Siheyuan: First-class Merit at the Start

When he arrived at the Propaganda Department and saw that everyone there was busy with the year-end art performance, Li Polu then remembered what he had forgotten.

Yesterday I boasted to Chen Xi that I would compose a red song and sing it solo.

But after I got back, I forgot about it because of Qin Huairu's matter.

It is definitely impossible for me to create anything. I am not a musician, so I don’t know how to create anything.

But I have my own cheats! Check out the complete collection of red songs.

In the fields of hope, we sing the motherland, kiss the motherland, the beautiful country, the ode to the motherland, the story of spring, the red flag fluttering, the pride of Asia.

From a personal perspective, Li Polu’s favorite is "Spring Story".

But unfortunately, it is only 61 years now, and no old man has drawn a circle on the South China Sea. And this song is obviously not suitable for this era.

In the end, Li Polu chose "The Motherland Will Not Forget", a song that praises the unsung heroes in the desert.

Although what the workers did was not as great as what the heroes of the Gobi Desert did, it was equally important.

Although he had the reference of the Red Songs Collection and the blessing of singing skills, it still took Li Polu a whole day to finally understand the song. Even the lunch was brought back by the girl in the office.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to get off work, and Li Bolu stretched.

Li Polu glanced at the office clock. It was already more than ten minutes after get off work. For someone who just wanted to slack off at work, this was simply unforgivable.

Li Polu packed up his things casually and walked downstairs in a hurry.

But I kept complaining in my heart, it seems that being a plagiarist is not that easy.

I had a hard time finding the answer myself, and I don't know how other time travelers in the entertainment industry could come up with it so easily.

Most of the workers at the steel rolling mill lived in courtyard houses not far away, and Li Bolu was more than ten minutes late.

When he walked outside the factory, there were not many people outside. Li Polu tightened his jacket, got on his bicycle, and rode towards the courtyard.

A few minutes later, Li Polu arrived at the entrance of the alley. At this moment, two figures suddenly jumped out from the darkness.

What can I say about these two people? One is fat, the other is thin, one is tall, the other is short. Originally, there is nothing wrong with this. But the short one is fat like a ball, while the tall and thin one is like a clothesline.

Such a strange combination made Li Bolu start to doubt his life in an instant.

Aren't these Lu Gaoxuan and Fat Monk? What kind of world is this?

Is it true that Master Hong was blessed with great fortune and a long life, and that he lived until after the founding of the People's Republic of China?

I saw the masked Lu Gaoxuan and Fat Monk holding wooden sticks, their whole bodies shaking rapidly.

Li Polu thought to himself, this is not good, is this Qigong? It can actually make the muscles of the whole body tremble irregularly.

"You...you are Li...Li Polu from the steel mill, right? Someone...someone asked us to beat you up, so be...smart and cooperate...

Lest....leave us without restraint." Lu Gaoxuan's whole body was shaking violently, and he looked like he was going to attack if he disagreed with someone. The only flaw was that he stuttered a little.

Fat Monk also replied at the right time: "No... that's right, if you know what's best for you, let us beat you up."

The Fat Monk spoke with enough vigor, the only shortcoming was that, like Lu Gaoxuan, he stuttered a bit.

Li Polu couldn't help wondering: Is this also a side effect of Leopard Tai Yijing Pills? I've never heard of it.

"Uh, you got the wrong person. I'm not Wei Xiaobao." Li Polu shook his head.

"Ah? Brother, he said he is not Wei Xiaobao. We have the wrong person."

The fat monk who was standing on the clothesline, who was estimated to be about 1.9 meters tall, turned his head and said.

The short and fat Lu Gaoxuan said in confusion: "What Wei Xiaobao? We are looking for Li Polu from the steel mill."

After Li Polu's interruption, the two stopped stuttering.

"Uh, that's it. I'm Li Polu." Li Polu shrugged and said indifferently.

The fat Lu Gaoxuan was stunned and shouted angrily: "Grandson, are you kidding me?"

Then, with a wave of his hand, Fat Monk with a lewd smile on his face approached Li Polu and said, "Stop talking nonsense, grandson. You dare to play tricks on us. You are dead today. Hehehe."

