About the Reaper living next door

The door was surrounded by three elders, and Yang Fan stopped playing games, put down his notebook and turned over from the bed, and it was very affectionate: "Mr. Ke, you miss me so much——"

His movements were too wild, and when he got out of bed, the bed board shook violently, and the upper bed also shook.

Shi Pengyu turned over impatiently: "Are you feeling spring?"

Ke Fu was also frightened by Yang Fan's excessive enthusiasm. He took a big step sideways and staggered away from Yang Fan. In order to prevent the opponent from pounced on him a second time, he frankly put out his empty hands and frowned slightly in embarrassment: "... Bring something to eat."

"..." Yang Fan rushed to stop his movement, and sat back listlessly.

"Fan," Ke Fu glanced at Yang Fan's computer and poked him.

"Stop talking, it's useless to say anything else." Yang Fan shook his hand away, covered his heart, and was so distraught that he couldn't breathe: "My heart is dead——"

Before Ke Fu said anything, Li Weijun was the first one who couldn't listen anymore, stood on the balcony with half a cigarette in his mouth, and turned his head to spit: "You fucking talk about death every day, and you have to jump off the building when you play a game, what a dog!" Mental quality."

He is very familiar with each other in the dormitory, he has no scruples in speaking, he dares to jump out of anything, and after the trouble is over, he forgets it and forgets it, and he is not angry.

Yang Fan didn't share his common knowledge: "I won't do anything about playing the piano with cows. It's pointless to argue with people who don't understand the fun of the game."

Ke Fu didn't know much about games either, but seeing that Lin Jiangchen had played a lot, he knew something. He patted Yang Fan and completed what he wanted to say: "Fan, it's a box."

In terms of tension and excitement alone, Yang Fan's requirements were at least half met. Kneeling at the beginning was really exciting.

Yang Fan was crying, and fell on the bed with the back of his head.

There was another shaking, and Shi Pengyu, who was lying on the upper bunk, couldn't help leaning sideways on the edge of the bed to glance at him, and calmly concluded: "It seems that he is really dead this time."

The class of the first semester of senior year is over in the morning, and one of them stays in the dormitory during the day with nothing to do. They should work part-time jobs, prepare for exams, and many have already started to apply for jobs in companies where they have done internships.

The dormitory is free, Ke Fu is already a contracted screenwriter, Shi Pengyu is going abroad for further studies, Li Weijun is staying in school for graduate studies, and there is Yang Fan, who has saved enough money in four years of college, does not have to worry about work, and has fun on graduation trips first.

Ke Fu brought a USB flash drive and copied a copy of the final report materials from Yang Fan.After finishing his business, he didn't rush to leave. He dragged a chair from Li Weijun and sat by Yang Fan's bed to watch him play games.

He stayed at home, he really didn't play games very much, his hands were too clumsy and he couldn't figure it out.

And Yang Fan's fingers are nimble, he can control the characters to dodge and dodge, and he can also use a series of colorful big moves. If you don't play well, you will curse. This game style is more like Lin Jiangchen, but it is not as slippery as Lin Jiangchen. Can carry the audience.

Ke Fu watched Lin Jiangchen play before, and only after playing a few games did he realize that it turns out that games can often be won.

"Third, are you going home on New Year's Day?"

After Li Weijun finished smoking, he blew on the wind again to dispel the smell of cigarettes on his body before coming in, and said to Ke Fu.

"But can the third child come back during the Spring Festival?" Shi Pengyu asked back.

Li Weijun almost threw the quilt off him: "You lie on the bed and hold your body, why are you talking so much nonsense!"

Ke Fu doesn't have a good relationship with his family, and he doesn't like to go home during the holidays. Everyone knows this.

Li Weijun has to concentrate on preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination this year. His hometown is in the northernmost province of H, and New Year's Day and Spring Festival cannot be tossed back and forth.

Yang Fan peeked at him while reading the article.

He has known Ke Fu for a long time, and the two parents have a little contact in work, and he also knows a little about Ke Fu's parents.Back then, Ke Fu insisted on learning choreographing and directing, but his parents disagreed. Ke Fu and his father had the most violent quarrel. Ke's mother finally let go, but his father was still stubborn. Ke Fu couldn't refuse, so he moved out.

Ke Fu was silent for a while: "...I don't know yet."

He didn't have much feeling about whether he would go home or not. Part of his reluctance to go home was his father's stubbornness, and part of it was because he was angry and wanted to show him some achievements before his father let go of his prejudices.

Yang Fan took aim and smoothed things over and said, "Teacher Ke doesn't necessarily have to go home and join up with the eldest brother. The day before New Year's Day is the New Year's Eve. If you don't have a date at this time, when will you do it? What romantic appointments, vows and vows? Don't take the opportunity to make a deal quickly." Already?"

The words were rough and not rough, and when Yang Fan mentioned something, Ke Fu suddenly jumped out of his previous emotions.

Yup!

He stood up '噗'.

Yang Fan's hands trembled in fright beside him, and his aiming angle slanted, and he shot crookedly: "What are you doing?!"

