I found a 6-foot-tall Zheng San with a wide waist. He has been selling batter in the town for three generations. male
To shout: "drink batter porridge!" " "Fiona Fang can be heard for miles. Secretary pulls Zheng San, affectionately said
He said, "Zheng San, our commander Wei is dead, and a memorial service will be held soon. Please shout to him. "
Number, how about it? "
Zheng Sanlian shook his head and said, "No! No way! I won't shout slogans. "
"Oh, I teach you, it's not difficult at all. Call, we will never treat you badly. " The secretary released Zheng San.
It's getting tighter and tighter.
"I have a bad brain and can't remember." "Just one sentence: Wei Biao is immortal, remember?"
Zheng San repeated it several times and nodded and said, "OK, remember!" "
The memorial service began. When it was his turn to shout slogans, Zheng San shouted, "Wei Biao won't die!" " "
Hearing this, the secretary was terrible. Why did he lose his "spirit" and quickly reminded Zheng San: "There is still essence.
Oh, my god "
Zheng San immediately shouted: "Oh, there is spirit!"
The secretary was in a hurry and stamped her foot: damn it, scream! "Zheng San shouted:" Drink batter porridge-"