Rebel Demon King

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Ordered a takeaway,
The little brother wearing the blue bamboo dragonfly was late for 5 minutes and 41 seconds.
The soup splashed all over the plastic bag,

He didn't say sorry,

Turn around and want to leave.

There is no turning back.

I stopped him,
He asked softly, "Why are you late?"

he stopped,
but didn't look back,
Just asked in a tired tone: "What time is it now?"

"Six thirty-three minutes and thirty-three seconds."

"It's just 5 minutes and 40 seconds late, I figured it out."

"You missed a second, but... if you are late, you are late"

"Rounding up to one second equals zero seconds." He turned his head and glanced at me, "No one wants to be late, but it can't be avoided. You don't understand the feelings of our delivery staff, coming in the wind, going in the rain, running a red light , and retrograde, in your eyes it’s only 5 minutes and 41 seconds, but to me it’s the time bought by life.”

I was silent for a while, "I don't mean to criticize you, I can understand your feelings, I am a codewriter, I understand very well, everyone wants you to write well, write well, and you can also do some pornography , it’s better to update the [-]D every day, but things in this world can’t always go as expected.”

He turned around and asked, "Are you a codewriter?"

I hesitated and nodded.

"Looking at your hair volume, it should be." He sighed, took out his phone, "What book did you write? Tell me the name, and I'll give you a reward."

"Bai Yinmeng?" My heart beat faster, and I looked at the takeaway boy with a slightly hunched figure under the light in disbelief, and I felt murderous.

Yes, it is murderous.

So I said calmly, "The book I wrote is called Anti."

"opposite?"

"Yes, against"

"Against what?" he asked, taking a step forward.

"Rebellious."

"Rebel what?" he asked, taking another step.

"There's no 'of'." I said.

"Are you sure you don't have one?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

"Without 'of', can that be called 'rebellion'?"

"It can be called rebellion without '的'."

"Rebel against what?"

"Rebel Fairy Tale."

"There is no such book."

"I haven't uploaded it yet."

"You" he stared at me and said, "You can't be Zhao Qingshan, can you?"

I shook my head, of course not, "Zhao Qingshan and Yushu face the wind and wind and the water rises early and waits for the dark"

"From morning to night?"

"From dawn to dusk."

"If he gets up early and stays late, will book friends send him blades?" The delivery boy looked at the plastic bag in my hand and sneered.

"blade?"

"Blade." The delivery guy said, "This knife is a blade made by a famous supervisor in the world. It is known as the Depressed Ecstasy Knife. If you take this knife, you will surely be able to practice it into a treasure of sunflowers."

I was startled, "Sunflower Book?"

"Yes, Sunflower Book."

"That's too bloody, right?"

"Bloody?" The delivery boy shook his head, "As long as you practice this magical skill, you will say goodbye to the trouble of hair loss, and you can wear women's clothing to entertain readers, wouldn't it be great?"

"But I'm not Zhao Qingshan." I handed the plastic bag back to the delivery guy, "Give me the box lunch that originally belonged to me."

The delivery boy snatched the plastic bag and muttered, "I told you that you weren't."

"You didn't ask."

Without saying a word, he handed me another plastic bag and turned to leave.

The moment I closed the door, I seemed to see his weird smile.I quickly opened the plastic bag and looked inside, only to see a box of expired glass jars inside.There are four elegant characters on the can - "mouse tail juice".

On the penultimate day of November 21, I ordered a rice bowl with chili fried pork, because it happened to be only [-] yuan and [-] cents, and it was [-] cents away from adding a fried egg, so I only ordered A serving of chili fried pork with rice, remarked to be non-spicy.But all I got was a box of expired "rat tail juice" cans.I began to suspect that there is not really a non-spicy chili fried pork rice in this world.

(End of this chapter)