What story did the naughty weatherman tell?

The sky in June is like a child's face. You change when you say it. In the morning, the sun is still burning. When school was over at noon, the sky was overcast. When zhou bo and Wang Weigang were halfway through, the bean-sized raindrops fell, so they had to run under the eaves of other people's houses to take shelter from the rain.

It rained heavily and soon the road turned into a stream. Zhou bo said with some complaints: "The weather forecast in the morning is not accurate at all!"

Wang Wei and Zhou Bo are good friends. They always like to argue with each other when something happens. On hearing zhou bo's words, Wang Wei immediately said, "The weather forecast is only an estimate. How can it be accurate? "

"Fuck you! How is the weather forecast predicted? I heard that it was measured with the most advanced instruments and the most scientific methods. "

Wang Wei was unconvinced: "I also heard that speculation is on the one hand, and it is estimated that it is on the other." He added, "If it is not an estimate, why is the weather forecast inaccurate?"

"This ... this is called an emergency. There are always some emergencies."

Wang Wei smiled happily: "Good! You also said, it is estimated. "

The dark clouds cleared and the sun came out again after the rain stopped. When they walked out of the eaves, zhou bo said, "Since you like estimation, I'll ask you to estimate: Will the sun still shine here in 8 1 hour?"

Wang Wei said without thinking: "The weather station can't tell the weather in a few days. How should I know! "

Zhou bo clapped his hands and said, "You can lose this time. I tell you, I don't need to estimate, I can know with absolute accuracy that in another 8 1 hour, the sun will not shine. " As he ran, he said that in 8 1 hour, it would be around 9 pm three days later. Of course, the sun doesn't shine. After listening to this, Wang said to him, "You are really a naughty boy.