131. Chapter 131 It seems that I am tired of long poses
"That's right, and this has basically become a social phenomenon. Isn't there an article on the Internet recently saying that Chinese men are not worthy of Chinese women..."
"The person who wrote this article is definitely a woman, and she is also a serious admirer of foreigners. Most likely, she has watched too many foreign gun movies, and when she sees foreign devils, she wants to kneel down and lick them..."
Liang Sanbo was extremely indignant about the views of this article at the beginning, and he is still filled with righteous indignation after talking about it many days later.
"Hold it, it seems that the building is starting to show signs of crookedness..."
Zhao Yingjun hurriedly reminded him that although he didn't mind the drama, he was still more worried about his own happiness and even sexual happiness at the moment.
Li Mengnan nodded and told Zhao Yingjun to be calm and calm, he could control the rhythm.
When brothers chat with each other, it’s normal to say three sentences, but being too formal will make it look strange.
"In the final analysis, when getting along with women, don't be too superstitious about appearance, wealth and talent. Women who only value the first three points are not worth pursuing. In their eyes, you can only be a backup at best.
Tire, maybe even the spare tire can't fit on the wheel, it's just a jack.
When everything falls flat, character is the key to determining a girl's final choice."
"Isn't this...a bit alarmist? Why do I feel like it's not the case at all?"
It's rare for Gao Dingtian to get a word in. Although this guy is not an introvert, he doesn't like to talk much because of his accent. During the bedroom talks, he spends most of his time playing the role of a listener. Occasionally, he plays the role of a listener.
"Uh-huh" sounds a few times to create a sense of presence.
Speaking of love, this guy is not much better than Zhao Yingjun. Although his emotional intelligence is enough, his appearance is really a bit deceptive - think about it, a two-meter tall man looks like a Godzilla, timid.
The girls who clicked it will be scared to cry just by looking at him. Without Ultraman's two moments, who would dare to touch the spark of love with this big guy?
According to Liang Sanbo, the models don't match either.
Although Liang Sanbo repeatedly emphasized that the so-called model refers to body type, no one in the entire dormitory wanted to believe that he could be so pure...
"Isn't there a saying that girls are not cute because they are beautiful, but they are beautiful because they are cute? In turn, this sentence is also applicable to men." Li Mengnan said lightly, "The influence of personality on the other person is subtle, and it belongs to
Water grinding skills, pay attention to the natural results..."
"Wukong, if you don't play tricks on people like this, you have said so much, but it can be summed up in two words - no chance."
Zhao Yingjun expressed strong protest and condemnation to Li Mengnan's unreasonableness. The prerequisite for grinding kung fu is that they are willing to let you grind, but with Zhao Yingjun's conditions, he was basically killed at the first level of the meeting, and then... there would definitely be nothing more.
"Don't you call yourself the most prodigal son of Tunghai University? There is no senior sister you can't seduce and no junior sister you can't push down?"
Li Mengnan dug his ears and looked at Liang Sanbo teasingly.
No matter when I say it, this title is full of unspeakable vulgarity.
"I am a prodigal, not a God." Liang Sanbo spread his hands to Zhao Yingjun, who looked up at him with watery eyes at 45 degrees, expressing his powerlessness.
"The only way to save the country is by taking a curveball."
Li Mengnan sighed. It was not to blame that Liang Sanbo was not loyal enough. Zhao Yingjun's personal conditions were indeed not strong enough.
"I don't know why, but I feel disgusted when I hear it."
Liang Sanbo gave a thumbs up and slapped his ass in flattery, but looking at his expression, you could tell that he didn't believe that Li Mengnan could carve Zhao Yingjun's piece of rotten wood into a work of art in a short period of time.
"Then what should we do?" Zhao Yingjun didn't believe it either. He asked such a question more like treating a dead horse as a living horse.
"The great leader taught us that when our strength is still very weak, the fundamental way to victory is to encircle the city from the countryside... Since direct contact with the other party is not possible, then start with the friends around her. Friends of friends are friends. When she
If your friend accepts your existence, she must also accept your existence."
"The legendary Little Red Book can also be used as a guide to love? That's awesome..." Liang Sanbo almost knelt down on the spot.
"The truth is the same, love itself can be regarded as a war."
Love is something that only those involved are obsessed with, and it is clear to the beholder. Although Li Mengnan has never been in love, he still has quite a wealth of theoretical knowledge.
After all, magicians' profession is to manipulate people's hearts. As long as the matter has nothing to do with themselves, it is easy to get to the point of the problem.
"The idea is a good one. The problem is that making friends with the girl's friends is not much easier than making friends with the girl directly."
Liang Sanbo curled his lips, still not optimistic about this plan.
Of course, most of them are not optimistic about Zhao Yingjun's execution ability.
Zhao Yingjun nodded obediently, obviously agreeing with Liang Sanbo's judgment of him.
"If you can't do it, it doesn't mean that others can't do it. Haven't you heard that there is a kind of group friendship in the university called dormitory friendship?" Li Mengnan smiled and shook his finger and threw out the answer, "This is not difficult for the number one prodigal in our dormitory.
