Chapter 606

In order to commemorate his rite of passage, Jia Junzi has set up that he must meet you on time at midnight this evening. Midnight is midnight that night, which is zero. It's a dead thing... It's going to be a live poem at midnight

Generally speaking, no one will go to such a situation, but otherwise, at 12 o'clock, the town is full of lights. Even all kinds of firecrackers, gongs and drums are chirping. In this case, if you want to sleep, it is basically impossible.

As the overlord of the town, Jiayun is really powerful. As long as he wants these people to come out, no one dares to stay at home.

But this kind of power is driven by money. Besides, it's all kinds of delicious food. Why do you hide at home?

Anyway, today, almost all the people in the town came out, and the most dignified people in the city were gathered in front of the back palace of the hypocrite.

There is a very large grandstand, which is 100 meters high. It looks like jade. At the same time, it is decorated with all kinds of gold and diamonds, which is very luxurious. Even those rich people can't help feeling shocked when they see it.

However, such a stand is just a place for Jia Junzi to write poems. But his luxury is not comparable to a poem.

On one corner of the grandstand, there are several seats which are more expensive than the Dragon chair. There are more than ten people sitting on them. They are the big figures in this town. At the same time, Jia Yun is also sitting in the middle.

At this time, Jia Yun was very old. Although he was only 60 or 70 years old, he looked as if he was going to die at any time, but he was smiling.

Sitting next to him is the younger main room. He has hardly changed in recent years. His luxurious clothes add to his noble spirit. The two of them sit together, not like husband and wife, but like father and daughter.

"Hahaha, master Jia, I heard that your son is going to write poems this time. I think all the latest articles will be published. So far, I haven't forgotten that song. It's really deep in my heart." A fat merchant next to Jia Yun. He said with a compliment.

"It's just my work, it's just my work. It's all written casually by dogs. Don't make too much publicity." Jia Yun also knows that those poems are definitely not elegant, but after walking in the shopping mall for so many years, he naturally is extremely smooth and accepts them with an open mind.

"It's not my work... If it's my work, is there any poet in the world?" This fat merchant is still flattering. All his businesses are controlled by Jia Yun. Naturally, he doesn't dare to offend.

Jia Yun wanted to laugh, but he didn't laugh. Although he was still energetic, her body was no longer good. Over the years, she has been living in pain. Perhaps, the only belief in this world is to have a look at her son!

"The poem written by Mr. Ling is a real masterpiece. I heard one of it, and I was shocked." At this time, another man came from behind. If his bald head is here, it's easy to recognize that this is the disciple of Dr. Xu 15 years ago. Now he has replaced Dr. Xu and become the most powerful doctor in this town.

However, what's surprising is the rumor about Dr. Xu that he is still in a quiet place. At that time, he was 70 or 80 years old. Now, there is still a gap of 15 years. It seems that she is nearly 100 years old.

However, there must be no doubt about this for bald people. After all, this is a story world, and the last boss absolutely exists. If doctor Xu comes out at this time. Hum ha ha, remember to juggle for a while, which is understandable.

And this disciple came to today's position, also saw a lot of darkness, the whole person is not before, the kind of Green Pheasant only for medical students, society is like a big dye vat, can make any color repeatedly dripping.

"Yes, yes. What the doctor said is very true. " Over the years, the relationship between Jia Yun and Dr. Xu is still very close. Therefore, for this proud disciple of doctor Xu, Jia Yun naturally can't treat others as coldly.

Just as they were chatting, the midnight bell began to ring. I usually work as a part-time worker, but today I want to highlight such an agenda. Therefore, in the time of midnight, percussion music is configured throughout the whole process.

The sound of various gongs and horns is deafening. Most abruptly, there is a team of zither players in the stands.

Guzheng is still very difficult to learn here. Generally, without ten or eight years of practice, I'm embarrassed to go out and talk about it. But I invited so many people all at once, 20 or 30 people. It can be seen how big their handwriting is.

The music of Guzheng lies in its freshness and elegance, which is very touching. When it is played, the hearts of the people on the field seem to have calmed down, and the sound of the trumpets around them seems to have disappeared. They are all enjoying this wonderful music.

