The Taming of the Shrew

Title: The Taming of the Shrew

Author: late summer 819

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A long-distance relationship between a doctor and a policeman?

Can it be okay?

What age is it, don't you think it's a bit difficult to play such a difficult job of long-distance relationship?

Long distance relationship is fine, are you narcissists?

Two people look so much alike, how did you bother to talk about it?

What's wrong with the look?There are so many people who look alike in the world, are they all twins?

What do you really have twins?

Your father also suspects that I am your brother?

Impossible, Arabian Nights, if I were your brother, I would live and eat keyboards!

Content tags: New Year's Sweet Text Urban Love Fate Encounter

Search keywords: Protagonist: Zhao Mingcheng, Li Weiran┃Supporting roles: Xiao Xiao, Meng Yao, Fu Shiyu, Wei Ming, An Xin┃Others: Lively and upright attack, doting and complaining, barrage rich CP

☆, 1 eye

Zhao Mingcheng has been annoyed recently.

Not for anything else, just too busy.

Being busy with this kind of thing is a bit Schrödinger, which is a word that can be praised or criticized, and the quantum state can be adjusted at any time according to the mood and purpose of the user.

When he was busy, he stopped being pretentious and aggressive, and the skill point of taunting was also hidden. He faced everyone with a face, with two big words written on his face: Zou Kai.

Dr. Zhao, who is busy, is such a pure abstinence god, the whole world is neutral in his eyes, including Xiao Xiao, especially Xiao Xiao.

Xiao Xiao is none other than Dr. Zhao's girlfriend. To be precise, it should be his ex-girlfriend. Dr. Zhao unilaterally identified it.

In fact, Zhao Mingcheng didn't know how he got in touch with Xiao Xiao at all. Although the word "engagement" is not very high-end, he couldn't think of any other words to describe this relationship. After all, the relationship between doctors and patients is normalized. The verb is obviously only healing, and it can be contradictory to replace it with a noun. As a result, it has evolved into a non-verb, non-nominal, half-descriptive, and half-onomatopoeic word-hands and feet, which is quite unconvincing.

Of course, the formation of this overly intimate relationship is definitely not because of Xiao Xiaofu's identity as the second generation.

Zhao Mingcheng explained it to himself and others.

Anyway, he is also the deputy chief physician of the Orthopedics Department of the Sixth People's Hospital of Haizhou City. He is a high-income, high-intensity group with high income and high work intensity. He has a house, a car and no loans. The label of a rich second-generation returnee girl is impossible to be recognized by Deputy Director Zhao. stepping stone.

What's more, he is still so busy that he has no time or brain capacity to think about things other than piston movement.

There is a popular saying in the world of saving lives and healing the wounded: Among doctors, a surgeon must be a miracle in the world; among surgeons, an orthopedic doctor is probably the fairy in Langyuan, second only to divine surgeons.

It's not just that their brain circuits are tortuous, their food intake is amazing, and their kidney capacity is unpredictable. What's more, people in general departments dare not compete with them.

From 08:30 in the morning to 12 in the afternoon, three operations are performed, which is considered daily for orthopedics.If you have less moral character, you can still get two or three emergency rooms at night, and you can get off work before [-] o'clock in the middle of the night, because you burned high incense before going to work.

If you are busy with this kind of virtue, if you put it on ordinary people, you will basically have nothing to love in life.

However, Dr. Zhao's bones are strange. The more tired he is, the more energetic he becomes, and the more tired he becomes, the happier he is. When he is energetic, he wants to find a place to be happy after work.

Don't get me wrong, happy is the literal meaning, live happily and live.

Coupled with the fact that Xiao Xiao has been tormenting her more irritable recently, so she wants to be happy and happy, otherwise this life is really impossible.

When Zhao Mingcheng was a PhD student, he was almost blocked from the interview by his supervisor.

"Want to work under me? Do you know how much the heaviest leg was lifted in the orthopedic operating room? Did you see that chair? Lift it up for three hours, and I'll count it as you." The instructor looked him up and down with drooping eyebrows The paper figurine has a small body and a face of "I believe in your evil".

