Chapter 134 It's a bit expensive

The new week is coming in the blink of an eye, although today is already Tuesday...

For Wower, the routine maintenance on Tuesday is the beginning of a new week. The new week represents a new CD, a new military rank, a new equipment... No matter what, it will make people feel a little excited, but this week's messaging made me very upset

I was woken up by the phone early in the morning. I opened my eyes and looked at the watch on the wall. I took my phone at less than five o'clock. It turned out that it was the "squad leader" who called me. My thoughts were immediately messed up in the wind. I couldn't understand why this pretender who had been fucked hard by me was calling me. However, when I heard his cautious tone, I knew that it was not because this guy suddenly became firm and planned to seek revenge on me, but because I really had to look for me if I had something to do.

I don't like this guy's personality, so I naturally don't bother to get close to him. After some false and polite conspiracy, I got to the point. The class leader was quite embarrassed by me. He said a few words to me and hurriedly hung up the phone, saying that the tutor had a topic that he needed to study with me...

I laughed at that time. This shameless reason is really a fool for my father.

But I felt relieved when I put down the phone. How could the ** mentors in the past be ordinary people? They can cheat and be so dedicated. They started to send people to call me before five o'clock. Isn't the meaning very obvious...

I have plenty of time, I'll buy some good things, I'll do

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I was speechless about Old Man Lin's various Smithar incidents. I have always been confused. Why is Old Man Lin able to hold the title of Chinese and English professors, and can also become an international trade law lecturer at Shangda University. This old man who exudes a strong sense of silly aura is simply a strange flower in the teaching world.

When I met him for the first time, I almost got a heart attack...

That day was the first day of the department's open class. Mr. Lin was wearing a straight new gray suit, and his hair was combed very brightly, looking very energetic. He explained his identity after a few nutritious introductions, which disappointed the young and girls.

That day, the teaching content of this course is even more inconceivable than that of Mazhe. The textbook makes people fall in love with it and want to talk to Zhou Gong. But this subject, which gives people a sense of "deepness", became much vulgar after processing by Old Man Lin.

Yes, it is a vulgar and popular vulgar

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The old man's teaching style is too yin and he always uses some terms that easily cause ambiguity to seduce everyone's interest. After teaching the open class for less than ten minutes, I suddenly heard him say loudly: "... According to different standards, we can divide bl into the following situations - such as cleaning bl and not cleaning bl..."

I suddenly lost all sleepiness, thinking that this was the scene of my sister and the others' "**Fan Interaction Meeting". When I looked up, I saw that the people in the classroom were rumbling through the textbooks, and the beautiful girl at the same table even changed her eyes.

In order to respond to the trend, I also flipped it symbolically... But maybe because of my slow movement, I was caught by Old Man Lin and walked over to click on my book with the instruction stick. I asked me with a grin: "Let me tell me, what are the criteria for distinguishing whether BL is clean?"

I froze... The Lushan Waterfall was sweating and wondering if I had used a condom...

Seeing me as dumbfounded, Old Man Lin patted my shoulder and asked me to sit down, and said disdainfully: "I think you don't even know what BL is."

A great shame and a great shame and a great shame and a great shame. I am a damn wolf that has been polluted for seven or eight years. I was actually said in public that I didn’t know that BL was about to tell me, but Old Man Lin had already winked and announced the answer.

Correct answer: bl is actually ing, that is, bill of lading.

The standard for distinguishing whether bl is clean (cleanbl※uncleanbl) is to see whether the carrier has annotated the bill of lading.

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Fuck

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After that, things developed a little more than I imagined. I just received the torture of "Lin's International Trade Law". I think the second ancient literature class should be able to relax. Generally speaking, at least half of the tutors who gave this kind of literature class were beauties.

After ten minutes of rest during the break, I looked at the door with expectant eyes, and finally I saw Old Man Lin wearing a bright yellow Tang suit continue to appear in my sight...

Damn this life has abandoned me

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I can no longer describe the vulgar process of the whole class. The three words "Old Man Lin" have engraved the "vulgar" comments in my impression label. However, what makes me more gratified is that Comrade Lao Lin's ideological awareness is basically the same level as me, and the normal texts are still quite serious. However, when he encounters the historical plots and ancient poems that are easy to cause association, his explanations are a little bit like what you like...

