I heard that you are the number one assassin in Tiandu

All online gambling, there is no one that is not deceptive.

Leaflets like the one the big guy holds are outdated, old-fashioned, naive, and outrageously cheap, and every penny invested will be lost without any suspense.Because it is simple and easy to see through, the scammer may not even set the "lure" bait - that is, whether you use ten yuan or 100 yuan to test the water, the other party wins once or twice in a row You don't even ask you to taste the sweetness, and you lose once you gamble.

I couldn't stand by and watch him suffer, put the flyer on the pizza box and tell him sternly that he must never play this game.

The big guy laughed at me and made a big fuss: "Turn the turntable twice, it turned a little bit slower and stopped, how do people know where I stopped through the screen?"

The scripts are all written by others, so of course you can stop wherever you want!I was so angry with him that I didn't know how to explain it: "How do you know that you won't turn empty? You have the power of thought to turn it around?"

"Hey hey hey," the big man covered his mouth and snickered, "How do you know? I really do."

roll!

I said angrily: "Then you go and play, and don't come back to play with me after you go to play!"

"Don't play, don't play, whoever plays is a puppy." The big man immediately made a solemn statement, and then made a sticky voice as if his nose was blocked and unable to breathe, "They are not as fun as you Son."

... Should I be grateful for his appreciation?

On the spacious soft bed, he lay beside me, stretching his body across the north and south without any effort, with his toes hanging outside the bed, he stretched and curled up contentedly, quite rhythmically.The simple-patterned T-shirt and cotton sweatpants on his body were already limply attached to his body after a night and a day of practice, as obedient as a silk gauze, easily outlining his wide shoulders and narrow waist.If there is a small person the size of a palm present at this moment, he will surely be able to slide from his shoulders along his back to the lowest recess of his waist, and he will never be able to move forward from then on—then there will be drastic changes in landforms. An incredible full arc suddenly rose from the lowest recess, and it was absolutely impossible for a small person the size of a palm to climb up.

That arc is self-willed and conceited, as if he doesn't need to explain to anyone, he draws a rounded starting position on his own, and then draws the style of painting based on the length, width and height of the upper body and the golden ratio as the coefficient. Realistic and rigorous, professional and powerful lower body lines.

The image of this body obviously cannot be included in the teaching materials as a model of the human body, because its proportions are not what anyone can grow up if they want, so it is not representative, but if it is out of the principle of making the best use of everything, it must be recorded If so, it is not completely nowhere to go, at least there are enough positions for art textbooks to be included.

I don't know much about art, but...he folded his arms, rested his head comfortably on it, and looked at me from the side - I think he can play the sun god Apollo and the like as long as he changes clothes. of.

The big guy: "Can we eat it? The cheese won't be shredded when it's cold."

"..." I balled up the gambling flyer and threw it aside, "Why do you ask me what you bought, you can eat it if you want."

Hearing the sound, the big man sat up suddenly, and carefully opened the lid of the box——at the moment when the lid was opened, looking at his expression, I seemed to be able to hear him shouting from the bottom of his heart: "Yeah—— !"

He probably ran back with a cardboard box all the way, and now he can still pull out long and soft cheese strands when he picks up a piece of pizza, but compared to exploring the source of his inexplicable excitement when he started eating As far as I am concerned, I am more curious about where he put the pile of skewers he ate?He sat cross-legged on the bed, and there was no extra bulge in his waist in a bent-over posture. It was obvious that a person who strictly controlled his diet could keep it flat, but he opened his mouth every time he ate. You know that he is definitely not that kind of person...

"Little Joaquin." The big man put his face in front of me, and a half of his pale tongue suddenly stuck out from his mouth, "Look."

I look fart!

I was so frightened that I leaned back and almost fell over. I fixed my eyes for two seconds before I realized that it was a piece of flaky object he was biting with his teeth: "...what?"

The big man held the thing hesitantly and asked, "Is this Tao'er?"

"You bought it, how would I know! I haven't eaten it yet!" I was still in shock, "Don't you know after chewing it?"

The big man opened his mouth and ate it: "Isn't this the white peach?"

"That might be the peach." I weakly sat back to my original position.

"I ordered the Hawaiian pizza, do Hawaii produce peaches?" He was very depressed and serious, with a look of confusion on his face, "Do you think he lied to me? Did he run out of pineapples at night, so he opened a honeydew for me?" What about canned peaches?"

Me: "...for such a big store, how can I miss you two pieces of pineapples?"

"That's right." The big man's depression came and went faster, and it didn't affect his enthusiasm for eating at all, and now he opened his mouth wide to welcome the next piece of pizza——I held the first piece in my hand and hadn't even eaten yet. There are only the last two pieces left in the box.

