I chase after the actor by lifting iron

After Mingchen finished speaking, he felt a little impulsive, especially when he saw Si Yanan hesitate.

He felt his cheeks burning hot, and wanted to make up for it, expressing that he didn't mean to enter the male god's room.

"Then what, you can take it out and give it to me..."

"It's okay." Si Yan'an gave up his position: "Go in."

Ming Chen had no choice but to enter the room blushing, and saw the overturned table by the window at a glance.

Only then did he realize that the loud noise was not an explosion, but a table falling down. No wonder there was such a loud noise.

The broken small electric fan fell to the ground. It was originally only the size of a desk lamp. After the body and head were separated, it became smaller. Some parts were missing around it. It looked very miserable.

Ming Chen didn't ask how the table fell over, and went to pick up the parts.

After just picking things up, Si Yan'an has silently lifted the table and put it back to its original place.

"There shouldn't be any problem," Ming Chen sat down on the ground in fear of soiling his bed: "I'll put it together first and see, it's probably a bad connection or something."

As he spoke, he bowed his head and fiddled.

He is good at disassembling and assembling small appliances.

Brother Chen and Sister Xin have always lived frugally. When Yangxin Zhai was not making so much money, if something broke in the house, she would feel distressed for several days.

Ming Chen was especially afraid that others would be in a bad mood, and would feel flustered every time this happened.

One winter, Sister Xin's antique little sun, which had been used for many years, broke down, so she had to sell it to the scrap yard.With his pocket money, he bought the things back, brought the maintenance guide he searched on the Internet, and with the help of the owner of the bicycle store at the intersection, he successfully repaired the little sun.

Sister Xin, Brother Chen, was overjoyed, and praised him for being smart and capable. During that whole winter, Mingchen felt that the little sun was burning very warmly.

Since then, he has been interested in these things, let alone an electric fan, he has even repaired mobile phones.

Of course, if it’s too complicated, I can at most install an ambient light on the back of Xinjie’s iPhone.

This small electric fan is very new, a high-tech one without blades.

Ming Chen didn't dare to move the head of the electric fan, and put the broken parts on the base first.

It was very hot, and he had just taken a shower, and he was still sweating quickly.His eyelashes were wet, and he couldn't help squinting his left eye.Still holding the wire in his hand, he could only lift his shoulders and rub it.

After two seconds, a gust of wind suddenly blew from the side.

Ming Chen looked over in surprise.

An ordinary electric fan in good condition was placed on the ground, whistling towards him.

"You fix yours." Si Yanan pressed the switch to shake his head.

Ming Chen: "...where did it come from?"

Si Yanan leaned against the table, just out of the skill range of this electric fan: "It's also mine."

Ming Chen snorted, and connected the wires on his hands. The screws couldn't be unscrewed without tools, so he wrapped them with tape first.

Then he couldn't help but raised his head and asked again: "Then what were you anxious about just now?"

"I don't want to use this, it's not muted, it's too noisy." Si Yan'an said.

Ming Chen raised a question mark, thinking what was the noise, isn't it just an ordinary electric fan with blades?

The kind that doesn't squeak when you shake your head!

He listened distractedly to the sound of the fan while fixing the parts, and didn't notice that Si Yanan went out for a short time, and when he came back, he put the screwdriver wrench and two tubes of super glue on his crossed legs.

The tool collided with the ground, making a tinkling sound.

Ming Chen pursed his lips and smiled at him embarrassedly.

There is really no major problem with the electric fan, it should be to the extent that it can be cured with a single tap.After being put together by Ming Chen, he plugged in the electricity and started working with dignity.

He listened attentively, and felt that it was indeed very quiet, even the sound of the wind was cautious.

"Ability," Si Yan'an praised him, "There are quite a few who know it."

Ming Chen blushed when he was praised, just like when Sister Xin praised him for the first time when she repaired the little sun.For a moment, he really hoped that all the electrical appliances in Si Yan'an's house would explode immediately, and he would listen to the praise a few more times.

"Go back and rest, I'll treat you to dinner next time." Si Yan'an said again.

Mingchen has heard a lot of "treat you to dinner next time" that will not be honored, and he often forgets after listening.But when Si Yanan said that, knowing that it was just a polite remark, he still couldn't hide his excitement, nodded with a blushing face, and trotted out.

"Mingchen." Si Yan'an suddenly stopped him.

Ming Chen stopped the car and turned back.

"Take this away." Si Yanan shook the electric fan that had just blown past him, and with the other hand, he twisted the wire and plug twice.

The group of monks in Chanxin Temple believes in calmness and natural coolness. There is no electrical appliance in the room except for an electric kettle.In this age where there is air conditioning everywhere, Sister Xi Shi never thought of bringing him an electric fan.

However, there is no urban heat in Fengshan, and Ming Chen could bear it in the first few days.

However, the torrential rain has passed, and the temperature has continued to rise since yesterday, making it difficult to sleep at night.

Ming Chen didn't know how Si Yan'an saw what he needed, or he didn't know, so he just said it casually.

Even if it was a coincidence, Ming Chen was suddenly very happy.

He carried the electric fan in his arms lightly, and was about to thank him when Si Yan'an suddenly said, "I'll be back in two days."

Ming Chen was stunned, and met Si Yan'an's eyes.

The tree shadow cast on his face just now was suddenly blown away by the wind, probably because of the glare of the sun, his pupils shrunk under the light, and his green eyes became more and more transparent.

"Ah...Okay." Ming Chen slowed down, "Which day will it be in two days?"

Si Yan settled for a moment: "Tomorrow, probably in the afternoon."

***

In the evening, Ming Chen turned on an electric fan that might not be very quiet, and browsed Si Yan'an's circle of friends amidst the very unquiet chirping of cicadas.

