy than Hua Mulan, saluted me again and spoke softly: "Comrade-in-arms, please sign the receipt."
According to Pan Xiaoli's request, she signed the receipt "Tongshi" and handed it back to the other party with a straight face.
When she saw my signature, there was a trace of contempt in Pan Xiaoli's clear and determined eyes, but with the coolest and most arrogant oval face, she saluted me for the fourth time: "Thank you, comrade!"
"Tournament. I. Will. Go forward bravely. With all my heart. Defeat my comrades."
"Please comrade. Be sure. Go all out!"
I raised my hand and rubbed my ears gently, and responded solemnly: "I will try my best to be defeated by my comrades. I will not let my comrades regret."
With that said, I reached out and took the initiative to shake Pan Xiaoli's hand.
But the other party turned a blind eye and took a big step back with a posture that could be used as a template textbook. He turned around and saluted Hai Ye and shouted an order.
"turn back!"
A group of extremely awesome and beautiful beauties got on their horses and drove away with full throttle. Let Haiye and I take a noseful of exhaust fumes again.
There is also a little bit of body fragrance mixed with exhaust fumes.
Legend has it that Kyushu is a country of girls.
When I saw it today, it certainly lived up to its reputation!
"You kid...who did you offend?"
"Even Liang Hongyu from the Jiuzhou Institute won't let you go."
I retracted my down hat again and cursed Mr. Hai angrily: "Liang Hongyu is a singer. She is a good woman. Ugly people tend to study more."
"If you hadn't asked me to go to the meeting that day, what would have happened today?"
Haiye teased me again: "Xiaoli, that is the third among the top ten talented women in the headquarters..."
"Unexpectedly, our Fangzhou also came out. Our Fangzhou must have talented people. Ah. Ha."
After a pause, Hai Ye chuckled again and said, "Hai Ye, this is the first time I have seen Xiaoli with such a serious expression. Tsk, tsk, tsk... You kid, this peach blossom disaster is really one disaster after another."
I turned my head and gave Tu Laoliang a cold, hateful look, and opened the brown paper file bag.
Contained inside is a letter of challenge and a list.
It has to be said that Pan Xiaoli's gauntlet is very literary. Compared to Huang Shengyang's gauntlet, which was a tacky declaration of challenge that was both superior and inferior, and a matter of life and death, her gauntlet could be on the front page of Tianya.
It is a long and eloquent piece of classical Chinese writing. It begins with a picture of the river quoted by Zhang Heng in the Later Han Dynasty: "The sky has nine divisions and eight disciplines, and the earth has nine states and eight pillars. The southeastern state of China is called Chentu..."
What follows is some awesome words about Kyushu Institute’s history and outstanding military exploits. That’s it, it’s another day of humiliation and humiliation towards me personally.
I respect the glorious history of Jiuzhou Institute.
But Pan Xiaoli's personal disparagement made me confused and angry for no reason.
I have never seen this woman before. Why do you write me down so worthless?
How unreasonable!
Incomprehensible!
baffling!
Finally, comrade Pan Xiaoli quoted Xu Jingye's petition against Wu Meiniang.
"Let's take a look at today's geology. Who is the master of the world?"
Who is this Pan Xiaoli? So loud?
So crazy that there is no limit to it, to such a height that is unparalleled in the world?
Doesn't it cost money to brag?
Do they really think that their Kyushu is the Kyushu Cauldron?
Too outrageous!
Looking at the murderous letter of challenge and the handwritten printing style of Juanxiu, I understood the reason why Pan Xiaoli despised me.
You think my handwriting is ugly!
I silently put the challenge letter back into the document bag, picked up the list and looked at it. I couldn't help but frown again, full of doubts: "Uncle Bald. What do these mean? Is there such a thing?"
Haiye slapped me hard on the back of the head and cursed me for being unruly. His big head came over to take a look and immediately curled his lips and told me the truth in a few words.
The things listed on the list are all not very valuable.
Basic outdoor equipment such as rock climbing buckles, spectroscopes, and geological compasses.
These things are listed on the list, which are the trophies that I will pay to Pan Xiaoli if I lose.
On the penultimate column of the list, there is a special bet tribute.
thinkpad notebook.
The model number is also indicated in the column of the notebook.
I looked at it for three full seconds before suddenly reacting.
Isn't this the fucking king of graphics that headquarters sent me? Read the book
Does this Pan Xiaoli have a crush on my graphics king?
Are people nowadays so jealous?
My good wife Xiaoli Pan and I had no enmity in the past and no enmity in the future.
Is she 100% sure that she can beat me?
Then looking down, I was surprised again. He fixed his eyes and hummed, but his voice was out of shape.
"The loser... unconditionally... cleans the victor's office... dormitory... for free for one year..."
"...Plus cooking, washing and accompanying...shopping together???"
"Is this considered a bet?"
"Is this okay?"
Haiye gave me a country bumpkin look: "The year before last, there were still people who lost and were forced to marry."