Right? So, handsome, your happiness will probably still fall on Sanbo..."
Zhao Yingjun was overjoyed when he heard this. He looked up at the watery forty-five angles again, which made Liang Sanbo feel chills. He quickly jumped to the side and rubbed the goosebumps on his arms and said: "Don't look at me like that, it makes you look like you are going to
It's like you're trying to stir up trouble... I'll just help you. I'll find out which dormitory your dream lover is in later. If there's a beautiful girl, I'll catch a rabbit and solve my personal problem."
After chatting for a while about the topic of dormitory friendship, Liang Sanbo picked up the guitar and strummed a few chords, raised his head and said: "Youngjun, who said I would create conditions for you, but with your current low profile and no sense of existence,
Your character is probably useless, so I think you'd better make some noise to deepen others' impression of you..."
"Like running naked?" Gao Dingtian is also a very sinister person at heart.
"This is a good idea, simple and crude, I like it." Liang Sanbo clapped his hands in praise.
"Don't talk nonsense, talk about the key points."
Li Mengnan felt that it was necessary to stand up and regulate speech, otherwise these two guys would definitely continue the topic of streaking and forget about poor Zhao Yingjun.
Zhao Yingjun's weak existence has always been reflected in this way.
Liang Sanbo's idea is actually very simple. In one sentence, it is to let Zhao Yingjun show his face in front of everyone. Even if he doesn't stand out, at least he will look familiar. At least when he makes an introduction in the dormitory in the future, he can say, "This is the original time."
"The person who did XX things at XX time and place" can deepen the other person's psychological impression and at least have a common topic when striking up a conversation.
The current welcome party is obviously the best stage for display.
Liang Sanbo originally intended to ask Zhao Yingjun to sing a duet with him, and even the song was selected, which was the song "Old Boy" by the Chopstick Brothers. However, the tragic discovery was made during the actual harmonization. With Zhao Yingjun's intonation, even "Nunchaku"
He can't even sing, so he's the kind of super tone-deaf person who can't even speak out of tune as long as he follows the music.
Do you want Zhao Yingjun to dance with you...
As soon as this idea came up, Liang Sanbo strangled him to death - it was too nonsense, he was taking the route of a campus love song prince, and Zhao Yingjun could only sing children's songs instead.
"Perform magic."
Li Mengnan suddenly said.
On the one hand, he helped his bedmate, but mainly because he couldn't stand the noise they made... Liang Sanbo, the so-called prince of love songs, was actually just a second-hand man. Apart from singing out of tune, he was no better than Zhao Yingjun.
Where to go.
"Magic? Isn't this... too high-powered?"
It’s no wonder that the three animals showed inexplicable surprised expressions at the same time. When it comes to performances, the lowest threshold has always been singing. Basically, anyone can pick up a microphone and roar twice. Otherwise, KTV would not be popular around the world and become a universal entertainment activity for mankind.
Its influence is much greater than that of square dancing.
Secondly, there are language programs, such as crosstalk, sketches, book review, and allegro. In addition to requiring some acting skills, basically just memorizing the lines is enough.
Speaking of magic, although it has begun to decline under the impact of more and more program formats in recent years, it still gives people a high-end and classy feeling because of its mysterious characteristics and visual tension that ordinary programs cannot match.
One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage.
This sentence is not something I say casually. Although Liang Sanbo sings very amateurishly, he actually learned vocal music from a professional teacher. After several years of singing, he barely managed to break away from the KTV singing level.
Only he himself knows the hard work involved.
Although he didn't know much about magic, he also knew that magic, like acrobatics, was a profession that required demanding skills. Even after practicing the most common card magic for ten years, he didn't dare to call himself a master. He wanted to master it in just a few days.
To create a decent magic show inside is simply a fantasy.
After all, unlike ordinary performances such as songs and dances, magic performances either succeed or fail, and there is absolutely no middle stage that can be compromised.
"Wait a minute, you said you want Yingjun to perform magic? You know magic?"
Except for the time when he helped his mother raise money on the pedestrian street, Li Mengnan has rarely done any serious performances since he came to Sanshan City. In school, he is as low-key as an ordinary person. Therefore, even Liang Sanbo, who has been living with him for almost a month, and others
The three of them were completely unaware of his identity as a magician.
When they had a drinking contest with Shi Taishan, the three of them all thought that he was born with a good capacity for drinking.
Li Mengnan smiled noncommittally, and stretched out the five fingers of his right hand to the side.
Just when the other three people were confused by his action, an empty mineral water bottle that was thrown on the ground by someone suddenly moved horizontally and flew upside down into Li Mengnan's hands in the blink of an eye.
"Damn it! You scared me to death! Are you doing **** bah! Star-absorbing magic?"
"Master! Please accept my knee!"
Li Mengnan ignored the excited shouting of the three animals and calmly unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, set it up and tapped it rhythmically on the mouth of the bottle.
Bang!
On the third tap, the red bottle cap fell completely into the transparent bottle body.
The three animals stopped barking at that time, and the six eyeballs almost fell in along with the bottle cap.
"Do you think I can do magic now?"
Li Mengnan casually threw the bottle to the three of them, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.