The WeChat group rang.

[calm family]

Zhou Wandui: What did the youngest post this afternoon?

Ming Chen cut in and typed.

Xiao Ming lay down: "Flowers and plants, what plants do you think are better?"The name sounds more precious and rare

Zhou Wandui: Rare? ? ? ?what are you doing

Xiao Ming lay down: even more beautiful

Xiao Ming lay down: It’s best to be moved as soon as you see it

Zhou Wandui: ...

Zhou Wandui: Being touched has nothing to do with flowers and plants, but has more to do with the sender

Ming Chen's face felt hot, he threw away the phone, pulled up the thin quilt to cover his face, and lay down flat.

After a while, the group voice sounded, and he answered it dejectedly.

"What's wrong with the youngest?" Pingzi asked, "I just got off work."

Zhou Wandui: "He has a situation. Who else can he hook up with while leading a practice in the mountains, and he is going to give them flowers and plants!"

Pingzi: "Pay attention to the wording, what should I do if there are people next to me?"

Zhou Wandui: "I'm alone! I just took a shower! I'm not a fool!"

The two talked about it, and Lu Mang, who was calm and calm, finally came online.

"Who are you sending it to?" He said two words neatly, Pingzi and Zhou Wandui stopped talking, waiting for Mingchen to speak.

Ming Chen sighed slowly: "Give it to Si Yan'an..."

Lu Mang stopped talking.

There was a thrilling silence on the phone.

After a while, Lu Mang said, "Give him a handful of green onions, it's practical."

Pingzi then said: "Cabbage cores are easy to grow, and they will sprout even if they are placed on a plate."

It took a long time for Zhou Wandui to react.

Half a minute later, he finally turned pale with shock, and grasped the point: "Damn it??? Why did you hook up with Si Na!? Did he also take Fa to practice?"

This topic ended quickly in Ming Chen's dry narration, Lu Mang didn't want to hear it after hearing a few sentences, and forcibly broke the topic.

"I saw Liu Cha on TV today," Lu Mang said, "I saw it in the toilet, and I ran away when I saw it."

Zhou Wandui yelled, "Did you beat him!? Fucking wall-pasting thing!"

Lu Mang had no choice but to say, "I told you to run away when you see me, how can you beat me up?"

He paused and then said: "But I ended up there early. I asked him that he was still recording in Hall [-]. It was very challenging, so I went upstairs to find him. That's a coward. I was standing on the sidelines, and he saw me and It was like seeing a ghost, and he fell off the inflatable slide, and several people couldn't get him up."

Zhou Wandui posted a GIF of scallops in the group that made them want to applaud.

When it was over, Pingzi said, "You didn't talk to him?"

Lu Mang: "No, I guess I'll kneel when I see you. You idiots don't have the mental quality."

"Tsk," Zhou Wandui made a loud noise in displeasure: "Just catch Chenmei and pull the wool, don't you think he's easy to bully? Wait for Chenmei to lead her hair to a great achievement in cultivation, and slap him into the sky with a single slap."

It's a pity that this kind of thing can't really be solved with fists, and even if you want to slap him, you can't slap the physical version.

Lu Mang said: "The company talked to you about a public welfare resource. You can somewhat wash away the comments about the pigeons in the program group. No one will scold you. It is estimated that the discussion will be finished in two days, and sister Xishi will tell you."

Ming Chen was a little surprised.

It was very helpless for the company to give him so many days off. Ming Chen guessed that he would make money from morning to night when he went down the mountain. He never thought that they would be willing to do business that didn't make money.

Ming Chen obediently responded.

Pingzi comforted him: "Don't think too much, be happy, and slap him in the face sooner or later. Also, give Si Yan'an some onions, it's pretty nice too."

Lu Mang snorted: "The price of green onions has increased recently, it's not cheap."

Ming Chen hung up the voice, forgot what he said just now, and only remembered it...

He can't really give the male god a green onion!

The male god's sentence at noon was actually a bit subtle. Ming Chen thought about it all afternoon, and always felt that the sentence "in two days" was a bit vague and meant that he didn't want to have anything to do with him.

Otherwise, why do you have to be vague when the time is clearly set?

But the male god had dinner with him again, gave him an electric fan, and finally said the exact time, so he wanted to pretend he didn't hear it.

Still want to say goodbye, want to give a gift.

At the beginning, his thinking went into a misunderstanding, thinking where he could find tenacious plants such as cactus and air pineapple in the mountains, because Si Yan'an could even feed a hyacinth to death, so he really didn't dare to expect him to feed others.

But thinking about it the other way around, doesn't the male god himself know?Now that I know it, I'm still working tirelessly on lilies of the valley, lotus leaves, and little white rabbit bladderwort... It seems that I don't give up.

Then how could he get a cactus to discourage the enthusiasm of the male god?

[Mr. Mingchen, you have yet to complete the task of running 5000 meters today.You have completed fourteen consecutive days, and at the end of today, you can receive the third stage reward and hug the male god. ] The system said: [I wish you good health and prosperous martial arts]

This passage was repeated every hour, and Ming Chen had already listened to it three times at night, and it would be too late if he didn't get up for a run.

Although I have no confidence in receiving it successfully, I can't miss the opportunity right in front of me.

He sighed deeply, and struggled to sit up: "Father, what do you think I should give as a gift? How about I walk around the mountains... I saw something interesting and dig it?"

System: [Mr. Mingchen, as long as you insist on exercising with scientific methods and learning the spirit of martial arts, I can assist you in completing the basic scanning and positioning functions. ]

Ming Chen was taken aback.

System: [As long as you insist on using scientific...]

Ming Chen rushed out like a gust of wind: "Okay, I get it! I will exercise hard, thank you Dad!"