Chapter 22: Broken wheel that hasn't bathed in N years

Until this, Zhang Yi finally stopped calling, and then looked at the broken wheel and seemed to remember something. Her eyes lit up and said, "Oh, by the way, dwarf, when you were emperor, have you heard of the name of the State of Qin and my Zhang Yi's name?" It is estimated that this instrument regards Napoleon as an alternative to ethnic minorities such as barbarians.

"In the State of Qin, I have heard Lao Chen and Wu scolding. What is Shengyi? I really haven't heard of this?" He said realistically.

Zhang Yi thought that the little dwarf in front of him must have heard of his name, so that the identity level between each other would shrink several times, but who had ever wanted to break the wheel gave him an unexpected answer. Zhang Yi is not to blame. With his world outlook and outlook on life, how can he have any concept of Napoleon's view of France, let alone the term Europe.

"Hungry, you little emperor is so incompetent that you don't even know the name of hunger. It's really sad!" Zhang Yi said helplessly with a pale face, and the thin man beside him actually added a congratulatory sentence, which made me almost happy. Come on, think about it. As far as the current identity of these four people is concerned, one is a famous woman, one is Dr. Sanlu, the other is the prime minister, and the other is a full-time emperor. They were famous again in those years. Now they have to listen to the orders of a student in the 21st century. Isn't this situation not worth it? It's not worth being proud of and masturbate.

"Run, this boy belongs to cucumber. Don't pay attention to him." I opened the way to the broken wheel with a puzzled face.

"What, cucumber, no, the teacher said that you only have twelve zodiac animals in China, but they are all animals. Why is there another fruit?" The broken wheel stared at me from an angle of looking up, and Zhang Yi also turned their eyes to me, and Qu thin man added, what a cucumber.

I'm helpless, helpless!

Suddenly, I found that I had made a common sense mistake. This cucumber actually flowed into the Central Plains after Zhang Qian's envoy to the Western Regions in the Han Dynasty, and was called Hugua at that time.

"Oh, by the way, haven't I officially introduced you yet? Come on, you see, this is Qu Ping. His nickname is Qu Thin Man (Finger Bend Skinny Man). He is Zhang Yi (Finger Zhang Yi). This newcomer is Napo Lun, and he will be a family in the future. He must unite and love each other, help each other, and study hard. God God up!" I hurriedly lit up and opened the topic. It's really hard for me to imagine how to explain the deep meaning of cucumber to two people who have never seen what cucumbers look like. I can't make them a picture of cucumbers on the spot, and then give them the hidden meaning of cucumbers. As for the Frenchman in front of me, it's even more impossible. Explained that although he once had a great record, he was also a grandson and a frustrated grandson in front of our broad and profound Chinese culture.

(Until N days later, there was a disturbance about shooting cucumbers. Qu Shouzi, Zhang Yi and even Pan Mei actually asked to change the name of cucumber to green melon. The reason is very simple. The cucumber is not yellow at all, and it is also green and pleasant. In order to overthrow me, the three of them even took out soybeans and mung beans to make example materials. Do you think it's enough, hey! Of course, this is all the aftert.)

"Cut, one by one, but it's okay. There will be a bucket in the future, hey hey!" Zhang Yi covered her mouth and whispered to the thin man, where is this girl whispering? The broken wheel can be heard clearly, but the strange thing is that the broken wheel is not angry at all. I can't help but look at it. Oh, didn't this emperor's professional say that he has a bad temper? Why is it different from the evaluation of later generations?

Just when I was thinking so, the broken wheel suddenly looked up and stared at me with an almost eager gaze, which almost thundered my thin heart, "Third brother, haven't you explained to me the thirteenth zodiac of China?" Well, dare this broken wheel is still thinking about the cucumber just now, and I'm speechless again.

"That's the future, the future. Now the third brother is as busy as Du Fu!!" I lowered my head and suppressed my smile and patted my broken shoulder and said.

"The third brother must explain to me when he has time. I'm a good student doll who loves to learn." Polun blinked his eyes and stared at me, but I looked at the broken wheel several times with a fool's eyes. Compared with me, I don't even take half a class a week (except for the teacher's lottery). Isn't it a fucking good student? Your sister, I was rated as a three good student when I was in elementary school, hum...

"What kind of succumb and Zhang Yi, this little student will be handed over to you. Remember (I stretch out my index finger) and can't bully foreign children!" After throwing this sentence, I began to find clothes for the broken wheel.

