It was another snowy night, Gao Yang came to the hot spring village with a high school girl he had just fallen in love with.
Only a few people know about this. After all, Gao Yang has always paid great attention to hiding his whereabouts. Even the staff working in the hot spring village may not know. But the old man cleaning the house did.
The old man came to the bathroom door with a mop again. When several security guards saw him, they obviously loved and hated him. The leader said: "Old man, let's listen to your stories after get off work. It's really not possible now."
"I'm not here to tell stories." The old man said disdainfully: "I also have my own job, okay?"
This sentence was nothing, but when it came out of the old man's mouth, it seemed to have a particularly comedic effect for some reason. Several security guards chuckled again. But they immediately remembered that Gao Yang might come over at any time, and they returned to seriousness.
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The old man came to clean the house. He smeared it on the ground with a mop, and then said: "Look at these four big characters of mine."
Several security guards took a closer look and saw that it turned out to be the four characters "Number One in the World". These four characters were written with a mop and looked like silver hooks and iron paintings, full of momentum and profound meaning.
"Someone used these four words to describe me." The old man said proudly: "When I was young, I traveled all over the world and was admired by everyone, so I gave these four words to me."
"We are all tired of hearing this." One of the security guards said, "Every time you tell a story, you have to start with this sentence. But we really can't chat with you during working hours now. If Gao Yang catches us, we will
It’s over.”
"Hey, I don't have the iron-blooded style of a soldier at all. Why are you afraid of what he will do?" The old man puffed out his cheeks.
"It's not that I'm afraid." A security guard said this and rolled his tongue, not knowing what to say.
Seeing that none of them were talking, the old man could only sigh: "That's such a pity. I'm still planning to tell the story I kept secret."
Since the security guards were unmoved, they seemed to be determined.
"Hey, my unparalleled love with a female zombie from the Qing Dynasty seems to be lost in this world." The old man shook his head and wiped the ground with a mop: "You ordinary people will never know the meaning of sleeping with a female ghost.