Galactic Garbage Station

Are you still home? ”The other side of the phone rang a rough voice. He was the oldest roommate of Su Jing University. His name was Lin Hao. He was a wealthy family and loved antique games. He was an antique fan. In college, because of limited eyesight and learning, I paid a lot of tuition fees for antique cheaters, but then as my eyesight expertise improved, I picked up a lot of leaks, and now my collection is estimated to be worth millions.

“At home.” Su Qian said.

“The day after tomorrow, October 24th, are you free? ”

“Should be free. ”

“Come over here and get together. I've confirmed it with the penis and the fourth. They're free. ”

“What's the show? ”

“There are a lot of shows going on. BBQ, singing k, playing pool, watching movies are fine. My new girlfriend is a student of Hailan Conservatory of Music. There is a centennial school festival at night. We can go see it together. I hear there are also Murong fairies on the performance list. ”

“Fairy Murong, how is that possible?” Su was stunned. Fairy Murong is at least a big star. Little sea blue conservatory. Can you touch her? However, thinking about the ancient month when he was a professor at the Hailan Conservatory of Music, he could get the Guqin of the Moon. I think he must have a good relationship with Mr. Murong, maybe because of this layer of relationship, to invite him to the Murong Fairy.

“I also think it's very unlikely, I don't know if it's true or false, but even if Murong Fairy is not present, the talent of the Sea Blue Conservatory of Music is born, their art party is still worth watching. ”

“Sure.” Su Xiao promised without hesitation, and had not seen several college roommates in a long time. It would be nice to get together sometime. Moreover, just before that, Ancient Moon invited him several times. He was told to go to a literary and artistic party to show his hands. Su Xin received a lot of guidance from Ancient Moon. He also received a gift from Ancient Moon Ancient Qin. It was really hard to refuse.

Su Qing called to ask if Shi Qing was free, had Wang Siyao's care, Shi Qing basically didn't have to work overtime or anything. It happened to be Saturday, and naturally he didn't have to work, so Su Qing was going to take her to play with him.

In the next few days, Su Zheng stayed at home almost all day, exercising his physical strength, cultivating plants, raising pets, acting like he was perfectly fine. In fact, he had learned through the invisible lizard that the Song family and the Royal Family were investigating themselves, just pretending not to know. Anyway, they obviously didn't find anything out.

The prison disaster of He Qianyun and He Xiang must be beyond escape. If Song Junhao can't escape, it depends on how well Song Jia and Zhongyun City Wang Jia do their work. None of these Su Wan want to get involved further, intend to look at the situation and get out if you can. After all, Song Jia and Zhongyun Wang Jia Jia Da Yue are too involved, not too much, but very troublesome to deal with, endless, too much time and energy wasted. The more the enemy is solved, the more attention it attracts, and if it is brought to the attention of the National Security Agency, the bigger the problem really is. Besides, your energy should be on the space-time garbage stations, not on these little ones.

Of course, Su Zheng did not relax his guard. Invisible lizards stayed in the police station. Always follow the movements of Song Junhao, He Qianyun and others. Follow their conversations with the Song family and Wang family. Once they find out that they are trying to do something that threatens them, don't blame yourself for killing them.

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An ancient house full of light, a beautiful woman in a white dress, playing the piano. Her eyebrows were euphemistic, her eyes were bright, her nose beams were tall and strong, her little mouth was red, her skin was white and her whole face was delicate as if it were a master painted goddess, and she could not pick out any flaws, either overall or locally. Her chest is high, her waist is plump and her legs are long and straight, it's a perfect hanger, and she looks incredibly sexy and noble in a white dress.

The sound of the violin sounded softly, gently turning the ear and touching the heart, but it was the widely circulated "Peiyuan Jingxing Song". However, at the end of the song, the woman in the white dress revealed an unsatisfactory divinity.

“Miss, there are calls and letters.” A beautiful woman in a business suit walked in, handed out a cell phone and a letter, and the call was a cell phone, not a text message, but a real letter. In these days, anyone who does not text via WeChat, but knows Murong Fairy will give priority to the original letter. Because she loves all the ancient styles such as ancient qin, ancient poetry, ancient costumes and so on, she can't help but retreat back to ancient times, which has reached the level of secondary school.

As if she hadn't heard the phone ringing, she reached for the letter, and the professional lady stuffed her phone into the hands of the Murong fairy. She said: "Miss, if you forget Madame's words, the phone is often more important, so answer the phone first. ”

Murong Xian looked a little reluctant, picked up her phone and answered the phone, and the voice of a middle-aged woman rang on the other end of the phone: “Xian, my dear fairy, how can you wear that white dress? ”

“Why, isn't it nice? ”

“It's not ugly, it's too beautiful, my aunt, that's the clothes designed by my opponent, Guo Biting. Aren't you advertising someone else? ”

“I don't care. Put it on me, it's my clothes. ”

“…” The voice across the street seems to have swallowed, the professional dress beauty beside her also smoked the corner of her mouth, Murong fairy everything is fine, it is too random, it is so temperamental to death.

“Aunt Ping, it's still up to you. If you interact with Guo Biting on Weibo, you can still make Xian look atmospheric.” The professional dress beauty said to the telephone, she knows Murong Fairy, she knows that she likes ancient clothing, so creative and design perfect ancient clothing, she loves to keep her hands off, it is unlikely that she will be able to wear it. Besides, she had already worn it and had been photographed by the media. Now it was too late to wear it. It would be better if she wore it bright and loud and had a good reputation for being unrestrained.

“That's all you can do. Keep an eye on her. Don't let her keep messing around. ”

“Understood. ”

Aunt Ping, a middle-aged woman, talked to the professional dress beauty. Murong Xian simply threw her cell phone to the professional suit beauty, took the letter, and read the sender was “Ancient Moon”. This was the only way to open it. The contents of the letter were also written with a brush. The sender obviously knew Murong Xian very well and cast his best. After reading it, Xian Murong asked, "Do you have time the day after tomorrow? ”

“There are no itineraries scheduled at this time.” The beauty in business dress looked at the itinerary.

“Then go to the Hailan Conservatory of Music to attend the centennial celebration of literary and artistic parties. I heard that Uncle Gu Yue recognized the Guqin master, it was time to invite him to introduce him.” Murong's fairy colors reveal a hint of anticipation.