Blame him for being too pretty

Song Yuhe had never been threatened like this before. He tiptoed on the tall marble platform and looked at him unhappy: "If you give me a bad review, then I will beat you."

Song Guanxing: "..."

Song Guanxing smiled on the surface: "Child, do you believe it or not, even if someone uses the sponsorship quota to let you participate in the mechanical competition, I can force you to register in the first round?"

Song Yuhe was taken aback for a moment, his fists hardened with anger at these words.

He asked 57 for his opinion: "Cub fucked him?"

57:"……"

57 couldn't say a word: "Boy, your braids are being held by someone, so don't be so sloppy."

Song Yuhe: "But he's bullying me."

57: "Hey, please be soft first."

Song Yuhe said quietly: "57 has grown up, so I won't be allowed to mess with others anymore."

57:"……"

Song Guanxing waited and waited but did not get Song Yuhe's response, the feet under the table began to move around anxiously.

"Why aren't you angry?" Song Guanxing thought anxiously, "He should have jumped and scolded me in anger, why didn't he talk? Will he cry again when it's over?"

Song Yuhe didn't want to cry. After negotiating with 57, he raised his head and said with humiliation: "I was wrong, I'm sorry."

Song Guanxing, who was expecting him to lose his composure, didn't expect Song Yuhe to be willing to apologize, and was immediately choked.

Song Guanxing said dryly, "Oh, good."

Song Yuhe thought he was going to be a stalker, but he was stunned when he saw that he was so light and flirtatious. He didn't ask to find trouble for himself, and asked him with the toolbox: "Can you go to fix things?"

Song Guanxing silently reviewed in his heart which sentence he said was wrong, and led him to the maintenance room expressionlessly.

Song Yuhe didn't want to talk to him, and started to mutter to 57: "This person still gives me bad reviews, why don't you let me mess with him?"

57 hit the nail on the head: "Do you still want the Liuyin stabilizer?"

Song Yuhe said without hesitation, "Think."

"Then don't provoke him." 57 said angrily, "He doesn't have the same knowledge as you because of your young age. If you beat someone else twice, he would have secretly put on shoes for you."

Song Yuhe said aggrievedly: "Oh, you actually murdered me because of an old man?"

57:"……"

57 took a deep breath, and said coldly: "I didn't agree with you leaving Mofenfen with Qin Xian at the time. It's only been a few days, and you've learned from others."

He just scolded Bo Qiao as an "old man" in front of Song Yuhe's face, but he didn't expect that he would follow suit now and sneak back for revenge.

Song Yuhe murmured softly, "I don't."

57 Regardless of whether he has it or not, he thinks he has it.

While the two were arguing, Song Guanxing had already taken him to a separate mechanical maintenance room, where a bionic man with a hole in his chest was lying on the operating table.

Song Yuhe originally thought that Song Guanxing had deliberately placed an order to call him over to take revenge on him, but he didn't expect that there was actually a damaged bionic.

Without saying a word, he stepped forward with the toolbox.

The price of repairing a Liuyin stabilizer is very high, if it is not repaired, it will not be repaired.

Song Yuhe walked to the operating table with the tools, and took a closer look. He hadn't slept well in the past few days, and the lines in front of his eyes were somewhat doubled.

In order to wake himself up, without even thinking about it, he took a small screwdriver and pricked his arm, and his plain skin turned red instantly, almost oozing blood.

Song Guanxing was lazily sitting on a chair watching Song Yuhe fix things, and almost jumped up from the chair when he saw this, he frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

Song Yuhe didn't want to talk to him, so he fixed his head.

Song Guanxing felt that his reaction was a little big, so he forced himself to sit back.

He originally thought of a bunch of things that would embarrass Song Yuhe, such as "repair is slow", "unprofessional", "clumsy" and other words that were obviously deliberately finding fault. The aggrieved reaction of how to go crazy, so as to show the anger of being beaten.

But seeing Song Yuhe was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes and could only poke himself with a screwdriver to stay awake, Song Guanxing's few consciences jumped out again.

Song Guanxing was no longer angry, coughed dryly, and took the initiative to talk to Song Yuhe: "Is this thing easy to repair?"

Song Yuhe glared at him fiercely: "Don't talk to me, I'm distracted."

Song Guanxing: "..."

Song Guanxing has never been so aggrieved in his life, Song Yuhe won't let him talk, he must talk to him.

