Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

After Song Yanqing took a photo to leave a certificate, the two of them pulled out the camera together.

He Chuanhua pinched the small camera and said worriedly: "I don't understand this very well, but does this mean that someone secretly took pictures of you?"

Song Yanqing didn't think that as a man, there was nothing to secretly photograph her body.

He looked at the camera and felt a bit chilly. He rubbed his arms and said, "I'm a tough man, why take pictures of me. I heard from the landlord that the previous resident here was a female student. This is probably used to secretly take pictures of that girl." of."

He Chuanhua didn't speak, he looked at Song Yanqing's naked upper body, his eyes fell on the delicate collarbone, and then slowly moved down to his chest.

He pursed his lips and lowered his head to avoid Song Yanqing's gaze. He stared at the tiles on the floor and said firmly, "No, I just took a sneak shot of you."

"What can I take good pictures of?" Song Yanqing said casually while wiping the mist from her glasses.

After taking off her glasses, Song Yanqing's vision became blurred.He knew that He Chuanhua was looking at him, but he couldn't see He Chuanhua's expression clearly, let alone his eyes.

By the time he wiped his glasses and put them back on, He Chuanhua had already started fiddling with the camera.

"Hey Daoist, have you seen any tricks?" Song Yanqing squatted in front of him and waved his hand in front of his eyes.

He Chuanhua looked at the white palm in front of him, lowered his eyelids and said, "I just want to say, you are very good-looking, and you should be the one who was secretly photographed."

He paused, then looked at Song Yanqing and nodded affirmatively.

Song Yanqing looked at his serious appearance, and suddenly felt that he was a little dazed.

The two looked at each other for a while, and He Chuanhua turned his face away first and said, "This matter can't be counted like this, we must call the police."

After he finished speaking, he was about to take out his mobile phone, halfway out his hand and said in frustration: "I forgot, I don't have a mobile phone."

After hearing what he said, Song Yanqing thought that she should call the police.

When he packed up his things and was about to call the police, He Chuanhua said no more.

"What's wrong?" Song Yanqing asked suspiciously.

He Chuanhua pointed to the camera and said, "I just took a closer look at it, and it has a very dark air on it."

Song Yanqing heard the words, put the camera outside the door, stepped aside and said, "Do you still have it now?"

He Chuanhua looked at it and said, "It's different from yours, it's another ghost."

Song Yanqing said: "It's all Yin Qi, and the color is not the same?"

He Chuanhua frowned and said: "It looks familiar, it seems to be left by a ghost that is about to melt away."

He picked up the camera and said: "You can't call the police, the police will take the things away. Without this line, it will be difficult for me to find this ghost."

"Then what about the guy who installed the camera?" Song Yanqing asked, "I have to arrest him."

He Chuanhua said calmly: "When you find that ghost, you will be able to ask who the person who took the sneak shot is. Then we can just send him to the police station. Officer Zhao is a very nice person, and he will deal with it fairly. this matter."

Song Yanqing had no objection. While dialing the landlord's phone, he casually asked who was Police Officer Zhao.

He Chuanhua's face froze, and he said with a gloomy expression, "It's just a policeman with a Chinese face who criticized and educated me for an hour and then confiscated all my things."

Song Yanqing talked about the matter with the landlord, and the landlord was also worried that if the incident broke out, it would affect the future renting.Song Yanqing talked to her for a long time before she said in a low voice: "The tenant's information can't be disclosed casually. I can tell you a name at most. Her name is Liu Shiyin. Her boyfriend looks tall and strong, he should be a fitness instructor."

Song Yanqing knew what the landlord meant, and she was warning Song Yanqing not to think otherwise.

Song Yanqing hung up the phone, turned around and was about to tell He Chuanhua about the matter.When the words came to his lips, he suddenly froze, he poked at the system and said, "Why do I think the name Liu Shiyin sounds familiar. '

[She is the heroine of this world, Mr. Song. ] The system said: [And she favorited you, counting you as half a fan. ]

'Didn't you say I'm nothing? '

[She has followed more than 20 anchors, and you are just one of them. ] The system replied: [Obviously, even if your identity has changed slightly, it still cannot change the fact that you have no role in the original work. ]

Anyway, he had already coaxed the biggest villain in the original text into his home, so Song Yanqing didn't care about his humble status that wasn't even a trick.

He thought of the domineering and ghost-cut hero in the original text, and wondered which warrior this was, even the ghost king Hongji's woman dared to secretly take pictures.

He Chuanhua only saw the little anchor froze in place after hanging up the phone, and he asked concerned: "The landlord won't give it?"

Song Yanqing shook her head and said, "That's right. I'm just a little surprised to hear the name."

"Acquaintance?" He Chuanhua asked.

"No, it's just a fan I met before." Song Yanqing asked the system for the basic information of the heroine Liu Shiyin, which would make it much easier to find.

He Chuanhua didn't seem to understand this sentence very well, he was silent for a while, and asked hesitantly: "I wanted to ask before, what do you mean by fans."

It's not his fault. When there was no targeted poverty alleviation, He Chuanhua didn't have internet, and few outsiders came.Although he came to the city with the volunteers, He Chuanhua was not interested in anything other than catching ghosts. In addition, his mobile phone could only make and receive calls, so it was an inevitable result to be derailed from society.

Song Yanqing thought for a while, and explained: "I post my own video on the Internet, and those who will like me for a long time are my fans."

