Slag

The next morning, Han Qiushi disappeared again, and Lin Jian didn't know why this man went out at dawn.

He logged on to Weibo that he hadn't checked for a long time when he had nothing to do, private messages were urging him to live broadcast, and they were all cursing "dog man".

Lin Jian started the live broadcast in his pajamas half awake, thinking that there should not be many people in the early morning, but he didn't know that the bullet screen froze for a few seconds after opening at one o'clock.

[Still know come back? 】

[Grandma, the man you like is starting a live broadcast]

【grass! !First! ! ! 】

【srds Why do you get up so early? 】

[I'm going, pajamas!You haven't washed your face yet, have you? 】

【Although you look tortured by life, mom still loves you】

Lin Jian didn't quite understand what it meant to be "tortured by life", so he went into the bathroom with his mobile phone, which was set aside.

He looked at the person in the mirror—the slightly long hair was fighting with one bunch up and the other down, as if someone had rubbed it ruthlessly, a red mark was pressed on his face, and his eyes were blurred.

Anyone who looks at it will know that he is not awake.

Lin Jian leaned on the sink and sighed, scratched his hair casually in the mirror, and turned to look at his phone: "Good morning, I'll wash my face first."

【? ? ? 】

【You take a shower, no one thinks you go to the toilet to eat】

Lin Jian: "I haven't seen you for a long time, and I've become gentle again."

He quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth, saw the bullet screen and asked, "Is there really someone with such good skin?" He was in a good mood and raised his eyebrows proudly, saying that it was born in his mother's womb.

Seeing the barrage again, someone said "I haven't seen our mother", Lin Jian ignored it and didn't answer.

He stood in front of the closet, and the camera took a picture of the closet. He put the phone aside, picked up one and compared it to the mirror, and was about to say, "This is the one, I'm going to change clothes. "

Halfway through the conversation, someone in the barrage had sharp eyes and asked him why there were other men's clothes in the closet?The color system is all black, and many of them are suit styles.

Lin Jian has a small frame, the more comfortable he is, the better he will not deliberately buy a large size, and he doesn't like black... The main reason is that he has never been seen wearing a suit.

Lin Jian casually explained "friend's", and the bullet screen flew up.

They are all asking what kind of friends they live together and put their clothes away together. Seeing that Lin was speechless, he decided to download the broadcast, but was stopped by the bullet screen——

[Don't close it!I don't peek when you change clothes! 】

【Fuck don't think I don't know you want to turn off the live broadcast again】

[Don't close it! ! !Let's make breakfast live! ! ! ! 】

Lin Jiangui felt that the last one was preferable, so he threw the phone aside, changed his clothes, and walked into the kitchen.

He held the pot in front of his face and said, "First take a pot bigger than your face."

As soon as the words were finished, the door slammed, Lin Jian threw down the pot and looked back.

When he saw that it was Han Qiu, he subconsciously said, "Are you back?"

The latter said "um", and walked towards the kitchen with the breakfast in his hand. Lin Jian just looked at him and completely forgot about the live broadcast for a moment.

So a young man wearing a black mask, a long black coat, and black high-necked black slim-fit pants appeared on the screen. ——

Originally, the camera could only capture half of Lin Jian's face, but the man was taller than Lin Jian, and he pushed him closer, only the close body could be seen in the picture, and now the lower half of his face was gone.

"Wake up so early? Cook for me?" Han Qiushi caught a glimpse of the frying pan, met Lin Jianzhi's staring gaze, took off the mask, and kissed him on the mouth in satisfaction, "No need to do this." , I stopped by and bought it. Do you need to warm it up?"

Seeing that he didn't respond after being let go, Lin turned around and touched the bun: "It's a bit cold, is it cold today?"

Han Qiushi went out, took off his coat and hung it up: "It's very cold in the morning, are you going out later?" He saw that Lin Jian was fully dressed, and she was in milky white again.

