Weird Gacha Machine

Song Qingqiao, there is no limit to death.The easier it is to irritate a person, the more he will do it. Do you owe it or do you owe it?Ms. Zeng hates Song Xiangyi so much, you still have to bring up the matter of his getting married, it's just out of desperation.The blow to the head was not bad.

"What's your mother's name?" Yin Mu asked, she couldn't always be called by Ms. Zeng, it seemed disrespectful.

"Zeng Ruoyu, just call her Miss Zeng, that's what everyone calls her."

"Where is the allusion?"

"Miss is angry."

It makes sense.

"What if the plate is gone?"

"It's not just the plates, the whole set has been smashed, fix it, and replace it with a new set."

"You're quite open-minded."

Song Qingqiao's mentality is incomparable to ordinary people, it's all honed out, as for when he started honing it, he doesn't know, anyway, it won't take three to five years to reach his level.

January comes quickly, but winter passes slowly.Slowly, the drawing board on the balcony has not been touched by the owner for a long time. After Song Qingqiao limped from his feet and broke his head, he simply took a long vacation and began to stay in the room day and night.His old room.

what to do?Draw the manuscript, and draw desperately.According to his words, people still have to bow their heads for five buckets of rice.

Simply put, it is for money.Song Qingqiao is not such a planned person. It can be seen from some aspects that his style of taking one step at a time is applied to many things, such as spending money too much, not taking his body seriously, going to school at will etc.But it was the first time to see him so short of money.

Yin Mu always felt that something was wrong.

"Brother Huang, I have something to ask you." After class, Yin Mu and Xu Huang went to a restaurant, a western restaurant with luxurious decoration, and it seemed expensive, so Xu Huang dragged Yin Mu here.

Each table of guests here is an independent private room and an independent chef.

Xu Huang's urination is like this, he thinks this kind of restaurant is more in line with his temperament.

"But it doesn't matter."

……

Do high-end restaurants have to be paired with high-end vocabulary?

"Brother Qiao, how much was his prize money in the previous competition?"

Xu Huang thought for a while: "It seems to be only [-]."

...that's [-].

"However, there was a signing in the game, signing an album or something."

"Picture books?"

"That's right, that's it."

I don't know how the contract was signed, but it seems that Song Qingqiao should be painting that recently.

"I didn't see him anxious before, but now I have to draw more than ten hours a day to count." Yin Mu complained, worry is inevitable.

"Isn't it the beginning of the new year? It's time for the hospital to pay the fee. I didn't think about digging the grave until I was about to die."

"Hey, how do you talk!" No, "Is he paying the money at the hospital?"

Xu Huang's pupils trembled, brother Qiao, he didn't tell Boss Yin about anything after being together for so long! ?

Yin Mu sensed his panic, and sighed: "We haven't talked much about money."

Xu Huang ran away from home in his head, money is the biggest problem for Brother Qiao, okay?

"Hey, Mr. Yin, I don't even know what to say about you."

"If you have farts, hurry up, or you will suffocate your body."

Xu Huang was also determined to have a good talk with Yin Mu today, so he quickly stuffed two mouthfuls of pan-fried veal steak to fill his stomach.

"Let me calculate for you first, Brother Qiao's annual expenses. The hospital hospitalization fee is [-] yuan a year. Before, I hired a nurse, which cost more, but now I don't hire it. Anyway, I have to be beaten away by his mother." .Let’s talk about himself, the annual tuition and miscellaneous fees are almost [-]. And the living expenses are miscellaneous. After staying with him for so long, you know it well, don’t you?”

Yin Mu said to him in a daze: "It's all... He has to pay for it all by himself?"

"Have you checked his wallet?"

"I'm sick, what are you looking for in his wallet?" He didn't even know where Song Qingqiao put his wallet.

Xu Huang was right when he thought about it, and said: "There are only two cards in his wallet, one is from xx bank, his father sends money into it every month, and the other is his own, and it is still in my father's name. .”

Speaking of this, Yin Mu already understands the general idea. The kid who co-authored with Song Qingqiao is not willing to use his father's money?You have to earn it with your own hands.

"When did it start?" he asked.

"It wasn't long after his parents divorced, let me think about it." Xu Huang wrung his fingers, as if he was mentally retarded, "Probably in high school."

Yin Mu was so startled that he wanted to slap himself, it turned out that Song Qingqiao was not the one who wasted his parents' money in his mind, but him.This world really creates a wave of crazy face-slapping surprises for him from time to time.

Xu Huang knew that this incident had dealt a big blow to Yin Mu, so he patted him: "Don't pay too much attention to it, Brother Qiao is a weirdo, his way of life is different from ours."

So you spend your money like dirt?Still fucking feel at ease?

Song Qingqiao is just a high school student, how did he earn so much money?In addition, he was unsurprisingly in a period of illness at the time, and while bearing the expensive hospitalization expenses and nursing expenses of his mother, he also had to pay for the considerable expenses of seeing a doctor and taking medicine.Most importantly, he has persisted until now!

"Brother Qiao, really, it's so fucking awesome." Yin Mu made a speech one by one, as if only in this way could he express his true inner feelings.

Xu Huang glanced at him: "Actually, it's not a difficult task for him, just get two awards."

To put it lightly, if you give me a try to win two big prizes a year, the probability of winning the lottery is even lower.

Yin Mu looked at the grilled prawn in front of him, but he had no appetite at all. Song Qingqiao might have to draw this grilled prawn for two days without closing his eyes.

"Brother Huang, will it be okay for us to eat a buffet of 60 yuan per person in the future? There are also prawns."

Xu Huang looked at Yin Mu, his eyes were full, I fucking knew that when you meet someone you like, you are like a silly bee.I fucking knew it!