Although the robe on the broken wheel is very cool, it is a one-in-one gray dress from bottom, and it has to be washed for at least two months, and there is a faint smell of sweat, which is too different from the demeanor of a French gentleman. I didn't think about anything more, and then returned to the room from the original room. Several abandoned clothes, two exposed jeans, and three promotional vests of Tsingtao Beer were found in Dong's clothes cabinet.

It doesn't matter if the vest is bigger, but the trouser legs are too long. I made a comparison to my body, and then suddenly made a plan. It seems that there is a saying that a driver who doesn't want to be a tailor is not a good student!

"Breaking wheel, breaking wheel!" I opened the door and shouted. Thirty seconds later, a reluctant answer came from the living room. Did the three get together so quickly that they even shot together (cs).

"Come here, come here quickly. Third brother has a gift for you, and you will keep it for the rest of your life!" I pretended to be very anxious and said. As soon as I said this, the thin figure of the broken wheel appeared straight in front of me and said something about the gift with an excited face. Third brother was so polite.

I wonder that this short-legged person can run so fast. "Well, come in and talk about it!"

The broken wheel's expression was still the same, and the excitement was abnormal, and then he followed me into the room. Before that, I also told him not to forget to close the door.

"Third brother, didn't you say you wanted to give me a gift? Why do you look at me like this?" The broken wheel smiled and stared at me with a look up.

"Take off your skin!" I said calmly. In fact, I'm not so excited, and I don't know how big this broken wheel is. Is it normal? I guess it should be abnormal, otherwise I won't have to be a tailor today!

"What the hell, let me take off my clothes!" The broken wheel covered his crotch with his hands, showing a look of surprise.

"What kind of round? Your clothes are not popular here. If you wear them out, you will be laughed and regarded as beggars. Besides, you are not the first (I made a disdainful expression), and it was the same when the two people in the living room first came here. This is a rule that can't be broken. Just like the civil code you promulgated in those years, you broke the rules and wanted (I made a neck wipe posture)"

"But I have been wearing this outfit for three years, and we already have feelings!" The broken wheel muttered, and I smiled in surprise, and then hurriedly said, "That has to be changed. Don't forget where it is now, otherwise, hey hey, the consequences are at your own risk!" In the end, my tone has become a command tone, and I don't know whether the tone of my order can play a role for the broken emperor.

But when the broken wheel saw me pick up the scissors, it suddenly stagled and muttered that it was not okay to take it off. Why do you still use violence? This is not good!

I was very puzzled that Napoleon would say that violence was not good, so he fought so many battles in those years!

"I'm done. It's been a long time since you took a shower. You're almost black!" I said angrily, but the broken wheel was not embarrassed at all. "Third brother, to tell you the truth, this is called self-police. Do you know where the mud is? I tell you, don't tell others that this is Waterloo's!"

"I'm dizzy. You haven't taken a shower since Waterloo, have you?" I stared at the broken wheel with wide eyes. The broken wheel smiled and replied, 'Now I only wash my hair, wash my face, wash my hands and feet!'

"Oc's it, Brother Lun, I'm convinced of you. What, go and wash the mud of this self-police for me, or you can just leave!" After that, I saw what else wanted to say and added, "I can tell you that if you don't wash your hair and become a man from scratch, then get out of here directly. This is a place where people live, not a nest of beasts, and you are still an emperor and a French emperor. I really don't know if you have learned those gentleman's concepts. Yes!"

"Third brother, are you kidding me? When I came, Lao Wang promised that I didn't have to wash me. Well, you have to give Lao Wang some face, right?" Broken wheel thought that if he moved the hateful old Wang's head out, I would compromise. What a daydream!

"Old Wang, I'm sorry, he's still a fairy. He has no professional ethics at all. When he pays the salary he owes me, he will have face in me. Now hum, I'm sorry, it's not easy!" I was worried that the broken wheel would be more talkative, so I pointed the scissors at somewhere of the broken wheel, showing a gloomy smile.

"Why, (broken wheel covering the crotch) You think, think, I, I am. What, can't I wash it?" Hearing this, I was finally relieved, and then I gestured and threw two scissors down, and a pair of three-card jeans tailored for the broken wheel appeared.

"Give it, it will be yours from now on!" I threw the tailor-made trousers and a Tsingtao beer advertising vest to Napoleon.