Ergou admitted that he has become a leopard print fan in the past few months.Obsessed with everything related to leopard print: women's leopard print underwear, leopard print swimming trunks, leopard print skirt, leopard print boots, leopard print shawl, leopard print hat... I have an inexplicable affection for all girls wearing leopard print, Even have a crush on men in leopard print.... But in this world, there is no unreasonable love, let alone unreasonable hatred, so Ergou has been reflecting on why he became a leopard print lover recently.Although it is not a particularly shameful thing to become a leopard fan, it is indeed worth serious consideration for a person with high aspirations and lofty aspirations like Ergou.

It wasn't until after getting drunk last night that Ergou really figured it out: it turned out that it all stemmed from the person Ergou met in the swimming pool in his hometown a few months ago, that is, at noon in an ordinary late spring in 2010. of. Ergou still remembers that day, the weather was warm. On this warm afternoon, Ergou met this man named Mr. Huang. He is the boss of two large sauna bathing centers in our city and a super tycoon in the sex industry.He had many names back then: Huang Zhonghua, Weasel, Huang Laoxie, Huang Lao Poxie... These names, to him, were all just passing by.Because he is a perceptive person, he does not live in the past, he does not live in the future, he only lives in the present.At the moment, he is Mr. Huang, the wealthy and gentle Mr. Huang.

The name Huang Lao Po Xie has not been mentioned for a long time. When Ergou saw Huang Lao's broken shoes that day, Huang Lao's broken shoes seemed to have just swam 10,000 meters and climbed onto the shore of the swimming pool wet. Lie by the pool for a while. He stood up, the midday sun shone through the glass window of the swimming pool on his wet body, making him look shiny.Of course, the most shining thing on his body is by no means the water droplets on his body, but the triangle leopard print swimming trunks that are tightly wrapped around his body.Although the swimming trunks were not very reflective and were of a dark color, they were so shiny that they blinded almost everyone in the pool.I believe that everyone who saw this person wearing leopard-print swimming trunks had the urge to gouge out his eyes, and imagined why his eyes were not temporarily blind just now.Er Gou's eyes are a bit cheap, after seeing him for the first time, he couldn't help but take another look.But it was this second glance that recognized that this person was Huang Lao Po Xie.

There is no doubt that Huang Lao Po Xie is the focus of this swimming pool, the focus of the focus.In the eyes of everyone, Huang Lao Po Xie walked to the white reclining chair with a reserved smile, lay down leisurely again, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.He simply ignored the mediocre stares of these mortals.In the past, he was the most famous pretender in the city, but today, he may not only be a pretender, he may also be a bit awesome.Although the words "a bit awesome" seem to have some grammatical errors, Ergou must insist on saying this, because he doesn't seem to have reached the realm of "very awesome" or "very awesome".But there is no doubt that he is a bit awesome.

Because only a great person will only pay attention to his own feelings and ignore the opinions of all people related or not related to him.A person who pretends to be aggressive is very concerned about what others think of him. Not only has he changed from pretending to be a bit awesome, but also, it seems that his appearance is not as wretched as before.Someone once said: A person's appearance at the age of 25 depends on his parents, while his appearance at the age of 50 depends on his own self-cultivation.This sentence seems to have been verified by Huang Lao Po Xie, because, although he is still not very good looking, he is indeed much more pleasing to the eye than he was back then. A little bookish.Maybe all of this comes from the Chinese classical verses that he often recites.Poetry must be able to cultivate people's sentiments, even if it is a bad poem engraved with Huang Lao's broken shoes trademark.

After Ergou confirmed that the person in front of him was indeed Huang Laopoxie, he tremblingly walked over to say hello, after all, Ergou didn't know him very well.Not to mention that Huang Lao Poxie has been in the Jianghu school for 30 years, just say that his sauna center receives countless benefactors every day.It would be really embarrassing if he couldn't remember who Ergou was. "Uncle Huang, how are you doing recently?" "Well, it's okay, it's okay, who are you?" Huang Laobao, who was lying on the white recliner, bowed his body, and carefully identified the familiar-looking person in front of him.

"I am that hole..." "Ah! Ergou! Kong Ergou, right?!" Huang Lao Poxie was still surprised. "It's me, it's me, Uncle Huang, you have a really good memory!" Huang Lao Po Xi smiled slightly: "How can I not remember you, you are Erlong's buddy, Zhao Hongbing's neighbor, right?!" "Yes, yes, we have had two barbecues together." "Of course I remember. By the way, where have you been all these years? I haven't seen you for several years." "Didn't I go to the south to work later, I have been very busy."

