[It doesn’t matter if I don’t have a girlfriend, why can’t all the beautiful anchors I follow escape?]
【Don’t laugh at natural disasters, don’t laugh at man-made disasters.】
[0u0玖ye玖ye, my love for you is a rogue text message, and you can’t unsubscribe even if you reply with TD~]
[The previous definition of myself is quite clear.]
【Love the living King of Hell? I respect you as a man!】
After Yan Jiu's comments appeared at an inappropriate time.
The live broadcast room exploded.
Netizens are talking a lot.
Everyone was shocked in their own way.
After this.
All the insomniac viewers in the fluorescent live broadcast room are even more insomniac, and the "culprit" causing this phenomenon is eating late night snacks.
Yan Jiu felt that she was not full after eating barbecue.
I ordered some stir-fried vegetables.
She did not eat alone, and did not forget to invite the She brothers to eat together.
She Liang, who had never eaten human food before, felt as if he had discovered a paradise in the world. He wolfed down the food, completely ignoring Yan Jiu and She Shan's disdain, and plunged himself into the dish.
She Shan was elegantly placed next to the thermos cup. He was disembodied and could neither eat nor digest food.
It just so happens that the moonlight is very soft this night.
Suitable for cultivation and stabilizing the soul.
System: [Host, Mr. Liu, who was on the path to success, is terrible, but he passed away with a smile. ]
Yan Jiu made a meal of mutton skewers.
She wiped her mouth.
There was a three-second moment of silence.
Then he picked up the fried rice noodles.
Just then.
A tall figure blocked Yan Jiu's light.
Yan Jiu smelled a familiar smell.
He didn't even raise his head to signal others to sit down.
Lang Zongyi, who had never indulged himself, subconsciously frowned when he saw Yan Jiu eating and drinking, and advised: "Don't eat so much, it's easy to accumulate food."
After he finished speaking, he fell silent.
This statement applies to any human being, but not to those in Taoism.
That moment just now.
He actually regarded Yan Jiu as a junior in the clan.
Who gave him this illusion!?
Make him think that Yan Jiu will listen to him?
It must be the wind.
Lang Zongyi pursed his lips, but he couldn't withdraw it yet, so he could only hope that Yan Jiu didn't hear.
However, there was a certain person with excellent hearing. She looked at Lang Zongyi in front of her faintly.
What a boss with thick eyebrows and big eyes.
Thoughts are so complex!
Although it is well intentioned.
But who do you think you are?
Except for my senior brother, not even my master can stop me from working.
For some reason, when she saw Lang Zongyi's eyes, she thought of her senior brother.
She was inexplicably irritable.
Yan Jiu wiped her mouth and said: "I am already 18+, and you can't even prevent me from becoming addicted to games. Is it illegal to eat more?"
Lang Zongyi followed Yan Jiu's words and said: "It's not against the law, it's just causing some trouble for the kitchen spatula."
His eyes inadvertently glanced at the mountain of empty plates and empty tokens on Yan Jiu's table.
Lang Zongyi's words brought Yan Jiu back to reality.
Let Yan Jiu fall into deep thought.
Lang Zongyi was not her senior brother. She had just become so obsessed with him that he actually overlapped with her senior brother.
She forgot.
Except her senior brother.
No one will follow her at all.
no one...
Yan Jiu put down her chopsticks and drank the boiled water from the disposable cup.
Lang Zongyi: You are so bitter that you seem to be drinking alcohol. Am I blind, or have you made a mistake in managing your expression?
Yan Jiu quickly returned to normal.
She burped.
"Director Lang, can you have something to eat?"
Lang Zongyi's eyebrows moved: "Thank you, no need."
Lang Zongyi, who had never participated in a group activity before, paused and thought it was novel that he would be invited to have dinner together one day.
Yan Jiu nodded: "Then cover your eyes and mouth, I'm going to continue eating."
Lang Zongyi: "..."
Somehow.
He always felt that Yan Jiu who worked hard to eat was very pleasing to the eye, as if in his impression Yan Jiu should be like this.
By the time he reacted, he was already sitting opposite Yan Jiu.
Yan Jiu waved to the proprietress of the barbecue stall.
