"This is the plan, with Aunt Mo's stamp underneath... After reading it, please tell me what to say. I'm in a hurry to go home and do my homework with Xiaofang, and I don't have time to talk to you."
Qin Sheng was a little distracted. There was always a face with a ponytail jumping out to cause trouble in his mind, waving the homework book in his hand.
Although almost everyone in the base city thought it was nonsense, Qinshan Martial Arts School still did not give up on the students' cultural education, astronomy, geography, history and mathematics, and occasionally taught some physics and chemistry knowledge on a whim.
Of course, these are not the point.
The point is that cultural classes must leave a lot of homework, as if to demonstrate their unique sense of superiority, which is totally unreasonable.
While Qin Sheng was giggling on the side, a group of scientific researchers were also staring with big eyes.
"..."
"Hey, are you crazy or something? Why would you let such a little kid do this?"
"How about we take a look at this plan?"
"Then let's see."
"Hey... this is too sloppy. It has been altered beyond recognition. If anyone here dares to hand in such an experimental report, the team leader will have their brains soaked in formalin."
"puff..."
Fifteen minutes later, the researchers' faces were red with excitement.
"Damn it, who came up with the plan? You're so awesome."
"Business wizard!"
"Yes, that's great!"
"Well, although it looks very untidy, there is nothing wrong with this plan other than that. It's perfect."
"Hey, what is this?"
The young academician picked up a note that fell to the ground.
"It seems to be the signature of the planner."
He read aloud,
"Repair Team of the Ninth Printing and Printing Department of the Occurrence Committee, printer repair specialist uh...bracket 'sub' bracket back...bucai...one-eyed...Liu...handwriting...then bracket...according to In accordance with the regulations of the commission, the writer of the plan specifically applies for the 27 circulation fee."
...
At the same time, a committee happened in a certain office.
"Da Liu, Da Liu? Come here, come on, hurry up..."
"Here you come, what are you shouting about..."
His one-eyed cataract looked like a dead fish, his loose blue work clothes were covered with dust and printer ink marks, and his slow steps exuded the temperament of an outsider, embarrassed and unruly.
The young clerk chuckled and said,
"Half-brain, I accidentally poured a cup of hot water into the printer just now. See if you can...hehe!"
One-eyed Liu rubbed his cataract eye, his remaining eye was full of philistine shrewdness.
"Yes! Why not? You sign this form first, and I will fix it for you immediately, Liu."
The young staff member is not happy. If I want to sign this order, I have to work hard to please half my head like you?
"Ahem...Da Liu, you see your plan was handed in through my hand...right? You don't have to pay for this machine, you just write a note and hand it in, right?" "
Xiaozhi uses emotion to move people with reason, and those who play the emotional card are smart people.
One-eyed Liu let out a laugh,
"Our maintenance department also has quotas. If the quota is exceeded, the entire department will share the cost... This month, your team leader has replaced eight printers. I don't know if he knows that printers are used for printing, not for printing. It’s a taxi... As for you ordinary section staff, you can either wait until next month to use it, or you have to sign this form.”
"..."
The young employee gritted his teeth and hated the team leader who was as fat as a Montenegrin boar. This printer would have to pay a lot of money, right?
"Okay, I'll sign."
"Wait a minute, what did you just say? Did you hand in my plan?"
"Huh, Secretary Qin came to ask for it before, so I gave it to him. Hey, no need to thank me. I guess your subsidy will be paid soon."
One-eyed Liu was anxious,
"Damn it, you idiot, I asked you to help me check for typos. It's only the first draft, and the subsidy application note is still in it!"
...
Seven days later, early in the morning, everyone appeared outside the tavern at the same time as if they had agreed.
Lin Chou rubbed his head and jumped when he climbed down the tree.
"What, what's going on?"
Master Shan chuckled and said,
"Well, it's okay, it's okay."
"That's right, it's okay, it's absolutely okay."
The more he said this, the more Lin Chou felt that something was wrong.
Mysterious!
But he ignored it and asked,
"Now that we're all here...what can we have for breakfast?"
Everyone looked at each other,
"It's okay, we'll eat whatever we do."
Monk Lin Chou was confused.
What's been going on lately? I usually nag him a lot because I can't order during breakfast time. Are you crazy?
After a few days, the nosebleeds finally stopped.
But his head was still buzzing from time to time, which made Lin Chou feel upset.
After making something for breakfast, Lin Chou stuffed buns into his mouth and said,
"Is there any news about Master Shan?"
Bai Qiong shook his head,
"Nothing at all."
"oh..."
Lin Chou ate most of the buns in the drawer, but still felt half-full.
He has been eating a lot lately for a long time.
If he only ate meat, he would eat about twenty or thirty kilograms in one meal. Compared with his usual food intake, this figure was very shocking.
Not only did he not gain weight after eating so much, he actually lost weight day by day.
At the beginning, I couldn't see much because I still had some muscles on my body.
Now it is becoming more and more obvious, almost all of them are skin and bones.
Lin Chou looked at his protruding cheekbones with the kitchen knife and sighed.
With this sigh, everyone shuddering while eating, the snoring of drinking soup and the slurping of Master Shan disappeared.
Bai Qiong raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Chou who was walking towards the kitchen after finishing his food, and whispered,
"Brother Lin, are you really... okay?"
Swallow said,
"There has been something wrong with him since half a month ago... Especially in the past week, he has almost become a skeleton, dry and scary."
Master Shan put down the bowl and sighed,
"It's not an option for us to just watch like this. Why don't we find a doctor...or...let Mr. Wen come over and take a look?"
"I think Mr. Wen is still reliable."
"How about contacting Mr. Wen now?"
"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up, the sooner the better!"
...
In the back mountain, Lin Chou threw a few Black Mountain wild boars into the big snake.
The golden-threaded dragon always swallows its food directly, and you can see the crazy wild boar knocking out bulges in its belly.
But in less than ten seconds, there was no more movement.
Lin Chou rolled his eyes,
"I'm telling you, if you eat like this every day, I will stew you in soup tomorrow!"
The golden thread dragon hissed and curled up, stretched out its core to lick Lin Chou's face, and the fishy wind blew against his face.
"Snapped!"
Lin Chou slapped the snake core away.
"It's okay not to learn, but to learn these crooked ways from Si Gouzi. Where will your future be?"
"Hiss."
There is no point in arguing with a big snake.
Lin Chou lamented in his heart,
The key is that this guy actually played this guy around, and how angry he was after he figured it out! .
