I hate seeing the facade

Fang Yiran felt weird.

There are definitely oddities.

"Sun Hua, come to my dormitory and help me score." Yu Jingliang said suddenly in the elevator, "Andy and I are a few rounds away from Xingyao today, I want to be steady."

Sun Hua said no problem.

"And you, Yu Rongrong, are you free now?" Yu Jingliang pretended to wipe away his tears, "Can you come and help the two of us? My brother really wants to win."

Yu Rong froze for a moment.

He just wanted to say that there is no way for the four of them to rank together, but when he looked up, he saw Yu Jingliang winking at himself frantically, so hard that the color contact lenses were almost squeezed out.

Yu Rong:?

Fang Yiran who witnessed the whole process:? ? ?

Yu Jingliang's eyes became more enthusiastic.

Yu Rong suddenly realized something, and said hello slowly.

Fang Yiran glanced at the four of them suspiciously.

"I can..." Fang Yiran said humbly, wanting to win a chance for himself.

"No." Yu Jing refused decisively.

"I assist..."

"Can't."

Fang Yiran was very unhappy.

He felt that he was isolated and rejected, but he was not qualified to refute even one sentence, after all, he was a real dish.

Fang Yiran gave Yu Rong a sad look, his eyes were full of sadness and sadness, like a purebred husky abandoned by its owner.

Yu Rong lowered his head guiltily, but Fang Yiran finally got off the elevator reluctantly.

There was a moment of silence in the elevator, and the door slowly closed.

"Old Fang is really easy to deceive."

Sun Hua laughed and said, "This tells us that the growth of age is not directly proportional to the level of IQ."

"There are three more days, time is running out."

After getting off the elevator, Yu Jingliang opened the door of his dormitory and said, "Please cheer up, please, ignite your fighting spirit and improve your efficiency—Sun Hua, stop playing with your mobile phone, we will definitely, I want to give Lao Fang a beautiful birthday party that surprises him to the point of crying."

"I think that's unfair."

Sun Hua complained dissatisfiedly, "Why do you just stand and direct when we do these physical jobs?"

"I'm called the master planner."

Yu Jingliang was serious, "Without me, you would be a mess of loose sand and mud. I am your foundation, your soul, and I am indispensable..."

Sun Hua covered her ears and walked into the living room to blow up balloons.

Andy sat on the ground, holding a home KTV installation manual, and read it seriously.

Five minutes later, he sadly asked Yu Jingliang for help, saying that he couldn't understand.Yu Jingliang sighed, and leaned his head over to read with him.

Yu Rong was in charge of the lanterns.

The material of the colored lights was very poor, and the dry and hard cables were entangled together. It took Yu Rong a long time to find the ends of a string of lights.He sat down on the sofa, lowered his head, and patiently began to untangle the tangled lamps.

"Yu Jingliang, are you a dog?"

Sun Hua held up a bag of uninflated balloons and began to yell, "Do you buy balloons or pumps? Do you want me to explain here today?"

Yu Jingliang oops, saying that he forgot.

Sun Hua was very depressed.

He puffed his cheeks and blew five times in a row, swayed his hands and collapsed on the ground, muttering: "I can't see, my eyes are white, my brain is buzzing, my heart rhythm is abnormal... "

Yu Jingliang suddenly showed embarrassment: "But you need at least [-] balloons to have a very shocking effect."

Sun Hua lay on the ground and said that he was dying.

"Forget it, you don't have to use balloons."

Yu Jingliang looked a little frustrated, "I just saw that the final effect of other people's online pictures is great, but Lao Fang may not care about these bells and whistles...."

Yu Rong's eyes brightened slightly.

He paused, put down the colored lantern that was almost finished in his hand, got up, and said calmly to Sun Hua, "Let's change it."

Sun Hua immediately sat up from the ground and said yes with great energy.

Yu Jingliang rolled his eyes.

Yu Jingliang and Andy first installed the family KTV, and then hung up the colored lights with Sun Hua.

He held his mobile phone and happily took pictures of a wall that was flickering and flickering. When he was cocking his fingers and using Meitu Xiuxiu to add filters, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something.

Yu Jingliang turned his head abruptly, and saw Yu Rong sitting on the ground in the corner, puffing up his face and blowing up the balloon in his hand.

He was surrounded by balloons as high as mountains, so many that they seemed to drown him who was sitting in the middle.

But he was still blowing non-stop, probably because he was too tired and out of breath, so he had to wait for a while after blowing, and then continue blowing after he recovered.

Yu Jingliang called him blankly: "Yu Rongrong..."

Yu Rong carefully tied the balloon that had just been blown up in his hand before looking up at Yu Jingliang.

"Is that enough?" His voice was small, sounding a little weak.

Yu Jingliang quickly said that enough is enough.

Yu Rong just smiled.

He put down the balloon in his hand and wanted to stand up, but the moment he stood up, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he was about to fall forward.

"My little baby." Yu Jingliang hurriedly supported the person, and said sadly, "You don't need to blow so much, and you blow so fast, no matter how big your lung capacity is, you will get dizzy."

Yu Rong waited for a while before he felt his eyesight return to normal.

He turned his head and looked at Yu Jingliang with a bit of reproach: "As you said just now, if there are more balloons, the effect will be very shocking."