In fact, he couldn't understand why Lin Jian liked white so much, but he wasn't to the point where he could dictate the color of his clothes, especially Lin Jian looked good in white, like a little prince.

"Go out at 09:30, it's still early." Lin Jian put the steamed stuffed bun into the microwave oven, turned around and was about to go out to ask the man what he did in the morning, touched his pants pocket and realized that the phone was not with him.

Where is the phone? ?

cell phone--

wrong.

What is he doing this morning.

“……………… It’s over.”

Lin saw that he started to feel nervous looking at the mobile phone that was still leaning against the wall not far away, he wiped his face fiercely, and scolded himself ten thousand times in his heart.

What's wrong with seeing sex, forgetting righteousness and seeing sex, forgetting friends, he just lost his mind when he saw sex, he couldn't remember anything at all--I'm afraid he almost forgot everyone!

Han Qiushi was still in the living room and asked him, "Who are you going to see?"

But he didn't have time to answer, walking with difficulty, every step was like stepping on the tip of a knife, he picked up the phone and turned off the camera.

After a few glances at the bullet screen——

The speed was so fast that he couldn't read a word at all!

Take another look at the number of viewers——

It’s over.

More than 500 people are online.

Lin Jian turned off the live broadcast without further ado, and stuffed the hot phone into his pants pocket, it still felt hot.

But even though there were thousands of waves in his heart, he remained calm on the surface, and calmly replied: "My mother's friend before her death, I will visit."

Han Qiushi took a few glances at him, and saw the clue: "What's wrong?"

"What?" Lin Jian was still thinking about what happened just now, how much those people watched, what exactly was posted on the barrage, especially...whether Han Qiushi's face was photographed.

It's going to be okay, right? He's just an idle little anchor who messes up the sky.Lin Jian comforted herself.

"What are you thinking? It looks weird." Han Qiushi frowned.

Lin Jian has always been a person who is good at disguising his emotions, and it is likely that when he is in front of his beloved, he will inevitably break his defense.Pretending to be calm is not good enough.

He hastily explained "what can be the matter", then opened the private message and flipped through it worryingly.

The top line--

[Sure enough, only the good-looking little 0 can catch 1? 】

Lin Jian's eyes darkened.

The maxed out private messages can be broadly divided into three types.

The first type is also the most numerous type, which is full of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" from little girls.

It is followed by "kswl" from time to time, "Sure enough!!!", "I knew you were not straight!", "It's so eye-catching, will you live broadcast with your boyfriend, baby".

The second reaction was flat, but true.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo L L L L Can You Be My Boyfriend, I'm Crying"

"I'm going, I didn't expect it, but it's still a blessing"

"Is it a friend, is it a friend, is it a friend, is it a friend? Please explain."

"Do good-looking people only fall in love with good-looking people? But I didn't see what your boyfriend looks like."

The third is what Lin Jian is least willing to see, but he can guess the content even with his eyes closed.

"I'm going, I'm sick of it early in the morning"

"nausea"

"Let's just say that you look like a monster, so you are a thing for men to poke, fart, butt."

"Turn it off, I'm going to wash my eyes"

Originally there were a lot of private messages, but with the one just now, it got even worse.

Lin Jian felt a little buzzing in his head.

He scolded himself in his heart, why did he click on the live broadcast when he had nothing to do, when he got up early, he was idle, and he was idle every day, why...why, today, his brain seemed to be hit by a donkey's hoof, and he did such troublesome things .

Those people in the private message who were concerned about "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Now besides himself, five hundred people thought they were lovers.

For a moment, he had the illusion that in this love full of mistakes, he was no longer the only supporter.

"What's the matter with you?" Han Qiushi sat beside him at some point, and asked while holding Lin Jian's arm with one hand.

Lin Jian subconsciously put down the phone, and turned to look at Han Qiu when he looked at him. Those eyes were as beautiful as ever, but they were full of anger, doubt and impatience, and the beauty was not so pure.

Lin Jian didn't know whether he should say it, he always liked to spread everything out, but now, this matter made it hard for him to talk about it.