Before Yin Mu went home, he packed a creamy mushroom pasta in the coffee shop downstairs. The coffee in this coffee shop is not very good, but the pasta is good, at least the picky Song Qingqiao likes to eat it.I also bought two cheesecakes as a snack for the children.

The kid is a veritable workaholic. If he doesn't work, he's fine. When he works, he's amazing.Forget about food and sleep, regardless of life and death.

"咚咚" knocked on the door twice, without waiting for a response, just go in.Song Qingqiao reckoned that apart from going to the toilet, she hadn't moved her bed since she sat there at eight o'clock this morning.There is only one desk lamp turned on in the whole room, the heating is turned on, and the air conditioner is also turned on. For fresh air, just look at the ashtray full of cigarette butts. You are really a desperate master, but it’s okay There is still a sliver of reason to know how to breathe, so as not to choke himself to death in this room.

Even so, Yin Mu still thinks that sentence makes sense, men at work are the most handsome!What a deadly existence this is!You think about it yourself.

"Brother Qiao, it's time to eat."

Song Qingqiao hummed lightly, but didn't intend to stop writing.

Yin Mu didn't urge him either, it seemed that his speed of writing was stuck, wouldn't it make people more upset if he kept urging him.

"Dinning with Brother Huang?" Song Qingqiao put down her pen, took off her glasses, closed her eyes and started massaging, doing eye exercises for elementary and middle school students across the country.

"Well, I wanted to bring it to you, but that store doesn't allow packing." Seeing him calm down, Yin Mu quickly put the pasta on the table, "Hurry up, the pasta will cool quickly."

Recently, Song Qingqiao's appetite has returned to the way it used to be, taking small bites, chewing twenty times in one bite, and not moving the chopsticks after two bites.

"No, take two more bites." Yin Mu saw that he was so thin, and if he continued to develop, he would really look like a sika deer, his two eyeballs bulged out.

Song Qingqiao glanced at him, and said, "You have no strength in your hands."

Well, started playing tricks again.

Yin Mu took the bowl, stirred up the noodles, and fed them to his mouth.Get used to it, Mr. Yin is happy.

"How many paintings?" Yin Mu asked while feeding.

"It's not halfway there yet."

"Tsk tsk, it's too hard. I announce that you must take a day off tomorrow."

Song Qingqiao had dark circles under her eyes, and smiled foolishly: "I want to watch a movie."

They slept soundly until midnight, when the two of them were woken up by the ringing of the phone.Song Qingqiao had to turn on his phone when he slept at night, because usually the people who called him at night were people from the hospital, and no one usually contacted him.

This time, the number was completely unfamiliar. Looking at the time again, it was [-]:[-].

"Hey."

"No, find a hotel by yourself."

After saying two more sentences, he hung up.

"Who is it?" Yin Mu asked.

"Song Xiangyi, I just got off the plane."

"Coming back so early?"

"Who knows about him."

It's hard to get a good night's sleep.

Yin Mu squeezed into his arms, and straddled his legs: "I'm going to see your sister-in-law soon."

"Why are you so excited?" Song Qingqiao was naturally not very interested in this matter, he and his brother didn't see each other twice a year, so what was his sister-in-law's business.

Yin Mu curled his lips dully: "Oh, your sister-in-law is not my sister-in-law."

Song Qingqiao looked at the person in his arms with great interest: "If you like it, take it."

"Then what should you do if your brother doesn't agree?" After staying with Song Qingqiao for a long time, he gained a lot of skill points.

"I'll try to stop him for you."

"Wait a minute, if your brother is back, wouldn't our rest day be wasted?"

The agreement to watch a movie with Brother Qiao, take Brother Qiao to eat sheep and scorpion hot pot, and then go to the bookstore together to find inspiration for Brother Qiao, isn’t it all in vain?

Brother Qiao, Brother Qiao... What kind of sister-in-law do you want at this time?

"I thought you really liked sister-in-law that much." Song Qingqiao smiled and kissed him, "Don't worry about him, he has to go back and see my dad first."

That's right, Song Xiangyi hasn't been back for four years. Fortunately, Brother Qiao has been to Japan to see him several times in the past few years. Deputy Commander Song hasn't seen his eldest son in four years.

Deputy Commander Song was also quite miserable. Seeing the eldest son was like seeing a leap year once every four years, and seeing the younger son was like seeing a Bodhisattva.If you leave your family alone and become a widowed old man, what do you think is miserable?

"Your father... isn't he very fierce?" Yin Mu also felt a little uncertain when he asked this question. After all, Song Qingqiao, Song Xiangyi, and Song Xiangyi are both gentle brothers, but he thought of the family photo he saw before. , The overly strict Deputy Commander Song showed a fierce look.

"Not fierce, just not easy to get along with."

All lonely people seem to have such a characteristic that they don't know how to get along with others. Some people choose to be lonely because they understand this, but some people don't understand this, so they are lonely.As I said before, it is actually very difficult to be truly lonely, not to communicate too much with outsiders, not to reconcile with the world, it is actually very difficult.

"My parents are also difficult to get along with." Yin Mu expressed his understanding, and the two of them also have unexpected commonalities in certain things.

Song Qingqiao smiled and hugged him tightly: "But you have grandma, and I have you."

Not only do I have grandma, I also have you.

A shining gem is hidden in Yin Mu's bedroom, just thinking about it makes me happy.

"It's disgusting, hurry up and go to bed." Yin Mu also hugged him tightly, and patted him on the back through the thin fabric of pajamas, "Brother Qiao, you are the best kid in the world."

The kid laughed so hard his body trembled twice and he closed his eyes.

The author has something to say:

Brother Qiao is worthy of the name "Treasure Boy" 2333333

sweet! ?Sweet or not! ! !