am i a devil

Wang Mo, who has been dancing upstairs to the call of the times, knows nothing about the heated discussions downstairs.

After he danced the time calling twice, he felt that his body had been physically relaxed and functionally exercised.

If this continues, I will live for a long time, right? Wang Mo thought confidently, in this case, I can spend more time with my senior brother.

Thinking this way, Wang Mo lay on the bed, wanting to wait until the thin sweat on his body disappeared a little before going to take a shower.

In the past few minutes, he had nothing to do, just like most young people, he swiped his phone with nothing to do.

Then Wang Mo posted hot discussions about himself on major social media.

"Didn't it mean that Wang Mo didn't go to college? Is English so good?"

"I feel ashamed of the eighth grade of this major. His vocabulary and accent really either have lived in the local area for several years, or he has received professional training from higher education. It is absolutely impossible for him to be as simple as construction site English."

"You don't know how to speculate yourself. People are speculating right away, and they are speculating the other way around. When you start speculating on Xueba's character design, in case there is a slight mistake and someone catches you, Xueba's character design But the car overturned, but Wang Mo is different, he speculates on the design of scumbags, and then reveals the aura of elite academics everywhere, how about it, Su Busu"

"Upstairs is an expert!"

"So that's how it is. Sure enough, the water in the entertainment industry is very deep!"

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo read this post several times, then shook his head.

It's not that the water in the entertainment industry is deep, but the water in the supernatural circle is very deep, but you don't understand, and I can't explain it. If I explain it, you will be scared to death.Wang Mo thought with a sigh in his heart.

"What's wrong with you, my lord?"

Just when Wang Mo was thinking about whether Chigualu would be scared to death after he announced the truth, he was almost scared to death by the headless man who came out from under his bed.

Wang Mo: "..."

"Where's your big brother?" Wang Mo said.

"I cut my hair, and my hair has grown again." The headless man replied.

Wang Mo: "..."

"Is there something wrong with Ning?" Wang Mo tried his best to avoid looking at the headless man, but in order to maintain his social etiquette, Wang Mo had to look at the other party and talk, so his eyes seemed a little erratic.

"My lord, are you in a bad mood? I can feel your frustration from below." The headless man didn't consider Wang Mo's mood, swaying his head, which was attached to his neck and hanging on his back, with caring eyes Looking at Wang Mo, he asked him.

Wang Mo: "..."

"I have nothing to do today, or I can sew it up for you." Wang Mo looked at the other's attached head and thought for a while.

"Okay, then I will trouble the king." The headless man seemed to be fine, so he nodded, and when he nodded, one eye fell out.

Wang Mo: "..."

My mood at this moment is like that of a Han Xiandi, who is extremely afraid of my courtiers, Wang Mo thought to himself.

When Wang Mo lived alone before, because the living conditions were very limited, the work of sewing, mending and washing was still much more clever than those spoiled and raised children, so now he took out the clothes he didn’t want to throw away when he moved. I used a small sewing machine, pressed the headless man on it and sewed it.

"Finally it's not a mirror world anymore, my lord, I'm so moved!" the headless man cried, while plugging back the eyeballs that had come out from crying.

Wang Mo: "..."

"As long as you are happy." Wang Mo echoed with a smile.

"By the way, my lord, you haven't told me why you died suddenly," said the headless man.

"It's nothing, it's just a few gossips on the Internet. I am in this line of work, and it is inevitable to be talked about by others. It will be fine after a while." Wang Mo comforted the younger brother who seemed much more pleasing to the eye.

After hearing this, the headless man fell into deep thought, then went back under Wang Mo's bed and disappeared.

Wang Mo: "..."

Did I say something that irritated him? Wang Mo thought to himself, he was a little worried, so he stretched his head to look under the bed.

Hundred Ghosts at Night.

Wang Mo: "..."

I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything, Wang Mo cried and wrapped his little quilt tightly.

the other side.

Wang Mo's opponent's navy is frantically posting black Wang Mo in front of the computer.

Then he met a netizen who argued and defended Wang Mo.

This fan's fighting power is quite strong, Heizi thought to himself, and then called his companions to take turns to fight fiercely with each other.

However, that fan's logical thinking is very strict, and his way of speaking is also well-founded. It really can't be poured in. Seeing that the public opinion on the Internet began to sympathize with Wang Mo, he was fucked by him, although it is limited by objective conditions. , who is not highly educated, but a good young man who is self-taught.

Heizi saw that this was not going to work and he would not receive his salary, so he couldn't help but become angry and scolded the other party directly, and finally felt puzzled, and said, if you have the ability, you crawl over the network cable and hit me!

The moment Heizi finished speaking, his computer screen went black, and then, a bloody head popped out of the computer.

Probably because the screen was too crowded, his head, which was sewn around his neck, shook a few times, and then he was squeezed out, and fell on Heizi's computer desk, turned over, his eyes still staring at him.

"Here comes my brother," said the head.