Bridge to Bridge [Quick Transmigration]

Jian Yiming became a frequent visitor to LOTTO.

The frequency of coming four or five times a week has not changed. It seems that the boy in his early twenties needs banknotes the most. He orders the most expensive wine, enjoys the most expensive service, gives the most extravagant gifts, and spends ten dollars at a time. It is not an exaggeration to say that spending money like water is not an exaggeration. It once became the object of discussion among some young boys in LOTTO, and when they thought of Wei Ze who spent a lot of money for Qin Yuyi a while ago, they all sighed: "The only thing in this world is not What is missing is rich people.

Envy and jealousy go hand in hand.

It was another season, and everyone guessed that Sun Qiao might enter the blue beauty list this time.

"Lotto seems to be very lively recently." Jian Yiming said suddenly, lowering his head and fiddling with the DSLR in his hand.

Sun Qiao held a black lens in his hand, and the 85mm lens could be flipped freely at his fingertips, "The season has changed."

The quarterly ranking within LOTTO is about to change.

Jian Yiming paused, then turned his head to look at the person next to him, "Do you want to go on a trip?"

Sun Qiao looked at him, unable to follow the other's brain circuit at all.

"Okay, okay," Jian Yiming waved his hand, and started to fiddle with the DSLR again, "What's wrong with the season change?"

"I'm the second in the quarter, what do you think?"

Jian Yiming was a little unhappy, his mood was expressed by his expression, he frowned and asked, "Which one is the first?"

Sun Qiao shook off the ash indifferently, took a puff of cigarette, "I don't know, it seems to be dead."

The original owner did not have any information about the number one ranking in his mind.

"Yes," Jian Yiming said casually, without any curiosity, his subordinates moved quickly, and finally installed the 35mm lens, excitedly said to Sun Qiao: "You promised me, you will be my model!"

Jian Yiming is a third-year student majoring in photography at the University of City A. He is rich and has enough capital to let him play art.

Sun Qiao nodded perfunctorily, put out his cigarette, and stared at Jian Yiming amusedly, "You said you are a student, why would you think of asking me out?"

Refers to the first meeting of two people.

"You said this, uh... you sit down, that's right," Jian Yiming crossed his legs, looking at the lazy man in the DSLR, "Chen Xin asked me to see you, speaking of which, I should thank him well. "

"The name sounds familiar."

"Really, but you should have heard his cousin's name," Jian Yiming pressed the shutter, and a pale flash flashed across the private room, "His cousin's name is Wei Ze."

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Sun Qiao ranked second in the quarter.

Outside the lotto manager's room, as soon as Sun Qiao walked out, he saw Qin Yuyi and A Yuan standing outside the door.

According to the previous habit, those who won the top four in the quarter have to chat with the manager. As for the content of the chat, only the authorities know.

A Yuan has been promoted by one place this quarter, from fourth to third, all thanks to Wei Ze, who had a falling out with Qin Yuyi.

"Brother Qiao," A Yuan greeted Sun Qiao. He was wearing a white, transparent shirt made of silk fabric, which was cold and soft to the touch, completely different from his own personality. "I'll go in first." .”

Sun Qiao nodded, walked past A Yuan, took out a cigarette and lit it.

"He seems to like you very much." Qin Yuyi, who was finally able to enter, concluded.

Sun Qiao leaned his back against the wall next to him, his eyes were empty, he exhaled smoke rings, and he didn't even bother to perfunctory these words.

Qin Yuyi seldom has time to stay with Sun Qiao like this. Both of them are big celebrities in LOTTO. They deal with men and women every day. Even the air in their noses smells of expensive perfume. Qin Yuyi is He chose to live such a life. He was too poor and bitter in the past, and even his memories were stained with blood. He needed to use alcohol, banknotes, or other things to numb himself, but what was Sun Qiao doing for?

"You want to live like this in your next life?" Sun Qiao asked, he did not deliberately lower his voice. The manager's office is at the innermost part of the corridor, and no one would pass by here.

"What?" Qin Yuyi was surprised, and there was a bit of undisguised surprise on his usually gentle face.

Sun Qiao sighed, the slender body of burning smoke was pinched by his fingertips, and the red light flashed and flashed.

"The previous chess moves were all good, it's a pity." After leaving a word, Sun Qiao didn't intend to say more, and was about to leave with a cigarette in his mouth.

Looking at Sun Qiao's back, Qin Yuyi suddenly recalled the day when he first walked into LOTTO.

His mother's heavy sick body was carried on his back, and Qin Yuyi's body was wrapped in seven or eight bundles of cloth strips, like the shackles of his fate. Every step was heavy. Every pore is full of tears.

Until he bumped into someone, it was Sun Qiao.

"I'm sorry." Qin Yuyi apologized mechanically, his eyes were lifeless, and he was about to continue walking, even though he didn't know where his destination was.

Sun Qiao stopped him. The voice two years ago was the same as it is now, cold and frivolous. Qin Yuyi subconsciously turned around for the voice.