Zhao Mingcheng didn't talk nonsense. He rolled up his sleeves and lifted the iron pear wood chair in the tutor's office for three and a half hours. After lifting, he shook his hands shaking like Parkinson's and raised his eyebrows and said rudely: "The extra half an hour counts as my friendship." gift."

The mentor's eight-character eyebrows were as indescribable as the waves of autumn water in the evening sun. Without saying a word, he ticked off the interview list in his hand, then picked up the meal card and asked the future disciple to eat a pot of meat in the cafeteria .

After eating, Zhao Mingcheng silently put his meal card into the deepest part of the drawer, and never took it out again.

Later, as soon as the old man took out his meal card and prepared to greet him for dinner, he took out the gun and dragged the old man out of the school gate.

Just kidding, can't you cook and eat?Can people eat the food in the cafeteria?The old man must have been cheated by the dentist when he was wearing dentures, and even his taste buds were pulled out!

Later, this interview joke spread, and Zhao Mingcheng became a legend of Peking Union Medical College.

Handsome, evil, and not short of money—the juniors and seniors were red-eyed and drooling.

It's too thin to be so thin - the brothers gritted their teeth and glared.

Zhao Mingcheng's attitude towards these comments was calm and arrogant.

He gladly took the nympho of his juniors and seniors into his bag, wandering among the red flowers and green leaves, occasionally he clicked the tail and pollinated those who saw the right eye; for his seniors, he directly showed whether he was thin or muscular With two arms, play a game of...basketball until the brother is convinced.

Later, this kind of physical fitness legend somehow followed from university to work, from Xiao Zhao to Doctor Zhao to Deputy Director Zhao, no one ever questioned Zhao Mingcheng's paper figure.Of course, he doesn't need to lift his legs in the operating room anymore. He directs the acne-prone interns to lift their legs. 10, 20, 30... 50-pound legs are not uncommon.

Not only that, but the Sixth Hospital has two well-known don'ts: don't wrestle with Deputy Director Zhao, and don't fight eye bags with Deputy Director Zhao.

Needless to say the former, the latter... Zhao Mingcheng, a flower in the Sixth Hospital, Deputy Director Zhao will tell you with squinting eyes: People who have lying silkworms don't know what bags under the eyes are.

Everyone in the Sixth Court said that you are handsome and you are right in everything you say.

Tonight, Deputy Director Zhao burned high incense before going to work, and he was able to get off work at 11 o'clock even though he had performed four surgeries in a row.

So he quickly left the gate of the sixth courtyard, looking for a place where he could be happy.

There are many places where you can live happily. Zhao Mingcheng chose a small bar on Maoming Road today.

Maoming Road, a well-known bar street in Haishi, is more intimate and compact than Hengshan Road, and more low-key than Xintiandi.

Xiao Xiao likes to take Zhao Mingcheng to Xintiandi or the Bund, a typical choice for rich second-generation nightlife lovers.

Zhao Mingcheng is not the rich second generation, of course he is not short of money, in fact, if he is willing, he may be the rich generation.But he has never been interested in the rich generation and rich second generation. Those bars on the Bund? "Fat and round", Zhao Mingcheng commented.

Maoming Road is different. It looks low-key, but it is down-to-earth, neither noisy nor noisy, and a little calm and arrogant. It's not that bosom friends can't understand.

This is the clubbing feeling Dr. Zhao wants.

Zhao Mingcheng ordered a cup of gin and tonic, tucked himself in a corner out of sight, squinted his eyes and sipped.

There are four surgeries a day, and the last two are done. Deputy director Zhao is as tall and straight as he is. He also put on big slippers, and the golden rooster walks back and forth independently with two feet, taking time to breathe for the soles of the feet.

Saying I'm not tired is just teasing myself.

When he was tired, Zhao Mingcheng liked to rest in the bar like this, surrounded by noises from all directions, it was very comfortable, like sinking in the amniotic fluid, safe, focused on resting without distractions.

Unexpectedly, the amniotic fluid was suddenly empty.

The quiet bar was very abrupt, without the protection of the sound, Zhao Mingcheng opened his eyes cleverly.

Fortunately, there was movement on the other side of the stage soon, and the guitar was played.

Zhao Mingcheng frowned: hypocritical.

He turned to the stage to see what kind of literary youth he was.

Perfect skeleton.

