"Does it have anything to do with me?" Li Zhiqing was inexplicable.
"Have you watched Weibo! Didn't you use Weibo in the morning!" Song Junlin found out that the man was standing in the middle of the living room after yelling.
Li Zhiqing lowered his head and beat the eggs into the frying pan: "I have no habit of reading Weibo."
It's more than a habit. Except for a few games on his mobile phone, it's still trendy, and other applications are comparable to retired veterans.
Li Zhiqing flicked his eyelashes and scanned Song Junlin's white vest and flowered pants: "The first thing you do when you wake up every morning is to look for your phone to watch Weibo?"
"It's because I just woke up to make something interesting and refreshing." The kitchen is open. Song Junlin went outside the island and handed the phone over, "Quick, quickly, look at this!"
He directly squeezed the screen of the mobile phone in front of Li Zhiqing's eyes, and Li Zhiqing had to look back to see the content on the screen.
That was a Weibo sent by a certain public account at nine o’clock last night: [Share a little brother with a prosperous and beautiful face, and look at beautiful things before going to bed to have a good dream~]
Close behind are two photos from a candid angle, all of the same thin and tall young man.
In the first one, he was wearing a dazzling meal delivery jacket, and he was turning his head to talk with others, probably because the person next to him was too burly, so that his figure looked thinner and longer, although he only left Give the camera half of the face, but still able to distinguish the absolute outline of the facial features, especially the curved eyelashes, which is no exaggeration, the length is simply against the sky.
The young man in the second picture has already taken off his jacket. The white shirt not only didn't let his whole image fade, but it also made his facial features more beautiful.He turned the corridor, half of his face was exposed, and the visual impact was not reduced by half because of the long distance.
Li Zhiqing raised his eyebrows in surprise, and slid back and forth twice before daring to confirm that the person in the photo was himself.
Yes, this camera technique is far better than his own.
The number of fans of this official account is nearly six digits. After one night, the number of reposts has been about to exceed 10,000. The comments below have exploded into a ball. Some people licked the screen to save the picture, and some shouted and were broken. There are those who are sarcasm, and those who guess the plastic surgery is too violent. Among them, the two that were praised to the top were all sent from the same account.
Lu Shangtian: [Yes, I love P pictures, but I didn't even add a filter to these two photos./Smile, people who are fake will look at everything fake, those sunspots want to fuck me, and stop spraying others.
Lu Shangtian: [By the way, this little brother also played a supporting role. People can send me a box lunch, but I can’t help it with a good-looking face.I took all the screenshots of those who were involved in plastic surgery and P-pictures, and waited for the TV show to start and watch your faces become bloody.
"Do you still remember the little girl who said yesterday that you had to sew buttons for you? This Lushangtian is her. She posted the secret photo of you on Weibo and was seen by the official account and posted it again." Song Junlin expected him It would be this reaction, and proactively explained, "She seems to be a little internet celebrity, and she has a pretty good selfie photo. I saw it for a long time before I recognized her. Maybe it’s because she had plastic surgery. Many people Say that you are an artificial face just like her, but you are more praised, so don't be angry."
Li Zhiqing smiled and motioned for him to take the phone back: "What's so angry about this."
"As soon as Lu Shangtian said that you still acted in a play, a group of people asked what TV series it was. You have your own small advertisement attribute! You said if you were seen by those producers, would you want to sign you? Go?" Song Junlin thought freely.
"It's just two photos, and it won't be long before they are almost forgotten." Li Zhiqing said with an expression of "you want to be beautiful".
Song Junlin slapped the island with regret: "Then you quickly post a few selfies on Weibo, and let those who praise you look good, don't let them forget you."
"I don't want to be an internet celebrity." Li Zhiqing looked at him helplessly, "Once you are done, you can wash up quickly. I just wanted to say that your mouth is full of smell."
Song Junlin was choked and shut his mouth. He hurriedly went back to the room with a sigh of relief. When he came back, he still thought about Li Zhiqing's ignorance on Weibo. He didn't stop his mouth even after eating.
Song Junlin rushed to work, had breakfast in a hurry, and while Li Zhiqing helped him open the door on the first floor, he glanced at the stairs and asked in a low voice, "What's the situation with the big brother? I remember he left last night. at home?"
Li Zhiqing's eyes fluttered to the side, and he began to break by: "He was hired by Tang Shunshi to look at the shop temporarily. He may have to stay with him recently."
"Then two days ago?" Song Junlin felt sore after thinking about the man's "I want you" yesterday.
"Two days ago..." Li Zhiqing said, "I'm sorry Uncle Jiao", and pointed out his finger, "He is a bit confused here, and he can't understand what he said. I only found out that he was visiting the store after calling Tang Shunshi this morning. of."
Song Junlin suddenly realized that before leaving, he asked, "Then what is his name?"
Li Zhiqing: "..."
It seems that he hasn't asked the man's name yet, so it is impossible to call it Jiao Wu Jiao.
Li Zhiqing blinked, forcing his brain to work.
Anyway, regardless of whether it was a snake or a dragon, in the end, he definitely wanted to be a dragon. It shouldn't be a problem to use "dragon" as his name.
When the word "Dragon" is opened, you will have the surname You happen to have among the surnames. As for the surname...