"It's good to go to the south! I have many good friends and little brothers in the south. Does the old man know? He also went to work in the south." "Ah?! He also went to work in the South?" Ergou knew Lao Gang.This person can't even read all 26 letters, so he really doesn't know what kind of work he can do in the south. "Yeah, he earns more than 400,000 yuan a year. Didn't he come back last year and bought two houses at once!" "More than 400,000?!" Ergou was startled. "That's right! He went to the south again a few days ago, and this time he took seven young girls with him! I found them all for him!"

"Oh, oh..." Ergou understood what Lao Gang was doing in the south. "Are you also in Dongguan?" "No, no, no, I'm in Shanghai." "How nice it is to be in Dongguan! As Lao Gang said, all the little girls he brings are princesses in KTV. After a nightclub drink, they often get a thousand dollars. If they bring them to Taiwan, the money will be even more. You In Shanghai, um, how is the market in Shanghai?" "I'm not sure about this..." "How much do you earn a year?" "Me?! This...my income is not bad." "What's the matter? It's really not good, I'll introduce you to some younger girls too?!"

"Thank you, that's not what I do in Shanghai." Ergou wanted to cry but had no tears.Huang Lao Po Xi really thought that Er Gou was also playing tricks. "Oh, yes, yes, you went to college later. Oh, in fact, everything you do is for making money. As long as you can make money, why don't you do it?" "Yes, yes." Ergou could only be perfunctory. "Anyway, if you need it at that time, just say hello to me. I didn't talk to the Red Soldier. It's also very good with the little brother Erlong. We even drank together a few days ago." "Thank you Uncle Huang, I really don't need it."

