As the saying goes, people will always encounter some difficulties in life. In the past twenty-two years, Comrade Huang Xiaobei has firmly believed this.
Because his surname is Huang, well, it is the same as the surname of a certain old immortal, so Huang Xiaobei has been famous for his poisonous milk and crow's mouth since he was a child.
Huang Xiaobei was very cute when he was in kindergarten and was loved by all the teachers in the kindergarten. Of course, Huang Xiaobei also liked that kindergarten very much.
But here's the bad luck.
One day, Huang Xiaobei, who was playing, suddenly heard from other children that the kindergarten had recently encountered financial problems and was likely to close down. Their parents were planning to change their kindergarten.
The innocent and romantic Huang Xiaobei snorted, pinched his waist, and angrily said to the children: "How is it possible? The kindergarten is so good, it is absolutely impossible for it to close down!"
The next day, the kindergarten declared closure...
The sixty-year-old principal almost cried his eyes out over this.
"This is wrong. It can last for another half a year, why did it collapse so quickly?!"
Huang Xiaobei was also very sad, so he ran over to comfort the principal.
"Grandpa Principal, don't be sad. Although the kindergarten is gone, you will definitely be able to open a bigger and better kindergarten in the future."
The old principal hugged him and cried bitterly, "My child, there is no hope, there is really no hope."
Huang Xiaobei pouted, "How is it possible? You are so kind and you often buy me delicious food. Even if the kindergarten cannot be opened, you will definitely live a long life in the future."
Three days later, the old principal was crossing the road without looking and unfortunately got into a car accident...
If nothing unexpected happened, the old principal was probably sucked to death by Huang Xiaobei and died unjustly at the mouth of a certain young lady.
Of course, Comrade Huang Xiaobei absolutely does not believe that he is a poisonous person with a crow's mouth, but this just goes along with the old saying.
There are some things that you just can’t believe.
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I remember when I was a child during the New Year, Huang Xiaobei’s father took him out to pay New Year greetings. At that time, the innocent and cute Huang Xiaobei smiled and said a few auspicious words to his father’s friends and colleagues, such as “Happy New Year to uncle and aunt, I wish you all the best.”
The family will be prosperous and prosperous, and the wealth will be abundant."
Yes, it was a normal blessing, but when the New Year came again the next year, Huang Xiaobei discovered that the people he was visiting for New Year greetings this year suddenly changed. All the uncles and aunts from last year were gone.
After asking his father, Huang Xiaobei found out that all the uncles and aunts he had blessed last year had suffered disaster in the following year.
Some are divorced.
Some families had accidents.
Some people who did business with others were defrauded and lost their entire fortune...
There was another one that was even more scary. It was said that while he was walking on the street, a meteorite as big as a basketball suddenly fell from the sky, which directly hit the old man to the core.
Moreover, he was still crossing the road at that time, and there were dozens of passers-by around him at the time, and the meteorite killed one of him, and the others didn't even get a chance...
In this regard, Huang Xiaobei still does not believe that he is a poisonous person and crow's mouth, and he firmly sends thoughtful (and fatal) blessings to his elders during holidays.
Later, when his father took him out to celebrate the New Year, those uncles and aunts who used to like him very much were like seeing a disaster star when they saw him. They took the New Year's money and cried and hugged Huang Xiaobei, who was still a little aggrieved.
call.
"Ancestor, please, please leave us a way to survive! You opened your mouth three times, and our company has changed three groups of people! No one can escape!"
Huang Xiaobei said that he was wronged, but he just didn't believe in this evil and had to use his actual actions to prove that he was not a crow's mouth!
A series of tragedies followed from this.
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Probably because he is getting older, Huang Xiaobei's poisonous milk skills are getting stronger and stronger, and the poisonous milk starting move "How is it possible?" is becoming more and more effective.
"How is it possible? Our elementary school is so rich, how could it close down like a kindergarten?"
"How is it possible? Our principal seems to be such a gentleman, how can he have a second breast?"
"How is that possible? The vice principal is over 60 and the biology teacher is over 80. How can they get together?"
"How is it possible that my father is in such good health that he won't die of illness like your father?"
In this way, from elementary school to high school, Comrade Huang Xiaobei walked through a private elementary school, two junior high school principals, six high school teachers, plus his own father...
At that moment, when his own father died in front of him, seventeen-year-old Huang Xiaobei collapsed.
"Oh my God! What's going on? Is my mouth so smart?! Even my own father can be talked to death by me!"
In front of the hospital bed, Huang Xiaobei, who had lost all hope and felt deep despair for the world, shouted to the roof, "God, do you dare to let me be more effective! Okay, I will try again, I bet on the national table tennis
This year will definitely be the same as before, we will all win championships!”
"I don't believe that the national table tennis team has reached that level and can still be beaten to death by me!"
A few months later, the national table tennis team was upset at the Asian Championships. Two famous players were both eliminated and missed the finals...
The instigator burst into tears after reading the news and decided to be mute from now on.
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Facts have proved that Huang Xiaobei's mouth is really powerful to the extreme.
Unfortunately, after his father was nursed to death, Huang Xiaobei thought heartbrokenly, "My life is definitely over. I probably won't even be able to go to college. He is an orphan, and he will just go to the construction site and move bricks honestly from now on."