"Hey, the woman on your back is dead, don't you know?"

One sentence easily disintegrated all of Qin Yuyi's fortresses, and tears fell like rain.

Since then, Qin Yuyi has not shed a single tear, and his last fragility and helplessness are all dedicated to his dead mother, fully presented in front of Sun Qiao.

"Wait!" Qin Yuyi almost couldn't help chasing after him, his fists were clenched tightly, and the smile on his face had long since disappeared, "Sun Qiao!"

Sun Qiao stopped and turned around, waiting for him with a cigarette in his mouth.

"What do you want to say?" Qin Yuyi frowned and asked him.

"It's not what I want to say, but what you want to do." Even though he was biting on a cigarette, Sun Qiao's pronunciation was accurate, and the ash kept falling down with his shaking, "What do you want to do? Qin Yu easy."

"I……"

Holding a cigarette, Sun Qiao looked down at him, "Are you still a man?"

"You are a man, if you want it, fight for it."

"This lotto is not big, but it can accommodate your ambitions."

Qin Yuyi wanted to take revenge on Wei Ze, no one doubted it.

His feelings for Wei Ze cannot be summed up by the word 'hate', the pain of silent drowning but unable to shout out, the pain that scratches the heart and lungs spreads crazily, every midnight, the heart is squeezed too much Trembling, passing through the internal organs, until the fingertips.

Sometimes Qin Yuyi even felt that he had lost his feelings. Eight years of day and night were like a big dream. When he woke up, it was even difficult to breathe.

"Okay," Qin Yuyi pressed his heart through a thin layer of cloth, and the smile was on his face again, "Okay."

With one hand hanging on Sun Qiao's shoulder, Qin Yuyi said jokingly: "Don't refuse when you are useful, brother."

"Of course." Sun Qiao flicked the cigarette ash and smiled secretly: help?I can't wait for it.

[Progress 20.00%. 】

A Yuan came out of the manager's room, closed the door, turned around and saw Qin Yuyi who was shoulder to shoulder with Sun Qiao, he was watching from a distance, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Speaking of which, I just answered a call this morning." Qin Yuyi thought of something, took out his cell phone and said, "Coincidentally, he asked me out and said there was Wei Ze."

Sun Qiao probably had a clue in his mind, a cigarette was already half lit, "What's that man's name?"

Qin Yuyi laughed. The man over [-] years old has a gentle temperament. He has practiced the four characters of 'gentle and moist as jade' to a high degree of proficiency, and then evolved it into his weapon, "Well...my name is Chen Xin."

Given the expected answer, Sun Qiao chuckled, "That's really a coincidence."

"Eh? What do you mean—"

"Yu Yi! It's your turn to go in!!" A Yuan's voice came from behind.

Sun Qiao asked people to go quickly, "Let's talk again."

A Yuan watched Qin Yuyi go in and close the door, and then turned around. Sun Qiao had already left. He walked over slowly, squatted down, touched the ground with his fingers, and touched the soot all over the floor.

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Chen Xin was playing games in the dormitory, and the mobile phone placed by the bed rang twice, and he asked Jian Yiming who was sitting on the side to look at it for him.

"Who sent it?" Chen Xin asked without looking back.

Jian Yiming's expression was a little strange, "Qin Yuyi."

The moment the last word fell, Chen Xin immediately dropped the game in hand and took his mobile phone.

[Can we meet at six o'clock tomorrow night?Just at LOTTO.]

Chen Xin's cousin Wei Ze is always unhappy recently. He asked a few brothers to find out that it was because of LOTTO. Wei Ze's mood has a lot to do with the pocket money Chen Xin can get, so Chen Xin directly found Knowing the source of everything——Qin Yuyi, he didn't have any expectations at first, because there are too many customers visiting LOTTO, and there is no guarantee that Qin Yuyi is willing to meet because of Wei Ze, but now it seems that he Cousin is not hot either!

[No problem, see you then! ] After replying to the message, Chen Xin was beaming, and even the scolding voices of his teammates in the game were automatically filtered out.

"Is this Qin Yuyi the one from LOTTO?" Jian Yiming asked.

Chen Xin nodded, "It's him, don't you often go there recently? You should know him!"

Jian Yiming hummed absently.

"What, what?! Thinking about your Sun Qiao again?" Chen Xin joked, with a wretched smile on his face, "If you want me to tell you, you'd better tie him up quickly, the water in LOTTO is deep, if you don't Be careful and there will be nothing."

Chen Xin's words are simple and clear. He is extremely unwilling for Sun Qiao to see anyone other than him, but if you think about it, maybe in Sun Qiao's eyes, he is no different from other people, it's just money and money That's all.

Jian Yiming lowered the corners of his mouth, and his handsome face turned gloomy, which was rare.

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Today is the second update, without orz tomorrow may be a double update!

Before, a little fairy suggested that the scene transition should be divided by an expanded dash, and the suggestion is accepted. Thank you, hot little fairy: D