He blinked and said hesitantly: "...You Chuan, the river of the river."
A river ran by, not like a scribbling stroke.
He secretly gave himself a thumbs up, too clever.
Back on the second floor, the man still sat at the dining table. Li Zhiqing sat across from him with that sight. He drank a sip of milk and smiled at him: "Since you want to stay here, we must know each other. My name is Li Zhiqing. What should I call you?"
The man's eyes flashed, and he repeated: "Li Zhiqing."
"Yes, this is my name." Li Zhiqing responded, "What about you? What is your name?"
The man was silent for a moment, then shook his head.
Li Zhiqing was stunned: "...you don't know?"
Does anyone else know their name?Oh, this is not a person... But even if it is a god, it should have a name.
"I don't have a name." It's rare for a man to say a complete sentence, the subject, the predicate, and the guest.
Li Zhiqing was stunned again: "How did others call you before?"
The man did not speak, but focused his gaze on his face.
Li Zhiqing couldn't laugh or cry, and tilted his head with one hand and looked over: "The one who left this morning is my roommate named Song Junlin. In his eyes you are just an ordinary person. If you can...can you avoid shocking him?"
The man nodded.
"I lied to him that you came to look after the bookstore, so please feel wronged." Li Zhiqing touched the tip of his nose embarrassedly. "Just now he asked me what your name was downstairs. I was afraid of revealing stuff, so I made up a name casually. "
Saying he picked up a chopstick, dipped the remaining milk and wrote two words upside down on the table: "If you don't mind, can you call you that way in the future?"
Based on the communication level of the opposite person, it must have been a long time since he got along with humans. Li Zhiqing was afraid that he didn't even know the words, and continued: "You Chuan, literally understandable is the meaning of Dahao Hechuan, if put together... …" He hesitated, "Spelled together is the word'Dragon'."
The man had been looking down at the two words he pointed at with the tip of his chopsticks, but when he said "dragon", the other party lifted his eyelids.
Li Zhiqing was fooled, thinking that he had offended something, and his chopsticks fell from his fingertips with a click.
Except for the sudden movement of raising his eyes, the man's expression is not unusual, he seems to be quite happy: "Okay."
Li Zhiqing slowly relieved his sigh. As he packed the tableware, he recalled the various reactions of the other party since the first meeting. He couldn't help but feel funny. The temper of this Mr. Jiao could not be better.
In order to allow You Chuan to smoothly integrate into a harmonious society, Li Zhiqing moved the computer from the second floor to accompany You Chuan to familiarize himself with the recent news broadcast.In the end, he saw that half of him couldn't help but start a mobile game, but You Chuan was very entertaining and watched the news programs on each platform patiently.
You Chuan's temper is indeed very good. Apart from not talking and using Li Zhiqing as his sight from time to time, there is nothing wrong with him.
Li Zhiqing shrank in the soft chair of the bookstore, and when the game was over, he raised his eyes and glanced at You Chuan who was sitting on the other chair, and secretly marked out the "don't talk".
The attribute of being taciturn really matches with You Chuan's ice cube face. He can't imagine what it would be like when You Chuan becomes a babble.
After the heavy rain subsided in Kyoto, there was a few days of light rain. On the second day when it was completely clear, the old street crew was officially finished. After Song Junlin finished his part-time job, he stayed in the room and concentrated on painting except for meals. Tang Shunshi also got the job done. The capital is back.
Li Zhiqing went to a small restaurant near the airport and waited on time. He ordered a lot of homemade puddings in the store. Before he finished eating much, he saw a fat old man with a beer belly coming in from the store door and sitting unceremoniously. Opposite Li Zhiqing: "Oh, the young man is so handsome when he eats everything."
Li Zhiqing was too lazy to wrestle with him, burying his head in solving the snack in his hand.
"Which one?" Tang Shunshi didn't care, pouring a glass of water happily.
Li Zhiqing took out a paper towel and wiped the corners of his mouth: "I told Song Junlin that he was your hired man, and he should be showing you the shop now."
Tang Shunshi just slobbered into his mouth and almost vomited it back into the cup again, choking a few times, "...this damn thing is about to break my blessing, can you rely on it?"
"He's not angry again." Li Zhiqing took out a brocade bag from his pocket and pushed it over. "How do you say this?"
Tang Shunshi took out the cracked copper coin from the bag and held it in his hand for a closer look: "The old street has been abandoned for so many years. It is possible to hide anything, it's not possible, it's hard to say." He said that he tried to catch Li Zhiqing's hand.
Li Zhiqing unceremoniously slapped it open: "What are you doing? Playing a gangster."
"You bear kid, even if I play a hooligan, I will score gender." Tang Shunshi was angry and put his hand in front of Li Zhiqing, "Jiao Lin, show me."
Li Zhiqing was naturally unconvinced when he was scolded as a "bear boy", and he untied the braided rope with a "cut".
Tang Shunshi took the black scale and added water to himself as he looked at it. Before the mouth of the cup touched his mouth, a layer of cold sweat exploded on his back, and the fat on his cheeks shivered with fright: "... Ancestor! This is his grandma's...!"
This his grandma's looks like a dragon scale!