romeo and fourier

The cause of the matter is actually very simple.

One day, a second-generation ancestor of a foreign student who had nothing to do with his life had a whim, and casually posted a post on the Chinese forum:

【Recruit a roommate, clean the room, cook for me, walk the dog for me, free rent, water and electricity, three meals included.Requirements: male, handsome, academic master. 】

After the post was posted, he didn't worry about it. He should eat, play, and have fun. He walked around all over the place in a day, and finally Ge You lay on the big bed of [-] square meters and licked the dog, tears streaming down his face while doing it.

He really doesn't understand that his group of gay friends, tall, short, fat, and thin, can find a blind takeover no matter what, and a wealthy young man like him who is rich and beautiful and firmly occupies the top of the pyramid, why even Can't receive even a drizzle of glances?

Friends say that he has too high a vision, and he doesn't like it. He just wants to find a manly Ling with good looks, high IQ, is it really so hard to find?

"Good looks, high IQ, and full of masculinity... Are you sure you're looking for a crook? Or a zero?"

Kuo Shao was very dissatisfied: "What's wrong with the bend? Zero can't be both civil and military? You are discriminating and I tell you!"

But the accusation is the accusation, the mother has been solo for 23 years, and she stubbornly adheres to the life principle of not giving up if she is not tempted. In addition to being particularly wronged, Kuo Shao can only paw the dog and look at himself every day.

However, the dog hadn't been licking for a few days, and his leg became lame again.

Luo Ou should just find out that this ghostly place in Australia is probably against him. Ever since he came here, he has been feeling overwhelmed in everything he does, and nothing goes his way.

For example, this early in the morning, the number one best friend came to his house with a sad face to eat and drink, Beijing scolded Shanghai, scolded Sichuan and scolded him, and finally concluded: "Fuck him, you little bastard! You need to smoke a pussy." What a joke! See if I can't kill him!"

Luo Ou shoved him into the sofa, speechless, "Are those black fans again? Isn't this over?"

Cheng Mo took a few breaths, and was so annoyed that he wanted to scratch the wall: "The matter has become serious, and the company wants me to go back to China to go through legal procedures."

"Huh? Just a few black fans, they can't handle it?"

"There must be a team fanning the flames behind the scenes." Cheng Mo managed to calm down a bit, and took out his phone to show him, "Look at this, isn't it awesome? It's fine if I put my nose up and open the corners of my eyes and change my head, even if my mother isn't My mother can make it up? Are these people out of shit?"

Luo Ou glanced at the screen, couldn't help it, and burst into laughter: "Hey, I'm going, these are all talented people hahaha!"

Cheng Mo looked upset, put away his phone again, and lay down on the table depressed: "I don't understand, they were the ones who begged me to act in the first place, and they were the ones who teased me after the performance, idols are simply not human! "

Cheng Mo is a competitive game anchor, quite popular, with more than five million fans on Weibo, and an average online rate of about one million during the live broadcast. Both the rate and the topic rate have soared several levels, and the number of black fans has also skyrocketed. Posts of skinning human flesh have emerged one after another, and some of the hardcore fans in the previous competitive circle are going to be hacked to the wall.

Luo Ouyu expressed his relief earnestly: "The main reason is that their expectations of you are too high. You are an ordinary person, and they all make you up to be His Royal Highness. If the illusion is shattered, of course they will spray you."

Cheng Mo was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes and glared at him: "What the hell are you calling comforting?"

Luo Ou laughed, stretched out his paws and rubbed his head: "Don't be angry, you are going to be really cold, brother will help you make a comeback, I'm afraid he's a bird."

Cheng Mo was moved for two seconds, then hung his head and held his breath: "When I find out which idiot asked the navy to blackmail me, I'll have to take his kennel!"

"Then you really returned to China? When will you go back?"

"Tomorrow night air ticket," Cheng Mo let out his breath, felt a little more comfortable, and finally looked better, only then noticed Luo Ou's foot wrapped in a rice dumpling, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with your foot?"

Luo Ou's smile stiffened for a second, and his face collapsed: "Going out for a walk with the dog, this guy runs too fast, and I fell down."

"What? Hahahaha! You went out to walk the dog, but the dog limped you? Hahahahaha!"

"Smile, don't you have a conscience!"

Cheng Mo managed to hold back his laughter, and felt sympathetic again: "You are too bad, I'm going back to China, who will take care of you?"

"It's as if you can take care of me if you don't go back to China." Luo Ou hopped around on one leg twice, then shrugged: "Anyway, there is no delay, food and drink can be delivered to the door of the house, so Alpha has to hold back." Bend for a while, call it a blind wave."

Alpha is the dog raised by Luo Ou, a pug with skin folds all over his face, he is good at acting, has mobile emoticons, is cheap and cute, and will turn into a crying face when he gets into trouble, making people reluctant to scold him.

So Cheng Mo kindly walked the dog back for Luo Ou, and before leaving, he bought some food and stuffed it in his refrigerator before waving away.

After all, Luo Ou and Cheng Mo had a strong relationship, and they talked about what was wrong, and he wanted to go back to the country to fight in high spirits, even if he became a one-legged immortal, he still sent him to the airport.

"You are awesome, you can drive with one foot?"

"That's right, don't look at which road you, Brother Luo, belong to."

When the two arrived at the airport, Cheng Mo completed the check-in procedures. Looking back at Luo Ou, who was still there alone, he was still worried and said, "If it's really inconvenient for you, find a nanny or housekeeper to take care of you."