"This is an important physical evidence in a case of the Star Police Department. It may be related to the self-explosion case of the bionic man a few days ago." Song Guanxing crossed his legs and tried his best to put on a superior look, "Oh, I paid the deposit Well, if you can't fix it well, hehehe..."

He "hmph" so that Song Yuhe's fists were hardened, he raised his head coldly and stared at Song Guanxing, pulled out a small piece of the broken bionic shell with his fingers, pinched and deformed it in his palm expressionlessly.

Song Guanxing: "..."

Song Guanxing recalled the shame of being forced to crawl on the ground and couldn't even get up, so he immediately shut up and became completely quiet.

Only then did Song Yuhe continue to seriously repair the Liuyin stabilizer.

Indeed, as Song Guanxing said, this bionic man also self-destructed, but his program button was implanted in the body, not in the parts, so the damage was not serious.

The Star Police Department probably wanted to find some clues from the only bionic man with a well-preserved neural network, so they sent the thing to Song for repair.

Song Yuhe's speed is very fast, even if it is a pile of parts that are so messy that they can't be seen because of the flow of silver, he can quickly assemble them.

Song Guanxing was angry at the side with his arms folded, but his eyes were gradually attracted by Song Yuhe's flowing movements.

By the time he realized it, he had already walked to the console, and looked down at Song Yuhe earnestly repairing it there.

Song Guanxing was taken aback, and instinctively wanted to back away, so as not to be thrown down again, but the eyes of the gods and ghosts couldn't help but sized Song Yuhe from top to bottom.

"Very thin, probably didn't eat well."

This idea came to Song Guanxing's mind, he was excited, and took a few steps back without showing any signs, only thinking that he was the upper body of a ghost, why was he so strange when he met this child.

Song Guanxing was frowning and reflecting on himself, his eyes fell on Song Yuhe's face unconsciously, and found that he didn't take any protective measures at all, and directly rubbed his fingers covered with broken silver on his face.

Song Guanxing couldn't hold it back: "Why don't you wear gloves? The Liuyin after the explosion has radiation, which is not good for your health."

He said, handing over the gloves beside him.

Song Yuhe ignored him and continued to work on his own.

Song Guanxing was a little embarrassed, but seeing that Song Yuhe didn't want to beat him up, he could only add a few words: "This time the bionic man exploded, and the Star Police Department found out that it may be terminally ill patients taking revenge on society. The radiation produced by these meteor explosions, Exposure to it for a long time can also cause people to suffer from this disease..."

He chattered on and on like an old lady, Song Yuhe finally put the screwdriver on the operating table as if impatient.

"Click" sound.

Song Guanxing shuddered, thinking that he was about to beat him up, and looked at him vigilantly, but backed away shamelessly, struggling to maintain the last bit of his dignity as a domineering president.

Just the next second, the only remaining eye of the bionic man lying in pieces on the operating table lightly flashed a light, successfully activated.

Song Yuhe repaired the Liuyin stabilizer.

Song Guanxing was stunned.

He has heard many people say that Song Yuhe is very skilled and quick in repairing the Liuyin stabilizer. I still have to go to school" to refuse, I want to wait until after he graduates.

Before, he thought it was an exaggeration, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he realized that someone really is so familiar with the parts of bionic human beings.

Song Yuhe: "I have already repaired the Liuyin stabilizer. If you want to repair other parts, you have to place another order."

If it was another order, Song Yuhe would have repaired those unexpected parts of the stabilizer, but this Song Guanxing is too annoying, Song Yuhe doesn't want him to take advantage of it at all.

Song Guanxing came back to his senses: "Well, good."

Seeing that Song Guanxing wasn't acting like a monster, Song Yuhe gave him a strange look, and didn't deliberately find trouble, so he took out a list and signed it for him.

Song Guanxing took the form, lost the mood to play tricks, and signed his name.

He was about to hand the list back, but found that Song Yuhe was probably too tired, and within half a minute, he had fallen asleep lying on the console.

Song Guanxing was startled.

Song Yuhe's eyes were a little blue. It looked like he hadn't slept well for a long time, otherwise he wouldn't have just fallen asleep so defenselessly in front of someone he hated.

Song Guanxing didn't call him, and silently raised the temperature in the maintenance room, and after thinking about it, he put a coat on him.

Even so, the vigilant boy didn't wake up, it seemed that he was really sleepy.

Song Yuhe slept in the maintenance room for an hour. When he was awake, he looked at the unfamiliar environment around him, and for a while he couldn't tell why he was here.