Deputy Director Zhao's X-ray-like eyesight instantly replaced the brain, and he fixed on the skeleton on the stage with one glance. Through the skin and muscles, it can be seen that it is slender, well-proportioned and strong.

The follow spot light is like a sneaking fish, quietly shining on the beautiful skin.

Curly hair, big eyes, sculpted neck, beautiful hands, as a man, it's too foul.

Zhao Mingcheng's Adam's apple twitched.

It's prettier than mine, and I've never seen it before.

In his mind, he went through all the relatives and relatives of his juniors and colleagues in the sixth affiliated hospital of Peking Union Medical College, and confirmed that there were indeed none.

When the butterfly meets a flower more beautiful than itself, it shakes its tentacles and is ready to move.

"Have we met before?"

Deputy Director Zhao was thinking about what to say when he stepped forward, and then shivered with disgust at the words that came out of his mind.

The skeleton on the stage opened.

"The lips are not yet parted

have hurt each other

no appointment

don't want to expect

the phone hasn't hung up yet

Feelings have rotted

wish you were a butterfly

come and go fast

......"

The butterflies under the stage flapped their wings and felt that they were flying across the sea.

Orthopedic surgeons are not particularly obsessed with bones, but they must pay more attention to bones than ordinary people.

The spine determines the mental outlook, the phalanges represent temperament, the skull can make you cute and beautiful, the femur, tibia and fibula can make you more handsome or file...

Deputy Director Zhao looked left and right in front of the full-length mirror. With ten fingers, he touched more than half of the 206 bones in his body.

The face looks like me, the waist is thinner than mine, and the texture of the voice is comparable.

Is it a tie?

The male peacock, transformed from a butterfly, looks at the mirror and presses the calculator in his heart, ready to move and angry.

How can you be more handsome than me!

It's fine if you're more handsome than me, but why do you still look cuter than me? !

So is it handsome or cute?

So where am I wrong?

Head shape?Face shape?brow bone?cheekbones?pelvis?Tailbone?

Well, even if he is more handsome than me, he must not be smarter than me, right?

But the eyes are old and soul-stirring, not like a stupid person.

Singing is so hot!

The sound is more intoxicating than wine~~~

……

The small theater in the head of the male peacock is now in full swing, but it’s a pity that he was cowardly in the bar just now, and he didn’t finish his glass of gin and tonic. People, oh, no, it’s a butterfly, which has already fallen into the deep sea and was swept away by the big waves. Sha, and went home dejectedly with his tail between his legs.

Go home and turn on the screen?This kind of behavior is not like your Zhao Mingcheng personality!

To whom?What zoo would want a stage-frightened peacock like you?

Funk!Prospects?

The more Deputy Director Zhao thought about it, the more angry he became, the small theater in his mind instantly turned into a show of gold stars in his mind, and he taunted at the handsome face in the mirror without showing mercy.

The old driver ran into a big traffic jam, no matter how good his driving skills were, he could only hold back.Just hold it back, the key is that the co-pilot is out of shape at all, doesn't even know that he's in the car, and quietly makes a beautiful skeleton on the stage the whole time.

One glance, just one glance.

Zhao Mingcheng was very tired.

☆, 2 emails

Li Weiran has a big head recently.

Oh, it's not that Li Weiran has a big head, it's that Li Weiran has a big head.

Certainly not his own head.

As a criminal policeman, Li Weiran has seen the world, and he has seen the world.

Minced meat in the gutter, viscera in woven bags, robbers strapped to bombs, victims who only want a quick death...

When Vice-Captain Li was Xiao Li, he made his first appearance on the scene and hadn't eaten meat for three months.

Now?Now Deputy Lieutenant Li always sees the doctor for an autopsy with his mother's brand of cattle in his mouth.

"The spicy taste is better than the original one, try it if you don't believe me." Lieutenant Li enthusiastically recommended it to his team members.Two newcomers gritted their teeth and stared at each other. Their eyes circled inconceivably between Deputy Captain Li and the scarlet strips of meat on the dissecting table.

But such Vice-team Li sometimes gets stuck.

After all these years as a criminal police officer, this was the first time he encountered a victim who didn't have any flesh.