Still my fault for co-authoring.Yu Jing was speechless for a moment.

"Sit down and rest for a while."

Yu Jingliang put the person on the sofa, his expression gradually became ugly and distorted, "Damn it, I'm so jealous of Lao Fang, I also want the little beauty to blow me a mountain of balloons myself."

Sun Hua was also very emotional: "If Lao Fang knew your filial piety, he would definitely be moved to tears."

Yu Rong stared blankly at the pile of balloons for a long time.

"I don't care about him." Yu Rong said with his head down, "It's just a birthday, once a year, let him be happy."

The lonely old man Fang Yiran felt very lonely at this moment.

He first frantically searched for "favorite support for junglers" and "what support is most suitable for assault assassins", read it carefully and took a small notebook to write down the specific outfits and inscriptions.

He felt that his confidence was bursting, so he opened a trumpet for entertainment, trying to find out how to feel in actual combat.

However, there is still a fundamental gap between reality and ideals: Fang Yiran started the game closely following the jungler, first he accidentally robbed his red buff, and then sold all his teammates out of fear of death during team battles. In the end, the jungler was so angry that he hung up in the spring, and his teammates surrendered unanimously.

What is even more irritating is that Fang Yiran was also reported. The reason for the report was negative gaming and malicious killing, and his reputation value was reduced by three.

Fang Yiran was furious.

He threw the phone at the end of the bed and fell onto the bed with a plop.

I can give up the game, he thought sullenly, but there are some things that I will definitely stick to.

Fang Yiran squirmed and picked up his phone. He opened Weibo to read some funny jokes to relax, but he saw Yu Jingliang's Weibo just after scrolling to the third one.

Yu Jingliang’s Weibo has always followed the route of youthful pain. The basic configuration is a sad text accompanied by an irrelevant picture. In the fog, I don't know whether I should enthusiastically praise the beauty of my idol, or echo and analyze his painful remarks.

@Y179__Yu Jingliang: I admire it.

The accompanying picture is a string of colorful lights hanging on the wall. It looks old-fashioned. The filter is at least three layers thick. At first glance, it looks like an old Jianghu from the painful youth.

This time Fang Yiran still did not understand as expected,

But he didn't care too much, and commented with his usual expression.

Unexpectedly, the first comment on the top was actually Yu Rong.

@Y179__Yu Rong: "..."

...Now Fang Yiran feels like he cares a little bit.

Fans in the comments were first surprised by the interaction between the two of them, and then began to decode online, guessing everything, and even wondered if it was the dance practice video of the boy group next door.

Maybe it was because the comments and public opinion were not in the right direction, so Yu Jingliang deleted Weibo in time.

Fang Yiran pondered for a long time but couldn't figure out the reason. He was gloomy, when suddenly a WeChat message popped up.

A few days ago, Fang Yiran sneakily added a blue heart next to Yu Rong's name, which was particularly eye-catching among the normal name notes.

So when Fang Yiran saw that touch of blue suddenly popping up from the top of the phone, Fang Yiran was in a daze.

He opened the message with trembling hands.

Yu Rong: Do you like cats or dogs?

Fang Yiran:? ? ?

Fang Yiran: cat

Fang Yiran: What are you doing?

Yu Rong: Giraffe or Giant Panda?

Fang Yiran: ...

Fang Yiran: Giant Panda

Yu Rong: Chocolate or Cheese

Fang Yiran: ...chocolate

"Chocolate cake." Yu Rong turned to Jing Liang and said.

Yu Jingliang nodded, ticked the boxes on the phone, and asked, "What color do you want the candles to be?"

Yu Rong: Red or Blue?

Fang Yiran: .....red

"Red." Yu Rong said.

"OK." Yu Jingliang continued to ask, "What do you want for the sandwiched fruit?"

Yu Rong: Mango or Yellow Peach

Fang Yiran: I like chocolate cake, I can put any fruit in it, so you can choose what you like, but I hope the cream is not too much and too greasy, as for the color of the candle, I don’t really care as long as it can be lit.

Fang Yiran: [Be nice]

Yu Rong turned off his phone abruptly.

He stayed there for a long time before turning his head and whispering to Jing Liang, "...Huang Tao."

Fang Yiran felt that his heart was swollen and hot. He waited for a long time while holding the phone, but no one on the other end of the phone paid any attention to him.

Fang Yiran reckoned that [-]% of the children were embarrassed, and when he was about to post another two or three emoticons, Yu Rong finally replied to him.

Yu Rong: I don't understand what you are saying.

Fang Yiran was about to die of joy, so he continued to act along with him with a sullen face.

Fang Yiran: Ah, so it wasn’t for buying me a cake?

Fang Yiran: woo woo woo

Fang Yiran: I was thinking too much

Fang Yiran: [crying loudly]

Yu Rong: ...you think too much

Fang Yiran: But as for the cake, it would be great if there was a small chocolate sign saying Happy Birthday to me! !I can also post on Weibo! !

Yu Rong: You think too much! !

Yu Rong put down the phone angrily.

"Is there any other request?" Yu Jingliang asked, "If there is no one, I will place an order?"

Yu Rong paused, and finally said reluctantly: "Give him another blessing card, just... the one made of chocolate."