Li Bai still didn't dare to open his mouth for fear of Zhang Fugui, so he continued: "You don't need to be too stressed. In my previous life, when I drank a lot, I hugged the donkey and called daddy hundreds of times a year."

Although this sounds strange, it can really relieve the pressure in Zhang Fugui's heart.

But when he heard Li Bai talk about drinking, Zhang Fugui felt a little headache again.

There are too many rumors about Li Bai's love for wine, and even several of Li Bai's poems after drinking have been circulated in the world.

If this was Li Bai's normal rebirth, Zhang Fugui would definitely find a way to get it for him, regardless of the brand of wine.

In case the Poet Fairy is happy, he will compose a poem for everyone on the spot.

That might be a cultural treasure in the future plus a required Chinese language test question for the college entrance examination.

But now that Li Bai is in his teens, he can't drink too much, let alone wine.

"Brother Li... Li Bai, can I discuss something with you?"

Zhang Fugui felt brave when he said this, because as soon as Li Bai started to call him dad, he told Li Bai not to drink.

Is this simply the first thing a new official does when he takes office?

Moreover, whether he can hold his position as a father firmly depends on whether Li Bai approves of it or not.

"If you have anything to do, just say it and I'll listen."

Li Bai looked like a good student, and with his appearance, even the most stringent teacher would probably not embarrass him.

"Our era is a bit complicated. For underage people, there are some aspects that need to be paid attention to. This wine..."

Zhang Fugui racked his brains and tried every word to make his words appear more tactful.

But before he finished speaking, when he mentioned the word "wine", Li Bai said: "I will never drink again in this life, and I will never drink again."

Unexpectedly, Li Bai actually threatened to quit drinking before he mentioned it.

Zhang Fugui was surprised and surprised.

So he asked: "Why, Li Bai wrote hundreds of poems in one fight, did he just quit drinking?"

"Oh, I drank too much in my last life. I was always drunk. Even when I woke up, I was still drunk. Even when I was drunk, I was still awake. You may not believe it. Even in the two days after I was reborn, I thought I was still drunk.

Alas, I was drunk too much in my last life, and I want to be sober in this life." Li Bai said seriously.

Hearing these heart-wrenching words, Zhang Fugui's eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought to himself, wasn't this just the right time to ask Li Bai what he couldn't let go of?

"Li Bai, there is something I don't know whether to ask or not." Zhang Fugui said while the iron was hot.

"If I said I shouldn't ask, wouldn't you stop asking?" Li Bai asked back.

Zhang Fugui shook his head and replied: "That's not true, but if you don't want to talk about it, I will definitely not ask you today."

Regarding the matter of questioning the resentment in the hearts of reborn people, Zhang Fugui has failed from the beginning until now.

The second master felt that he was a disloyal and unjust person, which made Zhang Fugui really not want to talk about it.

If the second master is not loyal, then the explanation of the word loyalty in the Xinhua Dictionary will have to be changed.

As for Cao Cao, the old boy and the thief, he was hiding it and didn't want to talk about it. When he came up, he said that he would help chase Ding Wan and then talk about it later.

This old boy is just a simple, lustful old gangster.

In the end, when Guo Xin, one of the dozen old heroes, asked about this matter, they all smiled innocently and said they didn't know what resentment they had.

If you ask, it's as if you didn't ask.

Today, I found a relatively free and easy person, so Zhang Fugui calmed his voice, stepped aside and said: "I just want to ask, what resentment did you have during your lifetime? What is it that you can't let go of in your heart?

Can you tell me about something you particularly want to achieve?"

"Then there's nothing that can't be said. I'll tell you now." Li Bai looked indifferent, thinking that there was nothing that couldn't be said.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and talk." Zhang Fugui was so excited that he didn't expect Li Bai to cooperate with him so much.

Li Bai looked at Zhang Fugui's happy expression and felt a little baffled, so he said to him: "What I want to achieve most in my heart is one thing, which is to become a fighting champion!"

"What the hell? What?" Zhang Fugui thought he heard wrongly and asked again.

"I said I want to be a fighting champion, a fighter!" Li Bai shouted louder.

After Zhang Fugui confirmed the answer, he was confused for a moment and had to ask: "You... do you know what a fighting champion is?"

"I know, the square grid I just watched at the door is what Li Xianren said on the TV. There were fighters there. After they finished the game, the person standing still had a big belt. I want to get it too.

One." Li Bai gestured over and over again, looking very excited.

Fighting and winning the championship? Zhang Fugui looked at the teenage Li Bai in front of him and felt like crying.

If the second master wanted to become a fighting champion, Zhang Fugui would hire a coach for the second master now. With his skills, it would not be difficult to become a fighting champion.

If Cao Cao wants to be a fighting champion, Zhang Fugui can fly happily. It's not that Cao Cao is as good as the second master, but it is also a happy thing to find an opportunity to see Cao Cao get beaten in the ring.

Son.

But how can this teenage boy become a fighting champion?

You can't even get onto the ring without a ladder!

The hatred in Zhang Fugui's heart is that he either wants to be a child again, or he can't be a child at all.

You are now in your teens, with a body that cannot carry your shoulders and cannot run with your legs, coupled with a brain that has a lifetime of experience in your previous life.

This is because the strength cannot keep up, and cheating is difficult to fool.

"You... you don't think about it anymore? I think it's possible to become the top scorer in liberal arts in the college entrance examination based on your experience in your previous life. Let's work hard to commemorate it." Zhang Fugui tried to persuade and seduce.

"I don't have any interest in being the number one scholar at the moment. I just want to learn fighting. I just want to be a fighter. I want to be a fighting champion!" Li Bai waved his fist and rejected all Zhang Fugui's suggestions.

Zhang Fugui now feels like he is like the feudal and stubborn patriarch on TV, who keeps extinguishing the dreams of his children for various reasons of his own.

But it won't work without fighting. According to Zhang Fugui's understanding of fighting competitions, if he trains Li Bai to become a fighting champion, it will definitely be no less difficult than training an Olympic champion.

God, what evil have I done? Why do these people behave like this? They either express their irresolvable resentment inexplicably, or they hold it back and hide it and are unwilling to talk about it.

It took a lot of effort for someone to explain it to me on the first meeting, but it turned out to be a hellish level of difficulty.

Why are these historical celebrities so difficult to serve?

Li Bai looked at Zhang Fugui's sad face and said calmly: "I leave it to you to train me into a martial arts master. You have to have confidence. I am very smart."
Chapter completed!