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Chapter 891 Eulogy!

Chapter 891: Condolences,

Zhange Kuang is very popular in Southeast Asia, not to mention Wen Poju, who has always been a bit conceited and proud. Even the old fox Wang Shu, who is well-rounded and can fight with anyone passionately, does not help his popularity.

In this world, no one is a fool. You may not be able to tell who is a really good person or who is a hypocrite in a day or two, but as time goes by, you can always tell a little bit.

Maybe some people don't see that Wang Shu is a hypocrite, but no one can't see that Zhan Song Kuang is a really good person.

A good person does not necessarily have a good temper, but his actions must be good.

Zhange Kuang is very popular and has made many friends. Many people have been in contact with him once and hope to be friends. It is not because of his background or his huge financial resources. Of course, this is a cruel and realistic society. He is just a good person. , there may be some people who are willing to be friends, but for other people whose time is money, they may not have the time to make friends with them.

No matter what, Zhange Kuang's memorial service is undoubtedly lively and is destined to alarm Southeast Asia.

Zhange Kuang is over fifty. Most of his elders are dead, and the younger ones are not qualified enough. Although some people have come forward to organize the memorial service, everyone in Southeast Asia knows that the real organizer of this memorial service is Wen Poju. , this Southeast Asian giant who has been friends with Zhange Kuang for half his life,

The memorial service lasted from morning to five o'clock in the afternoon. The heavyweights had already burned incense and cared for the descendants of the war-song maniac, and then looked sadly aside.

Whether it is the East or the West, the saying that the dead are the greatest is true.

There were many Eastern and Western faces at Zhange Kuang's memorial service, and some were even black. From this point alone, it can be seen that Zhangeman had a wide range of friends.

At 5:30 p.m., at the end of the memorial service, Wen Pojue, wearing a black suit, came on stage with a slight cough.

With the unanimous consent of the Zhan family, the eulogy was read by Wen Poji.

During these days, Wen Pojue worked hard for Zhange Kuang's memorial service and didn't even pay attention to the chaos in the Wen family. This shows that his grief for Zhange Kuang is no less than that of the descendants of the Zhan family. No matter what others say, Wen Pojue has already lost his thoughts. pay attention,

Slowly ascending the stage, Wen Poju gently raised the microphone, looked around at the dark crowd of heads in the audience with his bloodshot eyes, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Thank you all for coming to see Lao Zhan on his last journey. "

The audience was silent,

"According to common sense, I should have prepared a eulogy. In fact, I had prepared it, and even prepared many copies. However, after fifty years of knowing each other, I found that no matter how long the speech was, it could not be a carrier for me to express my inner feelings. , so before I went on stage, I tore up all my speech notes."

"I have met many people in my life, some are friends, some are enemies, and some are friends when they need me and enemies when they don't need me. But Lao Zhan, from the day I was born, he treated me as a friend. , until the moment of death, it remains.”

"When I was young, Lao Zhan liked to play fighting games, which I didn't like very much. But at that time, few people dared to be friends with him. His temper was too hot and his parents were too domineering, so I became his only choice. I still remember, When I first started playing, he always let me play. I didn't know it at the time and thought that my game level was high. Later I found out that he let me play because he was afraid that I would lose too much and would stop playing with him in the future. .”

"At that time, we often played games on weekends. Unless I went out to socialize, he would play computer games alone on weekends out of boredom."

"At that time, I sometimes wondered why this guy, as the only male member of the Zhan family, had no future at all, and why he was so obsessed with playing fighting games. Later I found out that the reason was that his parents did not allow him to practice martial arts. , so he can only show affection and games."

"Finally, at the age of eighteen, he, who was already 1.9 meters tall, ran to my house and told me very excitedly that he no longer needed me to play games with him. I just smiled and asked him casually. He said his parents agreed to let him practice martial arts."

"After turning eighteen, Lao Zhan became the number one master in Southeast Asia and was invincible in the world."

