I, Liu He, studied under Badao Villa and am known as the "blind dragon with open eyes" in the world.
What do you mean, you guys, in my eyes, all look like yeast buns in a steamer - round and white, and I can't tell who is who.
As for Lu Xiaofeng's bald chicken, I don't even want to say that he is the number one troublemaker in the world! Every time I see him, he is either being hunted or on the way to be hunted. I hate trouble the most! ! !
But he actually laughed at me: "Brother Liu, you can't even remember what you look like, can you?"
Fart! Of course I can recognize it when I look in the mirror!
——Although once he thought that he in the bronze mirror was seeking revenge, and almost chopped him with a knife.
Of course, it's not that I can't recognize people at all.
I have three tricks for identifying people. The most important one is to rely on cutting.
After all, real friends will scold: "Liu He, you uncle!"
Those who don't know him will scream: "Hero, spare your life!"
Simple, effective and never fails.
If one day you meet a rough man on the street carrying a knife and a wine gourd, squinting at you...
Either buy me a drink or stay away.
Because I really can't remember who you are!
Lu Xiaofeng: Liu Xiaoniao, everyone who sees it has a share——
Sikong Zhaixing (falling down from the rafter in embarrassment): Liu Xiaoniao, you will admit the wrong person if you admit the wrong person. Can you not use a knife to identify the person every time? !
*The third person of the text is written in the ancient Wen Jiansan, with four eyebrows at home. The male protagonist actually has quite a lot of friends, even though he doesn't know each other (haha)
Concept: The blind dragon drinks the moon, and the setting sun returns to its sheath.