"It's okay. I can drive a car. If there's anything I can't do, you underestimate me."

"Then... okay," Cheng Mo raised his hand to look at his watch, and had no choice but to say, "Then I'm leaving, you should go back early, don't run around, and watch your hooves."

"You're a hoof, get out of here."

When Cheng Mo was sent away, Luo Ou jumped back and forth. A big black guy next to him couldn't stand it any longer. He enthusiastically came over to ask him if he needed humanitarian assistance. Luo Ou bared at him. White Fang, answer seriously: "I'm doing exercise!"

The standard black question mark face of the black brother.

Luo Ou took a round Tai Chi posture and explained seriously: "Chinese Kung Fu, you know?"

The black brother immediately stood up in awe, raised his thumbs high, and exclaimed: "WOW! WOW! COOL!"

Luo Ou waved his hand modestly: "Too much trouble, too much trouble."

Suffering from a snake mental illness, Luo Ou was in a good mood, and when the little brother walked away, he laughed at the same spot, cheered himself up for a while, and continued to bounce towards the garage.

However, before taking a few steps, it suddenly stopped——

Lying... Groove...? !

Sometimes Luo Ou just doesn't understand, they are all human beings, how can some people be as handsome as another species?

This guy in front of him is obviously dressed very simply, with a beige shirt, dark green trousers, and a long windbreaker that reaches the knees, and is not very eye-catching from head to toe. The neat and capable military uniform, the two big long legs are long and straight, every step is vigorous, and the whole body is full of nobleness, as if he is about to say in a second: Kneel down to me.

When Luo Ou saw him, his knees softened at the first glance, and his eyes were glued to the man's body without turning away. He couldn't recover until he passed him by, and subconsciously floated out with him.

The two idiots followed the man to the ticket gate of the airport bus, bought a ticket and boarded the bus in a daze, until the other party put away their luggage and sat in the corner, Luo Ou blinked his eyes and came back to his senses Scolded a shit.

Drive to the airport, take the bus back... I can't afford a brain injury.

Just as he was wondering whether to strike up a conversation, he saw the handsome guy taking out his phone and looking at it. Luo Ou secretly poked and sighed, handsome people are different, looking down at the side of the phone can be handsome, I don’t know which hand What would it feel like to hold it in the palm of your hand and rub it...

The perverted Kuo Shao flirted with a foolish smile, and suddenly thought with a ding, there was a news notification.Luo Ou glanced down, and was immediately amazed - there was a reply to the post posted 800 years ago?

After clicking on the message, the other party responded quickly: [9 points in IELTS, H1+ in all subjects, male, can cook]

Fuck!Nima!IELTS 9 points? 9 points? !Fuck!Full marks? ! !

Luo Ou couldn't believe it, and replied in seconds: [9 points?don't blow? 】

The other party replied: [Well, I can show you the report card]

【General subjects H1+?Dude, you are not a master of learning, but a god of learning! 】

【fine. ] After a few seconds, he asked again: [Do you need an interview? 】

Luo Ou was so happy that he wanted to dance ballet on one leg!There is a student who is a roommate, golden thighs!Don't worry about class papers!

[As long as you don't look too ugly, you can move in tonight!My house is huge!Giant ~ ~ big!It's super big, you can drive a tank at home without any problem!So, buddy, you look alright, right?Don't take it too far, I can accept it! 】

The other party replied again in seconds: [It's okay. 】

Just as Luo Ou wanted to ask again, the other party suddenly sent a long paragraph...

[In fact, in the modern battlefield environment, tank soldiers must be properly evacuated when performing tasks. The active area is about 500 square kilometers for a division, about 50 square kilometers for a regiment, and about 4 to 5 square kilometers for a battalion.Moreover, the tank division's assembly area is based on the ability to avoid long-range artillery fire, and it should be 40 to 60 kilometers away from the opponent's front.Therefore, according to the definition of Australian law, no matter how big your house is, it is impossible to open a tank. Next time you say such big words, please do the most basic investigation first. If it is a joke, please pretend I didn’t say it. 】

Luo Ou: "..."

Maybe... there is an indescribable gap between the mind of a learning god and a normal person...

Luo Ou took a deep breath, and continued the awkward chat with the other party in line with the principle of discarding the dross and selecting the essence, discarding the false and preserving the true.

[Anyway...haha!It's just a description, you don't have to care about it! 】

The other party hummed, and then said: [I just came back from China, if you need an interview, it may be tomorrow. 】

[No problem, boss, whatever you want!My home address: 541ATopStreet, Brighton, I will be at home all day tomorrow, just come over at your convenience! 】

【Ok, see you tomorrow. 】

Luo Ou vaguely felt that this big guy who could pull out the driving distance of the tank casually was weird but absolutely reliable, so he slumped on the chair in a good mood, took out his sunglasses and hung it on the bridge of his nose, and looked straight at the cold beauty just now past.

——Tsk tsk, this dude is really handsome, he looks so handsome even without moving, if he moves, he can twist it...

— Cough, what are you thinking?Can you be a cultivated, rich and handsome man?

——If such a beautiful woman can be kept at home every day, even if she is a fool, I would be happy to raise her.

——So... Do you want to strike up a conversation?

The author has something to say: Fourier: You are the brainless, and your whole family is brainless.

Romeo: Huh?How do you know?