[Quick Pass] Perfect Raiders

"Holy shit, Ji Mo, who is this..." Jiang Shan was very jealous.

"A Luo, I..." Ji Mo was a little embarrassed, although there was no ambiguity between him and Jiang Shan, but he couldn't tell when A Luo bumped into him while chatting alone in YY.

"I heard everything." Wei Xun tried to appease the flustered Ji Mo.

"Brother, what I just said to him was a joke." Jiang Shan was a little embarrassed, he was very old and in a bad mood, and dragged Ji Mo into the water.

"understand."

"You two emmm..." Jiang Shan was at a loss for words for a moment, and his words were full of meaning.

"It's just what you think." Ji Mo said angrily.

"Ji Mo must have suffered." Jiang Shan felt miraculously cured.

"No, no, no...the horoscope hasn't been written yet."

"Girl's eyes are like torches." Wei Xun responded generously.

"It's not Shou... If it's you..." Ji Mo said more and more without confidence, and the soul of the rotten house in Jiang Shan's body was also burning.

"Mom..." Jiang Shan suddenly patted the table excitedly, and both Wei Xun and Ji Mo could hear the slapping sound.

"Pfft... There's no need to be so exaggerated." Ji Mo was a little shy.

"Ah... no, I feel very loving, cute, hehehe..." Jiang Shan let out a series of salty laughter.

"Have you two met?"

"No." Ji Mo wanted to meet, but he didn't dare.

"Do you want to meet?" Wei Xun asked.

"Think." Ji Mo hesitated for a moment, but became much firmer after speaking.

"Think beautifully."

"Actually, it's a little early now, I'm super cowardly." Ji Mo continued to smooth things over for himself.

"Ah Luo can meet whenever he wants, and he will be there whenever he is called, and he will never procrastinate."

"Yes." Wei Xun smiled, then remained silent.

"It's okay, I'm practicing singing..."

"You practice, you practice." Jiang Shan yawned, and occasionally chatted with Ji Mo, humming, and went to bed at eleven o'clock.

"Pretty girls don't stay up late!"

"Good night."

"Good night." Wei Xun also followed Ji Mo.

Ji Mo's singing talent is outstanding, the tune is very accurate, and the timbre is very good. Whether it's high pitch or low pitch, or chanting, he can handle it very well.

Wei Xun has never studied it professionally, so he just thinks it sounds good.

"Do you like to sing?"

"It's okay. If you like it, you can score it. Ten is a full score. Singing can be scored as seven points. Games can be scored as five points. Live broadcasting can be scored as eight points. Ah Luo is perfect." Ji Mo said thoughtfully.

"Do you have any thoughts on professional development?" Wei Xun also felt that Ji Mo was too lonely and terribly empty.

"I just want to sing for the second time, post a song once in a while... I don't want to show my face." Ji Mo thinks it's good to sing quietly and broadcast live.

"If you need it, you can find me. I can write lyrics, compose music, and draw covers for you." The relationship between the two needs to be expanded, otherwise it is easy to lose enthusiasm when chatting dryly every day.

"A Luo really knows everything! Do you want to sing with me! I really want to sing with you..."

"Actually, I'm not very good at it, and I'm going to learn it with you." Wei Xun's current animations on Weibo are all composition and coloring that he learned recently, and they look decent. Other things that Ji Mo likes don't seem to be It's too difficult, a little learning should be able to meet Ji Mo's needs.

"Does that mean you agreed!"

"Ah."

"Singing... I sang by myself without anyone's guidance..." After Ji Mo finished speaking, he felt very inappropriate again.

"I mean, I don't know anything...a piece of salted fish." Jimo suddenly had a feeling that he was useless.

I have returned all the things I learned in college. Apart from singing and live broadcasting, I don’t seem to know anything else. I usually live by eating takeout, occasionally going out to eat, no fixed job, and an abandoned house in society.

"It's not too salty. I can study by myself. If it doesn't work, let's find a way together." Wei Xun reluctantly comforted Ji Mo.

"Okay! I will work hard!" Ji Mo usually sang other people's songs, and occasionally the songs sung in the live broadcast room were uploaded to the music app by fans, which would cause copyright disputes.He doesn't have a studio, and he doesn't have an assistant. Thinking about making original songs with A Luo feels very good.

Although he doesn't know his neighbors very well, Ji Mo just happened to go out or go home several times. When Wei Xun opened the door, he could not help but stop when he saw all kinds of tempting food on the table from a distance and smelled the enticing aroma.

Ji Mo ate a few more meals from Wei Xun, and felt that his conscience couldn't bear it. The instant noodles were too unscrupulous, so it's better to invite the handsome neighbor to have a meal.

"It's getting cold, are you going to eat bullfrogs?" Ji Mo knocked on the door of Wei Xun's house.

"Okay."

Wei Xun was wearing a long black windbreaker, full of warmth and pretense. Feeling that it might rain, he took a big umbrella.

After practicing, he would sense the changes of the weather in the dark. Now the temperature is already low. If it rains, it will be even colder. Worried that Ji Mo will be cold, Wei Xun took out a plaid scarf from the room and wrapped it around his neck.