He didn't want to admit to the accident his own stupidity had caused.

Even... His luck told him that if he didn't tell, Han Qiushi wouldn't know.

"No, I'm thinking about what the elders will say when I wait."

In fact, Lin Jian didn't think about this issue at all, this elder is not ordinary, he can say whatever he wants.

He went with a few bottles of good wine and a few cans of good tea, and the other party's smile never stopped from the moment he entered the door.

Lin Jian sat down and took a sip of tea, he looked at the "elder"——

The elder said: "The company held a general meeting in the afternoon, so it might be evening. How are you doing recently? I saw you going to the company a few days ago. Did Shu Deyuan ask you to talk about the shares?"

Yes, this elder is the middle-aged man who hurriedly rubbed shoulders at the elevator entrance when Lin Jian went to the company.

This person's name is Wei Chengfeng, and he is an old friend of Lin Jian's mother.

Lin Jian smiled sarcastically and said, "I wish I could give it all to Shu Yi, don't leave me a penny."

"For so many years, his dead virtue has not changed at all." Wei Chengfeng said: "He is so stubborn. Before that, life was not rare. If you have to start a business, most of the money is given by your grandparents. Now your mother has no money." Don't even think about it, he started paving the way for that woman's son."

Lin Jian has been familiar with Wei Chengfeng since he was a child, because this uncle always came to see him at home, and when he saw him when he was young, he would hug him and hold him on his head. Shu Deyuan had never treated him like this.But the deepest impression was Wei Chengfeng's attitude towards Shu Yi, no matter who he was before or after, he liked to answer and ignore him. When asked, he felt that this child would not be a big deal, so he didn't like it.

The reason why the elders don't like the younger generation is that anyone with a discerning eye knows that they want to dig into the older generation.

Every time at this time, Shu Yi's mother looks extremely ugly, but Wei Chengfeng has a high position in the company and is a mainstay figure, and Shu Deyuan will not offend him easily.She complained that every day shouldn't be done, and she blamed Shu Yi for not being smart enough to please others.

"It's a pity that you have worked there for so many years."

Lin Jian was also close to him from the bottom of his heart.

"Why are you wronged?" Wei Chengfeng said bluntly: "When you are in power, your uncle will resign and take care of the elderly. When he has no money, he will ask you for it. Prepare to support me in the elderly."

Lin Jian smiled: "Have you heard about Shu Yi's incident a while ago?"

Wei Chengfeng re-brewed a pot of tea with the tea leaves brought by Lin Jian, he understood: "How can I not know this, I just watched that kid start to do something, and I knew he couldn't accomplish anything."

"It won't be long before Shu Deyuan will find a reason to let him come back." Lin Jian said.

Wei Chengfeng snorted coldly: "When Shu Deyuan enters the coffin, that kid will not be able to become a great player if he sits in his seat."

"I'm the only one who can become a master in your eyes?" Lin Jian joked deliberately.

Wei Chengfeng laughed at him for being narcissistic, but he nodded and admitted: "You are Jingzhu's son, you don't even know how beautiful your mother was when she was young."

This trip was not just to catch up and talk about the past, Lin Jian came with a purpose, and Wei Chengfeng revealed what he wanted, everything he knew about the Shu family enterprise.

Seeing that many anonymous emails can still be found in the mailbox, since Wei Chengfeng decided to help, he will help to the end.

Lin Jian got into the car with the harvest and drove on the way home.

When Fu Feibai's phone rang, Lin Jian hadn't realized what was going on, but when he answered Fu Feibai's voice, "You're hot", Lin Jian finally realized it.

The memory of the morning quickly revived, and a prairie fire burned in his heart in an instant.

His expression remained the same, but his words were a little awkward: "What do you mean?"

"It's been made into a moving picture, and it's crazy." Fu Fei said succinctly.

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感谢在2021-02-0919:40:03~2021-02-1223:43:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: one pomelo and two Sifan;

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