MTL - Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin-Chapter 3 The Counterattack of Genius Cannon fodder (3)
After 40 minutes, Ikkoike's destination arrived.
When I got out of the car, I saw the four characters "Beijing Cemetery", and referring to the surrounding environment with dark moon and wind, the system was dark.
He warned: "What are you doing?"
Chi Xiaochi pulled the handbrake and put out the fire. He looked at Yang Baihua, who was sleeping in the rearview mirror, and smiled: "Hey, hey."
system:"……"
Chi Xiaochi asked, "Excuse me, how much do you want for a shaving blade?"
No expression on the system: "Alarm is free."
Chi Xiaochi: "No blade, wire works."
system:"……?"
Chi Xiaochi glanced at the gate of the cemetery: "Forget it, you don't need it."
Chi Xiaochi did nothing to Yang Baihua.
He got out of the car and stood in the direction of the graveyard for a while in Xiao Suohan's wind, seeming to be thinking.
Of course, this is not the famous funeral feng shui place "born in Suzhou and Hangzhou, buried in Beibei", but just a deceptive sheep head selling dog meat. On the iron gate was a large rusty copper lock hanging in the grass, and the large copper word "邙" fell off, leaving only a solitary right ear.
Chi Xiaochi took off his down jacket, put it on the front hood, stepped back a few steps facing the door, and after leaving enough room for acceleration, he rushed straight towards the iron door.
He seemed to be quite familiar with the work of flipping the door. He jumped three steps away from the iron gate, and landed exactly on the rusty iron flower carved between the railings of the iron gate. His right hand grabbed the bronze The word "North" was used as a buffer, and the other foot immediately followed, stepped on the horizontal door rail directly above the iron gate, and jumped lightly, successfully sending himself to the other side of the iron gate.
After landing, Ikkoike lowered his ankle.
System: "It's okay."
Chi Xiaochi frowned: "A little numb."
The system said nothing, connected his neurons, and quietly re-opened his numb muscles, soreness was instantly relieved.
Chi Xiaochi snorted and stomped, thinking, he recovered quickly.
He didn't think much about it, and after walking slowly, he walked into the grass as high as the tombstone.
The system asks, "What are you doing here?"
He was scared that Chi Xiaochi said that I would step on it.
Fortunately, the answer from Chi Koike was normal: "Come and find someone."
The system was curious: "Who's looking for?"
Chi Xiaochi did not answer, but stepped on a piece of weed that had been drilled through the cracks in the brick.
The grass in winter lacks moisture, and when it is stepped on, it is extremely loud.
He used his mobile phone to light up, ignoring the tombstones arranged closely like a hive, and went straight to his goal.
Soon, he stood still.
The mobile phone fluorescently fell on a cheap stone tombstone with the name Wang Jianguo inscribed on it. He was born in 1949 and died in 1989 at the age of 40.
Chi Xiaochi dialed up the weeds floating on the tombstone, paid a moment of attention to the tombstone, and turned to leave along the same path.
The system tentatively asked, "Who is he?"
Chi Xiaochi replied: "I don't know."
system:"……"
Chi Xiaochi said, "Fortunately, I don't know."
system:"??"
In order to facilitate the door, Chi Xiaochi took off the down jacket, a black waist sweater outlines the thin and beautiful lines of the waist and abdomen.
He put his hands in his trousers pockets to keep warm, and his mouth slowly blew out as he spoke: "... you said that in order to facilitate the task, the world line of the first world will be close to the world I originally lived in."
... the system seems to understand something.
He remembered scanning the profile of the new host and saw that Chi Xiaochi had the same place of origin as the city.
Chi Xiaochi also said, "... these are called Beibei Cemetery, and the layout is exactly the same. It is a coincidence."
... but the people buried in the tomb were not the ones he was looking for.
Chi Xiaochi took out a cigarette from his pocket, reached for the lighter, and analyzed: "In this world line, Brother Lou may be alive."
The system did not know who "he" was, but thoughtfully did not ask: "Are you going to find him?"
The system is a bit worried, will Chi Xiaochi only care about his personal affairs and delay the main task.
After all, only during the novice tutorial session, the general system will provide the host with a world line close to the original world for practicing.
After the novice tutorial, there will be any weird world line. If you want to find someone, there will be no shop after this village.
"Don't look for it." Chi Xiaochi was still sober-headed and replied, "People are doing well, and they don't know me, what am I looking for?"
Having said that, Ichiko no longer spoke, and the system did not ask any more.