The old man who farmed in the suburban county dug out a skull and was so frightened on the spot that he rolled his eyes and knocked hard on the ridge of the field. If the second girl from the next door just happened to pass by and helped call the police, the uncle's life might have died. I have to explain it next to the skeleton.

The informant was very urgent and tearful on the phone, Li Weiran put down a lunch box of stir-fried shrimps, and ran out with his team.When he rushed to the scene, he realized that this might be the whitest and cleanest crime scene he had ever seen, even better than the arm of the young leader of the beggar gang—except that there was a lot of mud on the skeleton.

Because it was too clean, the eyes of the forensic autopsy were dull.

"Male, Mongolian race, 25-35 years old, healed after the fracture of the right tibia, and died about three years ago."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Li Weiran held the beef jerky with a look of disbelief, Dr. Liu, you have never been so weak before!

"Why is your mouth so wide open? Your skeleton is cleaner than my face. You don't even have a piece of cloth on your body. Except for your right calf, there are no wounds or scars on your whole body. If you strangle me to death, I will just say a few words."

"That... DNA..."

"DNA? Yes, I mentioned it. You can take it for testing. If the results are not compared with other samples, I'll wait to see you stare at the dumb-eyed gangsters in your team."

Don't wait until then, right now, Li Weiran's big eyes are about to fly out of their sockets and hit Liu Fayi's forehead.

Afraid of being attacked by eyeballs, Liu Fayi took off his gloves and pulled the paper under the cake box next to him, and wrote an email address under the pressure of Li's status as the second-generation deputy team officer and the team's second-in-command.

"I'll give you a life-saving straw, my classmate's classmate, it is said that he learned skull restoration in the United States."

Li Weiran's eyes flashed, and he slapped the remaining strips of beef into his mouth, chewed twice, and swallowed, "Doctor Liu, I love you, this saved my life! "

“别，你可别爱我，我挨不起局长的揍。”

Liu Fayi thought to himself, I don't know if I can save your life, but this mailbox can save my life now anyway.

Li Weiran held the note and turned to go out. When the door was about to close, she suddenly said from the crack of the door with her curly hair stretched out: "Doctor Liu, you old man eats cakes all the time, is it because you usually see too much meat?" Are you afraid to eat meat?"

Liu Fayi threw out the pen in his hand and slapped it on the door, and the pen tip broke immediately.

"Stinky boy! I have used this pen for ten years!" Liu Fayi hopped his feet, and smoke was coming out of his seven orifices.

Li Weiran, I'm going to sue your father!

Li Weiran, Li's deputy team, and Du Miao son of Director Li's family of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, had already walked away humming a song.

Just an email address, I didn't even ask my classmate's classmate's last name.

Li Weiran lay down on the desk with his head stuck and sighed.

It would definitely be unwise to ask Dr. Liu again. If he wanted to punch himself twice, that would be considered self-defense, revenge for the pen.

But seeing how fluent his e-mail address is, obviously it can't be Fuzhixin's temporary rescue, and he should have contacted someone long ago?

Thinking of this, Officer Li suddenly became energetic again.

"Hello, I'm Li Weiran, the deputy captain of the criminal police team of Yu City Public Security Bureau, a colleague of Liu Ming's forensic doctor. There is a difficult case that may require the use of skull restoration technology. Liu forensic doctor said that you are an expert. May I ask you a question or two?"

Li Weiran tapped on the keyboard to delete, delete, and delete.

Without a title, I always feel awkward, and this half-literate wording is also convincing.

Officer Li complained to himself, then hesitantly clicked send.

Anyway, he attached a letter of introduction from the Bureau and his own identification, so he couldn't be regarded as a liar.

I don't know if the classmate of the forensic medicine classmate is also a doctor, whether it is a dead person or a living person. In short, it seems to be very busy, the email is sent, and there is no answer, just wait.

Of course, Li Weiran did not expect to hang himself on this tree.

The mother cow couldn't help being hungry at all, a lunch box of stir-fried shrimps was eaten up by someone who didn't know how to be good at it, Deputy Lieutenant Li felt empty and cried for his mother's stomach, rolled his eyes, and waved his hand, saying hello My younger brother, come to the scene.

The younger brothers cheered up, gnawed on an apple with bread in their mouths, and followed the slender Lieutenant Li to go outside with a greasy face.

