Is the senior going home today?

At No. 46 Danxia Lane, Yuan Ze opened the folder, looked up at the address bar on the registration form, and looked up at the house number in white letters on a blue background under the eaves. big wooden door.

There was no response from inside the door, only the hoarse cicadas filling the air and the orange-red skyflowers covering the entire courtyard wall remained silent.

Yuan Ze pinched the front of his light blue shirt, the sleeves had been rolled up to the elbow, and it was still hot.The collar was turned back, revealing a little chest muscle through the shirt, and a well-shaped collarbone was exposed under Xin's long neck.

The shirt and trousers were just picked up at the community office in the morning, and they are brand new work clothes.

The shirt size of 185 is not friendly to his height of 187. Fortunately, he is thin and the shirt fits well.

The navy blue trousers are loose except for the length.

Yuan Ze usually doesn't wear formal clothes, and he didn't think about wearing a belt when he came out of school in the morning.

After temporarily changing into work clothes, carrying the waistband of his trousers, he went to the dollar store next door and bought the most expensive high-quality imitation belt in the store, a donkey brand for 20 yuan, and only then did he complete his outfit.

Today is the first day of summer social practice for Yuan Ze, a prospective junior student of Huada School of Design. The job content is to visit the houses of residents in Danxia Lane to collect basic data for the government's old city renovation.

Yuan Ze waited for a while, but there was still no movement inside the door.

With a "snap", he closed the folder and held it in his hand, pursed his exquisitely shaped lips into a small straight line, stroked the slightly curly brown hair on his forehead, and knocked on the door directly with his hands .

Looking from behind, Yuanze's shoulders and arms are protruding together, the sleeves of his shirt are stretched out, and the waist and hips with the belt are smooth. The flamboyance of the youth blends with the restraint of the youth, making him tall and handsome.

There was a "meow" from the lingxiao flowers on the wall, and a black and white kitten jumped down. It turned its head to look at the handsome noise source, its pupils narrowed into a thin line, and its big fluffy tail stood up high. It disappeared.

The owner of the non-staple food store opposite was also woken up by the knock on the door. He stood up from the recliner, lean, his face wrinkled like a walnut, "Knock knock knock, it's early in the morning, knock knock damn ghost knock. Community A bunch of idlers raised by BIAOZI do not do good deeds all day long, just drive a forklift to level Danxia Lane and go to the ball..."

Cursing and lying halfway back, he propped himself up again and said inexplicably, "Take it easy, don't f*ck fight under my nose!" Then he lay down and turned over, and continued to sleep.

Yuan Ze glanced at the opposite side expressionlessly, pulled down the work card hanging on his chest, then took a small step to the side of the door, stood erect in a small shade, and raised his hand again to knock on the door.

"Hey," someone came up from behind and patted him on the shoulder from behind, "Who are you? What are you doing?"

Yuan Ze turned around, habitually brushed the shoulders that had just been patted twice, and lifted the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose with his slender and strong fingers.

The sunglasses were brought back by his mother from Italy not long ago.

I don’t know what brand it is for the dark gray pilot model, but it’s expensive anyway, in line with the consistent operation of the retired actress Ms. Liu Lingling’s diehard luxury fans.

Yuan Ze doesn't like to wear sunglasses. When the big lenses are placed in front of his eyes, he always feels as if he is separated from this vivid world by a layer, and he can't see clearly.

Naihe watched something he shouldn't have seen last night, and when he woke up in the morning, a small red envelope was swollen at the corner of his left eye, so he wore sunglasses to hide his ugliness.

"Hello, I'm a community investigator," Yuan Ze held up the work card on his chest, "I'm looking for Li Guofu at number 46 here."

"Li Guofu?" The visitor's eyes widened and his voice was loud, "Is there any mistake?"

"That's right, Li Guofu."

"This person is no longer here."

"Not here anymore?" Yuan Ze frowned and opened the folder. The head of the household at No. 46 Danxia Lane clearly wrote the words Li Guofu.

"Yes, I have been dead for several years." The visitor took out the key from his trouser pocket and opened the door. After opening it, he stood by the door and looked Yuan Ze up and down, "What did you ask him to investigate?"

"Register the information of the head of the household at the door, and renovate this old city." Yuan Ze asked after patiently explaining, "Now you are the head of the household at No. 46?"

"It's not me," the man was stocky, with a tight white vest and green plaid beach pants. He was half a head shorter than Yuan Ze, raised his head and asked him, "Your community? Why haven't I seen you before? You're new? Do people in your community wear such big sunglasses when they come to the house? Afraid people will recognize it?"

