Chapter 1538 The most wonderful little sister bubble artifact for young scallions.
Chapter 1538 The most wonderful magical tool for young people to pick up girls. (Please subscribe and vote)
Li Ke immediately became happy.
"Brother Chu Bi, look at what you said. Let alone our brothers. Even if you arrest a random civilian in Chang'an, who doesn't know General Cheng's evil... prestige?"
"Yes, yes, I also think that Uncle Cheng, like you, Brother Chu Bi, is both a person who can stop children from crying at night."
Cheng Chubi's face gradually darkened, feeling that these two boys deserved a beating.
"Can you guys be serious? Is this what I'm asking?"
"What I'm asking is, you all must know that my father is good at martial arts, military strategy, um, literature and art, but he has a little bit of a flaw."
Li Ke and Fang Jun looked at each other and almost burst into laughter.
There are still a few flaws, tsk tsk... Why don't you say that you probably won't get a salary for one year in ten years?
Is the shameless father who likes to verbally quarrel with scholars in the court and use hands and feet a perfect saint?
Seeing the strange expressions on the faces of these two wise brothers, Cheng Chubi ignored them. After all, it was time to talk about serious business, and it would not be appropriate to kick them in the foot.
"However, my father knew how to adapt to my mother's hobbies.
Not only can I wear Confucian shirts, practice calligraphy and paint landscapes, but I can also play Go..."
Brother Tingtian Chubi was counting the things his father had done on his fingers, which made Li Ke and Fang Jun widen their eyes in an exaggerated manner.
It felt as if they were listening to a fairy tale. These actions were completely inconsistent with the General Cheng in their impression.
When Cheng Chubi first found out that his father could actually paint landscape paintings, he was almost shocked.
Although the landscape paintings painted by my father are far inferior to those of well-known and unscrupulous artists, they are still passable.
As for Go, a chess game that is both fun and tiring, everyone in the old Cheng family feared it like a tiger.
But my father was very happy with it, and he often stayed with his wife until midnight.
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"I didn't expect that Uncle Cheng would be such a person."
Li Ke took in a breath as if it was a toothache, and bowed his hands towards Cheng Chubi with a heartfelt expression on his face.
"It seems that Uncle Cheng's ability to become the number one bully in the Tang Dynasty relies not only on his thick skin, but also on his flexibility of mind."
"Nonsense, don't talk nonsense. Brother Jun, do you understand what I mean?"
Fang Jun scratched his head and nodded with deep understanding.
"I understand. I want to be like Uncle Cheng and try to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting well, and use it later to please my wife."
"No, no, no, dear brother, I'm just giving you an example. Smart people are good at resolving conflicts and disputes, especially conflicts within families."
"Just like you, Brother De, the red flag at home does not fall, the colorful flags are fluttering outside, and the house is still peaceful. Do you know why?"
Fang Jun cast his eyes on Brother Weide who heard Brother Chubi mentioning him and couldn't help but hold his head up proudly and looked at him in awe.
"Why?"
"Of course it's because he has a good brain. Of course, for Brother De, you not only have to put in effort, but also have to spend money, right brother."
"Of course...Brother Chu Bi, I understand this is a waste of time, but what do you mean by this waste of money?"
Li Ke subconsciously felt happy, nodded his head, and quickly reacted, glaring at this brother who was talking nonsense with a black look on his face.
Dear brother, my waist is very good. Even though my belly is a bit big, I can’t even do seventy or eighty push-ups without getting out of breath, you know?
"Just kidding to lighten the atmosphere. Let's continue talking seriously. Brother Jun, what talents do you have?"
"Talent?" Fang Jun looked at Brother Chu Bi with some confusion, almost wanting to ask whether playing with stone locks was a variation of talent.
Seeing this guy's confused expression, Cheng Chubi knew that this guy must be confused himself.
"Well, let's do this. I'll make a talent form for you, Brother Jun. You'll fill it out carefully later, and I'll probably have something in mind."
Li Ke, who likes to join in the fun, will naturally not let go of such fun things, so he quickly encouraged Cheng Sanlang.
"There are talent charts and this thing. Brother Chu Bi, please get two more. I want to see how many talents I have, little brother."
Hearing Li Ke's words, Cheng Chubi chuckled. In this case, it would be better for the trio of Yao Mozi to be neatly organized, maybe three.
Cheng Chubi began to draw a table, and then began to write down each talent he could think of into the table.
For example, dancing, playing the piano, playing the flute, playing the flute, playing the pipa, etc., as well as creating artistic paintings, writing poems, etc...
Seeing Brother Chu Bi writing furiously there, Li Ke and Fang Jun also joined in.
They are also making up a form, making crosses or circles according to the terms and conditions listed by Brother Chu Bi.
Li Ke, the profligate prince, was indeed a master of all talents. He could play the piano, flute, flute, and pipa in full circle.
As for dancing, he hesitated for a long time, and finally Kong Qi neither drew circles nor crossed.
After all, he can really dance, but now his belly is a bit big, and it's really inelegant when he twists it.
However, after stretching his neck and seeing Brother Chu Bi drawing circles in the dance column, Li Ke also drew a circle not to be outdone.
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But soon, the more Li Ke and Fang Jun looked at it, the more they felt that the project written by Brother Chu Bi was more and more outrageous.
What the hell is playing guitar, and what the hell is playing piano? I have lived for so many years, and I have never seen a piano made of steel.
In the end, Li Ke couldn't help but interjected. "Brother Chu Bi, what nonsense are you talking about behind here? What does this photography mean?"
When Cheng Chubi saw the stuff he wrote next, he felt happy and quickly explained while crossing out.
"Oops... I'm sorry, I just wrote "Hello", so you don't need to pay attention."
"What the hell is this guitar playing thing?"
Cheng Chubi was not happy when he heard the word "ghost stuff". After all, he was once the guitarist and lead singer of the medical school's screaming heavy metal band.
How could I allow others to insult my former hobbies and my wonderful treasure that displayed my talents?
“This guitar is similar to the pipa, it’s a string instrument, it’s not some weird thing.
To put it bluntly, this is the most perfect tool for young people to pick up young ladies.”
"Haha..." Li Ke and Fang Jun burst into perfunctory, numb laughter at the same time.
"You guys are talking nonsense. Do you know that when Cheng was... forget it, I can't tell you people with such a deep generation gap."
"Hey, brother Chu Bi, I can't explain why. Since you can play so-and-so guitar, it's the so-called analogy.
How about I ask Brother Jun to play the pipa for you, and if you make a sound, we will believe that there is such a thing."
Cheng Chubi looked at Li Ke who was repeatedly inserting a knife into his ribs with a dark look on his face.
If it hadn't been in public, I would have wanted to just push this kid to the ground and rub him hard.