"I heard that Vice-Captain Li is just recovering from a serious illness. With this energy, why does it look like he just beat someone to a serious illness?"

"Healed from a serious illness. It was because of a big case. Deputy Lieutenant Li was hijacked by a perverted killer for many days. I heard that he was hypnotized and almost shot himself to death. The movement at that time was earth-shattering, but it is a pity. It was in an American hospital, and not many people in our team have seen it. You are not a local, of course you don’t know.”

"Suoga, you're so awesome, why don't you tell me about it later?"

"Ask Vice Captain Li yourself!"

The two new policemen were whispering at the end of the line, but senior Xiao Zhang slapped each of them on the forehead: "Don't talk nonsense, Lieutenant Li finally recovered, you two little brats, give me a break." Son!"

The policeman covered his head and stuck out his tongue.

I heard that Deputy Captain Li is the big baby of the entire Yu City Criminal Police Team, so it seems true.

After the investigation and visit, it was dark.

The old man who found the skeleton lay on the bed and cried out.

"I don't know what's going on, that piece of land was planted by my ancestors for generations, and this kind of evil thing happened in no time!"

Er Niu is eloquent: "Uncle Zhou's family has always lived in the village. I heard from my mother that their family has been planting that piece of land for more than ten years. There are no strange people coming. The village is small and everyone knows each other. If anyone is not at home or When a new face comes, everyone in the village knows it.”

After asking around but finding nothing, Vice Captain Li held his stomach in his hands and walked back with his back bowed and his face darkened.

The yellow team had a meeting for a day, and at this time they stood at the gate of the bureau to greet their younger brothers.

"Wei Ran, haven't you eaten yet? Hurry up and get me off work and find something warm to fill my stomach. Look at your face." Let the director see how I explain later!

Li Weiran straightened his back, waved his hands and walked to the noodle shop next to him, and came back after a while carrying a packing box.

Team Huang was still at the door, seeing this situation, he was very angry: "Do you have a feud with your family or a relationship with your desktop computer? Have a noodle and pack it back to the office?"

Li Weiran didn't panic when he had food in his hand, he straightened his waist and straightened his back: "I'm waiting for a skull restoration expert to reply, I'll go up and have a look, and if I do, I'll contact them as soon as possible."

Team Huang didn't know what to do, he waved his hands and ignored it: "Go, go, I'm out of sight and out of mind."

Vice Captain Li ate noodles in his seat.

After two mouthfuls of hot noodles, my stomach finally calmed down.After eating, he held the teacup with both hands and poured water into his stomach, gulping after gulp, thinking of Yaoyao while drinking.

"Wei Ran, you look at a clean and gentle young man. Since you were young, you have never seen you fighting and running around like those wild boys. Why did you go to a police academy and enter the criminal police team, and you became a rough old man? Like, eating and drinking water is the same as fighting?"

Meng Yao, Li Haoran's childhood sweetheart, the object of his crush for many years, the Yaoyao in Li Haoran's mouth, the perfect little sister in his eyes, and the future wife in his heart.

It's a pity that no matter how many times you talk about it in your mouth, your eyes, your heart, your secret love is just a secret love. If you are in love with a concubine or have no intentions, falling flowers follow flowing water, flowing water goes east to the sea, and never returns west.Li Weiran discovered that she liked someone from the age of 19, had a crush on her until the age of 29, but was too embarrassed to speak up, and finally watched her Yaoyao become someone else's Yaoyao.

That other person was an expert in criminal psychology in the police force, Professor Fu Shiyu.

From then on, seeing Yaoyao and her professor Fu getting along in the police force, Li Weiran didn't know how he could bear the old blood in his chest back.

Meng Yao was originally hired by Fu Shiyu as an assistant, but later Fu Shiyu was hired by the police force to help, and Meng Yao naturally found a job in the police force.

Ever since she started working in the police force, Meng Yao has really seen Li Weiran at work.

It was the first time I saw him take a group of boys to eat. A group of 1.7-1.8-meter-tall men squatted and stood against the wall and stepped on stools, holding lunch boxes and raking food into their mouths, raking and yelling : "Hurry up and eat, there is still a jumper waiting after eating!"

Meng Yao vaguely recalled certain scenes from the animal world.