The landlady put down what she was doing: "What's wrong, beauty? Is the food not to your taste?"
Yan Jiu pointed to the dishes on the table: "Other people have fried pork with chili peppers, but yours is better. It's fried pork with chili peppers, stir-fried pork, stir-fried pork, and it's delicious. Aren't you afraid of losing money if you give me so much meat?"
The landlady laughed and gave Yan Jiu another plate of cold dishes because of her sweet taste.
Yan Jiu, who had gotten a plate of food for free, was happy.
Lang Zongyi, who witnessed the whole process: "..."
Lang Zong realized later that he was more speechless today than in the past year combined.
Yan Jiu was checking out.
I gave the landlady advice on rent change.
For example, if you want to move your stall, you can move it to the next street, and business will be more prosperous.
The landlady slapped her thigh: "Hey, how did you know that we have plans to change our storefront?"
Yan Jiu smiled but said nothing.
I left with a thermos cup.
Based on politeness.
Yan Jiu did not forget to wave to Lang Zongyi before leaving.
Lang Zongyi stood at the intersection, with no emotion in his tone: "Director Yan, is it convenient for us to chat?"
Witnessing the "human" side of Yan Jiu.
Lang Zongyi was even more determined to bring Yan Jiu into the national special agency as the general counsel.
Yan Jiu hugged her arms: "What if it's inconvenient for me?"
Lang Zongyi looked like he had already expected Yan Jiu to say this: "Then I'll ask again tomorrow."
Yan Jiu choked.
She felt that Lang Zongyi was the first person who made her feel so itchy that she wanted to initiate a fight.
Lang Zongyi put his index finger on the back of his head and made a head-stopping gesture: "Don't think about it, don't discuss it."
Yan Jiu: "..." How does he know what I am thinking?
The system complained at the right time: [The host just had to carve the words "wanting to find trouble" on his forehead. 】
Yan Jiu was not ashamed but proud.
Just as she was about to ask Lang Zongyi what he wanted to talk about, she found that Lang Zongyi was walking forward by himself.
It seemed certain that she would follow.
Don't wait for her at all!
Yan Jiu smiled: "He must be single."
System: [The host calculated it?]
Yan Jiu: "..." Is this still necessary?
A road with no end in sight.
The willow trees beside the road rustled.
The street lights are hidden behind the treetops, and the mottled light and tree shadows are intertwined and scattered on the ground.
The two figures, one in front and one behind, were stretched out by the light.
Lang Zongyi suddenly turned around and said: "What does Director Yan think of the bodhisattva who helps the world and saves people..."
Yan Jiu fell behind Lang Zongyi.
She paused as she stepped on someone's shadow.
Yan Jiu was caught as a typical example.
Lang Zongyi's eyes twitched, obviously he didn't expect Yan Jiu to have such childish virtues.
Yan Jiu became serious for a second: "I have no opinion."
Lang Zongyi raised his eyebrows.
Yan Jiu said seriously: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? If you die as a fellow Taoist, you will not die as a poor Taoist. The former is certainly righteous, but it also depends on where you put it. The latter is criticized, but it may not be unreasonable. It depends on the current situation.
"
She leisurely clasped her hands behind her back, pretending that the person who was so childish just now was not her.
Yan Jiu continued the previous topic: "Director Lang probably doesn't know. Even though I am often unruly, I have sometimes thought that if I imitate the Bodhisattva in sacrificing myself and breaking off my arms to save people, I would be able to become an immortal. I would be a great good person."
"
Lang Zongyi looked like "You seem to have some misunderstanding about good people."
When Yan Jiu's face was full of seriousness.
Lang Zongyi said: "I don't know whether he will become an immortal, but he will definitely become a low-income household."
Yan Jiu: "..." You are good at chatting.
Finished.
Lang Zongyi stared at Yan Jiu and pondered for a moment.
Finally, he relaxed his frown and handed an ID wrapped in a black leather ID cover to Yan Jiu.
Yan Jiu: "?"
Lang Zongyi pretended to be casual: "Leave it with Director Yan, and the money will be deducted from the card."
Yan Jiu immediately had no objection.
She was afraid that Lang Zongyi would regret it, so she quickly put the ID into her pocket without even looking at it.
