Who is not Bai Yueguang?

The sofa in Xue Qiao’s house was big and soft. Bi He lay on it and enjoyed it for a long time before getting up, and slowly walked around the spacious and bright living room.

Although Xue Qiao said that things can be used casually, Bi He didn't really think that he could be impolite. He looked left and right at the small number of decorations on the wall, but there were especially big ones at first glance, tsk tsk in his mouth Amazing.

He didn't enter other rooms either, after all he was a qualified freelancer.

I went into the bathroom once, and there were so few things on the shelf that I could count them at a glance. Towels, toothbrushes, and razors were all for one person.

Bi He turned on the faucet and washed his face. When he lowered his head, he was afraid that his hair would suddenly lose color when it touched the water.

This is "cheap の trouble".

Feeling ashamed to misuse other people's things, Bi He wiped off the water droplets on his face with his hands, stared at the black-haired boy in the mirror and grinned a few faces.

Then he looked up, down, left, and right, and blew it a hundred times in his heart.

Bihe, you are so beautiful!I am your face powder!

It's this black and jet-black hair that looks strange, and I miss the noble little yellow hair.

As soon as I got out of the bathroom, before I sat down, I received a call from Ma Gan.

"Did you commit a crime?" Bi He asked nervously in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I really can't think of any other reason why you survived so early in the morning."

"Fuck you..." Ma Gan probably wanted to yell, but the tone of his mouth sounded like a seriously ill patient, "What are you doing out so early? Hurry... come back and save me..."

"What's wrong?" Hearing his painful voice, Bi He felt a little nervous unconsciously.

"I..." Ma Gan said with difficulty, "I...have diarrhea..."

Bi He: "..."

Ma Gan said again: "But I have a list this morning... Brother Lang, do you know? His brother was pried into a corner of the wall, and we were originally told to teach that pair of dogs|men|women today..."

Bi He: "...x2"

Ma Gan: "800 yuan per person."

Bi He: "I seven you three."

"... Am I four-way?" Ma Gan bargained weakly.

"Deal, send me the address." Bi He hung up the phone readily.

He glanced at the time, it was not yet noon, he was very familiar with the so-called "lessons learned" work, it would not take long, and he should be back before Xue Qiao finished work.

So he took the key card and key and went out.

When he got to the elevator, he remembered something, looked down at the white sweater on his body, turned around and folded it back.

He opened the suitcase he brought. In fact, there was nothing in it, it just looked heavy.

A hooded T-shirt was thinly stuffed in the interlayer pocket, and he took it out for a change. The skull pattern with flashing diamonds is very shocking.

There was also a peaked cap in the suitcase that he took from the hemp pole when he went out, and Bi He also took it out and put it on, and felt very satisfied when he went out and walked into the elevator to look in the mirror.

Bi #8226; Bury Love Noble #8226; Wo, start your day.

I've heard of Lange Bihe in the mouth of the hemp pole. The famous local snake in the north of the city has a younger brother who studies art and brags outside every day that he is a great artist.

Of course, Brother Lang would not go out in person to teach people such trivial things. The one who came to lead the team was the subordinate with a gold necklace and black tattoo and a big bald head. The plastic bag stopped for a few seconds, looking disgusted.

Bi He didn't speak, and silently rolled up the sleeves of the T-shirt to his shoulders, revealing a series of tattoos on his upper arms.

The ones for five yuan and ten tickets are new this season, noble and luxurious.

The bald head was barely satisfied.

Counting Bi He and the bald head, a total of five people rushed into the dilapidated canteen, and a red-haired brother kicked the door open.

But failed, this kind of glass door will bounce back by itself.

Bi He silently pushed open one side of the door and supported it with his hands, allowing the other four people to enter boldly.

A canteen owner pried the corner of the Chengbei Prince's wall, Bi He thought it was very interesting.

But he wasn't here to gossip. The red-haired brother rushed into the counter and lifted the four-eyed boss out, and sat there with a bald head and a golden knife, with a cigarette slanted in his mouth.

The other three also took out cigarettes from their pockets.

Together with the little boss, the five of them looked back at Bi He in unison.

Without changing his face, Bi He reached out to pick up the lollipop on the shelf next to him, unwrapped it and threw it into his mouth.

The weather is sunny today, flowers are everywhere...

"Bold you!" The bald man shouted angrily, kicking the little boss to the ground, "Do you know whose woman that is? How dare you poach the corner of our young master?!"

The people he brought were here to be thugs, and upon seeing this, they all went up to buy one and get four free.

Bi He mixed in, and also stretched out his foot and kicked the little boss's calf.

The little boss knelt down with a plop.

Bi He: "????"

He doesn't seem to be working hard.

"I was wrong! Please forgive me!" The little boss cried bitterly, his glasses were crooked, "It was that woman who seduced me. We are all men, so we all understand... You guys, please forgive me!"

Bi He silently retreated to the door.

"Mei Yougan! You are shameless!" However, a whirlwind suddenly burst into the door, almost knocking Bi He into the opposite wall.