Can't bear to see.I didn't expect you to be so Weiran.

At that time, Li Weiran's crush on her was not dead yet, and when she saw Meng Yao appearing, she blushed instantly, and it was not a bad idea to eat with a lunch box in her hand, because if she didn't eat, she would be too greedy to look at the glistening braised pork , embarrassingly capitalized.

now?Now in the eyes of Vice Captain Li, Meng Yao is the same as Fu Shiyu, they have no gender, they are brothers, oh, brothers and sisters are fine, whatever you want.Anyway, Meng Yao and Fu Dashen have been together for a long time, and they have learned to only eat white meat. A plate of white meat is okay for the first two times, but every day?Yaoyao, let's say goodbye manually.

Officer Li was complaining with his eyes closed, when the computer suddenly ding-dong.

A classmate of a forensic classmate wrote back.

"Officer Li, hello, I don't know Forensic Doctor Liu, but his classmate told me about you. I have read the details of the case you sent me. It is not a big problem to restore the appearance of the deceased with the skull, but the thickness of the muscles depends on the situation. These are the average values ​​of this race and age group. The accuracy is not high and can only be used as a reference. If you think it is feasible, we can talk about it in detail, but I work in a hospital and I am quite busy. I am usually free after 12 o'clock in the evening. .In addition, my surname is Zhao."

Li Weiran tapped his fingers on the table, knuckles rubbed against knuckles, one by one staggered up and down, like black and white keys on a piano.

Doctor Zhao.

☆, 3 strokes

The last time the male peacock, Zhao Mingcheng, had a quick glance at the bar, he was busy for more than a month.

Time flew by in the blink of an eye, and even Xiao Xiao didn't show up.

Zhao Mingcheng was really surprised by this.

Ever since he formally broke up with her, Xiao Xiao acted like a little princess who was robbed of toys so that Oscar would kneel down and give her a statuette. No matter whether Zhao Mingcheng emphasized "We have broken up" with a sullen face or a smile, it sounded like she was saying "Xiao Xiao, I really love you very much". Dr. Zhao is hanging in the same posture as a satchel.

Zhao Mingcheng was very helpless.

Mating, pollination, hormonal attraction, platonic abandonment.Since the wings can't flap at a consistent frequency, don't pretend to fly together.

Why don't you understand such a simple truth, Xiao Xiao?

Even if you don't understand, you can still understand the Chinese pronunciation of "we are not suitable", right?

You don’t read books, you don’t listen to music, you don’t know how to be humorous, it’s not that I despise you for being uneducated, it’s that I’m too pretentious to talk without quoting scriptures, and it’s uncomfortable for you to drink and eat meat. Can the rich family do it?

Zhao Mingcheng was pestered by his ex-girlfriend for a month or two, and he was already manic. Suddenly, he found that the trigger factor for mania had not appeared for almost a month. His first reaction was not joy, but anxiety.

It's not like Xiao Xiao's style to be silent for so long.

Give up?finally gave up?Ken set me free?

Dr. Zhao had just undergone a major hip replacement surgery, and now his hands and feet are numb, and his brain is not working well, so he can't analyze the specific reason for his ex-girlfriend's disappearance.The thumping little heart struggled for a while, and decisively decided to give up the entanglement.

Forget it, no matter what her situation is, anyway, the world is finally clean, and butterflies can finally fly solo.

So, the tired deputy director Zhao took his beautiful hand, lying silkworm and subwoofer, and happily prepared to fly solo.

Speaking of which, these three things have always been Zhao Mingcheng's sharp weapon to attract mad bees, waves and butterflies, and they can be called Dr. Zhao's three deadly tricks.

Just like the sword of the third young master, the knife of the golden lion king, and the lime powder of Lu Dinggong, the three deadly moves have accompanied Zhao Mingcheng since he was an adult, allowing him to fly higher and higher on the golden solo butterfly road, high and floating.

However, when flying high, few bees and butterflies can keep up with this speed and altitude.Oxygen deficiency and insufficient wing vein strength are like a person whose bones are too brittle to hold vigorous exercise and a brain full of knowledge and wisdom.Xiao Xiao is one of the little butterflies left behind.

Dr. Zhao said that after all, the skeleton is still not perfect.