Some of the things that followed were easy to understand. Two literary youths with the same number of psychological Transformers naturally hit it off. They had reached the level of "separate and vague" within two weeks, so they naturally drank a lot of this wine.

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My friend Bei'er kissed me. I have never contacted Mr. Lin for more than half a month after I disappeared from school. Yamaguchi Yama is such a fucking game. I can even forget my girlfriend when I play it, let alone this kind of old glass with chicken skin and crane hair.

Old Man Lin knew my background very well. He knew that it was not very meaningful to not attend this class, so he simply wrote a big pen and directly criticized it. I sent someone to call me so early today. I naturally felt like a mirror in my heart about this. The old man who was used to cheating me and hadn't seen me for half a month. The wine bug in his stomach probably had rebelled, so he sent the "Squad Leader" to give me an "invitation".

When a person is drifting in school, how can he not be killed? Establishing a good relationship with the professor is something that every student with a little motivated mind should do. No matter whether the process and purpose are pure or not, they are at least tens of thousands of times better than those who are just waiting to die.

Fortunately, Lao Lintou is not much the same as the "professor" in my mind. He is not very interested in the chrysanthemums and laurels of young girls. I just don't have much psychological pressure if I drink a meal. Now that I have money, I don't use ordinary subsidies to cheat people. Qingdao is close to Jimo Yellow Brewery, so it's not a hard work to take a car to carry a bucket of new brews. In this way, I have an explanation to Lao Lintou.

Since I got mixed up with Lao Lintou, my taste has changed a little. I feel so comfortable to warm a glass of old wine with an alcohol lamp on a winter night. Many people are not used to drinking the flavor of rice wine. It is a big factor that can't control the time of boiling wine. In addition, the strong momentum of rice wine is too strong, and wine bugs born after the 1980s basically don't like to get involved in this.

I prefer the smell of rice wine. The overflowing aroma of wine is simply unexciting. Although it is slightly bitter in the mouth, the lingering fragrance that lingers between the lips and teeth is endless aftertaste. As soon as I put on my clothes and walked out of the dormitory, I began to reminisce about the smell of new wine. The fresh aroma of wine is even more fascinating than aging.

Jimo's old wine is not as famous as Shaoxing wine, but the taste is absolutely OK. In addition, it is more convenient to drink new wine. Anyway, I have a good taste.

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A taxi was stopped at the entrance of the business school, and after making a promise to not let him go, he promised to let him go. The driver happily invited me into the car. Most taxis on medium and long distances don't like to run. If you put the empty car on the return trip, you will have to use your own money and time, but chartering a car is much better, which is equivalent to making two money for one job, and a fool will not do it.

In addition to liking money on the price, most taxi drivers in Qingdao are still quite enthusiastic. The drivers who took me to work are about 40 years old, with a smile on their faces and are chatty. Maybe because of the tourist attractions, taxi drivers in Qingdao like to speak Mandarin, and the standard "Qingpu" made me die...

I really don't understand that it is necessary to communicate with two locals in a weird tone in "Mandarin"? But the driver is dedicated. Even if I seduced him with Qingdao dialect for a long time, I could not lead him back to the "right path". I couldn't help but complain, is this guy who usually speaks at home?

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I spent nearly two hours back and forth, mainly because the winery was delayed a little while. After rushing back to Qingdao, the taxi accompanied me to visit Jiashike and selected a few side dishes for wine. This semi-sweet wine-making, paired with some chicken and duck meat, was very good at flavor. I picked some side dishes such as fennel beans and tofu, and I bought them all.

The driver enthusiastically helped me hold my luggage. This train was too profitable. It was almost more than 300 yuan for me to take me back and forth. The taxi for medium and long distances was not cheap, and the return trip had not been empty. This trip was at least half the net profit.

After cleaning everything, the taxi started to return to the business school. The driver looked at the wine barrel with a pink bow in my arms and smiled quite wretchedly, "Brother? Are you planning to buy it with your girlfriend?"

I smiled without any objection. These old men from Jimo Huangjiu winery are professional. I said that I could just get a bucket of new brews for me, but they had a bow on the plastic bucket very professionally. Maybe they thought the bucket was too ugly, so they could just pack it with a bow...

The driver smiled thoughtfully and smacked his lips, "To be honest, there are indeed many beauties in your business school..."

I laughed, this is the truth. I still want to brag about it, but the driver's comment kicked me into the bottomless abyss.

“…it’s just a bit expensive…”

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Just a bit expensive

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