Chapter 46 Worshiping a Teacher in a Dream

For men, what seems to be the longest is - insert (harmonious) before and after. - Zhang Deshuai's quotation

Monday, August 1, 2011

At the beginning of today, I planned to ask Miao Ruyun to invite me to dinner, but the interview was too early, so I decided to turn back slowly.

On the bus home, I thought that my dangerous move had unexpected results and should succeed. After a while, I thought that they all asked the unspoken rules. In front of the unspoken rules, how can the nutritional value of a sausage and two eggs be compared with two bags of fresh milk and one abalone? It's really a pleasure and a worry. The sunlight outside shot in through the car window, and I gradually fell asleep.

In a thatched hut, a gust of wind blew, rolled up a few thatch and flew into the sky. Looking down, I looked at the white-bearded and white-haired Taoist priest below, and then looked at myself: Nima, cow's nose.

The old man suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Shen Can, stand well." What's the name? I'm still determined.

"Do you mean to call me, Taoist priest? I have a name, Zhang Deshuai. Listening to this awkward name, I won't type it out.

"Who do you think you are talking to as a teacher?" The cow's nose was pulled up underneath. As a teacher, as a teacher, for your mother (harmony), have you ridden a white horse?

"Why is my name Shen Can?" I touched my head and asked.

"Your name is Shen Can cheap to death, is it a teacher or Yuantong? When others call express delivery, I think they are calling me a teacher. Who am I going to cry for? The cow's nose said angrily below.

When he said this, I had a lot of balance in my heart.

"Why don't you change your name to Yunda? It's cheaper on Taobao." I kindly reminded Yuantong.

"You can't be poor, you have to be determined." The round channel said slowly.

"Master, why are there only two of us here?" I looked at the poor thatched hut and asked my master.

"Your eldest brother applied for pregnancy and went out to ask for food." The master replied that his eyes were still closed.

I scolded in my heart: Why is this number worse than the other?

"Shen Can..."

"Master, don't call me a dod. This is too bad." I interrupted my master.

"Oh, that's all right. Also, Nima is not allowed to curse again in the future. Shit!" Master Yuantong seemed to react, drew a cross on his chest, and said, "The poor road has offed his mouth again, Hallelujah." He reacted again and said to me, "Nima, mastering a foreign language is troublesome. Now my mind is full of the merciful Virgin Mary, or it is the advanced education of the Party. It's so tiring to be knowledgeable!"

I stood on the side and scolded in my heart: He let him go crazy, and my father's name is Shuangjiang. If you are crazy for me again, I will take out the machine gun. Do you still look good?

Master Yuantong may feel that it is boring to sit alone and suddenly stand up.

Looking at Master Yuantong, I began to mutter in my heart again: Ah, ah, I can stand up, take two steps, and take two steps if I have nothing to do.

Master seemed to understand my heart and really began to walk in the room. He walked faster and faster, and finally jumped a few times. Looking at it, I just wanted to ask him, "Under what circumstances is one plus one equal to three?"

Master Yuantong moved for a while and looked at me and replied, "In the case of miscalculation, it is equal to three."

God, what I admire now is the five bodies. If I knew this kind of kung fu, I wouldn't have to run and break up with Xiaoxue.

"Do you want to learn?" Master Yuantong asked me with a thief's smile.

I nodded quickly.

"I won't teach you." After saying that, the master smiled even more.

This is not Master Yuantong, just Guo Degang. Master, we don't cheat people like this.

At this time, the door bolted with straw rope was pushed open, and the elder brother came back from begging for food. I looked up and saw an old acquaintance - old Cao. No wonder it is so obscene in reality, and the name in the dream is even more obscene.

Old Cao took out the rice he was about to return from his arms, with steamed buns and steamed buns. In the end, he actually took out a bucket of the whole family, but only half a bucket.

Master Yuantong grabbed it as soon as he saw that there was a family bucket. He took a chicken leg and stared at it carefully, saying, "To be honest, where are the other brothers?"

You shouldn't be called Yuantong, you should be mentally retarded.

"Eat it. Master, I'm hungry. Old Cao answered sincerely. In his dream, old Cao didn't have any chicken thieves.

Master Yuantong did not pay attention to Mr. Cao, but stared at me and said slowly, "The mentally retarded is your master. I am a round generation, and your master is a wise generation. Because you just couldn't tell the difference between generations, you will be punished to beg for food tomorrow.

Master Yuantong finished eating the chicken leg and sucked every finger. I kept seeing that there was no oil on my fingers, so I burped with satisfaction. He looked at me and old Cao standing there and nodded with satisfaction. Then he sat down again and began to meditate.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and asked us both, "Now we are starting class. What is it?"

"Catch ghosts and practice**." I replied quickly and saw Master staring at me.