It took half a minute to figure out where he was, Song Yuhe yawned, turned on the optical brain to check the time, and found that the order placed by Song Guanxing had already been displayed as completed.

The evaluation also gave him a five-star praise.

Song Yuhe curled his lips, he didn't care about that old man's five stars.

Thinking of this, he became angry again, packed up the toolbox, and left the maintenance room angrily.

When he returned to the research institute, the optical brain order showed that Song Guanxing had tipped him, and the amount was actually 100 million.

Song Yuhe: "..."

Song Yuhe said quietly to 57: "Is he deliberately humiliating me?"

57: "...how do you think so?"

"I was 1 minute late and he said he would give me a bad review, obviously trying to plot against me." Song Yuhe tried to analyze.

57 was taken aback: "You can see that he is plotting against you?"

Song Yuhe: "..."

Song Yuhe began to think about what kind of image he was in the eyes of others.

A pure idiot?

Those 100 million people made Song Yuhe, who was always well-behaved, so angry that he turned on his optical brain and searched for Baoqiao's ID for a long time, and sent a message angrily.

[If you do this again, I will call the police: Sir, do you have the communication ID of Song Guanxing]

In the villa, Bo Qiao was holding the Shenglin token on the table, the expression on his face could be described as brilliant.

If it were in a movie, this performance would allow countless professional film critics to write a [-]-word film review to analyze the inner entanglement and struggle of the characters, and accuse this world of good fortune.

Seeing the message from the ID that he personally changed, Bo Qiao wished he could just throw the optical brain into the fish tank.

It's just that Song Yuhe has such a thin personality that he can't scold him, so he can only vent his anger on Sheng Sheng.

Didn't you say that you never sign To fans? Why are you so excited now? !

One sign for two!

It's like writing a small composition.

Bo Qiao was about to die of anger, and pinched his nose to reply Song Yuhe's message.

[Bo Sanqiao: Yes, what's the matter? 】

[If you do this again, I will call the police: Hey, he deliberately ordered me to repair something for him today, and said that I would give me a bad review if I was 1 minute late, and then talked and mocked me. Now that I have repaired it, he has given me a lot of rewards Mr. Fei, do you think he is humiliating me]

Bo Qiao: "..."

Bo Qiao frowned for a long time before he understood this passage, and made up his mind to teach him how to use punctuation marks at night.

[Bo Sanqiao: He is like that, he should be humiliating you for being poor. 】

[If you do this again, I will call the police: Right, right]

【Bo Sanqiao: Yes】

[If you do this again, I will call the police: Sir, I will transfer the money to you and you will transfer it back to him]

【Bo Sanqiao: Do ​​you know how to transfer money】

[Bo Sanqiao:? 】

Song Yuhe tried to do it himself.

The transfer function and the chat box are together. Seeing #发红包# and #向Ta转货# on the dialog box, I tried to use it.

Bo Qiao waited patiently.

1 minute later.

[If you do this again, I will call the police: 1000000 yuan]

Bo Qiao: "????"

Do you just play numbers with a ball? !

【If you do this again, I will call the police: Have you received it, sir】

Bo Qiao: "..."

Bo Qiao was silent for a long time before typing the next line.

[Bo Sanqiao: Well, I received it, I will forward it to you for you]

[If you do this again, I will call the police: Thank you sir]

Looking at the figure of 1000000 yuan, Bo Qiao couldn't calm down for a long time.

Why is it so...

cute?

For the first time, Bo Qiao felt the cuteness of the stupid beauty, and even the to sign in his hand became cute together.

Bo Qiao signed for To, and opened Song Guanxing's communication dialog box.

[Bo Sanqiao: Transfer 100 million, please pay attention to check. 】

Song Guanxing replied almost instantly: [What's wrong? 】

[Bo Sanqiao: Don't think that you can humiliate people casually with a few bad money. 】

[Song Guanxing:? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

Song Guanxing looked at the familiar 100 million yuan, and his heart skipped a beat.

[Song Guanxing: Song Yuhe doesn't think I'm humiliating him, does he? 】

[Bo Sanqiao: Aren't you? 】

Song Guanxing: "???"

I think he is too tired and want him to rest? !

Song Guanxing was anxious and angry: 【You send me his communication ID! !immediately! 】

Bo Qiao sneered: [Don't even think about it. 】

[Song Guanxing: I will pay 500 million for his communication ID number! 】

[System prompt: You have been blacklisted by user Bo Sanqiao, please re-apply to add friends]

Song Guanxing: "..."