The young woman in white dress and pink shoes who came in looked delicate, but rushed to the little boss and slapped her ten times.

"You are simply not a man! Scum! Scum!"

Bi He: "..."

Bald: "..."

The woman smashed the little boss into a pig's head, turned to look at a few people eating melon, stood up and raised the raisian skirt, and asked a lot of hair and asked: "Where is Langcheng? I want to see him."

Bi Wo completed a job that ended the fastest in history.

The series of words he prepared, such as "eat the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard", "see if you dare", "just like you [beep--]", all of them died before their ambitions were fulfilled.

But he was not sad at all, after all, there were hundreds of dollars in his pocket.

He fumbled in his pockets, wondering if he should dye it permanently black.

However, recalling the handsome self in the past, I still can't bear it.In the end, I went to the mall on a rare occasion and bought a large jar of black pomade under the subtle eyes of the shopping guide.

Afterwards, he changed his clothes in the restroom of the shopping mall, put the skull t-shirt, which represented his noble status, into the pocket he brought in, and headed home.

He went back to the Tongzilou first, but finally couldn't bear to kick the hemp stick that woke up and had diarrhea and lethargy, so he took out two of the money he got, and stuffed the rest under his pillow.

Ma Gan slept like a dead pig without turning over.

Bi He thought for a while, threw the bag back on the bed, took off the peaked cap and put it on Ma Gan's face, and went out empty-handed.

The little girl on shift happened to come back from get off work again, she looked at Bi He with a fat face and smiled: "The new look is handsome."

Bi He said: "Then you should take a second look."

Little girl: "?"

Bi He giggled, waved his hand and left.

Grandma Wang didn't wring out the clothes to dry, and Bi He dripped water all over her face.So he who had already walked downstairs ran back again, poked back the only two pieces of clothes that Granny Wang had, twisted and twisted them so that no water would come out, and put them back to dry.

It just so happened that the door behind her opened, and Grandma Wang shouted, "What are you doing?!"

Bi He ran away: "You're welcome! My name is Lei Feng!"

After running all the way for a long distance, I could still hear Grandma Wang scolding.

Bi He kicked his hands in the pockets of the sweater, his back was always not straight when he walked, and his black hair, which was heavily dyed with gold, could not be saved.

When they walked out of the Tongzilou, the fight broke out again at the entrance of the opposite Internet cafe. The familiar network manager copied the stool and chased after a person, swearing a series of obscenities without repeating a single word.

The man running in front rushed across the road, and the network administrator saw Bi He, and opened his mouth to shout, but Bi He made a gesture of silencing him.

The man ran past Bi He, and Bi He stretched out one foot silently.

The network administrator slapped the person who fell down: "Don't give me money! I don't want you to give me money!"

Bi He once again hid his merit and fame and left.

Walking to the dilapidated bus station, a few people squatted under the stop sign and smoked, and the little girls passing by had to walk in an arc; Bi He walked over from a distance, all of them were familiar faces.

"Where are you going?" the man with a cigarette yelled at him, "What new look is this?!"

"Unobtrusive, mature, and elegant." Bi He said.

The man sneered, and threw him something, Bi He raised his hand to catch it, and it was another lollipop.

"Going out?" Another person asked, "157 just left, come chat for a while?"

"No." Bi He said, "I don't take a car."

Said he was going to leave.

"Hezi!" The person behind him called him, and Bi He stopped when he heard the sound.

"It's my girl's birthday next week, come out for a drink!"

Bi He tilted his head: "Let's talk about it."

He walked forward for more than one kilometer, walked to the next platform of the No. 157 bus, and threw the lollipop into the trash can.

After waiting for more than half an hour to get on the bus, I took more than 30 stops, took a bus, and finally went downstairs to Xue Qiao's house.

When swiping the key card, Bi He had the illusion that he was a high school student with a rich family.

This illusion is really shameless.

Relying on his memory, he retrieved Xue Qiao's apartment. When he entered the elevator, there was already a person standing inside, wearing sunglasses. Bi He seemed to have opened his perspective eyes, and felt that the person looked familiar.

Probably because his gaze was too straightforward, the other party also turned to look at him, and said for a long time, "Do you want to sign?"

"...No, thank you." Bi He turned his head silently, feeling that the eyes behind him were a little hot.

Do celebrities dislike being refused autographs?

Bi He thought suspiciously.

The elevator door opened with a "ding", and the big star stepped out angrily.

It seems that I don't like it.

While Bi He answered himself, he pressed the door close button and went back to Xue Qiao's house.

He changed his slippers, recalled the position and direction of the shoes when he came, put his shoes in the shoe cabinet, and then returned to the guest room.

Xue Qiao's home is so simple that it is unreasonable. There is only a bed and a small wardrobe in the guest room, but the furniture and quilts are very expensive at first glance.

Bi He touched the soft pillow, feeling sleepy and wanting to sleep, but looking at the clean sheets and quilt, he hesitated.

Finally, I took out the old pajamas from my suitcase, put the jacket and pants together on the bed, and fell asleep on my stomach.

He fell into a deep sleep and did not forget to have a dream.