820: C820 A Joke

C820 A Joke

Since we're all old acquaintances, there's nothing to be restrained about. In addition, I'm handsome, cheerful, and cheerful at the table, and very soon, the atmosphere was stirred up.

While the wine was still in high spirits, everyone requested for everyone to tell a joke. Those who were unable to tell the joke would be punished with wine.

As I am the main character of the banquet, I will be the first to tell the story.

I thought for a moment and said - -

Sitting on the fast bus home, the air conditioner was very high, and the car was stable and fast, so it was very comfortable. All the red men and green women in the car were exhausted as they fell onto their seats.

Pu...!

In a daze, everyone was woken up by an extremely vicious and stuffy fart.

Everyone frowned at first, but soon, someone covered their noses and noses with all their might.

When the concentration of the fart became higher and higher, everyone began to stir, and they fiercely exchanged blows. They looked at each other!

Someone tried to open the window to breathe, but to their despair, they found that it was completely futile, because the window was closed.

Everyone in the car was challenging their tolerance limit.

Finally, a student could not hold it in anymore and shouted, "Stop the car! I want to get down!"

The driver said, "The highway can't be stopped!"

The student shouted again, "Please, I really can't hold it in anymore!"

The driver still ignored him.

Finally, the student shouted, "Then you can't blame me anymore. I'm going to make a sound!"

Spurt! Spurt!

A loud fart exploded in the carriage like thunder.

For a moment, the stench was so strong that it caused one to complain incessantly.

The driver was also badly smoked, and he hurriedly parked the car in an emergency lane, letting everyone get out of the car to breathe.

...

This story was simply too ingenious.

Just as I finished speaking, the beauties laughed so hard that they bent forward and back.

After spitting out a mouthful of wine, Wenn Xin smiled and asked:

"No more?"

"No more." I could not help but laugh and said, "Next, it is your turn."

Wenn Xin controlled her laughter and held back her laughter. After that, she took a sip of the drink and began to talk.

At an engagement banquet, the young miss hoped to leave a good impression on her fiancé's family and friends.

She came out solemnly and greeted the guests with a smile. She accidentally tripped on the table and fell to the ground.

His fiancé was anxious and wanted to help her up. She turned around and got up from the ground and said loudly:

"Gentlemen, how about the martial arts I perform for you?"

Everyone pursed their lips and smiled.

...

This story was not funny at all but it could be seen that Wenn Xin was a very quick-witted girl. I took the lead to applaud and Lu Jia and Liao Change also started to applaud.

Following which, I turned my gaze to Lu Jia and said:

"Beauty, it is your turn now!"

Lu Jia considered for a moment and narrated -

In class, the teacher stood on the podium and asked a student sitting in the classroom:

"Xiaoming, use the word 'as expected' to make a sentence."

Xiaoming thought for a while and said, "Eat the water 'fruit' first, then drink the soda after 'Ran'..."

The teacher corrected him, "No, no, we can't separate the word 'fruit' from the word Ran !"

Xiaoming smiled and said, "Teacher, don't worry, I haven't finished yet. The whole sentence is... eat the fruit first, then drink the soda, as expected, diarrhea."

...

After Lu Jia finished speaking, she was the first to laugh.

I smiled and raised my hand to mumble a few times. Then, my gaze fell on Liao Change. She looked at me with a smile and said,

"Old classmate, it's your turn to tell the last joke. Don't disappoint everyone, okay?"

"Of course!"

Liao Change smiled mysteriously and began to tell the story -

When they were in the first grade of elementary school, the teacher arranged for a beautiful little girl to be deskmates with a little boy.

The little girl was chubby, her skin was tender, her white skin was red, her eyes were big, her nose was tall, and her face was red. She looked like a mixed-blood, and she looked very cute.

When the little boy saw that she was very beautiful, he thought of ways to strike up a conversation with her. If he did not use a eraser, it meant that he did not put in much effort in class, and the teacher would not do the homework, so he asked her for guidance.

However, the little girl showed a cold look in front of him. She always ignored him and even drew a line with a chalk on their desk. No one could cross it.

The little boy always felt that his hot face was stuck to her cold butt. He felt extremely wronged and awkward.

After touching her nose a few times, the little boy became disheartened and no longer took the initiative to look for her. The little boy also no longer talked to her.

One day during class, when all the students in the class stood up and saluted to the teacher, the little boy took the opportunity to pull the little girl's stool away. The little girl fell onto the ground and fell into a large somersault.

When the teacher saw this, he hurriedly helped the little girl up from the ground and scolded the little boy. The little boy was not convinced and kicked the teacher.

The teacher was in so much pain that he squatted on the ground.

After a while, the teacher stood up from the ground and chased the little boy out of the classroom.

Since then, the teacher looked down on him. The students in the class also looked down on her. The little girl didn't even look at him. From time to time, she would look at him with disdain.

Even so, the little boy still didn't give up on paying attention to her and following her determination.

One day, the little boy used a sharp fruit knife and squatted in the male toilet. He dug a hole in the wall and peeped at the little girl who was squatting in the female toilet.2

When the little girl discovered it, she cried out loudly.

The little boy was immediately caught by the students in the male restroom and was sent to the teacher's office.

...

"F * ck, isn't she talking about what happened when we were classmates?" My heart tightened.

I thought of that time when I peeped on her in the male toilet and was caught by my classmates in the teacher's office. The teacher in charge asked her parents to go to school to get her, but my mother took me home. The scene of her beating me up made me blush, and I wished I could find a hole to hide in.

I saw Liao Chang'e looking at me with a mocking expression and preparing to continue, so I hurriedly stopped her. "You're telling a story, not a joke. Alcohol penalty!"

As she spoke, she raised her wine cup and prepared to drink it. She wanted to use this to conceal her nervousness.

Wenn Xin seemed to have noticed some clues from Liao Change and I's expressions. She smiled and asked, "Lee Xiangyang, the mischievous little boy Manager Liao was talking about, it shouldn't be you, right?"

"That's right. Why do I feel that the little boy is more and more compatible with your personality?" Lu Jia follows along and jeers.

"No... No, of course not." As I said that, I gave Liao Chang'e a look and thought, Is this woman's brain short-circuited or something? Why did she dig up the past when she was young?"

Seeing that I was a little unhappy, Liao Chang'e hurriedly took the wine cup from me.

" Alright, I accept my punishment. "Liao Change blew the wine in the cup dry in one breath, wiped her mouth, and said with a smile," I fabricated this story. How could such a naughty little boy be Lee Xiangyang? "

These words have finally helped me regain my face, causing my tensed nerves to relax.

Chirp! Chirp!

Suddenly, the phone in my pocket vibrated twice.

I took out my phone and saw that it was a special number. Then, I said to the beauties, "I have some matters to attend to. Please wait for a moment!"

After saying that, I got up and left the private room.

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