He Chuanhua hooked his mouth after hearing this, and said sincerely: "Then you must have a lot of fans."

After all, you are so good-looking, He Chuanhua thought to himself, but she was too embarrassed to say it outside.

Song Yanqing bought some sets of clothes for He Chuanhua, asked for a period of leave on the platform, and took He Chuanhua straight to Liu Shiyin's university.

The little anchor lived in T city, and Liu Shiyin lived near the newly built university town.The distance between the two places is not short, and it takes more than two hours to take a bus.

According to the system, at this time Liu Shiyin and Hongji were already secretly in love, and there was only one person left to pierce the window paper between them.

After all the calculations, it's time for the villain He Chuanhua to make an appearance.

In the original text, He Chuanhua's appearance can be said to have fallen from the sky, without foreshadowing or explanation.It was when the male and female protagonists were flirting and cursing, suddenly a Taoist priest appeared and yelled at the male protagonist and chased after the female protagonist. Song Yanqing expressed doubts about the level of the original text.

Song Yanqing was sitting in the penultimate row of the bus with her bag in her arms. In her bulging schoolbag were the yellow talismans and magic weapons that He Chuanhua had made in the past few days.

He took a little money from He Chuanhua and bought him a smart phone.He Chuanhua studied with him for a few hours, learned the basic application, and is now watching the video with headphones plugged in.

Song Yanqing tilted her head and looked, it was the short video from the little anchor before.The supernatural video he recorded was blocked, and it is estimated that it will not be released for a while.

He Chuanhua searched for a long time, pursing his lips and looking a little frustrated.

The videos are not long, at most 3 minutes.He Chuanhua watched the dozen or so short videos over and over several times, poking the screen and liking them one by one.

"I'm right next to you, if you want to watch, just look at me." Song Yanqing saw his appearance, found it interesting, and joked casually: "Which one do you like to watch, I just haven't decided what to record next."

He Chuanhua searched and found a video and stopped.

It was just an ordinary dance short video, the little anchor had never learned dance, he just twirled twice in a long skirt, and then showed a gentle and sweet smile to the camera.

Song Yanqing looked at it for a while and said with a smile: "Do you like to watch me twirl? Then I'll wear a skirt when I go home and twirl for you."

He Chuanhua's eyes lit up, he said hello first, then shook his head and said, "I just like your clothes here."

Song Yanqing looked at the Taobao 29 yuan nine free shipping long dress, and said hesitantly: "I threw it away, and I don't know if there are still coupons. If I had known it was so beautiful, I wouldn't have thrown it away. It is better than other clothes. Does the skirt look good?"

"No." He Chuanhua said, "It's longer than other skirts."

Song Yanqing knew that He Chuanhua was conservative, so he didn't care what he said.

He Chuanhua saw that Song Yanqing didn't listen to him, so he stopped talking, bowed his head and continued to read comments quietly.

After He Chuanhua separated from the people in the same village, he has been wandering alone.He slept on a park bench and slept on a KFC table for several nights.

The expenses in T City were far greater than what the old village chief expected. Although He Chuanhua had been frugal, the money he brought out soon bottomed out.

When he first left the village, he carried the hope of the whole village.After all, his master is the most famous person in the village, and he is also the most powerful Taoist priest in the village.

But after he walked out, he realized that the skills he was proud of were useless in the city.

It's not that there are no ghosts here, it's just that there are very few people who are willing to ask someone to catch ghosts.There were a few people who were haunted by ghosts, seeing his too young appearance, directly regarded him as a liar, turned around and went to the temple to offer incense and worship gods to pray for Buddha.

He Chuanhua is unwilling to cooperate with people with ulterior motives, and even less willing to play tricks or cast curses on others for the sake of money.

After a few meals of hunger, He Chuan Huaqian and his arrogance under the appearance were gradually crushed by reality.

He sat at the station, thinking that maybe he should go to someone from the same village, put aside exorcism and find a stable job first, and then make plans.

It's just that he was worried that after this release, he would never regain his original attachment.Without the determination to fear life and death, how could he do his best to drive out ghosts and demons without leaving any room.

"What are you thinking, your eyes are straight."

A brisk voice came from the ear, and a white hand shook in front of his eyes.

He Chuanhua blinked and turned to look at the people around him.

He wears black-rimmed glasses with a bun and a pleated skirt, revealing his slender legs.

"I'm thinking of you." He Chuanhua said.What he said was the truth. After all, if there was no Song Yanqing, he might not know which overpass to set up a fortune-telling stall now.

31 hanging, he doesn't know how to bargain, and he will fight with others when he is in a hurry.

When He Chuanhua answered, he didn't think too much about it, he opened his mouth in thought, and the words came out.

Those who heard his words blushed, Song Yanqing propped his chin and said to the system: "When did he light up the straight man flirting skill behind my back?" '

[Mr. Song misunderstood, the system thought he was not thinking when he spoke. ]

Song Yanqing smiled, touched the red cloth on his wrist and said, "I know he's just stupid, I'm still waiting for the leader to come to me, tell me if he followed, he will change in this world." '

He just said it to himself, and didn't expect the system to answer.

But the system was silent for a while, and suddenly said: [Our company is committed to providing customers with the best service, Mr. Song, it is my duty to make you happy. ]

The author has something to say: ask for flowers!Taoist is attacking, not NP, attacking fragments