Street office where the wind lives

The wires connected indiscriminately over the Wuyi Road tore apart the early morning sky. A single layer of curtains could not block the fierce attack of ultraviolet rays, and the small bungalow was completely exposed to the morning sun.

Luan Zhou rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up from the bed with a bang, slept until the sun was up, and was satisfied.

Wei Nanfeng had disappeared, he probably left after he fell asleep in the middle of the night, Luan Zhou touched the empty bed beside him, curled his lips.

"Sleep and go, ruthless."

Today is not a day off. The toiling masses rushed to their respective jobs early in the morning, approving piles of documents and typing endless reports.

The members of the Wuyi Road Office have been discussing in full swing for half the morning.

"This is the second time Director Xiao Wei has been absent from work this month!"

"Isn't that right, eh? Why didn't Xiao Luan come here? I don't remember that he asked for leave..."

"Hey, I know! I ran into them at the night market last night. They were chatting and laughing. They seemed to be walking down the back street. I didn't have the nerve to go up and say hello."

"Running to the backstreet in a black light? Be good, you're blaming your eyesight, I'm afraid it will ruin Director Wei's good deed!"

Everyone knew it well, and burst into a burst of malicious laughter.

Wei Nanfeng's lifelong event is a headache for the people of Wuyi Road. When I didn't know it, I introduced him to the eldest daughter and the younger daughter-in-law.Now that they know that they like the young man, they started to wait and see for him. Recently, Luan Zhou and their little director Wei got very close.

"Ah Choo—" One of the central characters in the gossip storm was squatting in the small bungalow in the backyard, and sneezed loudly.

"Who misses me?" Rubbing his nose, Luan Zhou rolled the last T-shirt into a tube and squeezed it into the locker one by one. Wei Nanfeng's locker was stuffed into an indeterminate bomb by him. Two lockers The door was closed together tenaciously, and the things inside were ready to burst out at any time and spray people's faces.

After busying himself, he pushed the three empty boxes to the corner. Luan Zhou rubbed his waist and stood up, exercised his muscles and bones, and walked leisurely to the front yard.

As soon as he stepped through the door, dozens of searchlight-like gazes all hit him... on the hand that supported his waist.

Seeing this, several older aunts came up one after another "tsk tsk tsk", pulling chairs and handing water, occasionally interspersed with a few whispers that they thought their voices were very low.

"Looking at the posture, yesterday was a lot of tossing."

"Don't mention it, Xiao Wei is also true. I am too tired to come to work, and let Xiao Luan come. There is no such thing as squeezing the employees."

"When you get out of bed, you don't recognize people. Men are stinky."

"That's what I said, isn't Ren Xiaoluan a big guy, it's not sure who will do it yesterday."

"Oh~ yo ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

Luan Zhou was terrified by the weird atmosphere, accepted everyone's special care inexplicably, and kept nodding his head in thanks: Could it be that they knew about my move to the backyard?

"Xiao Luan, Xiao Wei has lived alone for too long, thank you for your hard work."

"Look at this pale face, if you can't do it, go back and rest, if Xiao Wei blames you, we will blame him!"

Luan Zhou was flattered, and quickly waved his hands and said, "It's not hard work, it's just a move. Thank you for your concern, Wei Nan...Director Wei has taken good care of me."

Not knowing what they had imagined, the aunts gasped.

"My God, do we live together here?"

"Xiao Wei is fine, he has such a good child, have you heard that he has been tossed like that and still speaks for him."

"Now I can rest assured, otherwise it's not a problem to be single all the time. It doesn't matter whether you like men or women, you must have a partner."

Luan Zhou: ...

I can't understand what you are talking about.

All the mothers surrounded Luan Zhou's parents and Xi family for a long time, and then let him go, and went back to work with smiles on their faces.

Luan Zhou was extraordinarily leisurely today, tapping his forehead with a finger, poking his phone in boredom, ready to make up for yesterday's update.

When he opened Weibo, he was dumbfounded.

"what is this???"

The homepage is in a mess, like a battlefield after gunpowder smoke, full of devastation.China, the United States, Japan and the Three Kingdoms swear all over the screen, and the comment area has been completely occupied.

Luan Zhou read the shocking replies. His first reaction was that his account had been hacked. He was about to post a statement for himself when he saw a big exclamation mark appear on the screen: Due to your illegal operation, the Weibo client After receiving several reports, your Weibo account has been blocked!If you have any questions, please contact customer service to make a complaint.

"Complain to you watermelon rind! What did I do wrong?!"

There was a sense of despair of returning to pre-liberation overnight. Luan Zhou sadly browsed through the unsightly comments, and soon found clues. There was a hot comment under each Weibo, which surpassed the eighteen companies of various qualities. On, unshakable.

"Daddy, what bedtime story do you want to hear today~"

The expression on the man's face when he said this is still vivid in his memory, the case has been solved,

Wei, Nan, Feng! ! ! !

Fingers fluttered on the keyboard, and he sent several WeChat messages in a row, all of which came to nothing. Luan Zhou couldn't bear it anymore, and his anger burned to the strands of his hair. He opened the address book and called out.

"Sorry, the user you called is out of service area..."

"This is, absconding in fear of crime...?"

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The ruins of the Ruins of St. Paul's have stood on the streets of Macau for a long time, and still attract tens of thousands of tourists.

A big black G galloped through the streets and alleys, stirred up a layer of dust, and drove away.

The car window opened a small crack, and dynamic electronic dance music couldn't wait to pour out from the gap.