His classmates comforted him and said, Xiaobei, don't be so pessimistic, you may not be miserable in the future.
Huang Xiaobei screamed again, "How can it not be miserable! I have no virtue at all!"
"How is it possible" that the poisonous milk move appeared again? This time, Huang Xiaobei cleverly gave him a mouthful of milk in return.
One month after the college entrance examination, Huang Xiaobei, who unfortunately failed the exam, no longer had any hope in life.
"Two hundred and sixty-six, oh, this score is quite auspicious. In the future, should I go to the construction of floor tiles? Or wash dishes in a restaurant?"
Holding the college entrance examination transcript, Comrade Huang Xiaobei silently wiped the tears from his face, and then filled in the four characters "Tsinghua University and Peking University" on the application form.
"People always have to have dreams!"
After saying that, Huang Xiaobei began to pack his luggage silently, muttering under his breath.
“I don’t know if the construction site is in charge of the food.”
But it was in this extremely miserable situation that an old foreign man, who changed into a robe and turned out to be Gandalf, knocked on the door of Huang Xiaobei's house and spoke amiably to Huang Xiaobei, who could not even pass the college entrance examination.
Invitation to study abroad.
The conditions offered by Vandro Morsi, this British aristocratic college, were so good that Huang Xiaobei almost suspected that he had met a liar.
Tuition is free of charge and a graduation package is provided. As long as you study well, you will receive a scholarship of 30,000 pounds per year. At the same time, all school expenses will be covered by the school!
Looking at the old principal in front of him who was handsome, polite, and exuding endless charm, Huang Xiaobei finally accepted the fact that his poisonous milk skills were unparalleled in the world, and expressed with tears that he would definitely go.
"Principal, you are such a good person. By the way, why do you want me to study in your college? There are many people in our high school who have better grades than me, right? Why can't it be my turn?"
Although he doubted that the old principal found him only because of his crow's mouth, Huang Xiaobei still felt very strange, because with his virtue, normally anything dropped from the sky could not be a pie. There were pies.
It's not his turn either.
The old principal, also named Vandro Morsi, touched Huang Xiaobei's head affectionately and said with a kind smile: "Because you are a descendant of our blood clan, and every descendant of the blood clan has to go to the academy for further studies.
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Vampire? What Vampire?
Hey, he's not talking about vampires, is he?
Wait a minute, vampire? Who is the vampire?
Wong Tai Sin collapsed.
What a rip-off! If you want to say that I belong to the poisonous milk family, after so many years of misery, I can almost believe it.
But Nima actually said I was a vampire? How do I look like a vampire? How could I be a vampire!
Facing Huang Xiaobei, who was clearly looking at him with a look that looked like he was mentally retarded and out of stock, Old Principal Fanzhuo just smiled kindly, "My child, don't doubt it, you are indeed a member of our blood family, and you are also one of the most outstanding descendants among us.
First, you haven't experienced your first baptism yet, so you haven't mastered the innate abilities of our vampires yet. Believe me, as long as you go to the academy to study, you will soon discover your own strangeness. By then...
..."
"Well, does poisonous milk count as a superpower?"
The old principal looked confused, "What?"
"Poisoned milk means something, but it works in reverse. If you count, I guess I already have it..."
"This... is closer to the great prophecy, but it doesn't seem to be an ability... My child, I heard about your father. This should be just some kind of coincidence. Don't be too
It’s so sad.”
Huang Xiaobei shrugged and agreed to study in England without saying anything.
The key point is where else can he go if he doesn't go to England? He can't really move bricks.
Although Huang Xiaobei was still quite skeptical, wondering whether the old man in front of him who looked very distinguished was a liar, but...
Huang Xiaobei said with tears that even if he is really a liar, he can probably escape from the devil's cave with his mouth. If he is lucky, the liar might be killed by him.
From this, Huang Xiaobei embarked on a career of studying in England (tragedy)
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Seven years ago, Huang Xiaobei, who was still in high school, was sitting on the sofa with his father watching a basketball game.
Looking at the scenes broadcast on TV, Huang Xiaobei, who was still a high school student, shook his head and sighed: "This Dongshi basketball team is definitely going to be in trouble. Even though they are Kung Fu basketball, their main players have been defeated by traitors.
And their opponent is still Bayi Yilu, Bayi Yilu! What a strong team, Yan Xiangchen, Meng Shangwu, Zhao Muran are all first-line players of the national team, as well as the perverted three-point shooter Lin Ping, Dongshi
This time it’s definitely going to be bad. How can we win? How can we win? We will definitely lose!”
"Oh, the head coach is already on the field. Oh, it's definitely going to be over. Wait a minute, this coach's surname is also Huang?"
————Dividing line, a new book is released. This book is a sequel to the previous work "People and Things Traveling Through Those Years". I hope all readers will read the previous work before reading the sequel. Although it is two stories, the main thing is
It took over the plot development of the previous work. In addition, after the previous work was completed, the author deleted 170,000 words from the previous work and added tens of thousands of words. In other words, only 17k is the original version.
Others can be called draft versions, including major mobile reading platforms. (To be continued)