you are a girl

Li Lingyu looked at the three people in the group, all of them were in the posture of wanting to make a clean break, as if they would immediately end their friendship, but he has not been kicked out of the group so far, and silently patted his frightened little girl. heart.

Li Lingyu is a writer, an internet writer, who writes about Tanmei.Since I was in college, I have plunged into the vast ocean of online literature, and I am still swimming in it.

He has known the other four people in this group since he started writing web articles, at least three years.

Xixi: Xuanxuan, are you even abandoning me?Didn't they agree to be each other's little padded jackets to warm each other's life? !

Yin Xuan: A person like you can live up to 2 episodes in a TV series!You must not be my little padded jacket, and I don't want to stand behind you to protect you!So, goodbye.

Xixi: Shopkeeper, will Xipi I not turn back as agreed?

Shopkeeper: But I didn't expect you to be a man!So forget it, there will be no future between us.

Young Master: So, the luxury ship sailing on the sea, just like that, sinks as soon as it says it will sink.

Xixi: Then this group of heartless people!

"Oh shit! Rabbit, you're sitting on the bed early in the morning with a resentful face. What are you doing? Did you get dumped, or did you get raped and the other party didn't take responsibility?" Ke Jimo shirtless , standing at the door with white and tender flesh, looking at Li Lingyu in horror.

Li Lingyu rubbed her face silently: "It's okay."

"Get up, go get some food." Ke Jimo patted Li Lingyu's bed.

"Isn't today Saturday?" Li Lingyu flipped through the calendar, and it was indeed Saturday.

Ke Jimo had already opened the cabinet and began to rummage through his clothes to change.

"And it's six o'clock in the morning." Li Lingyu looked at Ke Jimo, who had already put on a white T-shirt, with a broken heart. He was reluctant, holding his phone and just wanted to continue lying down.

"I went to paint the wall with Lao Wang today, did you forget?" Ke Jimo muttered, seeing Li Lingyu shaking his head and lying back, he rushed directly to Li Lingyu's bed and began to lift the quilt, "This month said Yes, lend me 2000 yuan! If you don’t follow Lao Wang to paint walls, where will you get me so much money!”

Li Lingyu covered the quilt with quick eyes and hands, then sat up, sighed and finally compromised under Ke Jimo's lustful power.

Although Li Lingyu is actually rich, he can still borrow 2000 yuan. After all... the manuscript fee for this book has just been issued this month, and the amount is still very considerable.

In addition to being a small and transparent writer, Li Lingyu is also a junior student in the Design Department of Z University. He followed Lao Wang's saddle and horse to go out and paint walls all the year round, working tirelessly under the wind and sun.Of course, the remuneration obtained from it is still very considerable, [-] packs of lunch and dinner a day, and occasionally I can go out to the next restaurant to sing K or something.

"Did Lao Wang say where it is this time?" Li Lingyu held a bun in his mouth, another in his hand, and a bottle of sweet milk from Liziyuan in his pocket, and rushed behind Ke Jimo Rush to the staff apartment of the school.

"I heard it's in the urban area. It seems to be a network technology company. I don't know the specifics." Ke Jimo bit the bun inside and muttered inarticulately, then turned to look at Li Lingyu who was moving slowly. , and finally couldn't bear it anymore, he did it directly, dragging Li Lingyu forward.

When the two arrived at the staff apartment, Lao Wang was putting various tools and paints into the trunk of his Alto.

"Old Wang, anyway, I'm going to the Internet technology company, why don't you drive this BMW of yours?" Ke Jimo threw away the packing bag in his hand, rolled up his sleeves and began to help.

Li Lingyu ate his own breakfast silently, not making trouble.

"When you are pretending to be aggressive, you have to pretend to be aggressive. You asked me to drive a BMW in this suit? This is not called pretending, it is called stupidity." Lao Wang pointed to his body that had been contaminated by acrylic, and he didn't know what it was. What color, I don't know which factory I got the work clothes from, and I patted Ke Jimo's shoulder earnestly, "Go and measure the size today, and calculate the price when you come back, and then drive a BMW tomorrow to pretend to be aggressive."

"Then why are you bringing the paint?" Li Lingyu asked curiously.

"The cultural wall I painted for the police station last time said that a part was knocked off, and I just put it back together. Let's go and make up the knocked-off picture." Lao Wang couldn't stop after speaking. Shaking his head and sighing, "Hey, it's not good to work for powerful people, and I can't afford to provoke them. Otherwise, I won't go!"

"But, the year before last, you painted the city's cultural wall for ten months." Li Lingyu bit his straw and drank milk, followed him into the car, and couldn't help complaining.

Lao Wang's wall painting business started from painting cultural walls for the government's urban construction. It has a large area, a wide range, takes a long time, and earns a lot.It took a full ten months to draw, and hundreds of people participated in it.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Old Wang reversed the car violently, then slammed on the accelerator and rushed out.