When it comes to the perfect skeleton, of course it has to be the one in the bar on Maoming Road.

Zhao Mingcheng looked at himself in front of the mirror again.

It seems to be two points more perfect than my skeleton.

But it may be too long, remember wrong.

Dr. Zhao, who bravely admitted that he was wrong, decided to correct his mistakes with a scientific attitude.

So he appeared again in the small bar on Maoming Road.

This time, instead of shrinking in the corner, he opened his screen in front of the bar with a high-profile gin and tonic.

There is such a Buddha in the small bar, and it is still plated with gold, which is attracting everyone's attention.

Zhao Mingcheng was a little complacent, and he couldn't help being a little frivolous, his screen opened brightly, his big white teeth shining brightly in the light.

It's a pity that the perfect skeleton is not there, and I don't know who to compare with or show to.

Zhao Mingcheng's X-ray vision scanned the audience, but no one was seen.

Suddenly a burst of loss.

The world is full of fragrance in April.

Who are the people sitting here?No one can straighten their waists?

After finishing a glass of gin and tonic, Zhao Mingcheng lost interest.

It's better to read books and play games at home, and come here to dry yourself for most of the night!

Zhao Mingcheng, you probably need to go to Shenwai to get an account.

In fact, it didn't really hang out for most of the night.

There were many people who stayed by his side all night, there were men and women, with different appearances.

Dr. Zhao sighed secretly in his heart: If the heart is there, the dream is there, how much wine is produced, and how bold people are.Just this group of people, come to strike up a conversation with me?

His face was polite.

Seeing the man coming up, he smiled politely and sat upright with the subwoofer on: "Sorry, I'm waiting for my girlfriend."

Seeing the girl coming up, he pursed his lips and smiled, and looked at the door with winking eyes: "My boyfriend is coming soon, do you want to join us?"

The low tide effective rate is as high as 90.00%.

The remaining [-] failure rate must be counted on Perfect Skeleton.

Impatient, Dr. Zhao ordered another tequila sunrise, intending to leave after taking the last sip.

The bar suddenly fell silent for two seconds, and then again.

Zhao Mingcheng turned his head reflexively, and saw that skeleton wrapped in his beautiful skin, sitting quietly on the stage.

He didn't speak, and his whole body had a soft light effect, furry and warm.

Zhao Mingcheng felt a little pain in his eyes.

"Haven't felt well

snowflake climate

we tremble together

I will understand more about what kindness is

not holding hands with you

Walk through the deserted dunes

Maybe learn to cherish from now on

forever and ever

sometimes sometimes

I will believe that everything has an end

meet and leave sometimes

Nothing is immortal

......"

The thick voice on the stage sang thin love songs, misplaced and sad.

Zhao Mingcheng's throat moved, and again.

Say you are literary and artistic, are you still out of breath?One song Faye Wong, another one Faye Wong, is there an end?

The ridicule was full, but the person was not hot anymore. Zhao Mingcheng walked to the front of the stage in two steps with his neck spine straightened and his tail spine swung.

No way, long legs have an advantage.

After disturbing the bar all night, causing undercurrents to surge in all directions, the golden Buddha, who was not at peace everywhere, actually moved.Holding a wine glass and crossing his arms, his big eyes and long eyelashes flicked slightly, like an Amazon butterfly flapping its wings, stirring up a Texas tornado.

The wind howled through the bar.

"He said he was waiting for his boyfriend, and it turned out to be this handsome guy! With a face!"

"Impossible, they look so much alike, brother?"

"You look at that look in the audience, bro? You're lying!"

"Hmph, you said you have a girlfriend, just such a girlfriend?!"

The men and women who had just returned home in defeat, now turned into fighters in the demon altar.

If you can't get you, at least you can talk about you.

Zhao Mingcheng looked devout.

I surrender!

You are beautiful, you are more beautiful than me!

This pair of skeletons, how to find a way to touch it.

The orthopedic surgeon's professionalism suddenly came into play, and Deputy Director Zhao couldn't control the ten fingers, each of which was shouting "I want to fly solo, I want to touch my tail".

Probably because Zhao Mingcheng's eyes were too bright, the skeleton on the stage finally realized that someone was staring at him.

