Weird Gacha Machine

The ugly Song Qingqiao just wanted to make Yin Mu unhappy.Yin Mu lay on the bed and thought about it carefully, why the fuck wanted to be with Meng Ji because that dog just said it casually, and pretended to be drunk and crazy, a top-notch actor.What kind of art academy should I study, and I should transfer to the film academy, and I will be able to win the Golden Horse Award next year.

damn thing.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Qingqiao acted like a normal person. What happened last night was like a fun for himself. After the performance, it was gone, and when the fun was over, it was forgotten.Yin Mu's face is really getting more and more... What's the matter with his mother being pretty good-looking.

It turns out that there really are people in the world who can forgive all his sins just by looking at his face.

What did Fang Hanyue say before?Brother Qiao got tired of watching it for a long time?I don't know if I am blessed, anyway, Yin Mu hasn't gotten tired of watching it for a month, and probably will have to watch it for a few more years.This face is like a god's golden rice bowl, the kind that can make a fortune even if you go out to beg for food.

"Mr. Yin, good morning." Song Qingqiao was drawing again.

Forget it, nothing to be angry about.

"Aren't you going home on the National Day?" Yin Mu took the water glasses of both of them and poured milk and oatmeal, which is a common practice.

"No, I don't like it." Song Qingqiao took the cup and took a big sip.

I don't like anything.

"Have you finished painting? Hurry up and go out after painting."

Yin Mu originally thought that it would be over if Mr. Tony at the gate of the community downstairs just trimmed his hair so that he would not block his eyes. Unexpectedly, Song Qingqiao directly hailed a taxi and gave an address in the west of the city.

"Cut to go so far away?" Yin Mu asked.

"The barber still has to find a trustworthy one."

So the one you trust is Fang Hanyue?This modeling studio is designed with a unique style, and the harmonious beauty of the whole gray and white tone will never be out of date.It was opened by Fang Hanyue.

"Boss Yin, long time no see!" Fang Hanyue greeted Yin Mu generously.

"Sister Yue." Yin Mu grinned at her, and then gave Song Qingqiao a look, meaning, why the hell didn't you say it earlier.

"I told Sister Yue that we are coming today."

"You didn't fucking tell me!"

"It's okay, Boss Yin, sit down." Fang Hanyue took Yin Mu to sit on the chair, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"You can cut whatever you want." Yin Mu gave Song Qingqiao a sharp look.

"Well, Brother Qiao, sit there, and my assistant will dye it for you later." Fang Hanyue said.

"Fuck, Brother Qiao, you want to dye your hair?!" Yin Mu asked him.

"How can I go to Japan without having a colorful one? Boss Yin, why don't you get one too?" Song Qingqiao looked at Yin Mu through the mirror.

Boss Yin has lived for more than [-] years, and he has never dyed his hair.Doesn't your dyed hair look a little... not serious?

"What color are you dyeing?" Feeling a little ready to move.

"Give him a shitty look." Fang Hanyue took out the coloring board, "Look, is there anything you're interested in?"

There is a feeling of choosing a favorite female guest.

Fang Hanyue said that she was really stable, from broad daylight to night, in the end the chicken shit green on Brother Qiao's head and the smog blue on Mr. mainstream.

"Sure enough, being handsome is awesome, and you can control any hair color." Fang Hanyue flashed at the two of them with a camera, "Boss Yin, can I post on Weibo?"

Yin Mu turned his head to look at Song Qingqiao, that guy was smiling so happily with a faint green light emitting from his head.

"Whatever you want." Yin Mu sighed.

"Well, you two go there, and I'll take a picture together." Fang Hanyue pointed to the gray wall with two paintings hanging on it.

This painting is a bit abstract, and I can't quite understand it. I can only vaguely discern the appearance of a woman, and the overall tone is mainly cold.

"Could it be from the artist Mr. Song?" Yin Mu asked.

"I can't talk about it, I'm just drawing for fun." Song Qingqiao was modest for a while.

