It''s like a man who can''t die anymore. Now someone told me: as long as you can make him take the first step, I can make him run faster than Liu Xiang.

    When I saw that Jin Dajian didn''t mean to joke, I simply calmed down. The texture of the wind bottle was very fragile, so it was all small pieces without powder - but it was almost the same. I picked up a piece as big as pockmarks and looked at it for a long time, but I couldn''t help asking, "is it on the bottom or on the mouth?"

    Jin Dajian took a look and said, "it''s obviously oral."

    I picked up another piece about the size and asked, "what about this?"

    "On the bottom..."

    I picked up another piece

    Jin Dajian threw all the pieces I picked out back into the box: "I see. I want you to put them together. I don''t have to do anything this year - do you have any paper?"

    I smiled and took out a large section of toilet paper for him. Jin Dajian said, "it''s too soft!"

    I turned the messy paper in my pocket back and forth. Jin Dajian took away a bill for paying the phone bill, fiddled with it in his hand and shouted, "who... Go and find me an egg."

    A young man who was passing by us said in amazement, "call me?"

    Jin Dajian said with a smile, "if you promise, call you. Go and find me a raw egg."

    The younger generation was not upset. Oh, he left with a sound. I asked casually, "who is that man?"

    "Iron Fan Song Qing."

    I thought for a long time before I remembered that this seemed to be Song Jiang''s brother, the most inexplicable person in Liangshan. It seemed that such a person suddenly appeared. However, it was not mentioned in the book that Song Jiang always "asked Song Qing to arrange a banquet", and this * Party leader should win the "best harmony" award. In the whole book, he didn''t move with others, and his face turned red. He should be a person with super incompetence.

    I can''t help but wonder: it seems that some people in Liangshan are not as good as me. I asked Jin Dajian, "how is this man?" I thought Jin Dajian was going to scoff at him. I didn''t want him to say, "the young man is very capable and secure."

    At this time, Jin Dajian has folded the payment form into a contour, like a tube, and then pinched both ends, which has roughly become a listening bottle. Song Qing also took the eggs, and he smiled friendly at me. I was very impressed. I always thought that such childe brothers had eyes on the top of their brains. I didn''t expect to be polite to others, Now it seems that Song Jiang is so wily when he dares to get him up the mountain.

    Jin Dajian took a small bite of the egg, dipped some egg white with his index finger and wiped it on the fragments of a bottle, pressed it on the paper model, and then picked up a piece and pressed it. When each fragment reached his hand, he only looked at it slightly and there was a place. After a while, with the decrease of fragments, the paper model was gradually pasted up, but the longer he pondered later, The last few dozen pieces are the most difficult. Most of these pieces are on the belly of the bottle. There is no radian to judge. I always give Hu advice. Jin Dajian almost turned his face with me before I shut up. In fact, I learned from steamed stuffed buns. Steamed stuffed buns once bought a jigsaw puzzle composed of thousands of units. It was an oil painting of a girl holding a jar giggling under the sunset. Steamed stuffed buns liked to let me spell it for her while watching TV, and then rushed over to put it around. My eyesight dropped by several tenths when I spell the sunset.

    Jin Dajian didn''t allow me to talk. I had to lie on the grass, put my arms on my pillow, and put my feet into Andorra''s arms for him to hold. I found that life was still very beautiful. I saw Lin Chong and a big man with a green face dancing with two sticks on the grass. The big man should be Yang Zhi, a green faced beast. Sure enough, he used a stick as a knife with one hand, because I was lying on my back. Both of them put their heads and feet on my feet and saw me drowsy. Lin Chong suddenly stood up and said to me, "Xiao Qiang, don''t you want to learn Lin''s gun? I''ll teach you."

    I sat up with my arms and said excitedly, "is it easy to learn?" After receiving customers for such a long time, it''s finally time to harvest. Although it may be worse than falling under the cliff and meeting Mr. white beard, it''s also the instructor of 800000 forbidden army in front of us, which should be better than the instructor of seal special forces?

    Yang Zhi gave me the stick in his hand, patted me on the shoulder and said with a smile, "coach Lin never accepts disciples. Today is your luck. Learn well."

    I nodded again and again: "thank you, brother Yang. If you have time, my brother will take you to have a laser beauty treatment to ensure that the green faced beast becomes Tang Guoqiang..."

    I stood opposite Lin Chong. He nodded at me and said, "you stab me first."

    Here comes the test. Generally, after this shot passed, I decided to learn kung fu. I stepped back dozens of steps and rushed to Lin Chong. When he approached, I suddenly stopped, leaned forward, shook my arms holding the stick and stabbed him, shouting, "Hi!"

    I learned this from the devil.

    Lin Chong took time to reach out and grab my stick head. Then he put the stick in his hand against my chest and pushed me around. All the onlookers laughed.

    I sat on the ground and waited with expectation for Lin Chong to praise me. Even if he followed the routine, he should see my shot. Although it seems weak, its root bone is excellent, right?

    Lin Chong smiled and said, "so you have no foundation?"

    Nonsense, I need to learn from you with a foundation?

    Lin Chong shone his stick on a stone on the ground, and the stone splashed into pieces. He said, "when you reach this level, I''ll pass the Lin family gun to you."

    I can see that he treats me as a Sunday. If I want to reach this level, I will be half invincible in this era. I still have to learn a lesson.

    I handed the stick to Yang Zhi and said, "you play. In fact, I''m not interested in fighting." Lin Chong powdered the broken stones one by one and said, "in fact, it''s also easy. You just think of them as rotten apples and imagine what they look like when you break them before you shoot them."

    It turns out that the Lin family gun is actually the earliest idealism. No more!

    In other words, I am also 27. Unlike the half young students in the seventeen and eighties, I still have a lot of time to pretend to be stupid. I can hold a sapling and practice KANGLONG to regret, or walk around the big tree like a child bell for three years. It''s not environmentally friendly to do so. It seems that penance is not suitable for me. I''d better wait for heaven to pay me.

    After I sat down again, he touched his beard and said, "I showed you just now. Your kidney is OK, but it''s too weak to practice martial arts. And -- you have beriberi."

    At this time, Jin Dajian has pasted all the fragments on the model. The paper tube now looks like a sesame candy. He said: "there is only glue left. After it is glued, pour water to soak the paper, and then wash it off. It will be intact as before, but I have to take time to prepare special tools. It will take a few days."

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    Today is late because of something. Sorry, let''s be a small transition. From tomorrow, if it is a shift, the number of words will be more than 4000 +.

    The village head''s new book "rebuilding the Empire of science and technology" is going to hit the list. Please give him all the tickets!

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