Chapter 255 Nightclub Rules
I think the water she poured on Liu Yong's head was not hot boiling water. Otherwise, Liu Yong would not wake up quietly with a "Ouch", but "Oh, my mother!" With a loud shout, he covered his head with his hands and jumped up screaming.
From his performance, it can be basically judged that the temperature of the water poured on his head by Xiaohong should not be higher than 50 degrees Celsius or less than minus 5 degrees Celsius. Because water above 50 degrees Celsius is poured on Liu Yong's head, Liu Yong will "Oh, my mother!" With a wild shout, he covered his head with his hands and jumped up screaming; and below zero five degrees, it was not water, but ice.
Since Liu Yong woke up, it can basically prove that Xiaohong is not the person behind the scenes to kill people. Ding Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that when Xiaohong was young, she had also seen the film of the Kuomintang interrogation of the Communist Party. She knew that the most convenient treatment for people who fell into a coma was to pour a basin of cold water on his head. No matter how serious his coma was, he would wake up immediately.
So reading more movies and novels can also increase knowledge.
"Where am I?" The first sentence Liu Yong asked after waking up was such an unimaginative sentence.
People who usually faint in movies wake up and ask this sentence.
Xiao Hong expects that Liu Yong's question after waking up is very imaginative, so the way he wakes up doesn't have to be imaginative. As long as he copied the way of the movie, the cat, the tiger, the gourd, the ladle, the earthworm, the snake, the apple, the buttocks, Liu Yong will definitely wake up. Sure enough, a cup of cold water poured on his head Liu Yong immediately Wake up.
"You are in the nightclub, 'absolutely not sex/smetic, is it true or not fake'." Little Red Road.
Liu Yong woke up and saw Xiao Hong's face for the first time. His consciousness slowly recovered. Thinking of some things that had happened before, he screamed and sat up with his hands on the ground. He said in horror, "No, no, oh-no" while slowly retreating with his hands. It seemed that Xiaohong had scared him a lot.
"What's wrong with you?" Xiaohong approached him and said, "What's wrong?"
"No! No! I won't endorse your product anymore!" Liu Yong still looked frightened and retreated.
"What product do you endorse?" Xiao Hong was confused and asked Liu Yong.
"It's the products you asked me to endorse just now. Even if the author wrote me to death immediately, I won't endorse these products." Liu Yong looked at Xiao Hong and said in horror, "Don't! Don't come here! If you come again, I will call someone!"
"What kind of author?" It seemed that Xiaohong was surprised and said, "What killed you?" Write to death? What is this way to die? Mr. Liu, have you had any nightmares?
"Dreaming? What a nightmare?" Liu Yong said, "Don't pretend that you know nothing. If it hadn't been for my life for righteousness just now, I would rather die than surrender. I would have hit my head against the wall and have been killed by your endorsement product."
"What is the meaning of life? Why would you rather die than surrender?" Xiaohong ate and laughed and said, "Where did you get the endorsement product? Mr. Liu, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand what you're talking about?"
Liu Yong said, "Where did the endorsement product come from? Ask knowingly! It's the endorsement product you put in your bag. It's on the table. Look--" He pointed to the table and was suddenly stunned. He said, "I was still on the table just now. Did you take advantage of my coma and secretly clean up all these endorsement products?"
"What are you talking about, Mr. Liu?" Xiaohong said inexplicably, "It seems that this dream has not fully woken up. Why don't you lie down in ** for a while and wake up naturally."
Liu Yong saw that she looked ignorant, not pretending. In his impression, the original products in the private room disappeared, and he was dizzy and woke up. Did he really have a dream?
"Just now, you and I fought for 300 rounds, and you won a complete victory. I begged for mercy, so you poured out. I collapsed in bed. After the victory, you took a rest and took a nap." Little Red Road.
"Did I just sleep for a while?" Liu Yong asked rhetorical.
"Yes, I did sleep for a while just now. I slept very well. The snoring sound was as high as 257 decibels, which was extremely majestic and powerful, like a loud army horn, and like the loud sound of a rooster. In short, it is very much like the powerful performance of Mr. Liu in **, which is amazing. Maybe you snore too much. As soon as you turned over, you accidentally fell from **, knocked over the cup at the head of the bed, poured a head of water on you, and then you woke up. Little Red Road.
