Weird Gacha Machine

Starting today, Yin Mu will see Xu Huang again every day, and every now and then, he will meet Meng Er, the plague god, and stay on the bed and refuse to get up.

Occasionally, there will be times that I don't want to face. The days when Song Qingqiao was alone in my life no longer exist, how sad.

Song Qingqiao got up very early, put on the high-necked brown sweater he wore once and was teased once, added a white shirt, and finally put on a camel-colored overcoat.Never wear only one pair of pants.

I don't know if it's because I'm in a good mood or something, but I spent half an hour doing my hair.

"Why are you dressed up so fancy?" Yin Mu slowly put on his long johns, there was no way, old people couldn't be compared with young people.

"Is there? You don't dress up much."

Oh, it's always been beautiful.

"You didn't have early class in the morning, did you? Go out on a date?"

"Send you to school."

It takes less than 10 minutes to walk the fucking distance, and you still have to send it?

Song Qingqiao took Yin Mu's coat with a large fur collar and wrapped it around his body, and wrapped the scarf knitted by grandma, and nodded with satisfaction: "It looks warm."

"Brother Qiao, listen to my advice, there are only two degrees outside, you should wear more." Yin Mu held his face and rubbed it in the palm of his hand, it was soft.

"not cold."

As soon as he stepped out of the door, the wind slapped his face, and Yin Mu buried half of his face in the scarf, lamenting that this winter is really unbearable, and he hasn't gotten used to it after 20 years.

"Boss Yin!" Xu Huang greeted a bear like a bear wearing a down jacket with his messenger bag on his back, "I just saw him in the back and said who the fuck is crazy and came out wearing a coat in such a cold day. Come to think of it, it’s really Brother Qiao.”

Song Qingqiao glanced at him and smirked.

Brother Huang was frightened: "Okay, what are you doing at our school?"

"Listen to the lecture."

There is a safety education lecture this morning.

Xu Huang quickly took out his mobile phone and typed, and then Yin Mu received a message: [Brother Qiao is really stupid? !Fucking cold wind in the morning to listen to the lecture? !Is there something wrong with him? ! 】

Yin Mu immediately replied: [Do you have no idea if you are sick or not? 】

"You two like to play this kind of game where I'm in the middle and send messages to each other." Song Qingqiao walked straight forward without stopping, bravely going forward against the cold wind.

Damn, he actually thinks he's a bit handsome.

Yin Mu caught up with him: "Don't, go have breakfast."

The egg porridge in the Z cafeteria is still very good. Xu Huang sat across from the two of them, looking left and right, hesitating for a long time before letting out a fart.

"Tsk tsk."

Come on, the two nightmares of Yin Mu's senior year are here.

Meng Er sat next to Xu Huang with a plate, facing Song Qingqiao, shook half of the deep-fried dough sticks into the human bowl without saying anything.

Song Qingqiao stopped holding the spoon and turned to push his glasses: "I don't eat deep-fried dough sticks."

"Try it, it's delicious in porridge." Menger said.

Yin Mu was stunned by his operation, and Xu Huang was also stunned.

"Try fart, try, who the hell told you to add random things to his bowl!?" Yin Mu hurriedly dragged Song Qingqiao's bowl and exchanged it with his own, "Eat this bowl."

? ? ?Brother Huang was even more stunned, what kind of operation is this?

Meng Er then shook the other half of fried dough sticks into Yin Mu's bowl, looked at Song Qingqiao expectantly, and wrote "Quickly try" three big characters.

"Boss Yin will be angry if you continue like this." Song Qingqiao replied indifferently.

No, I'm already angry.

"I said you are fucking looking for a beating today, right!? You don't want to eat breakfast?" Yin Mu picked up the sticky fried dough sticks and threw them back on Meng Er's plate, two together.

"What's the matter if I just let him eat fried dough sticks?" Meng Er asked with a smile.

Oh shit.

"He said he wouldn't eat it. What do you mean by letting people eat it?" If it wasn't for the sake of the students in the school, Meng Er would already be lying on the ground now.

"It seems that the two of you have solved the problem?"

"What's the problem?" Xu Huang's IQ was back online.

Meng Er turned to look at Xu Huang, his expression changed from surprise to amused: "You don't know?"

"Know... what?" Ren Xu Huang couldn't figure out the meaning behind Meng Er's intriguing expression even if he was thinking about it.

Meng Er took a bite of the deep-fried dough stick and smacked it vigorously, Song Qingqiao lost interest in eating, glanced at Boss Yin and Brother Huang, and sighed: "Brother Huang, why didn't you block Boss Yin in your circle of friends last time? "

Where the hell is this?

"Need...do you need it?" Xu Huang felt that the consequences of every word spoken on this occasion would be unimaginable, and inexplicable smoke was everywhere, and he was the one who was kept in the dark.

Menger didn't reveal the matter as easily as shaking fried dough sticks. On the contrary, he was complacent because he was the only one who knew.

No matter how Xu Huang tried, he just shook his head, enjoying the pleasure of being desired by others.

The school auditorium has already gathered students one after another, sitting sparsely, and the monitor is responsible for roll call and sign in.

The monitor of Yin Mu's class is a girl with pimples on her face, named Li Chun.Seeing the two of them coming, Li Chun made two checks on the roll call book, and never raised his head again.

When the time came, a familiar face walked up on the podium, wearing a police uniform, so angry that Su asked Officer Su.

Xu Huang cursed in a low voice, and coincidentally, Yin Mu also cursed in a low voice.

