The strong A who offended most of the universe has changed to O [Interstellar]

"You two so early?" Kong Jia walked out of the lounge, and was surprised to find that Yang Xinghe and Li Moyi were already in the spaceship.

"You should also dress up smartly. A reporter arranged by the military will come to interview our progress later." Li Moyi stood on a high support frame and waved at him.

Julian, who heard the movement, was sleepy: "Ah, oh, then I'll go back and change into a suit."

For the convenience of work, they usually wear clothes that are quite convenient for sports, and dust is rubbed all over their bodies. If this image is on the news, it will be too ugly.

"It's time to change clothes, but not a suit." Yang Xinghe held something in his hand and walked up to Julian, "Close your eyes."

Julian looked at him in confusion, and said with a smile, "You want to kiss me secretly?"

Then, a sharp gaze looked at him from the cabin of the spaceship. Li Moyi was leaning against the cabin door, looking at him coldly.

In front of Alpha, molesting an omega that has been marked by him is a very dangerous act.

Julian hurriedly closed his eyes obediently, feeling that Yang Xinghe had painted some messy things on his body, face, and head.

Kong Jia on the side was snickering, it must not be a good thing.

"Okay." Yang Xinghe stepped back.

Julian saw his glorious image in the reflection of the metal plate on the side: his whole body was covered with putty, his face was black and gray, and his hair was a mess.

Especially like a profession on the ancient earth: beggars.

"Ah!!!" Julian wailed, "We have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges these days, why are you doing this to me?"

Said to rush to take a shower.

Yang Xinghe stopped him: "If you don't want to have a good future in the future, then go wash up and come out in a tuxedo."

"Eh? What do you say?" Julian was puzzled.

Kong Jia and Lin Ke looked at him in confusion.

At this moment, Li Moyi had already got off the plane, and he put his face in front of Yang Xinghe: "You can't treat one more favorably than another, I want it too."

"You don't know it yourself?" Yang Xinghe disliked him very much.

Li Mo shook his head like a little yellow dog crawling out of the water: "No."

The image of a team must be neat and tidy, Yang Xinghe had no choice but to plaster him in the same way.

Although he didn't know what he was going to do, since Li Moyi was like this, Kong Jia and Lin Ke were also confused, so they followed suit and dressed themselves up.

Just as Yang Xinghe was smearing Li Moyi's face, suddenly, Li Moyi's face moved, and the putty that was supposed to be on his cheeks brushed against his eyes.

"Hiss." The putty was extremely irritating, and Li Moyi's tears flowed out immediately.

Yang Xinghe frowned, and quickly and carefully wiped Li Moyi's eye area with a wet towel. : "Why are you moving around? Does it hurt? I'll take you to wash it."

"It's okay, just wipe it off." Li Moyi tried to express that he was okay, but the putty that was stuck around his eyes fell further inward, and his eyes soon turned red.

"Don't move." Yang Xinghe pinched his chin.

"Take it easy, little ancestor, I wasn't so savage when I blew my eyes on you last time." Li Mo said with a smile.

The last time, when Yang Xinghe was disguised as Xi Bo, he was blinded by the blown sand. At that time, he and Li Moyi had known each other for a while, and they had never had any further intimate contact. That time was an opportunity designed by Yang Xinghe. If Li Moyi used sand blowing to touch him, then he could successfully steal his passport.

I didn't expect him to be so gentlemanly, even blowing sand is very gentlemanly, which directly caused Yang Xinghe's stealing plan to be postponed for two weeks.

The extra two weeks directly caused Yang Xinghe to feel that his mental state was abnormal, so he went to receive electric shock therapy.

"You are such a troublemaker." Yang Xinghe blurted out.

At this time, the reporter invited by the military department has arrived.

They looked at the five dirty people, Yang Xinghe whose eyes were bloodshot, and Li Moyi who was crying with one eye closed.

The flashing lights flickered one after another.

Before asking questions, the reporters had already imagined a story about the five staff working hard day and night in order to restore the spacecraft as soon as possible.

"The technology used by this spaceship is much higher than the average level of the current Goliath planet. In order to solve the technical secrets as soon as possible, and to ensure the permanent peace of Goliath planet, it is worthwhile for us to work hard."

Yang Xinghe's expression and tone, combined with the mud and ash on their bodies, completely set off their conscientious and diligent image.

But many people behind the screen were moved.

The reporters invited by the military department wrote many manuscripts without losing the opportunity, and analyzed in depth why Goliath could survive in the gap between the alliance and the empire. The big forces think it is an object that needs to be wooed.

The reason for this is precisely because the military has these ordinary people who are willing to be screws.

In the opinion poll that night, the voice for reducing military spending dropped sharply by 17% from the previous day, and the support rate of the current speaker was 10% higher than the opponent.

That night, the mind control team received the speaker's dinner invitation.

"Professor Yang, do we still have to dress like that?" Kong Jia timidly pointed at the dirty clothes that exuded a pungent smell.

Yang Xinghe smiled and shook his head: "No, put on your best clothes, show your best side, and let everyone see that besides work, you are also a handsome man who understands life and has aesthetics, otherwise , in the future, if you want to eat well and live well, some people will point out that you have forgotten your roots."

After getting his advice, everyone went back to tidy up.

After taking a bath, Yang Xinghe also took out a dress and when he was wearing a bow tie for himself, he ran into a little trouble. The large scar on his shoulder made it difficult for his arm to move. Wrap your hands around the back of your neck to fasten the bow tie.

"Want to help?" Li Moyi was already fully dressed, leaning against the door with his arms folded.

Yang Xinghe didn't say a word, trying to make the buckle of the bow tie approach slowly with his fingers.

Suddenly Li Mo walked towards him with a big stride, took the bow tie from his hand, and fastened it for him: "When you fasten it, the desserts at the dinner party will be finished."

"Thank you." Yang Xinghe turned to leave, but Li Moyi pressed his shoulders and turned him around.

"I didn't expect that wearing a piece of clothing would allow you to play so many tricks. No wonder you offended so many people, but you can still get the Platinum Star Medal." Li Mo smiled lightly, "I'm very happy, I'm not your enemy now .”

The author has something to say: in the etiquette order of western food, dessert is the last course, sometimes it is the penultimate course, and the last course is coffee.

There are many similar real events about clothes affecting events. This story tells us that packaging yourself is very important.

From a distance, I feel that this article is about to change from a glamorous story to a field of thick black studies. Sure enough, unscrupulous sand sculptures and serious doing bad things are my way.