Yuan Ze's prominent lips moved, then tightened again.Put on a posture that since you are not the head of household No. 46, I don't bother to talk to you.

This person didn't mind Yuan Ze's indifferent attitude, and continued to babble, "Li Guofu is Brother Qian's grandfather, and Brother Qian lives here now, you can ask Brother Qian."

"Thousand..." Yuan Ze took out the water-based pen from the side of the folder, pressed out the refill, drew a black horizontal line on the three characters "Li Guofu", wrote the character "Thousand" next to it, and then He turned his head and looked over, waiting for the person to give his full name.

"Lin Qianxing," the man said, staring at his pen tip, "Shuangmulin, thousands of thousands, the stars of the planet."

He opened the door wider and walked in, "You stand by the door for a while, I'll go in and call him."

"Yeah." Yuan Ze didn't intend to follow, leaned against the door and looked down at the registration form.

Tired of waiting, Yuanze took a pen and traced the three characters "Lin Qianxing" again.

Lin Qianxing, a thousand stars in the forest, has a nice name.

"Brother Qian, are you awake?" A loud voice rang out in the small courtyard, "I brought you the medicine. Has your condition gotten worse recently? You should eat less of this stuff."

"I know. Thanks, Yue Yue."

Hearing a deep and magnetic voice, Yuan Ze turned his head and glanced at the door: Lin Qianxing was coming out of the small building in the yard.

Yuan Ze turned his head sideways, hooked his index finger on the sunglasses, slid down the bridge of his straight nose, and finally hung on the tip of his nose.He has a pair of good-looking eyebrows and eyes, with raised eyebrows, prominent eyebrow peaks, thick eyelashes, thick dark brown eyebrows, and bright dark brown eyes, like a brown crystal inlaid in the bottom of his eyes.

Yuan Ze's eyes squinted like the sun, looking at the person who walked over.

Lin Qianxing has an airplane head on her head, thick eyebrows straight, the tips of her eyes are slightly turned up like eyeliner, her lips are slightly pouty, although she is tall, her face still looks like a young boy, her outstanding looks and figure would be perfect for any school Man of the hour.

The young man wore a small black silver-trimmed earring on his left ear, a white T-shirt with a silhouette, wide cuffs with a blue edge rolled up, navy blue loose sports shorts that almost covered his knees, and a pair of sky blue flip flops on his feet.

He took the white plastic vial from Yueyue, lowered his eyes and opened the cap and shook it. There was a sound of fine particles colliding in the vial, then he screwed on the cap and held the vial in his hand.

"Thank you, didn't sleep well last night?" The stocky man named Yueyue raised his hand and pressed Lin Qianxing's eye sockets twice, "Your eye circles are dark, like a panda."

Lin Qianxing slapped Yueyue's hand away before she could take it back, "How many times have I told you the fuck, don't touch my face."

"Brother Qian, what's wrong with you, you're not a woman, hypocritical." Yueyue opened her mouth and yelled.

"I'm hypocritical and you knew the first day?" Lin Qianxing took out a mint candy from his trouser pocket, peeled off the wrapper and threw it into his mouth, and walked towards the gate of the small courtyard, "Who was looking for me at the gate?"

"Oh, from the community, why did you come to investigate?" Yueyue turned around and trotted behind Lin Qianxing, "Did you hear that just now? Hehe, I woke you up to sleep."

"You yelled so loudly, and I'm not deaf." Lin Qianxing stopped and turned around, and glanced at Xiaolou, "Lin Yu heard it all."

Yuan Ze pushed back the sunglasses hanging on the tip of his nose back in front of his eyes, took out a piece of "Information Letter for Old City Reconstruction of Danxia Lane Area" from the file folder, and handed it to Lin Qianxing, "Hello, I am a community investigator. The “Information Letter” is here for you, please sign it first.”

Lin Qianxing held up the "Knowledge Letter" in front of her eyes, A4 paper, small 5-size characters, densely packed with both sides.

Then he took the pen from Yuan Ze and held it between his fingers, but he was not in a hurry to sign it, and lowered his head to study the contents of the "Letter of Information" carefully.

"You sign first, and then read after signing." Yuan Ze held the file folder as a fan, and his eyes fell on the top of Lin Qianxing's head. After thinking about it, he asked, "Are you the head of household No. 46?"

"Well, I am, wait a moment." Lin Qianxing grabbed the piece of paper and turned to walk into the building.

Yuan Ze thought that Lin Qianxing went back to get the house to prove that he was the head of the household, so he looked at his back without any reaction.

