flicker, then flicker

twelve,

"Oh," Dong Mingqi looked at Art, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, "Don't you think that keeping you in the prosperous world is for your skills? You really think highly of yourself, the boss has been going to your father's place a lot these days Run, what, looking at you like this, is your dad planning to take over this mess?"

Who is his father?Zhong Rui looks at Hang Zhe.

Where can I go?Hang Zhe answered with his eyes.

"I don't know about him," Art said unmoved, "Don't worry, no matter who takes over, it will only be me, not you."

Dong Mingqi was too lazy to argue with him, so he suddenly grabbed Zhong Rui's hand and slapped himself on the face forcefully: "Xiao Rui, I made a mistake just now and I was outspoken, hit me! I shouldn't be talking nonsense!"

"Let go!" Hang Zhe pinched Dong Ming's wrist with one hand, and held Art, who wanted to step forward with the other hand, "Don't be impulsive!"

Zhong Rui withdrew his hand, eyes full of disappointment: "Go back, I made it very clear before, don't be ashamed of this place."

"Are you really so heartless?" Dong Mingqi was unwilling.

"Let's go," Zhong Rui didn't look at him again, turned to Art and said, "You go back too, thank you for today, but you are violating discipline, don't do it next time."

Art looked at Dong Mingqi, and I won't leave if he doesn't leave.

"Let's all go!" Zhong Rui was so annoyed that he chased people away with his voice suppressed.

Dong Ming glanced across the faces of the three of them, and finally gave Hang Zhe a cold look, turned and left.

"You go back too." Hang Zhe told Art, "I'll watch here."

Arthur nodded and left.

"Excuse me." The two went upstairs, and Zhong Rui opened the door to let Hang Zhe go in.

"What a big deal, let's talk about this." Hang Zhe took out his mobile phone, and it ran out of battery, "Then who really left?"

"Let's go, oh yes," Zhong Rui remembered, "I saw him look at you for the last time, be careful, he doesn't bother you."

"He can't get out of the base every day. How can he find me? You worry about yourself first. What if he comes to you again?" Hang Zhe sat down and caught the water thrown from the opposite side.

"I'm going to move," Zhong Rui reminded him, "Don't take it seriously, he has changed in the past two years, and I can't understand him more and more."

"Did you decide to break up?" Hang Zhe asked him.

"It's all like this, how can you make do with Buli." Zhong Rui smiled wryly.

The relationship of the past seven years, breaking up is tantamount to skinning and cramp, digging out the heart and bones.

Hang Zhe didn't want to poke his sore spot, so he changed the subject: "You picked Art from the water friend group, didn't you know about his family before?"

"I don't know," Zhong Rui sat down next to him, "I don't care so much, as long as I have good skills. But I seem to have asked him. He is young. I asked him if he doesn't study. People don't care about him, I think he's well-dressed, and I think he's just a kid who doesn't worry about food and clothing, who knows that his father still has friendship with Boss Shengshi."

"Did you see that he didn't bring a rune in today's game?" Hang Zhe's eyes were complicated.

"I see." I'm not stupid!

"You...you can do it for yourself." Hang Zhe patted him on the shoulder.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Zhong Rui yelled as he took off his clothes, "I've got something to ask you to come here, quickly help me get some medicine, I can't reach it, I bumped into the cabinet when I was fighting with that idiot today."

Zhong Rui took out the ointment from under the coffee table and handed it to Hang Zhe: "How about it, is it all purple, ugly or not?"

"No one looks at the back," Hang Zhe laughed at him, "Besides, it looks much better than mine."

"Ah, I'm sorry..." Zhong Rui didn't mention this on purpose, but he couldn't hold back his gossip, turned his head and said, "Is it because of that when you said you missed the appointment?"

"Well, don't move!" Hang Zhe patted him, "The medicine can't be wiped off."

"Then you explain quickly, it's over when you make it clear, what's the ink?" Zhong Rui was more anxious than him.

"I want to explain in person, but he hasn't agreed to meet." Hang Zhe finished taking the medicine, handed the clothes to Zhong Rui, and found that Zhong Rui was looking at him hesitantly.

"What's the matter?" Seeing his expression, Hang Zhe felt that there was nothing good, "As long as it doesn't poach my corner, other things can be discussed."

