Chapter 155: Half a Pound (Please Subscribe)

"Senior brother, that banknote may be, no, it must be ours!" Wen Cai whispered.

"The more I think about it, the angrier I get. It's simply outrageous." Qiu Sheng said categorically: "The nature of this matter is too bad, and we must not suffer the consequences as a mute."

Wencai: "What are your ideas? I will listen to you."

He is not clever enough and has always lacked great wisdom, but he still knows that the sentencing standards for principal criminals and accomplices are different.

The so-called master comes first, doesn't it mean that whoever is smart will resist the pot first?

Qiu Sheng is much smarter than him...

The biggest protective color of an honest person is that he is easily trusted and will not be easily doubted.

Based on the past stereotypes, Qiu Sheng did not have much doubt in his heart, and said: "Let's wait at the gate first, block them, and demand an explanation. We must make them pay for this!"

Wencai's eyes lit up: "I want an autograph!"

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"After we get back, if Qiu Sheng or Wen Cai ask, do you know what to say?" Uncle Jiu said as he walked away with satisfaction.

"Don't worry, Master, unless you are caught by them, they will definitely not know about you borrowing flowers to offer Buddha." Qin Yao promised confidently.

Just as they were talking, the master and apprentice stepped out of the gate of the Coliseum one after another. As soon as they got away from the crowd, two ghostly figures suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Why are you here?" Uncle Jiu asked calmly with a guilty conscience, "How many times have you copied the Meditation Mantra?"

Qiu Sheng glanced at Wen Cai and saw that he was like a gourd with a sawed mouth. He rolled his eyes and suddenly stretched out his hand to push him: "Junior brother, didn't you just mumble something to ask the master? Now the master is here. , just ask if you need to!"

Wencai: "???"

What the hell?

Aren't you screaming for an explanation?

How come things change right now and the words change as soon as they come to your lips?

"Wencai, what do you want to ask me?"

Uncle Jiu said calmly: "Think it over carefully. If the question is empty, it will be regarded as the two of you changing the subject and trying to muddle through."

Seeing Qin Yao staring at him with a smile on his face, Wencai was immediately frightened: "No, no, Qiu Sheng is making trouble with you. I have nothing to ask."

Qiu Sheng: "..."

Pooh.

No cowards.

No responsibility at all.

"Qiu Sheng..." Uncle Jiu said in a long voice.

Qiu Sheng glanced at the red pavilion, and in line with the concept of not letting regrets in the future, his heart skipped a beat: "Master, we want to ask, you and... ahem, why are you here?"

Uncle Jiu said matter-of-factly: "Didn't I promise you that I would give the banknotes to Sister Fang? I originally sent Qin Yao to deliver them, but I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to withstand Sister Fang's stage charm, so I would imitate the two of you. The brat is chasing stars, so I have to follow him to supervise and give advice."

Qiu Sheng: "..."

Can you come up with such an outrageous reason?

Why didn't you say that you were worried about what danger Qin Yao would encounter when escorting Chaopai over, and why you made a special trip to escort him?

"Do you have any other questions?" Uncle Jiu's face was not red while he was talking nonsense with his eyes open, but he couldn't stand Qiu Sheng's look with a hint of sadness.

So girly...

"Don't say half a pound, you are obviously here to see the concert, and you even took advantage of it...borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha, and gave our banknotes to the Lan family, which deeply hurt our hearts. In this regard, we must give A certain amount of compensation." Qiu Sheng tried hard to restore the true appearance of the incident, saying that he felt a little aggrieved.

"What compensation do you want?" Uncle Jiu asked.

"I want an autograph." Wencai suddenly said.

Qiu Sheng glared at him fiercely, but he also knew that now was not the time to dwell on personal grudges: "I want one of Lan's belongings."

"Daydreaming." Uncle Jiu glared and said decisively,

Not to mention these two bastards, he wanted them all, including his idol's autographs and personal belongings.

"Junior brother, help me."

After getting along for so many years, the two parties already knew the basics. Seeing Uncle Jiu's reaction, Qiu Sheng knew that there was definitely nothing the other party could do, otherwise his attitude would not be so firm.

Since the master can't count on him, he can only place his hope on the 'elder' junior brother.

Xindao, considering his status in Fucheng, it shouldn't be difficult to ask a star for personal belongings, right?

"You can sign, but don't think about your belongings. If you don't have any gadgets, why don't you give me the clothes you carry with you?" Qin Yao thought about it for a while, but he didn't reject it as flatly as Uncle Jiu.

After all, for him, if he just wanted an autograph, it really wasn't that difficult.

It just depends on whether he is willing to do it or not.

"Underwear? Okay... I'm happy to." Qiu Sheng smiled happily.

Qin Yao slowly folded his sleeves and said softly: "Come here and let me have a spanking. I feel so good and am in a good mood, so I just want some underwear for you."

Qiu Sheng: "..."

What's going on?

Isn’t it a bit tricky?

If you slap me a few times, the armored corpse's skull won't be able to bear it. With my small body, how can I make you feel good?

It’s almost useless!

But it's logical, he really doesn't want any signature. Even if it is signed by a goddess, can you still have an intracranial orgasm just by looking at your name?

What nonsense.

"Can you ask her to write something else for me?" Qiusheng asked tentatively after thinking for a long time.

Qin Yao: "Write something?"

"Just write that I love Qiu Sheng for hundreds of millions of years~ I wish Qiu Sheng great fortune, great blessings, great Taoist skills, and immortality..."

"Shut up!"

Qin Yao had goosebumps and shouted: "These words are not allowed, but any uncomfortable words are not allowed to appear."

Qiu Sheng: "..."

"Think quickly, everyone will be leaving soon." Qin Yao urged.

Qiu Sheng took a breath silently: "Just write, Qiu Sheng, I believe you can do it. By the way, don't forget to let her get the seal."

"How can it still be like this?" Wencai murmured, and said quickly: "Junior brother, I also want everyone to write a sentence for me and stamp it with a seal."

"Hey, why are you learning from me?" Qiu Sheng shouted dissatisfied.

Wen Cai didn't want to talk to him, but just looked at Qin Yao intently.

"What do you want to write?" Qin Yao asked helplessly.

Wencai thought for a while and said, "Just write, Xu Wencai, you are great!"

"Pfft." Qiu Sheng laughed, his whole body trembling: "Wencai, do you lack self-confidence?"

Wencai rolled his eyes: "Is there any difference between what you asked me to write and what I asked you to write? Don't they both mean the same thing?"

"Of course not." Qiu Sheng immediately wanted to explain.

Qin Yao was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so he turned and walked towards the gate of the Coliseum.

"Qin Yao!" However, to his surprise, Uncle Jiu suddenly called out.

Qiu Sheng was stunned, and Wen Cai looked surprised.

Qin Yao blinked, turned around and said, "Master, do you also want Lan Guifang to write something?"