The pizza is still warm, the cheese is rich and milky and can be drawn, and the pineapple or peach fruit is sour and sweet, but looking at the way the big guy is eating, I have a little doubt that the piece in my hand is not from the ones he ate. The same pot and the same family, obviously the one he ate looks more delicious.

If he hadn't eaten too fast, I would have watched it disappear into this world before I could open my mouth, and I even wanted to exchange it with him.

Watching people with a good appetite eat has a different kind of pleasure. Every movement of him chewing and licking the corners of his mouth seems to make the food taste more sublimated because of being cherished. I tried to bite down like him, and the taste in my mouth Doubling the amount of food will double the stimulation of the sense of taste... It's really cool.

"Is it delicious?" asked the big one.

I nodded: "Delicious."

"You can eat the remaining two!" As if trying to prevent himself from breaking his promise, he turned the carton towards me and covered his hands with the pizza box lid.

With the light from the Milky Way lights above his head, I saw that his eyes were filled with colorful colors—mostly yellow, occasionally embellished with blue, red, and green, and the patterns and shapes were incomplete...it was pizza.

Me: "I can't eat that much at night, let's eat a piece for each person."

The big guy was obliged to solve my problems immediately, picked up a couple of pieces and settled it, and now he was completely relieved of his worries, and lay down on the pillow: "Ah, it's delicious."

At the end of a meal, a person's appetite is often not as strong as it was at the beginning, and the threshold of satisfaction with food will be much higher than before the meal, and he will not forget to praise him until the last bite. If the chef who cooks for him hears That said, you should be very happy.

The big man was really full this time, and asked me lazily: "How do you know that there are all liars on the Internet? Have you ever been lied to?"

Me: "Of course not, this is common sense."

My history in Internet cafes can be traced back to before I could use a pen. At an age when I couldn't even recognize characters, I could use pinyin to type out homophones to communicate with people.When I was young, I had no money to be cheated by others. When I grew up, I saw a lot of scammers' tricks. If I don't go to sea, I am kind-hearted, so how can I be cheated by others?

If it is said that my level of research on deception is still at the stage of theory and identification, and the highest performance is only able to see through thousands of traps at a glance, then Qin Zhen's level is much higher, but... how can he Say?Subconsciously, I didn't want to call him a "liar".

Qin Zhen is younger than me, but within two years of our acquaintance, he has grown taller than me, because his big eyes are very pleasing and he will take the initiative to share with me if he has delicious food. I didn't bother with him that he was taller than me without my permission.In the area of ​​our resettlement house, many boys and girls of similar ages like to come to him to play, so my childhood has also been stained and colorful.

I vaguely remember that he was sensible and enlightened earlier than me, which made me often feel that he was different from us when I was a child—he seemed to be not a single person, but a villain in his heart, so he had Double dexterity.

At that time, we would get together and play simple guessing games. Qin Zhen "sit in the bank" and bet on glass beads.I saw him doing some tricks quickly, thinking that he was trying to win all the beads - among these people, I was the closest to him, and naturally I was partial to him, not only did not expose it, but also when he was out. Intentionally or unintentionally, he covered it with his body.It's just that I didn't expect that in the end, he actually evened out the beads of a bully little villain and distributed them to me and other children.

After dozens of rounds, it is impossible for only one family to lose, so Qin Zhen then evened out his own glass beads without any trace, leaving the child speechless.

At that age, there was no child who didn't like to collect those rough glass beads. Sometimes I would take them home after playing and wash them with a basin of water.Occasionally, because someone took out a flawed bead, but finally took someone else's good bead, everyone will explain their reasons one by one like a judge on TV, trying to prove that the bead in their hands is the one they started with. placed in the prize pool.

I feel sorry for Qin Zhen for the glass beads he lost, but he didn't care, just smiled happily when he put a large handful of beads I gave him into his pocket.

At that time, I heard my mother say that Qin Zhen was more sensible than me, so I thought quietly in my heart, is being sensible just not caring about winning or losing?But I really don't want to lose my beads, why would anyone like to lose?

It didn't take long before I finally understood that it wasn't that Qin Zhen didn't care about winning or losing, but that his family was rich, so he could ask his father to buy many of these beads for him if he wanted them.

Qin Zhen's father not only bought him beads, but also bought a big house. The two of them moved away. Qin Zhen and I only met at school, and our relationship is still good.

For junior high school students, if a boy looks "clean", well-dressed, knowledgeable, funny, and can talk and laugh, what will be the consequences?Of course, he has become the object of countless girls who want to say a word while biting the corner of the book, and wait at the school gate to drop by and go home together.It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was one of the school girls back then.

When we were in high school, we entered two schools, one in the south of the county seat and the other in the north of the county seat. It was impossible to meet each other under natural conditions.One late night, I was lying on the table to do a problem, and my mother used thread to reinforce the buttons on my school uniform shirt. Suddenly, I heard a hostile noise in the corridor, and the footsteps stopped on this floor of my house.