...but your corner of the wall runs to me by itself!

Zhong Rui handed the phone to Hang Zhe.

Noah: Let's have dinner next Monday night :)

Xiao Ming: Okay, let me know the time and place in advance #OK

"I'm innocent." Zhong Rui raised his hand, the chat records are only these two, very innocent!

Hang Zhe took a deep breath, and the sourness in his heart rose straight up. He pondered all the way, how to finalize the meeting, and the co-authorship did not reach Noah's words.

Could it be that the way of heaven is to pay hard work by looking at faces?

On the other end, after Yan Ming finished replying to Ming Ruyue's message, a number of gods were lined up on the number change sheet.

He hadn't recovered from the fairy-like fight just now, and he was really caught off guard when he suddenly encountered a gangster fight.The rhythm of his teammates was not on the same channel as him. He wanted to join his teammates and withdraw, he thought his teammates cleared the pawn line and went to fight again. Crystal was pushed by his teammates and scolded him as an actor. He was so angry that he quit the game after finishing the game.

Yan Ming was lying on the bed baking pancakes, tossing and turning until the early hours of the morning before falling asleep, his mobile phone was as quiet as a model machine, he clicked on WeChat, and the conversation with Mingming Ruyue still stopped at [-]:[-] last night, Yan Ming almost suspected that he was It wasn't the shaking of the hands that blocked the other party.

He clicked on the forum again, had read all the hot posts, and was about to quit, when a new post was refreshed on the homepage, and after a while of watching the title carefully, the number of replies at the bottom gradually increased.

"Hold your thighs, be a mistress, flirt, let's talk about the other side of a mysterious technical anchor"

Yan Ming clicked in, the main building did not name the anchor, only called the anchor Y, saying that he was a low-key person, loved to write strategies, and called himself a technical anchor.

Around Yan Ming doesn't pay attention to the anchor circle, but also vaguely thinks of a person, and sure enough, the title of the tenth floor is decoded by someone.

[The landlord, you can just say that you are Brother Yue, there are so many vain brains]

[Brother Yue bought traffic recently?Why do black posts and red posts have him? 】

[Are you kidding me? Brother Yue can't even afford a camera, so he still has money to buy traffic? 】

[Let's pretend we don't know it's Brother Yue, let's see what the kid from the host has to say]

The host did not respond to everyone’s speculation, and continued on his own. He said that Y has a friend who is a former professional player. Let’s call him N. Y intervened in this friend’s relationship, which caused his underground relationship to break up for many years, and then abandoned him in chaos. , and brought the netizen whom he just hooked up with to N in front of N, who became depressed and sick, and had to pretend to be just friends with Y in front of everyone, and his heart became even more depressed.

... Can you take some time to code? I don't know that Noah's illness is related to me.

Next, the host said that N and Y met in another game. Y had hooked up with his teammates in the previous game and then cheated, and was posted on the forum because of this. The host said that he still has the copy of the post at that time Screenshot, if someone needs him, he can release it.

Yan Ming has never experienced this, so it's hard to judge, but looking at the replies below the post, everyone is obviously reading it as a novel.

[The host continues, pointing to this post to stay up late with me tonight! 】

[Oh my god, I've been loving this couple for a long time, and someone finally came to write an article!The host will update soon, are they really together?Who goes up and who goes down? 】

[Back upstairs: Up and down is not a problem, CP is reversible and cannot be disassembled. 】

[Old fans know what you're talking about, are there any new ones, don't you understand that the breaking news comes with a hammer? 】

Seeing that there are fewer and fewer people commenting, and the show is about to end, the host finally released a big move.

[I can be sure that N and Y must have had a relationship. 】

[Come on, the hammer you want. 】

The photos below made Yan Ming sleepless.

In the camera, the two are very close together, one of them is very recognizable, with such a top-notch and beautiful face, no one can mistake it, it is Noah, the other one does not show his face, Yan Ming can't recognize anyone, but he knows The background behind the two of them, that place...he has been there.

Liu Xiaoyan came to visit on Sunday as usual. After knocking on the door, he was about to feel for the key when the door opened from the inside.

