Rebirth Like Water Youth

In his previous life in the company, he often participated in the operation of hot search on the headlines. He knew very well that if he wanted to cover up the limelight of a hot event, the best way was to create a new hot spot to attract attention. But... how to make this hot spot?

On the way home, Li Zeyu brags proudly, while Shen Dapeng only smiles to deal with it, but he is bored in his heart. Why is this guy heartless and not worried? Instead, I broke my heart for him!

But when I thought about it, I suddenly laughed like a self-deprecating helpless smile, maybe this is the old saying that stupid people are stupid.

"Brother Peng, who are you talking about nonsense, saying that Xiaoxiao and I are both unmarried and childbearing? Should I thank him? Without him, I would not have the courage to propose marriage today."

"Huh? You want to thank the man who made it up and spread it out? You are really intentional and true filial piety. Why don't you take that **** as me, come, kneel and kowtow a few heads to show your gratitude!"

Shen Dapeng pressed Li Zeyu's neck and motioned him to kneel and kowtow, but he was just joking, and didn't use too much force. Li Zeyu also laughed and broke free, shaking his head and jumping around.

"Brother Peng, you can really joke with me. If you are the one who tells the truth, then you can count on my successful marriage proposal? You are really a living god! Stop joking with you, the water station has to send water early in the morning, I I have to go and see if my old man kicked the iron fence last night, and I have to fix it..."

Li Zeyu waved goodbye at the intersection, and Shen Dapeng was a little envious when he saw his happy stupid appearance.

If you don’t have more thoughts, you won’t have more worries. Naturally, you don’t have to think carefully about everything. If you live, you can relax.

However, if you can be reborn for the first time, is it really an ordinary life?

"Who the **** is behind this? Brother Zhu family? There is no hatred with Li Zeyu. Huang Bin? He is his own enemy, besides, he has never met Li Zeyu."

Suddenly, Shen Dapeng twisted his fingertips with a crisp sound, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a dignified color flashed, and he muttered: "Could it be you? Qian Xiaohao!"

Although Qian Xiaohao and the Zhu family brothers and Huang Bin are their own enemies, they have had a lot of intersections with Li Zeyu, and Li Zeyu always tried to choke Qian Xiaohao on his behalf. Besides, Qian Xiaohao's uncle is the logistics director of the county hospital. , It’s easy to find out the results of the student’s physical examination.

"Qian Xiaohao, really a sinister villain."

Shen Dapeng spit out lightly, and slowly took out the phone, "Hey, Sun Dapaozi? Do me a little favor..."

Hanging up the phone, looking at the originally misty horizon, he felt very happy, thinking about Qian Xiaohao, who was unfortunately shot and is about to become the new frontline figure, and smiled slightly.

Only then did Shen Dapeng discover that he was really not a good person, at least, not a good person.

At the entrance of the County No. 1 Middle School, a case was lying quietly on the conspicuous concrete floor. The breeze was blowing. The pages of the case were turned, the wind stopped, and the case returned to its original state.

"Damn, why, why? Last week, last week, last week, last week was the gate of the school we cleaned, and this week it's us again. We have seven members in our duty team. Do you split the job?"

A chubby classmate wriggled his big **** and walked towards the school gate. His face was full of reluctance. The bamboo broom in his hand swept the concrete floor without even bending his waist. Obviously he was Perfunctory.

But having said that, with his waist of more than three feet wide, it is estimated that he really can't bend.

"Fat, you just talk nonsense, our group is indeed seven people, but isn't it just that we are boys, men, pitiful and cherish jade, do more physical work, but can't be tired, do you have to let a few women? Sweeping the street in the wind and sun? Isn't it a man at all."

The boy next to Fat Fat is not considered thin, and is considered a slightly fatter type among people of the same age, but compared with Little Fat One, he is still relatively slim.

"Second Young Master, what you said is really nice. You should go to the class and say it in front of your classmates. Maybe any girl who doesn't open her eyes is moved. It's because you don't marry."

The chubby tone was full of jealousy and sarcasm, and he wondered whether it was the Second Young Master every time that the two of them played tricks, so they both came to clean the school gate, right?

"I've told you how many times, don't take a bite of a second youngest, the second youngest call me, people you know know that I am the second child at home, and those who don't know think I am..."

"What are you? What are you? The second child! Haha."

Fatty laughed and mocked.

"Fat pig head, you are the second child!"

The Er Shao's face flushed, and no one could hear him looking around, which only eased slightly, but the bamboo broom in his hand had already been patted towards the fat.

Jokes, crazy fights, playfulness, and a unique nickname, these are the most symbolic existences of the student era. People are in it and don't feel precious. After five years or ten years, they will often feel more empathetic.

"Oh, I wipe..."

The chubby physique was originally cumbersome, and he didn't know what was stepped on under his feet. When he slipped, he fell heavily on the ground. Fortunately, his belly was thick enough that he didn't hit his cheeks.

"Haha, retribution, deserve it, tell you to give me a nickname, God open your eyes!"

The Second Young Master laughed so proudly to the sky, standing in front of him with a big broom in his hand, very proud of him.

"Fuck off, God opened my eyes, I was slipped by this shit, who, so unethical, throwing rubbish..."

Fatty stood up awkwardly, then leaned over to pick up the paper notebook on the ground, "Huh? Case? Qian Xiaohao?"

"Qian Xiaohao? Which Qian Xiaohao? Was it during our senior high school physical examination~www.wuxiaspot.com~The guy in Class Seven who held the doctor's note in his hand and showed off the guy who didn't have to line up everywhere?"

The Second Young Master was also curious, so he leaned forward and wanted to reach out to take the case, but he was arched backwards a few steps by the chubby belly.

"I guess so, this case is in the school. It should be a member of our No. 1 Middle School. He is called Qian Xiaohao with such a disgusting name. It seems that he is the only one."

Fatty turned around and looked at the case. His eyes narrowed because of being overweight, but gradually widened, blinking, showing excitement.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he looked at it again, "Second Young Master, come and have a look, Qian Xiaohao, 18 years old, with dermatitis."

The chubby tone emphasized the three words ‘foreskin inflammation\’, but the second master was a little at a loss, "foreskin inflammation? What disease? Contagious skin disease?"

"NONO, haha."

Fatty looked at the crotch of the Second Young Master with a smirk. The Second Younger knew for a moment that it was definitely not a good disease. Taking advantage of the fatness, he grabbed the case in his hand, "Foreskinitis, etiology, unclean self-defense... …"