"Hey, who is that, from the community, are we going to demolish it?" Yueyue asked Yuanze while standing against the fence in the yard.

"It needs to be remodeled, demolished or repaired." Yuan Ze concealed his disgust at this rude attitude, and answered briefly.

"It's done, break the place." Yueyue simply squatted down against the wall, took out a cigarette from her trouser pocket, lit it, and held it in the corner of her mouth.

Broken place?

Yuan Ze leaned out half of his body from the door, looking around the small courtyard.

The yard is quite big, and the inside is a small three-story building with red brick walls, high black doors, and small semicircular wrought iron balconies on the second and third floors.

The vines in the yard are dense and lush, and a small flower stand is set up around the wall. The spider plants, succulents, petunia and henna in the flower stand are all growing vigorously.On the left is an oversized red and white sun umbrella, and a set of rattan tables and chairs is placed under the umbrella.

It's a good place, and it should be worth a lot of money based on the area.

"Get out of here." Lin Qianxing walked out in a few strides, "Don't smoke here, it will smoke my flowers."

"Brother Qian, I didn't finish my sentence," Yueyue deliberately blew out a smoke ring, laughing, "This alley, except for your place, is broken."

......

Yuan Ze was ready to check the house book, but found that Lin Qianxing still only had the piece of paper and the pen he handed over in his hands.

The only difference from before is that Lin Qianxing has an extra pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, with gold-rimmed, thin lenses, and two inconspicuous apertures when viewed from the side.

Wearing such a pair of glasses on Lin Qianxing's face, it was like a bucket of ice water was poured on the hot ground with a "crash", and he felt cold for two seconds, but finally he couldn't stop the intense heat.

Lin Qianxing stopped in front of Yuanze, with a wooden threshold protruding from the ground between them.

He curled his fingers and lifted the lens, lowered his head and continued to read the "Letter of Knowledge" seriously.There was a mint in his mouth, and a small bag bulged out of his cheek, like a child pouting his mouth in anger.

"Brother Qian, why are you so serious about this piece of torn paper? You even wear glasses to look at it." Yueyue took a big puff of cigarette, pressed the cigarette end out on the ground, and casually inserted it into the small flower stand.

Yuanze glanced at Yueyue to express his agreement, changed the support leg, and waited silently for Lin Qianxing to read one side, then turned it over to study the other side.

The whole body became hotter, and the high-quality imitation belt hanging on the waist and hips was not breathable at all, causing sweat around the waist. Yuan Ze pulled the clothes around his waist out, took a deep breath, and suppressed the impatience in his heart.

"Why don't you give me the pen first, and I'll ask you questions while you read?"

"En." Lin Qianxing handed over the pen.

Is this person stupid?I'm urging you to hurry up, didn't you hear?Thank you for not saying "ask after reading."

Yuan Ze reluctantly took the water-based pen, "The house number? The head of the household? How many people live here?"

"The house number is on top of your head, you just found out the head of the household, Lin Qianxing." Lin Qianxing frowned, raised his eyelids to look at him from the "Knowledge Letter", and a clear mint smell came out of his pretty mouth .

"How many people live?" Yuan Ze took a pen and wrote down a few notes on the registration form, and stopped to wait for him.

......

"How many people?" Yuan Ze pen stopped on the registration form, sighed, and looked at Lin Qianxing from the sunglasses.

The latter lowered his head and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly. He didn't know if he was thinking about Yuan Ze's question or he didn't listen at all.

......Yuanze tightened his two fingers holding the pen, the fingertips were red and white, if he tried harder, the pen would break, or it would just hit the ground.

Uncle, can you hurry up, you can't read or understand human language?I register 10 households a day, and if all of them are like you, it takes me 8 hours a day. I thought I could finish it in one or two hours and leave.

The phone in his trouser pocket kept vibrating, and Yuan Ze's thigh was almost numb from the shock.

In the 5-minute pre-job training in the morning, the elder sister of the community specifically said that the door-to-door personnel represent the image of the community, and they should have a good attitude when communicating with the masses. They must be polite and professional, and it is best not to answer mobile phones during work.

Yuan Ze put his hand into his trouser pocket again, pressed the lock screen button, leaned half of his body against the door, knocked the back of his head on the door frame lightly, looked up to the sky and sighed, and completely gave up struggling.

Lin Qianxing, what's the use of a nice name?What's the use of being so good-looking?My brain is not working!

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Yuan Ze: Don't look, my boyfriend is pretty useless when he chases him.

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