In this jingling Guzheng music, the door of the harem is slowly opened. If there is no accident, it should be the protagonist of today, Jia Junzi.

Everyone is looking forward to it. The beautiful women's scream group, which has already been paid for, is ready to go. As soon as Jia Junzi comes out, he will face applause and scream.

Indeed, a man came out behind the door, but the most eye-catching one was the round bald head like an electric light bulb.

This person is no other than a hypocrite. The first thing a bald man does after he knows he is attached is to shave himself bald. For this kind of hairstyle, he has a special hobby.

People outside all of a sudden opened their eyes, even the scream group did not seem to scream, staring at this person. In this dynasty, the arrangement of hair style is very traditional and strict. It's really inappropriate to shave your head so casually.

"Gentleman? What are you doing? How angry became a bald... "Jia Yun rubbed his old eyes, looked at Jia junzi, and then said," madam, do you think this is a gentleman... How can it become like this? "

The main room next to him was also frightened. He wanted to have a cup of tea, but now he held the cup in his hand, but he didn't move. To tell you the truth, originally this gentleman Jia was quite handsome, but when he was bareheaded, he suddenly became a * image.

However, she doesn't care about her bald head at all, because she knows that Jia Junzi's greatest ability is to act. Even if she does, people are looking back on her usual style., It won't make any difference, so he walked out quickly, "let me kiss me for the hand some..."

These words, although the people on the field do not understand, but look at his mutual action, it is very helpful. But no one said anything, they are still immersed in this disgusting hairstyle!

To tell you the truth, shaved head is really a bad hairstyle. There are many male stars. It's because a shaved head destroys everything, but it's probably the best way to test the face value. But now this bald head is obviously very disgusting.

"Why, don't you know me? I'm Jia, Jun and Zi. " Bald at this time is still a pair of arrogant appearance, at the scene of people shouting, just like he won the five million lottery.

In fact, he doesn't want to be bald. In this way, there are many flaws. However, he can't stand the feeling of wearing his hair on his head, so he can only shave it and cooperate with it. The protagonist's usual form can only create so many situations.

"Gentleman? How did you become such an appearance... "Jia Yun looked at Jia junzi, almost choked speechless, and even suspected that this was his own son? But the blood test is right.

"My father is like this. Recently, someone said that your son I am not handsome, and that man is a monk. He said that I am not as handsome as he when I have shaved my head, so I bet him that I am more handsome than he when I have shaved my head. See if I am handsome..." in a hurry, bald man made up a lie, which can be said to be broken as soon as I wear it, but in this dandy's body, But it's very relevant.

"What a reason." The people on the field all came up with such an idea. They even thought that if the monk was stronger than who, would you like to be stabbed?

"Father, but now I find that shaving is really a better behavior. First of all, I don't have to work so hard when I don't have to wash my hair, and I don't have to worry about hair loss. Is it stronger?" In such a case, bareheaded is still the same color, said so.

"Well, yes, it seems reasonable." Jia Yun was speechless by his behavior, so he could only promise.

"Yes, I didn't think of it. Baldness is really a good method. I always have hair loss, but I'm very distressed. Now I'm shaving my head, too. Isn't that ok?" All of a sudden, a cry came out. It was the fat merchant who turned his brain faster and flattered him for the first time.

"Yes, that's it. What's your name? I'll do a business in the back room later." In this case, it can be said that bareheaded has already seen in those plots, and how Jia Junzi should speak now has been concentrated in his heart. In fact, the meaning of doing business is to give her money.

"Well, well, I'll go, I'll listen." The fat merchant immediately laughed, and it was worthwhile to get involved with him.

"Yes, baldness can also save water. It's a good way. I want to shave my head, too." There will be more flattery from one person, so immediately, someone will shout. There are several women's voices in the shouting all the time.

In this regard, bald also feel very embarrassed, now this situation can be said to be difficult. He didn't expect that this person's appeal was so strong, so he cleared his throat and said“ This is my style. I'll write a poem for you. " After that, bareheaded walked a few steps forward, each step is in accordance with the standard Peking Opera tune, it is very natural.