"You're already awake." Liu Xiaoyan thought he was dazzled, and this state might not be sleepwalking.

"It's not so much waking up," Yan Minghong stared, feeling that his body and mind were out of sync, "at best he's awake."

"What's the matter with you, you're so dumb, you lost last night?" Liu Xiaoyan was concerned about him.

"How is it possible? How could You Nuo Shen lose?" Yan Ming retorted with reason.

"You really didn't wake up," Liu Xiaoyan followed him into the room, "In the past, you always said that you would definitely win with you."

"Forget it," Yan Ming thought he would say something constructive, "I still have this point in my heart."

"Liu Dasha, let me ask you something." Yan Ming sat down on the bed again. He thought about it all night and couldn't figure it out. Once, will you go back and lie to you a second time?"

"It's hard to say," the dog-headed military division thought seriously, "It depends on whether the person who has been cheated has sustainable value."

"For example?" Yan Ming raised his eyebrows and waited for the next sentence.

"For example, if you have a total of 1 yuan on you, if the scammer gets the money, he will definitely not miss you anymore. If you have 100 million yuan, then you don't have to go back and lie to him 99 times." Liu Xiaoyan called him simile.

... 1 yuan can be earned again, and the remaining 99 yuan can be cheated all at once.

Yan Ming grabbed the reins of his thoughts and asked again: "Then what about cheating? It's not about money."

"It's not money, but it's a scumbag who cheated on feelings?" Liu Xiaoyan reacted quickly, "It's still the same, it depends on whether the cheated one is stupid or not, if he wakes up after being cheated once, isn't the cheater looking for money again?" Well, if you turn around and find that the person is still waiting for an explanation, the liar will be done fooling around without even needing an explanation. As soon as the person comes back, the person who was deceived will forgive him, and the liar will not have to catch this trap back and forth. "

... Why do you feel pain in your knees, head, and body?

"You are so clear," Yan Ming almost believed him, "Then why haven't you caught up with the goddess yet?"

"You are stupid," Liu Xiaoyan said with a sincere light in his eyes, "How can you be willing to use those routines for someone you really like."

Enlightenment!The original point is here!Let's just say that when he repeatedly checked the news this night, he felt a strange sense of familiarity. This was clearly a game of playing hard to get with him. I take 99 steps and you take the last step.

Almost caught on again!

After receiving a lesson early in the morning, Yan Ming suddenly woke up like a dream, and felt deeply guilty for questioning Liu Xiaoyan's emotional intelligence.

"One last question." Yan Ming looked at his savior earnestly, "A liar appeared twice, and the voice was different twice, why?"

"It's not easy," Liu Xiaoyan blinked, "Have you ever played with a voice changer?"

... Well, the story is complete, the logic is reasonable, and there are no loopholes.

Hang Zhe arrived home too late the day before, so he didn't send a message to Yan Ming. The next morning, his sister called him to work as a coolie. Seeing that it was almost noon, he sent a few messages to Yan Ming, but he still didn't reply, feeling very bitter.

"That's where the box is?" Hang Zhe put his phone back in his pocket and looked at the room. "It's a good place, but are you sure you want to live in the studio? He won't live here too, will he?"

Hang Zhe lowered his voice and glanced at the young master sitting outside.

"He doesn't live here," Hang Xiaoyun also lowered his voice, "How many bosses have you seen living in the office?"

Hang Zhe's sister works as an assistant for a celebrity. This celebrity's situation is quite special. His manager is his mother. His family opened a studio for him. The artist is by himself. His mother arranges work for him, and Hang Xiaoyun works as his personal assistant.

"I haven't seen a few employees living in the office." Hang Zhe worried, "Why don't you rent another place? I see a lot of houses around here."

"Okay, all the things have been moved here, let's live in it first, you help me unpack this box first." Hang Xiaoyun handed him the knife, "Be careful not to scratch the things inside."

As soon as Hang Zhe squatted down, he felt the phone vibrate. He took it out and saw that happiness came too suddenly.

Hang Zhe: Are you up yet?

Hang Zhe: Don't go to bed too late, it hurts your stomach if you don't eat breakfast.

Yan Ming: Where will we meet tomorrow night?

The author has something to say: It's not easy to finally meet.

See you Friday night.