Sitting in Wei Xun's car, Ji Mo had the illusion of being taken care of.Wei Xun is definitely an old driver. He drives smoothly, like walking on flat ground. He gets a little motion sickness but has never been dizzy in Wei Xun's car. One day Wei Xun took out ice cream from the car refrigerator for him to eat... because he is poor It can be seen from the knowledge that this car is expensive, and Wei Xun's clothes also reveal a kind of low-key luxury. The carpet in Wei Xun's house feels very expensive when stepped on.

Although it's true that Ji Mo lives in a high-end neighborhood, everyone else seems to be different from Wei Xun.

Wei Xun looks richer than them.

When Ji Mo used to go out, he just walked, took the bus when there were not many people, and took a taxi when there were too many people. After getting to know Wei Xun, he almost always took Wei Xun's car to go out, and miraculously dropped by every time.

"We're almost here. Do you want to wait for me here? I'll find a place to park first." Wei Xun interrupted Jimo's thoughts. The parking spaces near here are full, and he may need to find a parking lot a little farther away.

"Together with you." Ji Mo felt that it was not good to go down at this time, what if Wei Xun couldn't find him, although Wei Xun seemed to be omnipotent...

The temperature at night is much lower than during the day, and the warm yellow street lamps illuminate the shadows of the trees, making it quiet and cool.

Ji Mo wore a light blue thin short jacket with white long sleeves inside, even if he zipped it up, it couldn't keep out the cold.There was still some way to go from the store, Ji Mo rubbed his hands, he knew he should wear more.

Wei Xun untied the scarf and wrapped it around Jim Mo's neck. The thin body temperature and light and pleasant breath instantly enveloped Ji Mo. He didn't feel cold at all. He wanted to push back the scarf, but found that Wei Xun was holding the scarf in one hand. Umbrella, with one hand in his pocket, just walking forward, not intending to speak.

Ji Mo covered the scarf and couldn't help but sigh.

It's really strange how such a person doesn't have a girlfriend.

When the bullfrog shop arrived, a burst of hot aroma came into my nostrils as soon as I entered.

The two found a small private room, and the waiter brought the menu.

"This is a bit spicy, can you eat spicy food?" As a veteran driver, Ji Mo already knew every delicious restaurant in the vicinity like the back of his hand.

"It can be eaten. You are a little bit angry, don't order something too spicy."

Hearing this, Ji Mo touched the less obvious acne on his face and coughed dryly.

Wasn't it because the tiger-skin green peppers that Wei Xun made two days ago were special for dinner, and Jimo took the pot home and ate it for two days before finishing it.

Anyway, slightly spicy is quite spicy, so I won’t take Wei Xun to experience the wilder medium spicy, heavy spicy, super spicy and devil spicy.

The bullfrog meat is very fresh and tender, and the ones put in are still raw. The chef cooks them fresh, adds various ingredients and covers the pot, and asks the two to wait for a while.

Bored, Ji Mo ate cold cucumbers.

"Now that the weather is getting colder, don't eat too much."

Ji Mo stopped his chopsticks obediently, and spurned himself in his heart.

Wei Xun does what he says, which is too obedient, not normal at all.

Then I thought again,

Anyway, I invited him to dinner...

It is normal to give three points of courtesy.

The aroma of the bullfrog meat wafted through the nostrils, making people move their index fingers. The chef came over and turned it over and then covered the pot again.

"Delicious food is always worth the wait." Ji Mo said pretendingly.

"Well, do you come here often?"

"Yes, I used to come here often."

"Alone?" Eating hot pot alone is too lonely.Half of the customers in the store are couples, and half are girlfriends. It is rare for two men like Wei Xun and Jimo to go together.

"No, I have a friend who likes to eat bullfrogs and often calls me up. Later he left the order."

What a sad story.

"My friend is as fat as a bear, and he's out of the singles. I'm so handsome but I'm still single." Jimo suddenly thought of Ah Luo, feeling a little healed. After the chef opened the pot and said it was ready to eat, he took a few shots Send a picture of the color and fragrance.

Wei Xun's phone vibrated a few times, but Ji Mo didn't care.

Wei Xun glanced at the phone.

A Luo didn't reply, and Ji Mo was a little disappointed.

The bullfrog was indeed delicious, and Ji Mo ate it in full swing. Wei Xun had half a bowl of rice more than usual, stopped his chopsticks, and watched Ji Mo eat.

"Brother, eat, are you full so soon?"

"Am I very old?" Seeing Jimo searching for the bullfrog in the pot, Wei Xun picked up his chopsticks again to help him find it.

"I'm not old, I'm not old, it's always weird to call my little brother and my brother... why don't I call my brother more kind."

"That's right, how old are you this year?" Although he knew Ji Mo's information well, Wei Xun still asked.

"23."

"I'm five years older than you."

"I can't tell." Ji Mo looked at Wei Xun, who was under the smoke of the hot pot, with misty eyes, a little jealous of his beauty.

There is actually a man more handsome than me, Ji Mo, in the world.