Chi Xiaochi raised his hand to block the wind and wanted to light the cigarette. But when the fire was about to chop tobacco, he put away the lighter.
The system asks, "Stop smoking?"
Chi Xiaochi said, "Cheng Ye has kept such a long throat and can't tell me to ruin it."
The system said nothing and raised the warm mode that was turned on just now by half a degree.
When Chi Xiaochi returned to the car carrying the unlit cigarette, his body was not blown by the cold wind, but he was still warm.
He thought that this young master was in good health and had a strong firepower.
Thinking, Chi Xiaochi bit his filter and started the car. He left the cemetery and drove home slowly.
When passing by a soymilk store, Ichiike stopped the car and hid his cigarettes in his pocket.
Before driving to pick up Yang Baihua, Chi Xiaochi deliberately looked at the process schedule today, which mentioned that he would go to Sun Kee Soy Milk Shop to buy soy milk for his old Yang.
This handmade soy milk is stone-milled and has a delicate texture, which Yang Baihua likes very much.
After Cheng Ye and Yang Baihua were together, he drank many breakfast shops with him, determined his favorite taste of soy milk, but gradually forgot that he originally did not like to drink soy milk.
Chi Xiaochi also doesn't like to drink soy milk, naturally he will not be wronged.
He bought himself a red bean porridge and Yang Baihua with two cups of soy milk.
While waiting for the packaging, Chi Xiaochi asked the system hopefully: "How much favor can he increase if he drinks these two cups of soy milk?"
system:"……"
This tone is like exploring how to raise pigs scientifically.
However, Chi Xiaochi's mood was adjusted well, and it seems that things in the cemetery have not affected him too much.
When Chi Xiaochi returned to the car, the hypnotic card effect was over. Yang Baihua woke up and was playing with his mobile phone in the back seat.
Cheng Yan smiled and bent, shaking the two cups of soy milk in his hand: "I woke up and I was afraid of hunger. Both cups were bought for you. Then go to the front and buy some buns and eat something good."
As soon as Yang Baihua opened his eyes, he was deducted from the air by 13 points. He had a mild attitude towards Cheng Ye, but smelled of soy milk, warmed his heart, and saw Cheng Ye's clean smile again. be good."
Chi Xiaochi said to the system, "Look, 62 points, you passed."
System: "... being a little bit human."
He felt like an old father, and he was bitter in the face of a silly son who was complacent when he passed.
Chi Xiaochi said, "Put a firework to celebrate."
The system said, "Don't make trouble."
Chi Xiaochi said, "Okay. Give me some mung bean porridge, I just forgot to add it."
The system was a little desperate: "Mr. Chi, what do you think of the favorability of the task object?"
Chi Koike said straightly: "When it comes to points. You can do it for me."
system:"……"
He suddenly regretted letting Koike know that a warehouse exchange system exists.
The system exchanged a small spoonful of sugar from the warehouse with a good value of 1 point, and evenly mixed it into the soft-packed hot porridge.
Yang Baihua in the back seat observes Cheng Yi in the rearview mirror.
Chi Xiaochi let him tangle for a while, then made a concern: "Lao Yang, what's wrong? Car sickness?"
Yang Baihua made up his mind.
He leaned forward and asked, "Are you busy lately?"
"Busy. But busy."
That being said, Cheng Yan's voice was full of energy from the inside out, coquettish means full.
Yang Baihua asked him, "How is the song written?"
Cheng Yan originally wanted to gushed, but he knew that Yang Baihua was a capital science male and had little interest in his profession, and then swallowed the full words: "Why is he writing a word?"
Yang Baihua said, "Xiao Cheng, I want to discuss something with you."
"You said."
Yang Baihua said, "My parents and third sister are coming next week. You are busy writing songs now. My third sister may also bring children. If it is noisy to you, it is not good."
Chi Xiaochi analyzed the system with great interest: "See, no, this is driving me away."
The system did not speak.
Iko Koike's remarks are not presumptuous. At this time, Yang Baihua did not show up to his family.
To be precise, until married to a beautiful mixed-race girl, no one knew that Yang Baihua was a homosexual except Yang Baihua's parents and cousin Xiaoyan.
On the original world line, even if the heart is as big as the original owner, he knows that Yang Baihua's excuse is not beautiful.
They had been unhappy because of the elder brother Cheng Yi's delivery of the car. Cheng Ye complained, "Did I see you like that?" Up the sofa.
Thanks to Cheng Yan's great heart and no vengeance, the next morning, he wrapped himself in a quilt and rolled onto the sofa, taking the initiative to make peace with Yang Baihua.
