That facial paralysis you dropped your book

In the early morning, when it was just getting bright outside the window, the alarm clock on the bedside table had already rang competently.The bulging cotton on the big bed moved twice, a muscular arm stretched out quickly, and a slender hand retracted again after pressing the alarm clock off.

Lu Chen opened his eyes and looked at the gleaming white ceiling for a while. Although he was tucked into the quilt, he was already awake.Sitting up, he began to put on the fleece sportswear that was specially placed on the chair beside the bed for convenience.

After washing up, Lu Chen drank a glass of water and went out.

It was halfway through April, and the wind in the morning was no longer as cold as before. He looked up at the sky and started jogging on the path in the garden of the community.As a well-gardened community, there are quite a few young residents doing morning exercises, but Lu Chen is not used to talking to them, and he just nodded and said hello to each other.

After running for an entire hour, Lu Chen stopped, turned off the music playing on his phone, turned on the network and logged in to Koukou.

The little painter was unexpectedly online, Lu Chen couldn't help raising his eyebrows, at six o'clock in the morning on a Saturday, he would be online?Could it be that the mobile phone forgot to turn off the network?

However, Lu Chen had no intention of looking for him, and after a while he was amazed and did not continue to pay attention.Just as he was about to put away his phone and go home, editor Lang Weixian suddenly sent a message.Looking at Lang Weixian's enigmatic cartoon head, Lu Chen suddenly had the illusion that today's sun might be rising from the west.

Langweixian: Boss! !My artist named Kenny suddenly fell ill and couldn't deliver the draft!What should I do!

Lu: I told you earlier, don't look for someone with such a strange name, Kenny, I'm cheating you, you've been cheated.

Langweixian: ... Boss, if you still joke with me at this time, you will lose this baby.

Lu: Go ask that guy named Guo Jie if he can pick it up.

Langweixian:? ? ?Boss, why do I feel that you are very interested in Guo Zi's little shit recently?Shouldn't...

Lu: Whoever thinks wildly or spreads falsehoods will have his one-year bonus deducted.

Lang Weixian: ...I didn't say anything, the boss said everything was right, I went to Guo Zi to ask him if he would answer.

After flirting with the poor little editor happily, Lu Chen put away his phone with a smile on his face, and walked towards the building where he lived.But before he reached the entrance of the corridor, the cell phone that was in his trouser pocket rang suddenly.

Lu Chen glanced at the watch on his left hand, it was only [-]:[-], logically speaking, no one should call him so early.

Lu Chen took out his mobile phone and glanced down. The moment he saw the caller ID clearly, his expression, which was not bad at first, suddenly became gloomy.He silently looked at the vibrating cell phone, the ringtone he was used to hearing was very harsh at the moment.After more than 45 seconds, the call was automatically hung up. Lu Chen looked at the missed call displayed on the interface and smiled mockingly. Just as he was about to put the phone back in his trouser pocket, it rang again.

Seemingly understanding that the other party would not stop until he answered the phone, Lu Chen frowned, and finally clicked to answer.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Guo Jie, who originally wanted to sleep until noon, was crying with his mobile phone in his hand. Before dawn, he was woken up by the phone ringing continuously. Mustard rubbed her hazy eyes and looked at the time, it was five in the morning.

However, this was not the saddest thing for him. When he heard that the voice on the other end of the phone belonged to the plan called "Old lady rowing a boat without oars", he really felt what despair is.

"I said pot, did I tell you to remember to grab the sofa when the time comes? It's fine if you don't grab it. The show has been posted for a week, and you don't even have to leave a message? Retweeted Do you think it's OK, Bo?"

Yu Jie's voice was full of strong aura, even though the other party's voice was not angry, Guo Jie shuddered inexplicably.He hastily stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, and after rubbing his whole body, he said in a flattering tone: "I really didn't mean it, I've been rushing to draft a manuscript recently, you should know, I've hung up my signature..."

"Shut up, don't speak in your rough voice! Every time I listen to it, I can't get back to my senses. I said that if you are really busy, I don't understand. You have time to go to the CP building to stay there. How difficult is it to reply to such unnutritious words in our drama post?"

Guo Jie hastily searched in his mind, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen their drama post on the homepage of the forum last night... But at that time, he was full of anger at being dragged out by himself and Cucumber Jing again. It flashed past his mind as soon as it was posted, and he didn't care about it at all...

Guo Jie couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead, he should have gone back to the drama post last night and then read the gossip... Wait, how did they know it was him who replied? !

"No, I replied anonymously, how do you know that I replied to that post?"

"I said, are you stupid? From your tone, you can tell that you are one of the parties involved. It's not like you don't know Cucumber's attitude towards the matter of you two being dragged out. Whether you wear this vest or not Say, is there a difference?"

Guo Jie: "..."

He suddenly felt that life was so difficult.

Before Guo Jie started the sad spring and autumn mode, the planner said to himself again: "Oh, I actually didn't call you to pursue such a trivial matter, but to remind you, remember to go to Leave a message, don't make it seem like our crew is at odds."

"Okay! Wait, you woke me up at [-] a.m. on a weekend just because of this?!"

"...Oh, why is the signal here suddenly not good..."

"Stop coming! Explain to me!"

"Ah, ah... ah, ah... the signal is no, no, no, it's not good... I, hang up——!"

After the planner finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Hearing the "beep" sound from the receiver, Guo Jie went down the phone line to beat her up.

After the call interface disappeared, Guo Jie, who had already woken up, still didn’t plan to get up. He thought about it, and planned to open QQ and chat for a while. When he was going to click on the Internet, he was shocked to find that he Forgot to turn off the mobile network!

Thinking about his little traffic in a month, Guo Jie felt a deep sense of despair.

Frightened, he inquired about the remaining traffic, and Guo Jie heaved a sigh of relief after learning that there were still a few megabytes left in the traffic.Fortunately, it's not enough to deduct phone charges.

Sorrow did not hinder the heart to play, even though his heart was stuffy, Guo Jie still connected to the Wi-Fi, planning to chat for a while before talking.

As soon as he clicked on the button, the little editor Lang Weixian rushed into his sight, Guo Jie's eyes lit up, Lang Weixian would never look for him at all, let alone gag, but once she came to the door , then there must be manuscripts to accept!

As if seeing the overwhelming amount of money pouring in front of him, Guo Jie hastily clicked on Lang Weixian's dialogue box.

Lang Weixian: Guo, I have a job here, can you take it?Originally, the painter suddenly fell ill and couldn't paint anymore. The time is very urgent. Can you take it?

Looking at the message sent by Lang Weixian, Guo Jie hesitated, but when he thought of the overwhelming amount of money pouring in, Guo Jie decided to go all out for his vote.

Pot Lid: What game?what request?What to draw?

However, Guo Jie is still timid when he is close to the door. Damn, he can’t pick it up casually. If it’s a subject that he’s not good at, then he’ll just wait to be ripped apart by the boss.