Li Polu was possessed by a spirit of drama, and said with a look of disdain, "Are you sure you want to fight me? Don't say I didn't warn you. Do you know who is in charge of this place? Have you found out clearly? How dare you fight me?"

Lu Gaoxuan and Fat Monk Wenyan were stunned again and looked at each other.

This guy's clothes are definitely not like those of an ordinary worker, and he also has a bicycle. I wonder if he is really the son of some big boss.

Lu Gaoxuan asked tentatively: "Is it your responsibility?"

Li Polu snorted coldly and said, "Of course it is under the jurisdiction of the state, the subdistrict office and the police station."

Lu Gaoxuan and Fat Monk felt as if someone had hit their chest with a sledgehammer.

I was a little breathless for a moment. Thank you so much for your scientific knowledge.

Fat Monk shouted angrily: "Grandson, you have played tricks on us again and again. Today, even the king of heaven can't save you."

"Hey, isn't this just some common sense I'm telling you? Why are you still so angry? Have you heard of Lord Tiger in Xicheng District?" Li Polu said with a smile, crossing his arms.

The two looked at each other again. Tiger Lord? They had never heard of him, but the name sounded like someone who was not to be trifled with. He sounded like a real veteran.

Lu Gaoxuan swallowed, thought for a moment, and asked nervously, "You also know Tiger Master? What is your relationship with him?"

If you want to get involved in a gang, the first thing you need to do is to be clear about your actions.

Secondly, one has to think quickly. The man in front of him is obviously familiar with the old man called Tiger Lord.

I pretended to know Tiger Lord. Maybe this matter could be resolved.

The last and most important point: if you want to survive in this world, you have to go out.

But Lu Gaoxuan clearly felt that he was unlucky. On his first day out, he encountered a difficult situation. He didn't know if he could get away with what he said just now. Lu Gaoxuan was panicking at the moment.

At this moment, Li Polu was also confused and blurted out: "Fuck, there really is such a person? I have never heard of him."

Lu Gaoxuan and Fat Monk felt like their chests were hit by a sledgehammer again. Their throats felt a little sweet, and they wanted to spit something out.

The two men didn't want to say any more to Li Polu, and they rushed towards him with wooden sticks in their hands.

They swore to teach this kid who had played tricks on them many times a lesson. At least break three of his legs to let him know the consequences of offending the West City Devils.

After a while, Li Polu squatted on the ground and looked at the West City Twin Devils who were rolling around holding their waists. He smiled and said, "Uh, I forgot to tell you that although publicity is my job, fighting is my hobby."

"Tell me, who asked you to trouble me?"

Finally, from Lu Gaoxuan's description, Li Polu roughly deduced who the other party was. But think about it, who else could have found these two idiots except the Hat King and the God of War in the Siheyuan.

But this is not something that the God of War would do, so let's exclude him.

Then there is only one truth: it must be that old bastard Yi Zhonghai.

Then, Li Polu picked up Lu Gaoxuan with one hand and beat him up: "Vajra Kick, right? Iron Head Kung Fu, right? Dragon Form, right? Tiger Form, right? It's time to slip, right? Old Cannon, right?"

Li Polu played very rhythmically, one on the left, one on the right, one on each side. The main point was symmetry.

After beating Lu Gaoxuan, Li Bolu was about to pick up Fat Monk.

"stop."

At this moment, two patrolling police officers came running over with flashlights. They heard someone screaming in the alley from a distance. They hurried over, but the screams arrived before they arrived.

Li Polu was also straightforward. He turned around and ran out of the alley.

"Help! Help! Public Security Comrades, someone wants to kill me!" Li Bolu cried as he ran.

When the two police officers heard this, they were shocked!

He immediately drew his gun and protected Li Polu behind him.

The flashlight shone on the tall, short, fat and thin duo lying on the ground. Then they both had strange looks on their faces.

One of them had a bruised face and lost consciousness. The other one looked fine. He just kept holding his waist and howling on the ground. The screams were very similar to the ones they heard before. The young man who was shouting that someone wanted to kill him didn't even have his clothes dirty.

For a moment, the police were not sure who was the victim and who was the perpetrator.