The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 133 Can I touch your trophy? (39)
"Just this little doll?" The garbage collector picked up the figure and looked at it with a magnifying glass.

He lives in a temporary wooden house outside the apartment. Although it is broken, the house is very clean.

He cleaned and placed many of the useful things that were picked up, and many of the gadgets inside were transformed by him to make them very delicate.

Normally, Cen Mu would have dragged the old man along to chat.But at this moment, he only had that small figure in his eyes.

"Yes, Grandpa, you can give it back to me, or you can give me the money." Cen Mu smiled along, his eyes fixed on the little clay figure.

"Take it, don't lose it again." The old man solemnly handed the things to

"It's really exquisite." The old man put down the magnifying glass, returned the handle to Cen Mu, and snorted coldly, "Brat, who wants your money? If you throw things around in the future, if they are dragged away, it's up to you to find them." Who is going!"

"Yes, yes, I promise not to throw things around in the future." Cen Mu nodded quickly, and the slightly cold touch on his hands made him feel at ease.

"Hey, there are still these books." Cen Mu was about to leave when he was stopped by his grandfather again.

It seems that Cen Mu attaches great importance to the things in his hands, and he said: "Things, you should pack them well. After all, you have a thought, otherwise you won't even be able to get back your memories in the future."

Cen Mu took the books and thanked them.White fingers carefully rubbed the figure.

"Go back, you took good notes, study hard." The old man turned on the radio in the house, and the old drama came from the radio——

"Su San left Hongdong County
will come in front of the street

I never said anything, my heart is so miserable
The gentlemen of the past listen to me..."

"Thank you." Cen Mu thanked again in a low voice, he didn't seem to be in a hurry when he came, and his heart couldn't be more at ease.

The sun shines on him through the shade of the trees, warm and genial.

The figurine was placed back in its original position, and Cen Mu stared at him for a long time with a slight smile.He turned on his phone and browsed through the messages.

Gu Shi seems to have left the work of editing videos to Wu Yan, and life seems to have changed, he thought.

It was already dusk, and Cen Mu was used to opening the curtains at this time, watching the sun slowly sinking.

When it was completely dark, he also started to play ranked.

The food at noon was too unpalatable, and Cen Mu had a cold and didn't have much appetite, so he didn't go downstairs to buy food, and he didn't want to order takeaway.

While waiting for the game, Cen Mu checked Weibo.Unconsciously, he actually remembered that he had a super chat, so he clicked on it casually.

There were so many small articles about him and Yan Yan, Cen Mu frowned slightly, he didn't like being tied up with Yan Yan.

If the story were changed to him and Gu Shi...

Cen Mu immediately interrupted this thought.

Cen Mu frowned even more when he recommended Weibo below, he opened it curiously, all kinds of obscenities made his hands tremble slightly.

"The anchor of a certain platform is really disgusting. He knows that other people have girlfriends, but he still has to fire CP, and he has to show some face to follow the trend!

That's right, I'm talking about the dead gay little Mumu of the xx platform! ! !
He kept saying that the criteria for choosing a mate were women, alive.Please stop rubbing against my host, okay?Can I leave now?Don't make trouble with them, you will feel like vomiting when you hear this person's voice!
And my host has a girlfriend!Please don't be a male mistress, show some face! "

Cen Mu clicked on the comments, and every id he was familiar with spoke for him, but they were all scolded back with all kinds of dirty words.

"Sure enough, it's steamed and cooked. Please click on my homepage to see the quality of your home!"

(End of this chapter)