"Lao Zhan likes to practice martial arts, and he also likes to drink and eat meat. He spends most of his life on these three things. But I don't like to practice martial arts, and I don't like to drink and eat meat, so the distance between me and him gradually grows further. Yes, maybe for me, time can dilute friendship, but time is of no use to Lao Zhan. I still remember that when I graduated from college and my career suffered a setback for the first time, it was Lao Zhan who stayed with me for a full week. At that time, he was also very busy and had little time, but he stayed with me and drank every day until I vomited and drank until I was black."

"Lao Zhan has a good drinking capacity. I believe everyone knows this. But for a week, he has been drinking with me. When I was drunk, he did not dare to rest. He was afraid that I would be stupid. He knew that I was a proud person. I couldn't stand too much setback. After a week, I figured it out, took a shower, changed into clean clothes and went to work. Before leaving, he patted me on the shoulder and said, Xiaowen, in this life, There are no obstacles that you can’t overcome, are you terminally ill, are you going to die soon? If not, just enjoy life.”

"The next day, I received a call from his parents. My uncle and aunt scolded me. The reason is very simple. Lao Zhan suffered from stomach bleeding after returning home. He collapsed in the living room and vomited blood. He almost died from vomiting."

"Lao Zhan drank better than me, but Lao Zhan was afraid that something would happen to me, so he drank most of the wine secretly. If he had left it for me to drink, I might have died more than 20 years ago."

Wen Poju raised his head slightly, tried hard to let the liquid in his eyes roll back, and said with a hoarse voice and red eyes: "Sorry, I want to mention Wang Shu here."

"Wang Shu has put a lot of pressure on me for more than half a year. Is Lao Zhan under a lot of pressure? Yes, he is as old as me. But Lao Zhan never complains to me, but me. Once he is emotionally unstable, he will comfort me. I, please don’t think too much. In fact, I haven’t listened to it. Even if I listened to it, I still feel pressure. Pressure is always something you give yourself.”

"Many people must be wondering how Lao Zhan and Wang Shu left. Sorry, I can't say it, and I don't plan to say it. I don't care whether you question me or slander me. What does it matter? Lao Zhan until the moment he died, Let me live well and go on well, there is nothing else I can't bear or accept."

"Lao Zhan left, but he left proudly, just as he came magnanimously and left gracefully in his life."

"Old Zhan is gone, but I am still alive. I am alive because of his life. He made me think through a lot of things and understand a lot of things. So starting from today, the Zhan family will be better than Wen. Family is more important, I don’t have to ask about the Wen family’s affairs, but I will protect his descendants with my life when it comes to the Zhan family’s affairs.”

"I, Wen Poju, have only one friend in my life, and his name is Zhan Ge Kuang."

Wen Poju's pale face could not hide the heavy sadness. He raised his head, stared at the blue sky, and shouted loudly: "Old Zhan, when you go up there, please continue to smile proudly, I can see it."

This is a very strange eulogy,

But it is the best condolence,

Narrated by Wen Poju, Zhange Kuang's closest friend, it is heartbreaking.

Many people know what they should do for their friends, but not many can do it. The society is too cruel and the world is too helpless. Many people have chosen to give up.

But the war song fanatic didn’t,

Sometimes he faces situations that are more difficult to make than ordinary people, but he still uses practical actions to express what his friends should do and say.

He may be a very hot-tempered person, and he may get into a fight if he disagrees, but he is the most touching friend.

He will not verbally explain his attitude towards his friends, but he will tell his friends with actions, don't be afraid, I will always be here,

Wen Poju felt it,

People in the audience can also feel it,

Some people are alive, but he is dead, some people are dead, but he is always alive,

Zhange Kuang spent his life telling everyone, friends, that this is how it should be,

Zhange Kuang also used his life to tell everyone that men should live a free and easy life.

Zhange Kuang also used his life to tell everyone that people do not live to wait for death. There are many more important things to do, such as eating meat, drinking alcohol, and making friends.

Those who shed tears for his departure are his friends.

At this moment, everyone in the audience shed tears of farewell.

Good luck, Lao Zhan,

~~

There will be 2 chapters later, the time is uncertain, but it will definitely be before 2 o'clock.


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