温柔美国人的情歌

第9章 最帅的牛粪在屎上

Zhang Yifei's visit with the old dean didn't end until after three in the afternoon. During this time, Zhang Yifei was truly tormented, having no say in any matters and playing a purely supporting role.

Is this a blind date? Is this an engagement? Who has seen such an engagement? Zhang Yifei cried. It was too unfair.

Zhang Yifei's visit with the old dean didn't end until after three in the afternoon. During this time, Zhang Yifei was truly tormented, having no say in any matters and playing a purely supporting role.

Is this a blind date? Is this an engagement? Who has seen such an engagement? Zhang Yifei cried. It was too unfair.

The Shao family was very enthusiastic in seeing Zhang Yifei and the old dean to the door.

After the Shao family had all left, Zhang Yifei couldn't bear it any longer and grabbed the old dean's collar: "Did you once like Shao Ningdie's mother? She didn't look at you and ran off with Shao Tianzhi. Now you want revenge by sacrificing me."

The old dean's face darkened when he heard this.

"Get lost, get the hell out of here! Am I that kind of person?" The old dean swore furiously, no longer appearing as a revered elder but more like a scoundrel.

"You're just that kind of person. If you weren't, would you sacrifice me?" Zhang Yifei became increasingly aggrieved. He had been sold out in such a muddled way, and he had to swallow his anger.

"Actually, I'm doing this for your own good. Look at Ningdie, what's wrong with her?" The old dean said earnestly to Zhang Yifei.

"She's fine. There's nothing wrong with her."

"I need to ask you something. You must answer truthfully without hiding anything." Zhang Yifei looked at the old dean with great seriousness.

"Alright!" Seeing Zhang Yifei's serious expression, the old dean also became serious.

"Does Shao Ningdie have any illness? Otherwise, why would she be so eager to test the waters before marriage?" This was Zhang Yifei's biggest concern. If this was the case, Zhang Yifei would have been greatly deceived.

The old dean initially thought Zhang Yifei's serious expression meant he was going to ask something important, but who knew he would come out with something so ridiculous?

"Zhang Yifei, get out of here!" The old dean was left speechless. What kind of mind did this person have, to think of such things?

"Why is she so eager to live with me? Is there some kind of conspiracy?" Zhang Yifei remained uneasy.

Having been deceived by Shao Ningdie before, he now suspects everyone around him.

"She's like a celestial fairy from heaven. You're just a piece of cow dung. How could she have any conspiracy?" The old dean said without reservation.

This time, Zhang Yifei had a dark look on his face.

This old man is clearly speaking with a lack of conscience. Can I really be considered cow dung?

There's a magical object in the world called a mirror. Zhang Yifei often looks in the mirror. Regardless of his abilities, just his appearance alone, with a little grooming, makes him a flower among the thorns, a handsome man like Pan An.

Even if he's not an absolute beauty, he's above average. He's the kind of person who looks better the more you look at him. Now he's being called cow dung. Just this statement...!

"Some cow dung is not even worthy of having certain flowers inserted into it!" Zhang Yifei said angrily. It's too humiliating. He's just an orphan, but he doesn't deserve such treatment.

The old dean looked at Zhang Yifei speechlessly. What can you do with such a person? He's already invincible.

"If there weren't cow dung like me, how could she be highlighted as a flower? Without cow dung like me, she might still be a flower about to wilt?" Zhang Yifei thought his statement was very accurate and lit a Red Tower cigarette for himself.

The old dean looked at Zhang Yifei speechlessly. A tree without bark is bound to die, and a person without shame is invincible. The person before him was shameless and already invincible. What could he say?

Zhang Yifei suddenly ran up to the old dean and said, "Are you sure you're not seeing things? Have you ever seen such a handsome piece of cow dung?"

F*ck! Even someone as well-cultured as the old dean couldn't hold back an expletive.

"Don't torture me like this. It's just a bit of cow dung. This person can come up with so many responses to refute it."

The old dean silently shed tears, inwardly asking, "Guanyin Bodhisattva, what did I do wrong to deserve this kind of punishment?"

"I admit I sneaked into the girls' bathroom at school when I was young. I also admit I often peeped into the sleeves of female classmates, but that was only when I was a child. Who doesn't make mistakes when they are young? Must I be punished now?"

The old dean deeply regretted it. If he had known, he wouldn't have done such things. Indeed, what goes around comes around. It's not that retribution doesn't come; it's just that the timing hasn't arrived.

Now, this retribution has finally hit him hard.

The old dean sighed deeply. He could have lived to be a hundred, but if he spent too long with Zhang Yifei, he might not even live to eighty. Zhang Yifei would probably use his shameless expressions and language to torment him to death.

"You say you've seen such a handsome piece of cow dung?" Zhang Yifei asked again when the old dean fell silent.

"I haven't. You are the most handsome piece of cow dung I've ever seen." The old dean said reluctantly.

When the old dean said this, he almost vomited.

"Really?" Zhang Yifei awkwardly touched his face.

"Really, more real than a needle!" The old dean felt a churn in his stomach.

"Lying is not good, especially when lying with a guilty conscience. That will bring retribution." Zhang Yifei's eyes sparkled.

"You really are the most handsome piece of cow dung I've ever seen." Even if there was retribution, the old dean had to say it.

He simply couldn't take it anymore. If Heaven gave him another chance, he would never introduce a wife to Zhang Yifei again. If there was a deadline, he would never do it again in his lifetime.

"Seeing how sincere you are, I'll reluctantly believe it."

When the old dean heard this, he finally felt relieved. He was truly afraid, afraid that Zhang Yifei would ask one more question.

"I think so too. I'm the most handsome cow dung."

"Cough, cough!" The old dean finally couldn't hold back a cough.

"Look, you're getting old, why do you want to learn from me? Trying to be the most handsome cow dung." Zhang Yifei patted the old dean on the back.

The old dean felt very aggrieved at that moment. When did he ever learn from Zhang Yifei? He would never become cow dung in his lifetime, even if it was the most handsome cow dung.

"Although you can't be the most handsome cow dung, you can be the second most handsome." Zhang Yifei stroked his chin and thought for a moment before speaking.

The old dean felt another churn in his stomach and secretly prayed, "Please don't mention cow dung anymore."