Weird Gacha Machine

When dinner was approaching, Yin Mu received a call.

"Fart your fart." Meng Er called.

"Did you forget about the class reunion today?"

? ? ?What's the date today? On the 10th, there seems to be such a thing, I really forgot.

"I didn't forget, I was just about to go out." The duck's beak and shell were still hard after it died.

"Do you know where it is?"

……

"Okay, I'll send you the address."

Yin Mu hung up the phone, looked at Song Qingqiao, looked at Mr. Yuan, looked at grandma, and said, "I have a high school reunion today, I forgot to tell you."

What a big deal.

"Then hurry up, what are you still doing here?" The speaker's grandma agreed.

Yin Mu sent a message to Song Qingqiao first when he went out.

[I really forgot about this, I will come back after dinner. 】

【it is good. 】

Leaving Song Qingqiao alone at home, what if Mr. Yuan troubles him?No, Mr. Yuan didn't care too much about being put down this afternoon, probably not, besides, there is still grandma here, and grandma is appointed to protect Brother Qiao.

[Be good. 】I still have to remind him, so as not to push his nose on his face.

[I'm super obedient. 】

When Yin Mu rushed to the hotel, Meng Er was standing outside waiting for him.

"I heard that Song Qingqiao's brother is married?"

Where did you hear about it.

"Ah."

"I heard he's still celebrating the New Year at your house?"

Sure enough, the intelligence department is not in vain.

"Who did you listen to?"

"himself."

……

"Then you ask a woolen thread, it's sick."

"Take it easy, it's New Year's Eve."

It's been a while since I saw him, but he still looks the same.

The two walked into the private room, and sat around two tables around a large round table. There were at least twenty or thirty people. It was not easy to have so many people after graduation for almost four years.Speaking of which, Meng Er was not originally in Yin Mu's class, but transferred after something happened in the third year of high school.They are science classes, it is common to transfer from theory to essay, but it is rare to transfer from essay to science.Anyway, this dog thing is just here to fool around.

Yin Mu and Meng Er, who came late, naturally attracted a lot of attention. They had no choice but to squeeze into the table with more girls.Sitting next to Yin Mu was his tablemate, a girl named Zhao Yi, who had been with him for the whole year of senior year.In Yin Mu's impression, this girl was not very conspicuous. Except for math class, she was used to play games every day in other classes, so naturally she had a serious bias towards subjects.He didn't care about other people's business, but he was really bored watching her play a game, and he didn't understand much, only the 864th time after the end, he remembered it very clearly.

It is true that the university is a plastic surgery knife. Now Zhao Yi has no girls left in the audience.

"Time is really tolerant of you." Zhao Yi expressed such emotion when he saw Yin Mu.

"You can't go anywhere."

If you want to say that you have a good relationship, you have to have a good relationship at the same table. After so many years, it's still the original tune.

"Add a WeChat?" Zhao Yi said.

what?

"Okay." It's not very good to reject girls.

Zhao Yi took out his mobile phone and scanned Yin Mu's QR code: "You've earned it."

Meng Er leaned over: "I want to add too."

"You have to add two thousand."

It turns out that Zhao Yi is now a game anchor on a well-known live broadcast platform, ID Yi is only small and transparent, the number of followers is... 800 million, the label is Invincible Junior Sister, the hand speed is super fast, what a mess.

"In the beginning, I was just a trainee, but later I felt that the money was too little, and the e-sports industry is so friendly to girls, but when I entered this industry, it was like an ocean." Zhao Yi waved his hands helplessly, as if he didn't make enough money Much like.

"Amazing, little rich woman." Yin Mu looked at her popularity, she was ranked third on the weekly list, and the first two were men.

"Great rewards, playing games is my lifelong career." It was still the little girl who was obsessed with games and couldn't help herself.

After this circle, I drank a lot. Everyone is about to graduate, and the topics of communication are just a few. Those who are looking for a job talk about job hunting, those who are guaranteed a graduate school talk about a guarantee for a graduate school, only those who are guaranteed a graduate school, and those who take the postgraduate entrance examination are all studying at home. Woolen cloth.

"By the way, Yin Mu, have you found someone?" Zhao Yi smiled and looked at her deskmate who only read sage books.

"Of course, save yourself." Meng Er dismissed.

Zhao Yi sneered and ignored Meng Er: "Handsome?"

It's hard to ask this question.

"You... how do you know it's a man?"

"Huh? Didn't it become public in high school?"

Yin Mu couldn't figure it out, why did he make it public when he was in high school?He didn't even know it at the time.

"It's your little girlfriend, his sister said." Zhao Yi pointed to Meng Er.

???

"say what?"

"Say you like men, and I secretly knocked on your CP at that time." Zhao Yi guessed that he was also drunk, and what he was talking about was some fucking nonsense.

Yin Mu looked back at Meng Er with a puzzled expression on his face: "What's going on?"

Apparently Meng Er was also kept in the dark, he said, "Didn't you break up with Xiaoji because you said you liked men?"

"When my mother broke up with her, I said that I was with her because of your favor! Break up after the matter is resolved!"

Meng Er was also stunned, and the two of them had something in their minds.

Fuck, they were played by Meng Ji.

After the meal, the squad leader was still planning for the next game, and Yin Mu was in no mood to go. It took so many years to find out the truth, and no one felt well.Meng Er didn't go either, he had to go back and confront Meng Ji for a while, and Zhao Yi was also walking with him, the girl could go back and start a live broadcast, 800 million fans were waiting.

