Ling Yun frowned without any trace, the confusion in his eyes was obvious, "Didn't I already teach you?"
It is said that Fatty took part in the academy examination together with Ling Yun that year and failed, and he also participated in one last year.
When I left, I was full of ambitions and promises, but when I came back, I was completely disappointed.
The results were within Ling Yun's expectations, but what he never expected was that Zhang Jinwen, who went with Fatty, actually stepped on the bottom of the college examination list.
Seeing that Zhang Jinwen was on the list, Fatty's despair overflowed from his chest, and he felt heartbroken several times.
If Zhang Jinwen were like him, Fatty might not be so sad.
The fat man saw Zhang Jinwen pressing the line to get on the list, but he failed spectacularly.
He was so heartbroken that after returning to Lingshan County, he didn't even return home. He ran straight to Ling's house, hugged Ling Yun's thigh, and cried loudly.
After crying, he didn't forget to drag Ling Yun to drink, hoping to use his drunkenness to numb his sadness.
Ling Yun was extremely depressed and wondered how this fat man could imitate others. When he saw others were depressed and drank to relieve their sorrows, he also followed suit.
After the hospital examination, it was dull for a while before Fatty recovered.
It's just that the closer this year is to the hospital examination, the more irritable and restless the fat man becomes.
Whenever something happened, I would run to Ling Yun's house, hug Ling Yun and cry.
Ling Yun was most sensitive and resistant to sloppiness. As soon as he heard the dirty fat man yelling outside the door, he hid decisively.
Unexpectedly, he miscalculated today and was accidentally caught by the fat man.
The fat man sniffed and said with a grimace, "Ling Yun, I still can't do it, can you teach me how to compose poetry?"
"puff!"
Ling Yun squirted out the water in his mouth and frowned into a black line.
Pointing to his chest in disbelief, he opened his lips and said word by word, "You...what did you say? You want me to ask you to write poetry?"
The fat man stared at him intently and nodded without hesitation.
Ling Yun was speechless and his eyes were so wide that he couldn't believe his ears.
I couldn't understand how such words could come out of the fat man's mouth. Asking Ling Yun to teach him how to write poems was as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Ling Yun is self-aware of the level of his own poetry, but he doesn't dare to mislead others. What's more, the person in front of him has been his friend for many years, and it is impossible to push him into the abyss.
Ling Yun calmed down, took a long breath, stroked his little heart, and asked with questioning eyes, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
Ling Yun's reaction seemed to be under the control of Fatty. Seeing him turn pale with fright, Fatty was not surprised and just looked at him with a half-smile.
Ling Yun couldn't help but be shocked, wondering what was going on with the fat man, how could he be so calm?
Could it be that there is a ghost?
Perplexed, Ling Yun had no choice but to ask, "Fat man, what are you laughing at?"
Unexpectedly, the fat man just refused to explain and pushed the problem back to him.
The fat man said with a slight smile, "What do you think?"
After hearing this, Ling Yun was extremely depressed.
I think?
What do I think?
The more the fat man remained silent, the more uneasy Ling Yun became.
I wonder if I have traveled through time and my hidden secret has been discovered by the fat man?
When I think about it carefully, I find it impossible.
I have never shown anything unusual in front of him.
Besides, with Fatty's carefree and informal character, it is even more impossible to discover his heresy.
This is impossible, that is impossible, what on earth could make the fat man stare at him like this?
Ling Yun's stretched brows wrinkled into a slit again, thinking hard.
The more nervous you are, the more calm you have to appear.
In order to prevent Fatty from noticing his abnormality, Ling Yun, who had a solemn expression, could only feign anger and said, "Fatboy, if you fart quickly, don't block my rest if you have nothing to do."
Ling Yun's fake scowl looked to the fat man as a sign of guilty conscience.
At this time, the fat man's nose felt sore, his lips trembled slightly, and the mucus began to flow downward again, and he whimpered, "Ling Yun, stop pretending, my cousin has told me, can you show mercy and help me?"
After saying that, the fat man looked at him with a complaining expression, looking particularly pitiful.
Facing the fat man's venerable appearance, Ling Yun stood up from a squatting position, tilted his head slightly upward, his lips, which were neither thin nor thick, were trembling, but he could not utter a single word.
Ling Yun sighed, his face confused, not knowing what the fat man was referring to.
I had no choice but to raise my hands in surrender and said, "Okay, okay, you say it, you say it, why don't I promise you?"
It's just that Ling Yun's actions seemed to the fat man like he was playing cat tricks. The fat man looked at him with angry eyes and said, "Ling Yun, what do you mean? You have done something wrong and you are so confident?"
Ling Yun is full of doubts, and it can be said that he has something to say!
The most important thing is that now he doesn't even understand what the fat man is talking about.
Seeing that Ling Yun was still pretending, the fat man gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, if you are still pretending, I will make sure you die today."
The fat man took out an envelope from his body and threw it on the tea table.
Ling Yun quickly stepped forward. On the surface of the envelope was written "My brother Zhou Shoufu received it."
Ling Yun then guessed that the envelope was a letter from Wang Jinghui, so he opened the envelope in an orderly manner.
As expected, it was actually written by Wang Jinghui himself.
Ling Yun glanced at ten lines and quickly browsed the content. His eyes widened as he went down, until he read the entire content, and he was stunned in place for half a moment.
Only then did Ling Yun suddenly realize that it was Wang Jinghui who told the fat man everything about how he composed hundreds of poems at the students' banquet that day.
Ling Yun, who knew the cause and effect, was so embarrassed at this moment that he didn't know what to think.
Now that the matter has come to this, Ling Yun can no longer pretend to be nonchalant, so he can only grin and say with a wry smile, "Fat man, listen to my explanation, things are not what you think."
I thought to myself that he had memorized more than a hundred poems that night, yes, but they were not composed by him!
After thinking about it, Ling Yun didn't know how to explain it for a moment.
Could it be said that he copied it?
Whose copy?
Copied from where?
This series of questions cannot be explained at all...
Moreover, the fat man at this time did not stop his explanation at all, and immediately burst into tears and said, "Ling Yun, it is in vain that I treat you as a brother, and you even hide this kind of thing from me? Heaven and earth!"
The fat man's cry seemed to come out of nowhere, and he was crying and shouting in an instant, echoing overwhelmingly in the Ling family courtyard.
The fat man's cry was like thunder, deafening Ling Yun and making him dizzy.
Such a loud noise naturally alarmed everyone in the Ling family.
In the blink of an eye, Wu Wa appeared in Lingyun's yard. He looked like a fat man with his head raised, and asked doubtfully, "Brother Fatty, what are you doing?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as the fat man saw the fifth baby, he stopped crying instantly and said with a smile, "Sister, why are you here?"
Wu Wa's bright eyes showed concern for the fat man and said, "You... your voice is too loud. My mother asked me to come and see if there was an accident. Are you okay?"
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