The young man on the co-pilot twisted his body to the beat, and anytime, anywhere was a personal concert.

"Boss, this time is over, let's go to the casino for two days before going back!"

"Casinos stipulate that those under the age of 21 are not allowed to enter, and you can only apply for a temporary visa as a minor!"

Dang Jianpai is used to being bullied by two older brothers and one boss, and he is cheerful and doesn't refute. He is a sports special recruit with well-developed limbs and a simple mind.

Dangqi let out a "tow", and refused to comment on his heartless brother. Holding the ipad in his hand, he continued to look through the information of the person concerned, with a serious expression like a mourning concubine. As the intellectual core of the team, he was very tired every day.

Sitting side by side with him in the back seat was Dang Yu, who was on the phone with Wei Nanfeng last night. He and Dang Qi were twins. They had nothing in common except their looks, and their personalities were very different. Dang Yu had a lively personality. He is clever and clever, and is the "diplomatic envoy" of their regiment. Every time he undertakes business, he takes the lead as a matchmaker.

The three brothers of the Dang family each perform their own duties, and they usually turn into second-class dealers selling pig's head meat, mingling among the small merchants and hawkers along the Wuyi Road, and secretly working together for the hairless leader of the second-hand knife—Wei Nanfeng.

The director of the sub-district office is just Wei Nanfeng's ancestral family business. If he uses it to make ends meet, it basically belongs to the social minimum security level.Therefore, Wei Da's top student has been financially independent since high school. With a glib mouth and a pair of piercing eyes, he has become the leader of the Chinese national volleyball team.

Dang Qi is his deskmate in college, the two of them are cold and warm, and they are both snake-like existences, so it was extremely difficult to deal with.Being able to form a relationship is all thanks to Dang Jianpai, the heartless little brother of the Dangqi. Back then, Dang Jianpai, who was still in junior high school, was already the focus of the teachers' headaches. He didn't learn well at a young age. The daughter of the principal's family, the principal and the old man got angry and patted the table to dissuade him.

The fate of the three brothers was ill-fated. Not long after the third child was born, his parents had a serial car accident on the highway, and both husband and wife died.The ignorant brothers and a baby who was born less than a hundred days ago were left behind.

It is terrible to lack the guidance of an adult woman in the process of growing up, especially the education method of Dangqi Dangyu, which completely produces filial sons under the stick, and the concept of elder brothers like fathers is deeply rooted. A violent beating, the quite innocent child made the two bad-tempered brothers develop a stunned head.

The way of chasing girls is even more terrifying. They lie at the window in class, block the school gate, and the snacks are crispy noodles and spicy sticks. There is no chocolate cream cake that meets the aesthetics of little girls.

It's a ghost to be able to catch up!

Parents are away, elder brother is like father.The day Dang Qi was called by the school to pick up his younger brother, Wei Nanfeng happened to bump into him, and he insisted on following him in a stern manner. He didn't expect that, when he went, he forced the principal to move him, and he didn't intend to persuade Dang Jianpao to quit, and even He intends to train Wei Nanfeng to be his son-in-law.

Wei Nanfeng had already made it clear at the time that he was male and liked men, and since the little loli was really not to his liking, he declined very regretfully.But the relationship with the principal has been established. At least for the remaining two years of Dang Jianpai's junior high school career, he doesn't have to worry about being expelled. There is a good-tempered elder brother who escorts him behind him. The points were fully released, and successfully grew into a branched and eight-pointed mallet.

For this reason, Dang Qi deeply regretted agreeing to let Wei Nanfeng go with him that day. If he had known this, he might as well have let the third child be expelled and transferred to a closed school as soon as possible.However, this is all for later.

At least at that time, the conflict between the two people was wiped out, and the original discrepancy turned into a sympathy for each other. The party flag followed suit and gave up the title of school bully, respectfully called Wei Nanfeng the boss, and once called, it lasted eight years.

After Wei Nanfeng became an official home arrangement teacher, the four of them joined forces to pick up the work, and the remuneration was distributed according to work, and all of them were kept secret from the outside world. Before the home arrangement market in China has not opened, rash publicity is likely to be pushed to the center of public opinion. On the cusp of the storm, Wei Nanfeng just wanted to do his best to help those in need and earn some extra money. As for those public reports, he was not interested, and it also violated the original intention of the four people.

Director Wei, who was absconding in fear of crime, was very chic on the way to escape. Big G flew all the way to the hotel at a low altitude, and then he remembered to take out the Gionee Voice King that died in the suitcase and recharge it. Wechat popped up unread messages, all from Comrade Luan Zhou's soul torture was nothing more than two things. The first one: Do you want to run away after sleeping?The second thing: Damn, why is my Weibo account blocked!

Wei Nanfeng took out a cigarette, did not light it, and twirled it in his hand. The old god read all the messages, and then turned off the phone again, without replying a word.

Dang Yu swaggered over with a cup of coffee he got from someone he didn't know where to cheat, glanced at the screen as he passed by, and said leisurely:

"Boss, which little beauty sent you a message? Why don't you go back to her house? You look so anxious. Is it the one from Ruanxiang yesterday?"

Wei Nanfeng kicked him two miles away, but the smile on his face didn't hold back: "Go away, your boss is the kind of person who starts to mess up and ends up giving up! I didn't reply because..."

Dang Yu rubbed his butt that had been broken into eight petals, and slipped away, leaving Wei Nanfeng alone, leaning his elbows on the table, staring at the blacked-out screen, his mind fluttering.

"Because...we'll meet again soon."

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