When the three of them came out of the restaurant, they ran into Song Qingqiao who was smoking downstairs.

"How long has it been?" Yin Mu stepped forward and asked him.

"Maybe 5 minutes." Song Qingqiao raised his hand to greet Meng Er, why isn't this man less arrogant and domineering than before?

"Hi." Instead, Zhao Yi responded stupidly.

"This is my deskmate in high school, Zhao Yi, the first sister of xx live broadcast now." Yin Mu introduced to Song Qingqiao, then turned to look at Zhao Yi, "Song Qingqiao, is it alright?"

Zhao Yike nodded with satisfaction: "Your vision is not bad."

"Lao Meng is not happy?" Song Qingqiao handed Meng Er a cigarette.

"They seem to have unraveled some evil relationship." Zhao Yi explained to him.

"Brother Qiao, I'll treat you to dinner sometime. I'll go back and settle some things first." Meng Er put away his cigarette and hurried away.

what's the situation?

"Then I'm leaving too, Yin Mu and we are in constant contact." Zhao Yi also took a taxi home.

"Your tablemate is very nice." Song Qingqiao pulled Yin Mu into the convenience store, and his glasses were instantly fogged up.

He didn't ask what happened, he went to the freezer to get a box of yogurt, and bought it for Yin Mu to hangover.

When they got downstairs, Yin Mu dragged Song Qingqiao straight to the garage. The stairwell in the garage was pitch black, only the safe passage signs glowed faintly in green.

"Did Meng Ji ever tell you that I... like men?" Yin Mu asked hesitantly, feeling embarrassed.

"I guess so, I don't remember exactly."

There really are!Jumping into the Yellow River can't clean it up now!

"I really wasn't before."

In the darkness, Song Qingqiao's expression could not be seen. Let's say he was smiling, but he didn't reply.

"You are talking."

"Although what happened in the past has nothing to do with me, but to me, what you said is naturally more credible than hers, so what are you worried about?"

Only then did Yin Mu heave a sigh of relief, how could Song Qingqiao control his mentality so well?It seemed that no thought about himself could escape his eyes.

"After she broke up with me, she told the people around me that I liked a man, and she also told Menger. I only found out about it today."

"No wonder Lao Meng just insisted on talking about what I have and what I don't have." Song Qingqiao raised his arms to hug Yin Mu, "Don't worry so much about the past, okay?"

That's right, before Yin Mu asked Meng Ji to settle the score, Meng Er might not know how to break up with her. This world is all about spreading rumors with one mouth, whoever cares about it is stupid.Besides, judging from the current situation, this is no longer a rumor.

"Brother Qiao, I may have been a monk in my previous lives. I have accumulated so much virtue and met you in this life." I almost bit my tongue when I said it so disgustingly.

"What if it's a nun?"

When he got home, Mr. Yuan was on the phone. Listening to her speech was all business. It was late at night and he was still so busy.

Seeing the two of them come back, Mr. Yuan covered the phone's microphone and said, "Get up early tomorrow, and go out to buy new year's goods."

Yin Mu said that it was impossible not to be surprised, so he went out for a few hours, why did Mr. Yuan seem to be a different person.

"What did you do to my mother?" He asked Song Qingqiao after returning to the room.

"What did you do, what didn't you do?"

Bah, who would believe it.

"Just tell her that being happy is good for your body."

At once?You just mentioned it in one stroke, and I'm afraid you'll have to drool when you tell Mr. Yuan.

"Hey, Mr. Yin, Yi has 500 million followers on Weibo, a small transparent Weibo, and he's still a big V."

Yin Mu saw that a Weibo post by Zhao Yi usually had more than 2000 retweets, and there were a lot of "wife wife" in the comments.

"Did she look like this before? Or did she get it straight?" Song Qingqiao asked.

"It hasn't changed much, she's a pretty girl, and she's dressed like this when she grows up." Yin Mu remembered something, and flipped through the bookshelves, "Hey, I'll show you my high school classmates."

If you want to say that No. [-] Middle School likes to engage in these tricks of cheating money, when they graduate from school, they only have a graduation photo, and students who play well take pictures of themselves. It has to force students to order a souvenir book, and the whole class has a personal photo. on top.

The cover had to be the gate of one of its high schools.

The graduation photos of the whole class were in school uniforms. In summer, No. [-] Middle School uniforms and pure white shirts.

Yin Mu stood at the side of the last row, next to Meng Er. His hair was not as long as it is now, and he smiled at the camera.

"I used to be so skinny." Song Qingqiao's evaluation was to the point. In the third year of high school, Yin Mu only weighed less than 110 catties. He ate more than pigs every day, but he didn't grow long. This is what it means to be obsessed with studying and lose weight day by day.

"Old Mengbi is handsome now."

Lao Meng, Lao Meng, do you two know each other very well?

"You deleted his WeChat for me." Yin Mu couldn't be more angry, always feeling that these two people had a secret behind his back.

Song Qingqiao took out her mobile phone without saying a word and did so.

"Hey, don't, just kidding."

"Is this the same table?" Song Qingqiao pointed to a girl and asked Yin Mu.

Yin Mu nodded.

"Mr. Yin, I really admire you. Her appearance is simply outstanding in your class."

Aren't you a face control? It's as if you can't see such a pretty girl sitting at the same table as you.

"She is addicted to games, and I am addicted to study. What's the problem?"

"No problem, sure."

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All right!

The secondary school mine that was buried at the beginning of this article is finally cleared!

Comfortable!