However, the skeleton only tilted its head slightly, looking at the wind passing by, like a dragonfly catching water, it would go away at the touch of a touch, flapping its wings and flying away without looking back.

Leave empty, a circle of ripples.

Zhao Mingcheng could hardly believe it.

Even if you look smarter than me, it doesn't mean you can ignore my existence!

At this moment, he suddenly missed Xiao Xiao a little bit.

The feeling of being held in the palm of the hand and chased by someone is better than being swept by the end of the eye without a crow's feet!

Dr. Zhao, who had collapsed without doing anything, felt that the light on the stage was too dazzling, and his position was too conspicuous.

Not good, light, noise, Faye Wong's songs, everything is not good.

Dr. Zhao was angry with whom he didn't know, and walked back to the bar, swiping his wine glass heavily.

"Have a Manhattan!"

The bartender is no stranger.

Well, the bar is a place where you tease me and I tease you. If the teasing succeeds, everyone is happy, and if the teasing fails, everyone can drink away their worries.

But it's the first time I've seen someone who grows up like this and still fails.

Zhao Mingcheng was pinching the slender foot of the wine glass, as if holding someone's neck, cautiously vicious, menacingly gentle.

The cup is bright red, taking a sip, as if drinking filtered blood.

The spirits slid down his throat, reinflating the blood-drinking doctor.

The three life-threatening moves haven't been used yet, so they are defeated like this?

Zhao Mingcheng narrowed his eyes and beckoned.

The waiter leaned over to take orders.

The skeleton on the stage is still singing.

"But I sometimes

I would rather choose nostalgia than let go

Wait until the scenery is clear

Maybe you will accompany me to watch the long stream of water"

The long legs drooped from the high chair, stretched into a smooth "human" character, with a willow body, which looks charming at first, then tough, and finally looks pretty.

At the end of the song, the waiter came to the stage and handed over a glass of wine, which was also bright red.

The corner of the beautiful skeleton's eyes swept across the bar, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

The doctor at the bar raised his glass, and the Jaquet Droz enamel-painted tiger watch on his wrist was shining brightly.

The lying silkworm should also be bright at this time.

Zhao Mingcheng was very proud.

When the waiter came back, he still had the wine in his hand, a note and two red tickets on the bottom of the glass.

Zhao Mingcheng accepted the note with a face as indifferent as possible.

It was actually torn from a small book that I carried with me. It was light yellow, with text lines lined up one by one, and the upper and lower ends were carefully torn off, as if some invisible words were originally printed there. .

The handwritten characters are very similar to the skeleton itself, jagged, dense, with beautiful frames and strong buttons.

"Where there is no fragrant grass in the end of the world, don't be a man, okay?"

Dr. Zhao's indifferent mask shattered into one hundred and eight thousand pieces.

What about the literary youth?What's the matter with this half-literal doggerel?

There is a line of PS at the back: "200 yuan to buy a bouquet of flowers for your little girlfriend, don't drink too much and go home early."

Do you still rhyme when you write a PS?Addicted to poetry?

No, who said I'm going to pick you up? !Who told you that? !

It's rare to meet someone who is as good-looking as I am. Wouldn't it be nice to make a friend and have a glass of wine?

Who said I'm going to fuck you? !

Are you smarter than me?Interested in guessing?

Who said I'm going to fuck you? !

But it seems to be quite clever!

But being smart doesn't mean I want to pick you up!

Who told you I'm going to fuck you? !

What does 200 yuan mean?

You pay me back? !

Even if I want to pick you up, what do you mean by giving me money?

What exactly do you mean? !

When did I say I was going to pick you up? ! !

Hey, no!Who told you I have a little girlfriend?

Which eye did you see? !

So you already followed me?

Is this pissing me off?

Who allowed you to fuck me? !

Let's break up!We broke up a long time ago!

Knowing that I have a girlfriend but not knowing that I broke up? !

Are you following me or not following me? !

Who told you I'm going to fuck you? ! ! !

You tell me clearly!

Zhao Mingcheng chewed the cherries until the juice splashed, and almost swallowed the pits together.

Doctor Zhao = Waterloo.

=GAME OVER.

=KO.

= Sayanara.

☆、4 nights

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Li Weiran was typing on the computer in the house.

It is common for criminal policemen to stay up for several days and nights when they are busy, but