"Bear for rice, chicken leg." Old Cao answered and saw that the master nodded approvingly.

"Well, that's good." Master Yuantong nodded his head and said, "It exists in all things. Tao exists before the beginning of heaven and earth. Let's put it this way, is the singularity of the Big Bang, Ayusdan?

I shook my head, and when I looked at old Cao, I was also at a loss. When Master Yuantong saw that we were both linger, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is much easier. You remember, it was the Big Bang. Then, Tao turns into gas, which is quarks; under Qi is Sanqing, Sanqing is protons, neutrons and electrons; under Sanqing is heaven, that is, molecules, and with molecules, there is chemistry. What exactly is chemistry? Chemistry is you; what exactly is chemistry? Chemistry is me. ..." At this point, the master began to sing the divine song. He sings so much that I just want to throw up.

I can't see that it's a pity that the master doesn't sell abductions. He stubbornly connected Laozi's path with Mendeleev's periodic table.

"Tao, if you are big, it is heaven and earth, that is, the universe; if you say it is small, it is chicken legs and hamburgers. Unfortunately, it's gone. Apply for pregnancy, remember to ask for a few more buckets when you ask for dinner next time? Remember, if there are more chicken legs, there will be more roads. This is today's famous saying. Read with me, if there are many chicken legs, there will be more Tao; if there are many chicken legs, there will be more Tao.

I saw old Cao holding a pen and carefully scratching on the notebook. Damn, Master, if you continue to teach us, we will go to work in KFC. When Old Cao finished drawing, he stretched out his thumb and praised: "Master is really incisive. He can make such a mysterious thing so clear. High, really high.

Master Yuantong turned his head and looked at me: "Shen Can, do you understand what I just said?"

I nodded in a hurry. Damn it, I will automatically drop out of school tomorrow and work as a migrant worker when I get home.

Master Yuantong said, "Not a donkey or a horse is a mule, and a non-worker or a non-agricultural worker. Don't say that the peasant brothers suffer and can earn 350 a day. Don't laugh at the white-collar workers who are idle and spend all the money at the end of each month.

Old Cao had just rowed, and Master Yuantong stopped him: "Pregnant, don't remember this sentence. I said it to Shen Can."

Old Cao said excitedly, "Master's words are the truth, up to ten thousand sentences. Learn from Master Yuantong and pay tribute to Master Yuantong!"

Under the series of slogans of Old Cao, Master Yuantong was greatly satisfied. By the way, he praised Old Cao for listening carefully in class, taking notes carefully, and getting 100 yuan in the final exam. After praising Mr. Cao, the master cleared his throat again and gave us a lesson: "The last time we learned that it was chicken legs. Next, let's talk about how to practice Taoism. Pregnant, how should you answer?

"Eat frequently and eat chicken legs." Old Cao replied with an excited face.

"The child can be taught, the child can be taught." Master Yuantong nodded admiringly, "The monk is little by little beside him. You don't need to meditate as you think, you need to make a copy. Instead, eat enough first. A Taoist priest is a physical job. If you don't have a good body, you can't do anything. Be sure to remember."

Next, Master Yuantong explained to us how to practice Taoism. I have been listening to it with firm confidence, and I will automatically drop out of school tomorrow anyway.

Until the end, Master Yuantong asked me, "Shen Can, isn't it not like listening to you as a teacher?"

I nodded and shook my head first.

"You can't fool me, your eyes betray your heart. As a teacher, I will give you a few words: 'Don't worry about Taoism, there is a leader in front of you. If you ask who is the leader? He runs fast in history. All right, let's finish the class." After saying that, Master gently clicked in the palm of my hand.

I woke up and saw that the long saliva had dripped into my hand and hurriedly wiped it away. Looking at the neighbor's seat, a child was holding his chicken leg and swaying around the seat. No wonder I always dream of chicken legs.

I looked up outside and was almost home. At this time, the phone rang. I saw that it was a strange number and didn't want to answer it. He was ringing desperately again, and then it was connected. It turned out that it was from Shengshi Company and asked me to go to the retest tomorrow.

This efficiency is a little too fast. It seems that grasping the examiner's hobby is the most important thing. However, I felt ** tight when I thought that the examiner looked at me with lustful eyes and asked me about the unspoken rules. Thinking of this, I hurriedly called Miao Ruyun and asked her if the examiner was a straight man, an unusual curve or a straight guy.

Miao Ruyun answered me on the phone: "You asked a personal question, and business matters are okay. Everyone doesn't care much about private matters, and she doesn't know. Finally, he asked me how the interview was today, and I didn't tell her why I left.

I replied that it was okay.

When I put down the phone, I fell into meditation: This is a big deal. In case that guy likes "singing (harmonious) garden flowers across the river", wouldn't I be "** disabled, full of wounds"?