Ke Fu didn't answer, grabbed his coat and put it on his body, and rushed out in a hurry. Li Weijun looked at him, and his first reaction was that the youngest did this kind of action very handsomely.

The three people in the bedroom looked at each other.

"Going away?" Shi Pengyu poked his head out.

Li Weijun nodded in a daze: "Let's go, maybe... I went to find the person who swore to each other."

Yang Fan lowered his head and realized that he was killed again.

But winning or losing the game is no longer important to him. He can't speak in the game, and he doesn't like to listen to others seriously. Ke Fu understands him very well, and directly shattered his cognition with actions.

——He just talked about it, really?

tbc.

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48 Is the moon beautiful?

Before Yang Fan caught Ke Fu and asked if there was any, the news of the upcoming broadcast of "The Beginning and the End" has been swiped on various social software.

Most of the people with ghost themes are young people. Taking advantage of the holiday, it is only natural to stir up a lot of enthusiasm.

What's more, the director, actors, and even the screenwriters of this play are all handsome guys. Even if they are not interested in the subject matter, they are supported by the acting skills and appearance of Ji Molin and Yu Bei. Seductive is also very good, so as soon as the news was released, the hot topics on the front page remained high.

One week before the broadcast, Ke Fu was arranged by the crew to appear on a variety talk show, which will be recorded and broadcast three days later, just before New Year's Day.

In fact, this job was originally Chi Ziang's job, but he had been dealing with the media for so many years, and when he got too clear about the routines, he called Ke Fu as soon as he received the publicity notice.

Ke Fu naturally couldn't shirk it.

The program producer was unhappy when he heard that Chi Ziang had pushed back the invitation again, but when he heard that it was Ke Fu who got him in exchange, he immediately agreed to plan a new session.

Ke Fu's topicality is no worse than that of ordinary actors. He has good looks and talent. Besides, the chief screenwriter's appearance on the show is emotional and reasonable. It can not only help Ke Fu raise his status, but he himself does not need to show up. Chi Ziang's calculation is very good. .

Ke Fu put down the phone and clicked on WeChat directly, poking into the chat box that he pinned to the top.

The other party's headshot was still the bear with half of its head exposed. When Ke Fu saw it, he remembered the idiotic behavior of hugging the bear's head and rubbing it several times before sending Chi Bu back to 7017.

Although I couldn't help it, but the reaction was a bit wretched, but fortunately no one noticed.

Ke Fu's face turned reddish, he didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or excitement.

[Oh, and then]: It's going to be on TV

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Lin Jiangchen was halfway through his work, and he was still freezing outside. He picked up his phone when he was changing trains, and almost didn't laugh on the spot.

Soil is not soil.

I've won all the rookie awards, and it's like this on TV last time.

He has a photo album on his mobile phone that saves emojis, and he can reply perfectly to whatever he says. Now Ke Fu is obviously deeply influenced by chatting with him a lot, and he has become a master of fighting pictures after following him halfway to become a monk.

His fingers became stiff from the cold for a long time typing, he rubbed his hands together, and took the time to reply to Ke Fu.

[Lin Jiang]: This expression is not good, it affects your temperament too much

He was choked by Ke Fu's reply in seconds: I stole it from you.

Generally, when encountering a situation of mocking him, Lin Jiangchen can pop up thousands of rebuttals, each of which is worse than the other, and he is determined not to make the other party feel comfortable.But Ke Fu was different, his methods were too naive, Lin Jiangchen not only didn't want to refute, but even wanted to laugh.

See if you can, steal my emoji and blame me for affecting your temperament.

Lin Jiangchen wanted to just leave him alone, but just as he was about to put it back in his pocket, the screen turned on again, so he had no choice but to take it back:

【Oh, and then】: When will you come back?

He smiled when he saw it, and typed two words in a good mood: Guess.

Ke Fu on the other side also laughed, opened the window to check the temperature outside, carefully kept the finished report, and changed clothes.

At the age of the first love, the feeling of liking is growing day by day, like a throbbing heart being drenched with honey, every move of the other party is sweet no matter how you taste it.

After finishing his work, Lin Jiangchen turned into the community in a hurry, and this was the scene he saw.

The young man was tall and thin, holding a civet in his arms, wearing a thick and fleece coat, he still didn't look clumsy, he was a natural hanger.

The perennially bright lights at the entrance of the building fell straight from the top of the opponent's head, and the youth was enveloped in it, softening the slightly cold edges and corners.

The wind lifted his wide cuffs and the manicured sideburns of the other party, and at this moment, those eyes seemed to sense something, looked up at him, and there was a ripple in the calmness.

Far away, Lin Jiangchen felt that his almost frozen body was starting to heat up. He tried to convince himself that it was because of his physique, but the corners of his mouth still curled up involuntarily.

"Come to meet me specially?" He opened his voice and shouted from a distance.

Ke Fu smiled and said nothing, raised Lin Hao's paw and waved to him.

Lin Jiangchen couldn't hold back anymore, and was so cute that someone taller than him covered his face.

He felt more and more that Mr. Ke had the attributes of a good woman and man, and that he could make money outside and run a family inside, so it was a good idea to be cute.