"Hahahaha, just tell me what you need!" Huang Lao Poxie squeezed out the cigarette butt, and laughed heartily. "I really don't need it." The sweat on Er Gou's head was about to flow down, and he looked around suspiciously, really afraid that an acquaintance would appear beside him and overhear the conversation just now. "Anyway, you're welcome." "Okay, you're welcome, you're welcome." "Where are you going now?" "Me? Didn't think about it." "Or, let's go drink tea later? Call Erlong." "Okay! I just wanted to have a good chat with you." "Huh?! Look at you, just now I asked you if you want a little girl, you said no, and now you say yes!" Huang Lao broke his shoes and shouted loudly. Ergou was about to cry, and quickly pulled his arm: "Uncle Huang, it's really not about this, let's go out and talk about it, let's go out and talk about it." "What's the matter?" "Go out and talk, go out and talk." "Okay! Then wait for me outside after you change your clothes. The Q7 outside is mine, with three 8s at the end." Huang Lao's broken shoes are indeed very delicate, and the speed of changing clothes is three or four times slower than that of normal men.A full 15 minutes after Er Gou changed his clothes, Huang Lao walked out of the bathing center with his broken shoes. In the afternoon sun, the well-dressed outfit of yellow old shoes is still very shiny. Although it is not as eye-catching as leopard-print swimming trunks, it is still the best attire among dozens of people outside the swimming pool. This is a sports version of old old shoes. Although the pair of Converse white sneakers on the feet are a bit ordinary, the clothes are really extraordinary: a pair of light green KAPPA sweatpants and a pink KAPPA sports top!Inside the pink sports jacket is a KAPPA sports T-shirt that is yellower than the yellow mandarin jacket!It is said that red and green are a perfect match, but who has seen the combination of red, yellow and green? !Huang Lao Po Xie seems to understand the principle of traffic lights: the three colors of red, yellow and green are the easiest to distinguish and the most conspicuous.With Huang Lao's broken shoes, it is definitely safe to walk on the street! After getting on the Audi Q7 in Huang Lao Po Shoes, Ergou sat in the co-pilot seat and chatted with Huang Lao Po Shoes. "By the way, Uncle Huang, you are wearing KAPPA now, how much endorsement fee did KAPPA give you?" Huang Lao Po Xie smiled faintly: "Ask me to speak for you, can they afford it?" "This..." Ergou didn't know how to reply. "I wear KAPPA, mainly because girls like it. When I walk on the street in this dress, many little girls see it." Saying that, the teahouse arrived, Huang Lao Poxie got out of the car, and walked towards the teahouse with Ergou.Looking at the back of Huang Lao Po Xie, who is walking three steps and three times as always, think about his sentence just now, "Many girls watch it".Ergou suddenly remembered a poem by Cangyang Gyatso, even though Cangyang Gyatso is best at writing not Huang Laopoxie's favorite verse.However, a slight adaptation of this poem is undoubtedly very suitable for Huang Lao Po Xie. The original text of this poem is very beautiful, and it is written like this: "Living in the Potala Palace, I am the biggest king in the snowy region. Wandering on the streets of Lhasa, I am the most beautiful lover in the world." Putting it on Huang Lao's broken shoes, this poem should be changed like this: "Back to the bathing center, I am the king of whores in the city. Wearing KAPPA and walking on the street, I am the most beautiful lover in the city." The most beautiful lover, these five words, although it is a bit inappropriate to put on Huang Lao Po Xie.But in Huang Lao Po Xi's own heart, he definitely agrees with these five words. After entering the teahouse, I found a private room to sit down.Huang Lao broke his shoes and said: "Ergou, what are you talking about with me?! It's so mysterious. There's no one here, so tell me!" "Actually, it's nothing. It's just that I've been writing something recently. I want to talk to you about some past events in the world, many years ago." "Write something? Write poetry?" "No, I'm not good at writing poetry. That's what you're good at. I just want to write novels. Of the people I know now, you're the oldest, and you're the best today. You see, If I don’t come to ask you, who are you asking?” Ergou has been in the society for so many years, and it is not in vain, at least he knows how to praise others without conscience. "En?! That's right, the group of old buddies from back then, now, there are not many left. Good job." "No, I want to ask about a more distant event, which probably happened around 1982. At that time, he seemed to have just joined the army." "1982, too long. You have to allow me to think about it." Huang Lao Po Xie seemed to be lost in thought. Looking at Huang Lao Po Xi who was in deep thought, Er Gou didn't dare to disturb him, fearing that if he disturbed him, Huang Lao Po Xie's thoughts would go back to 1992 or 1986. Huang Lao Po Xi, who was silent for a while, finally spoke: "Why did you write about that era." "Record an era, record a group of people, and record the love and hatred of these people." "Then... you asked me to talk, do you want to write about me as the protagonist?" "This..." Ergou didn't want to lie. Huang Lao Po Xie also seemed to see Er Gou's difficulties, and smiled lightly: "To be honest, there were too many awesome people that year. Just like the Three Kingdoms, how many awesome people. I, at most, was a The supporting role is Zhao Yun..." "..." Er Gou originally wanted to say something ruthlessly: Actually, you are more handsome than Zhao Yun.But he really couldn't bear this heart, it seems that Ergou still has a conscience. Huang Lao Po Xie continued: "It's been a few years since I became the protagonist. If you write something about recent years, you can take me as the protagonist." Er Gou understood that Huang Lao Po Xie was laying the groundwork for his next sentence.Ergou hurriedly continued to ask: "At that time, even you could only be a supporting role, who is the protagonist? I have heard some stories before, such as Dong Batian, Xi Batian, Liu Haizhu, Zhang Haoran..." "When did Dong Batian die?" "That year, I just wanted to hear you tell the story of Dong Batian after Dong Batian died. After Dong Batian died, will Xi Batian dominate the world in the Jianghu?" Huang Lao Po Xi pondered again: "Of course my brother Li is very good. Well, Liu Haizhu could do it back then." "Then tell me how old brother Li dominated the world. After all, the most powerful Dong Batian is dead." "Dong Batian is dead, well, brother Li did rise that year, but I think the most exciting story didn't happen to brother Li." "Who is that?" Huang Lao Po Xie was silent for a long time, and said three words: "Feng Erzi.". "Isn't Feng Erzi the one who recites poetry on TV?" "Yes, that's him." "En. He is a down-and-out literati. I heard that he is completely different from his brother, very cowardly." "Why don't cowardly people have great stories?" Old Huang's broken shoes questioned Ergou, who didn't know how to answer it. "Who did you listen to these things before?" "Liu Haizhu. I also heard some from other people, but most of them were from brother Zhuzi." "Liu Haizhu, we also fought against each other back then... But, I won't mention this. Liu Haizhu definitely doesn't want to mention Feng Erzi. After all, they are rivals in love. I would like to talk about Feng Erzi, after all, he also writes poetry. Although the writing is not very good. Moreover, many people say that we look alike." "En..." Er Gou couldn't believe Huang Lao Po Xie's last words.Because everyone knows that the two brothers of the Feng family are first-class handsome guys. "If you want to hear the story of Feng Erzi, you still have to listen to me." After finishing speaking, Huang Lao Po Xie took a deep breath of his cigarette and looked into the distance.Time travels to the early summer of 1982 following the deep eyes of Huang Lao's broken shoes... That early summer that was lush and vibrant, that early summer where people all over the street were wearing black, white and gray clothes, that early summer of gold and iron horses ... This year, Li Canran, the leader of the gangsters in the western suburbs, has a brand new and famous name: Old Stick Li.