"Isn't that what happened just now true?" Liu Yong couldn't help but doubt his memories just now. But why do I feel sore all over? Isn't this the 'not afraid' card I played with the fighting ability trainer? I'm hurt all over. Don't lie to me anymore. Obviously, there is such a thing.
"It's true that you are sore all over." Xiaohong said, "As soon as you came in, you said that you were too tired to work these days, and your whole body was sore and painful. Before the war between our two armies began, you asked me to massage you for a long time. Have you forgotten?"
Xiaohong said it in a way, not like it was fake. Liu Yong lifted his coat and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't even find a scar. It didn't seem to be a trace of external force hitting. If he was really beaten by the "not afraid" card fighting ability trainer, he would never have any scars. He There is another layer of doubt about the memories in my mind.
"Is it really a dream? But this dream is so realistic that it really makes me immersive. Ha ha, it's so strange." Liu Yong was sure that he had a nightmare just now. He was in a much better mood, and he was actually in the mood to laugh out loud.
Xiaohong said, "Of course it's a dream, but your dream seems to be very strange. Who is the author? How can he write you to death? Did you make a post-modern dream?
Liu Yong was stunned by the four words "Author" in Xiaohong's mouth. If he had any understanding, he fell into meditation.
"What?" Xiao Hong saw him paused for a moment, knew what he remembered, and hurriedly said, "Who is the author? Do you remember?"
Liu Yong thought for a long time, and the four words "Lord Author" loomed in his mind, but there was no trace. He racked his brain but he didn't know why. It seemed that he had just found a trace. When he tried to think about it, it became blank again. When he thought about it, he felt that his whole body was empty and powerless. He couldn't help but wonder. .
"I don't know." Liu Yong finally shook his head and said, "I seemed to be a little impressed just now. I thought about it deeply but there was no trace. It gave people a sense of mystery that there was no end. I thought it was an unrivaled master, which was not what my generation could know. It doesn't matter if you don't want to."
Hearing what he said, Xiao Hong couldn't help but be fascinated by the four words "Author". The two looked at each other and their hearts were connected. They stretched out their hands and couldn't help holding each other. They looked at the ethereal place in front of them, and their hearts were full of respect for the author.
In Liu Yong's heart, he is still a little doubtful about what happened to him just now. He is still uncertain whether it was really a nightmare he had just now, but seeing that Xiaohong is so sincere, if Xiaohong doesn't really know nothing about what happened just now, she is an absolute acting school. Her acting skills are more like Jin Ma Jin Jin. The best actress of the Chicken Award is tens of thousands of times better.
But such a profound acting can't be achieved by ordinary people, so Liu Yong confirmed that Xiaohong did not pretend to be, and he did have a nightmare.
In fact, Ding Yi knew that Xiao Hong did not pretend, and Liu Yong did not have a nightmare.
What happened just now really happened, but after the special treatment of the author, Xiaohong didn't remember it at all.
The endorsement products on the table were also written down by the author, and the evidence was completely destroyed.
Liu Yong's body was bruised all over by the "not afraid" card fighting ability trainer. In the same way, he was also written down by the author.
In this way, the author not only punished Liu Yong and gave a fierce anger for the hero Ding Yi, but also let Liu Yong continue to perform without worries. It can be said that he is meticulous, takes care of the overall situation, and has excellently controlled the overall situation of the book, so that the book develops step by step according to the predetermined track. Go, Ding Yi's heart, sincerely sent the author four big words: "It's all under control."
After Ding Yi, Liu Yong and Xiao Hong respected the author, Liu Yong picked up the mobile phone at the head of the bed, looked at the time, and said, "It's getting late. It's time for me to go back."
Xiao Hong gently pressed Liu Yong's shoulder a few times and said, "Go ahead. Come back to me next time."
"What's your number?" Liu Yong said, "Next time I come to your number, I'll come to you directly."
Xiao Hong said, "Our number is not the same. Today I'm No. 10078, tomorrow it may be No. 6527, and the day after tomorrow it may be No. 1099, so I can't find the number.
"Why is this?" Liu Yongqi said.