"Hey, this whole studio was created by Mr. Song." Fang Hanyue snapped a few photos, quite satisfied.

"I didn't realize you're so capable." On the way back, Yin Mu looked out of the window, his eyes blurred by the passing neon lights, and he praised this.

"I can't do it, I'm impotent." Song Qingqiao replied lightly.

Yin Mu turned his head and stared at him in a daze, did he tell a dirty joke just now?

"Brother Qiao, I'm hungry."

At this time, they could only go to eat and eat late at night. The two found Jiasha County snacks and sat outside at an open-air stall to smoke small cigarettes.

"I think the two of us are very noble now." Song Qingqiao said something from the bottom of his heart. He is now a green diamond nobleman, "I want to catch up with you, hurting you", and Yin Mu is a blue diamond nobleman.

Yin Mu was relatively speechless with him, and burst out laughing.

Song Qingqiao's cell phone, which she had just bought not long ago, rang, and the initial ringtone was frightening.

"Hey."

"Okay, I'll come."

After just a few words, I always feel that calling Song Qingqiao is a very worry-free thing, and the call time will never exceed 1 minute.

"Boss Yin, I have something to do..."

"Go, little green." Yin Mu also needs to learn to be a decisive person.

Then Brother Huang was called.

"You two are really good, I just fucking want to laugh when I see Sister Yue's Weibo, hahahahaha." Xu Huang's ridicule seemed to come from the abyss of hell.

"It was a mistake to ask you to come out." In fact, Yin Mu looked through the friends list for a long time just now, either because everyone else is at home for the holidays, or because they are not familiar with each other and can't call you out. figured out hi.Lack of resources, can only endure.

"Brother Qiao, just leave, I want to see his grassland."

"Pick up the phone and leave." Yin Mu was considering whether to tell Xu Huang what happened last night.

Xu Huang poked at the pearls in the milk tea cup, and said, "I guess I went to see his mother."

Kind of curious, but not too good to ask.

"Boss Yin, I think you have a good relationship with Brother Qiao now, so I have to tell you something." Xu Huang said, "Brother Qiao is in a single-parent family, and his parents are divorced."

"He's with his father, and his father...is the deputy commander of the army, and his mother is now in the city mental hospital."

Yin Mu remained silent.

"Brother Qiao is surrounded by a few of our friends who have played since we were young, and you will be the only one after that. I just want to tell you that things in his family are quite complicated. Just don't step on it."

"Brother Huang, you tell me so much, will I be silenced one day." Yin Mu buried his head in eating a wonton, "I'm a little scared."

"Sure, just pretend I didn't say it, and I pretend you didn't hear it." Xu Huang still looks serious when he looks serious.

Yin Mu is smart enough, and it makes sense for Xu Huang to tell him that it is not a good thing for everyone to have a root string in their minds. Now that everything is explained clearly, it is more frank.

"I just don't understand what you meant by introducing Brother Qiao to me in the first place." Yin Mu said.

"Isn't that a test? Anyway, even if you really like Brother Qiao, I can only persuade you to give up hahahahaha." Xu Huang was silly, without any guilt at all.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

"No, it's really not. I think you are better than me. Maybe you can help Qiao Ge."

"You really learned this because of him?"

"That's not right, otherwise, whoever learns this, I will almost become mentally ill."

At this moment, it is understandable that Yin Mu's attitude towards Xu Huang has greatly changed.

Song Qingqiao didn't come back that night.Yin Mu saw him again in the afternoon two days later.

During this period, he didn't even reply to the WeChat messages Yin Mu sent him.

"Finally I'm willing to come back." Yin Mu heard the sound of the door opening and ran out in a hurry.

Song Qingqiao wore a headband on his forehead, and changed into a baseball jacket instead of the clothes he was wearing when he left.

While taking off his shoes, he raised his head and smiled at Yin Mu: "I haven't seen you for two days, I've lost weight thinking about you."

"Hehe, I ordered takeaway and you can eat more later."

