Chapter 131

Feng Luo is a freshman in senior high school. He lives in Beijing. His grades are average, his appearance is average, and his stature is average. He is addicted to the second dimension, but his family is very rich.

During the winter vacation, the family hired a tutor for him.

At first, he actually refused. He was already so busy in high school. Who can stand another tutor?

However, when he saw the teacher and looked at the high sweater, he didn't object. Who can stand it~

The tutor is the daughter of a colleague of Feng Luo's mother. The two families have a good relationship, and even invite her to spend the new year at home.

Later, he learned that the teacher was a single parent family. Her father worked outside during the new year, so he was alone at home every new year.

On the first day of the new year, their family went out to pay New Year's greetings. When they came back in the evening, they saw the teacher sitting alone in front of the piano. He suddenly felt very distressed.

Feng Luo suddenly remembered that a while ago, in a group called "secondary salted fish concentration camp", an administrator mentioned a website called "God's prank".

He was also one of the administrators of this group. At that time, he joked that the link must be a pile of yellow pictures.

But then a group member said that she had tried, and the website was actually true.

Fengluo was skeptical, chatted privately with the group of members and asked about the website.

Then he logged in to "God's prank" according to the instructions of his friends.

The picture of the teacher's father was found in her circle of friends, and his foothold was taken out of her mouth. Finally, he chose the executive officer "Xiaoyue" recommended by the group of friends.

A few days later, he learned from his mother that the teacher's father was beaten all over his face.

He was happy at that time. Of course, he had to hold it on the surface. He comforted the teacher, and then turned back to give the roaring moon a set of "5-star praise + reward" combo.

"Old man, dare to make my wife cry, this is the price!"

It was the second year of middle school that he had the audacity to call his teacher "wife" in his heart.

The teacher still spent the Lantern Festival with their family.

Fengluo originally held a bowl of glutinous rice balls for the teacher to eat. As a result, as soon as he came in front of her, he sneezed and added a big material to the glutinous rice balls.

It's embarrassing.

"I'll change a bowl for you." he hurried back.

"Wait a minute!" the teacher shouted to him, then took out a handkerchief and wiped his face. "There is heating at home. Don't run outside, or you'll catch a cold easily."

Feng Luo, who was treated so gently, nodded. In fact, there was a villain in in his heart.

Her handkerchief! It's her handkerchief! Her hand touched my face! Yeah! Yeah! Oh yeah!]

In the rear, fengluo's mother was whispering to fengluo's father, "my child, his father, it seems that I have a head. My plan has succeeded!"

"Lao Jin will beat you if he knows when he comes back."

"It's all right. I'm a woman. He doesn't dare. At most, he beats you."

“……”

After changing a bowl of new dumplings, the four sat around in front of the TV to watch the Lantern Festival party.

But the programs of the main TV station are more and more out of touch with the times. It's really boring to watch. After a while, my father couldn't help changing channels.

"Are we old? Now these things are made for young people?"

"Dad, I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about young people. We won't like this kind of thing."

When it was transferred to xiakong stage, it happened that the sketch "selling abductions" was staged.

"Big flicker... Big flicker..."

"Hmm?" when I heard this line, I immediately thought of the short story that teacher qinger put on the microblog.

In fact, he has an unknown identity, that is, the reminder Party of the dance teacher. If he has nothing to do, he likes to go to the microblog of the two teachers to urge more. Of course, sometimes typing fast will also become root blowing. It's all about input methods.

Fengluo's father was about to continue changing channels. Fengluo quickly stopped him: "wait a minute, look at this?"

"Is this interesting?"

"I think so."

Feng Luo was not sure. While watching sketches with his family, he turned on his mobile phone and @ everyone in the group.

"Come out, look at Xia Kong station. The cartoon of dance teacher is on TV!"

There will be an immediate reply below.

"Shit! Really! I thought this cartoon was like a sketch. I didn't expect someone to play it."

"Hey, hey, you all watch in front of the TV. I just sit under the stage and watch the scene."

"Lying in the trough! Big man, beef beer! You don't need to blow a cow."

"I don't believe it. I was just photographed on the camera."

……

Feng Luo took a subconscious look at TV and happened to turn to the picture of audience applause.

"Shit!" he saw the teacher's father sitting in the front row. The bruise on his face was absolutely not wrong.

At this time, the teacher next to him looked at him suspiciously: "do you know my father, too?"

"No, I don't know. I said I was comfortable leaning on the sofa."

……

Although the ratings of the Lantern Festival Gala are not as good as those of the Spring Festival Gala, and it is still a local TV station, abduction has aroused a certain range of discussion.

This is not limited to the second dimension. This sketch is really interesting. Even older people will like it very much.

And those who know the comics, whenever they hear someone talking about "selling abductions", they will proudly approach them: "you don't know, in fact, this sketch is adapted from the comics." they pretend to be a wave of force.

……

"You don't know, this sketch is actually..."

"The cartoon was adapted, I know," Qin Yuyao said to his classmates. "I also drew part of the cartoon."

"Shit! That Wangshu is really you!" the classmate exclaimed, "I always thought it was just like you."

Qin Yuyao picked up the juice, then pulled down her scarf and took a sip. She didn't say much.

What did sister Simon say? Oh, invisible force, the most deadly.

It has been half a month since she returned to her hometown. The relatives she should visit have finished long ago. Now she is called out by junior middle school students to hold a classmate meeting.

This winter, she wore a knitted hat, a scarf pulled high under her nose, and a pair of glasses with no lenses and black frames. Generally, she really didn't recognize that she was the cartoonist Wangshu.

But she didn't hide it. It spread all over the students at once.

"Qin Yuyao, are you really a cartoonist?" several people gathered around.

"I remember you used to be the bottom of art classes with me. Where did you make up classes after nine years of compulsory education?"

"What are you doing with such a tight bag? Are your photos P's? How can they be so beautiful."

"Yes, yes, all old classmates. Let's have a look, but your skin is really good."

……

Qin Yuyao half pushed and took away the scarf and spectacle frame. The air in the private room of KTV suddenly fell into silence, as if the waiter suddenly came in.