One scolded the little policeman who wanted to see Lu Hengliang's parents.

One scolded the little policeman in the smoking area who insisted on persuading people to quit smoking.

Not much difference in essence.

Su Rang's eyes wandered down the stage. There were thousands of people in total, but he just stared at a few acquaintances. Two of them were minors who came to the bureau not long ago to pick up fights, and one looked like a minor.

Song Qingqiao secretly tugged Yin Mu's hand: "Mr. Yin, I'm leaving."

"What? I still want to send you off?"

"Okay."

I see you are clever.

Yin Mu followed Song Qingqiao out of the auditorium. There was no one there at this time. Song Qingqiao put his hands in his coat pockets and opened his arms: "Let's have dinner together at noon."

Yin Mu looked around for a while, then embraced happily: "I'll pick you up."

Is this how it feels to be in love?No, this is what it feels like to fall in love with someone you like?Whether it is a man or a woman, as long as you like it, you will give the other person a layer of gold. So should you thank the person who likes this emotion or the person who gave you this emotion?Anyway, that person is really more important.

The heart that had been silent for a long time was beating wildly every moment after meeting him, as if it was about to pop out of the chest, unprecedented, and every second was more intense than the previous second.Humans are always greedy, and whether the desire is high or low, this point cannot be erased.

At the end of the safety education lecture, it happened to be past eleven o'clock, so I was in time to pick up Song Qingqiao from school.Yin Mu and Xu Huangyouyou walked out of the auditorium after the crowd dispersed. Meng Er, who was walking fast, was called away by his instructor.

"You two, stop."

"Officer Su! What a coincidence!" Xu Huang had a premonition that something bad was going to happen when he heard the sound.

"Xu Huang, and this student from University B?" Su Rang put on a thicker and longer down jacket over the police uniform, which looked even more bearish than brother Huang.

Yin Mu laughed wryly: "Officer Su, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"I'm just wondering, I'm going to University B this afternoon, why are you rushing over to listen in the morning?" Su Rang walked side by side with the two of them, examining Yin Mu with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"Actually, I'm in Z University." Yin Mu asked Brother Huang for help, "Student Xu Huang."

"Ah, yes, yes, I didn't know you knew each other." Xu Huang said.

Su Rang wrapped himself in a down jacket and said, "Things gather according to their kind, and people are divided according to that group."

So when Lu Hengliang went to the restaurant to meet Su Rang, his face was stinky.

"Don't put on a face, we'll see you again this afternoon." Su Rang looked at Lu Hengliang, "You think I want to hold lecture tours with you little brats."

"Why did you come here? Wasn't it always Old Feng?" Xu Huang asked.

"I just transferred from P City, and Lao Feng gave me the task."

"P City!" Yin Mu and Brother Huang said in unison.

"What's the matter? Is there a fellow villager?"

Yin Mu continued, "I am from P City."

"Hey, I said why do you look familiar, what's your name?"

"Yin Mu."

"Are you from No. [-] Middle School?"

When the fellow sees the fellow, tears well up.

"Yes."

"During my internship, I took a case from No. [-] Middle School."

"What case?" Xu Huang asked again, always focusing on such crucial points.

Su Rang thought for a while and said, "It's none of your business, are you listening to jokes?"

"Don't you people in P City fucking like to talk halfway!" Ge Huang was so angry, Meng Er had already pissed him off once today, and now he's doing it for the second time.

Lu Hengliang and Song Qingqiao ate their own food from the beginning to the end, without their eyes wandering.

Yin Mu and Su Rang didn't continue this topic anymore, after all, things can't be explained clearly in a few words, so it's useless to say it now.

"Lu Hengliang, is your birthday coming soon?" Su Rang cleverly changed the topic, but it wasn't that clever.

Lu Heng, who was named, gave a cold hand, and Xu Huang's back was covered with cold sweat.

Lu Hengliang's birthday is on Christmas Eve. According to the usual practice, no one can contact him on that day. There is no birthday party, no birthday wine, and it is a time when Lu Hengliang has no idea where he is going and what he is doing.

"Officer Su, eat well." Song Qingqiao rarely reminded her.

Su Rang felt that he seemed to have stepped on a minefield, but he didn't expect that his birthday was also a minefield.

After dinner, Su Rang and Lu Hengliang went back to B University together. Because he was worried, Xu Huang also went with him, probably because he was afraid that Su Rang would die on the way.

"What happened to Lu Hengliang's birthday?" Yin Mu asked Song Qingqiao.

Holding a cup of milk tea, the man breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not easy to say, you have to exchange things with me."

Well, don't you just want to know about the case of No. [-] Middle School that Police Officer Su handled in P City?

"Success, you go first."

Song Qingqiao contemplated for a long time and said, "Do you know Wu Yanzhao?"

The name seems to be a bit impressive?

"star?"

Wu Yanzhao was popular for a while in the 90s, he was a movie star, and then the most sensational thing was the news of his death at the beginning of the century. As a public figure, not only his words and deeds were monitored by the outside world, but even his life and death would be exposed by the media, sparking public opinion Rage.Her death made many people feel sorry for her, and she was so beautiful. People are like this, they are happy to be a bystander and put on an appearance of pointing out the country, but that was not within the scope of Yin Mu's perception, he was still too young at the time.

Song Qingqiao nodded and said, "She is Lu Mao's mother."

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Lu·Children of the Rich Family·Get a Horse·Hengliang

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