Nothing unusual, Yin Mu heaved a sigh of relief.

"Come here and sit here."

Song Qingqiao went over and sat down obediently, and Yin Mu took out a notebook with a pure black cover from the room: "Deng Deng! Take a quick look!"

Turning to the first page, there are a few large characters written in colored pens, "Entering Japan". Song Qingqiao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"I fucking made it in three days and two nights, be serious!" Yin Mu scolded, Song Qingqiao immediately turned serious, and looked carefully.

After reading it, there is only one thought, Niubi, the thief is so fucking powerful, and the strategy of a schoolmaster is comparable to reading notes.

Although there are only seven days, it takes two days to get to and from the plane, and it only takes five days. The competition is at least one day, and the trip for two people is only about four days. There are not many places to go, but according to the strategy Enough to be a fun trip.

Song Qingqiao thought for a long time but couldn't think of how to praise him.

"I know I'm great, so you don't need to tell me." Yin Mu patted him on the shoulder, "Will the hotel sponsor reimburse you?"

……

"No report."

"Damn, the hotel is not even reimbursed for the international competition!? Then what if other people are so poor?"

"Give up the game."

Poverty limits how many children who have artistic dreams.

"...Okay, let's book the hotel first." Yin Mu turned up his phone and downloaded a lot of apps for this trip, "How about staying in a B&B? I heard that it is better to go to Japan to stay in a B&B."

"It's all right." Song Qingqiao didn't let go of flipping through the strategy book, the more interesting it became, as if he could see a flower.

"Wait a minute, shall we... live in one room or two?"

This is a problem.

Song Qingqiao was obviously also taken aback, but soon laughed: "One room, I can't live alone."

Really thick skin.

"Where is the competition venue?" Yin Mu asked.

"XX Art Museum."

"I'm asking about your general location so I can find a nearby house."

"Shinjuku."

"Just this one? I'll make a decision." Yin Mu handed Song Qingqiao the homestay information on his mobile phone, and Song Qingqiao nodded.

A few days before departure, Yin Mu got everything in order, the traffic card, portable wifi and other miscellaneous things, where is Song Qingqiao?Except for WeChat transfers, it is just eating and waiting to die.

He even took the time to pack his luggage the night before, and he was still packing his luggage at [-] o'clock in the fucking night for the plane at [-] o'clock the next morning.

As a result, Yin Mu rushed to the airport with big dark circles, dragging the suitcase and Song Qingqiao.After the female announcer announced for the second time: "Mr. Yin Mu, Mr. Song Qingqiao, please board the plane as soon as possible", they stepped on the plane.

"I found out that traveling with you is not so tiring."

"Boss Yin, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

Too lazy to talk to him anymore, Yin Mu seized the three-hour voyage to catch up on sleep, hoping to overlook the whole Tokyo when he opened his eyes.

The same is true, but after a little sleep, the plane is ready to land.

On the other side, Song Qingqiao was calm and joyless.

"Brother Qiao, what are you thinking?" Yin Mu asked Song Qingqiao who had been looking out the window. His posture hadn't changed since he got on the plane and took his seat, at least he looked like this after Yin Mu closed his eyes and opened them.

Song Qingqiao spoke slowly, her voice hoarse: "President Yin, my brother is here."

"Huh? Bro?"

Song Qingqiao nodded.

Damn it, Xu Huang didn't say this.

"XX University, very close to where we live." He paused, "Want to see him?"

? ? ?I don't know what I want to see or not to see.

"See you if you want." Yin Mu replied.

"I don't want to, I don't like it." Song Qingqiao said bluntly, "But I must see you."

Then he turned his head and stared blankly at Yin Mu: "Will you come with me?"

It does not constitute a question sentence, that is to say, it is the same whether you ask or not.This is what it means to risk your life to be with a gentleman.

The author has something to say:

The Japanese chapter is open~!! !

When writing the Japan chapter, I began to realize my talent for writing travel guides (?

And, my brother is coming out!