He held his cell phone and pinched on Yang Baihua's chest and said, "Look, I'm going to live with my fellow scholar next week for a week. Don't get angry."
When I received the World Line information and saw this paragraph, I thought, Comrade Xiao, you're not a mallet.
If there is dissatisfaction, of course, you can express it, but to express it, you must pay attention to methods.
Cheng Min paused, but didn't answer immediately.
Yang Baihua was a little uneasy, observing Cheng Ye's expression from the rearview mirror.
Soon, Cheng Yan grinned and revealed a row of little white teeth: "Okay."
His tail finger rubbed gently on the holster of the steering wheel: "Parents are definitely not willing to stay in a hotel, it is too expensive. The conditions in the guest house near our house are poor, they come all the way and let them use the public toilet for 24 hours There is no guarantee for hot water, which is not very good. "
After speaking so much in one breath, he raised his eyes and smiled at Yang Baihua in the rearview mirror with a sense of consolation.
Immediately, his eyelashes were drooping, and the warm yellow street lights outside the window glanced right across his cheek.
"But the house is just one bedroom and one living room. When the parents sleep in the master bedroom, will you sleep on the sofa, will you have to prepare two air mattresses for the three sisters and the children of the three sisters?"
For a while, he looked up and asked Yang Baihua in the rearview mirror for advice.
But with just one sentence, Cheng Yan's eye circles were faintly red, and the fog under his eyes was stunned by the light outside the window, which was astonishingly bright.
Realizing he was a bit sick, Cheng Min immediately looked away and coughed, as if trying to cover something.
Yang Baihua thought for a moment: "... Xiao Cheng."
Realizing that he had been found, Cheng Zheng reluctantly, raised his eyes again, stared at Yang Baihua, squinted his eyes, smiled gently, and signaled that he was all right.
Looking at such a pair of eyes, Yang Baihua's heart melted.
...... He understands his difficulties and knows that he is not ready to show off to his parents, so he is obviously sad and still trying to accommodate himself.
A little regret entangled Yang Baihua's heart.
Yang Baihua said, "Xiao Cheng, I'll find a hotel for you."
Cheng Yan did not refuse, with a small nasal voice, said coquettishly: "Well. I want to live well, I want five stars."
Yang Baihua was amused and cooperated with him and said, "Yes, yes, five stars."
The system was surprised.
The performance was a real shot in the end.
All the small expressions on Chi Xiaochi were amazingly coordinated, and even the light and shadow changes outside the car window were used to his extreme.
If it were a film set, his expression would be perfect no matter what he captured from any camera.
The system hastily scanned the information of Chi Xiaochi, knowing that before he wore it, he was a model-born and countless actor.
At the age of 26, the model is born in a black mud quagmire. Based on comprehensive analysis of various data, Chi Xiaochi should be a star who eats food by face, not an actor.
This does not seem to be the case.
The system decided to take the time to study the situation of the small pool in order to end the running-in period as soon as possible and improve the efficiency of task completion.
Compared with other systems, 061 has always been very efficient when doing tasks.
And Chi Xiaochi's performance was quite rewarding.
He was pleased: "System, system, favorability increased by 15 points, and regret increased by 6 points."
The system also received a series of prompts: "Well, come on."
Chi Xiaochi: "Old rules, against a card,"
System: "..." This is where the old rules come from.
Chi Xiaochi: "What card can I redeem at 15 o'clock? ... forget it, go back and send me the warehouse materials at night, I will do it myself."
System: "... hmm."
Chi Xiaochi asked again: "Can the unused card be taken to the next world?"
System: "... Yes."
Chi Xiaochi was even happier: "Great. How many cards are there in the warehouse? If I have a complete set, will there be any rewards?"
The system had to remind him: "Mr. Chi, this is a serious system, not a card game."
Chi Xiaochi said: "I like the card game. I have a card game in my original mobile phone, called" Demon Summon ". I have 6 of my 513 heroes.
Speaking of this, Chi Xiaochi painfully said, "... I don't know how long it will take for me to get together."
It's really cruel to a collector.
The system ignored him, and Chi Xiaochi shrugged indifferently.
It's almost there.
There was no free parking space in the area where the two rented, so Chi Xiaochi parked his car on the road outside the area.
When removing the car key, Chi Xiaochi turned his face and saw Cheng Ying's reflection on the window glass.
In the natural state, the corners of his mouth are also slightly tilted, like a young seedling nourished by love.
No one could think of such a merry and simple young person who would commit suicide in a waterside town abroad three years later because of moderate depression.