Who calls this thing a god?

December 31st, the last day of the year.

As in previous years, Bureau Nine held its annual gala.

It's not much different from other company's team building - except for the show on stage.

Seeing that Jiang Fusheng was about to turn into a stage for the corpse throwing scene, he pissed off Yang Hao and said, "This fucking works so hard every year. Every time I watch it, I'm afraid that he won't be able to make it through this year."

Yang Hao clinked glasses with a friend passing by, and said with a half-smile, "You can still watch the show like watching the Spring Festival Gala, and other people's attention has already been fixed on the C position."

"C position? Where is C position?" Jiang Fusheng looked around: "Let me see which younger brother dares to take grandpa's C position."

Yang Hao rolled his eyes, twisted his head and turned to the back: "I will recognize my relative after seeing clearly."

With so many people, Jiang Fusheng didn't have to look away to see the "C position" in Yang Hao's mouth.

Because there is no one in a ten-meter radius around that person, and there is no grass growing, it is too fucking conspicuous.

Jiang Fusheng pretended to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, struggling to turn his head back: "Rebel, let go of being a teacher. I still want to pass this year as a teacher."

Seeing that Yang Hao was unmoved, he beat Yang Hao hard again, and said in a sharp tone: "Hurry up, the teacher is going to sit down!"

Yang Hao: "Bahahahahaha, I didn't expect that, Master, my apprentice will send you on your way today!"

Master Jiang was furious: "Cao Nima——"

His master is unlucky, and the "C position" on the other side is popular and hot.

Standing at the long table, Qi You was biting a small cake. He chewed very slowly, and looked quite gentle and seductive.

He wore a set of more casual clothes today, which made him look a bit young.

Qiyou has always disliked being part of these lively scenes, but occasionally, he would have a sense of freshness on a whim.

Occasionally want to get involved.

"This gentleman." A wine glass stretched out beside him lightly touched his glass of juice, making a crisp sound.

"Are you alone?"

Qiyou didn't have to turn his head, he could tell which bastard it was from the sound.

He opened his mouth and said, "Ten."

"Ten?" Lu Chan pretended to be surprised, approached him slightly, and said with a smile as if sniffing the roses, "Mister, you might as well try me, I'm better than ten people."

Qi You: "..."

He looked at him blankly.

Lu Chan was unmoved, and with a gentle smile that seemed to have no oppression, he pretended to be innocent and said, "Little friend, you are young, don't be full of yellow eyes."

Unima.

Qiyou sneered: "You are so careless every day, aren't you?"

Lu Chan blinked at him: "I'm not doing my job, I'm doing it for you."

"..."

Qiyou's face turned half green at first, and he didn't appreciate it at all: "Thank you, I got caught."

When he said that, Lu Chan was not angry at all, and looked around with a smile on his face, "Mr., everyone else is watching you secretly."

This sentence is true, Qi Yousheng has a good appearance, and because of the nature of his work, he basically never shows his face in front of others.

So this appearance is of course inevitable to be scanned by the naked eye.

"so what?"

Lu Chan withdrew his gaze, sticking to his body like a spider's thread, lingering and shrinking.

"So... are we now having an affair in a fair manner?"

Qiyou: "..." God damn cheating.

Lu Chan pretended to be distressed and worried: "Will those ten partners of yours be very sad if they find out?"

He said so, but approached quite unconsciously, almost touching Qiyou's chest, and raised his eyebrows contemptuously at him.

The others looked at him with astonishment and ambiguity.

It really makes people feel a kind of immoral shame.

Instead of retreating, Qiyou grabbed his tie, twirled it with his fingertips, and said in a slightly raised tone, "Is this considered an affair?"

His gaze was quite provocative, and his arrogant posture was like a poisonous rose, which was not offensive, but instead aroused Lu Chan's desire to conquer.

Lu Chan asked sincerely, "Oh, so what counts as having an affair?"

The prey didn't cooperate, Qiyou loosened his tie, took the juice glass, and walked away with a downcast face: "Who the hell is cheating on you."

Who knew that this sentence would change its meaning in Lu Chan's ears, he thought for a moment and nodded and said: "That's right, we two are not cheating, it's aboveboard."

Qiyou: "..." I am an eggplant in the open and aboveboard.

Although his face was not very good-looking, he also acquiesced to Lu Chan's behavior of following up.

Ignoring other people's probing gazes, he casually found a seat away from the stage and away from the crowd.

Alone beautiful.Invincible

Lu Chan sat down very naturally, exerting the effectiveness of the dog skin plaster to the extreme.

He turned his head and whispered to Qi You: "Tomorrow, I will make dumplings on New Year's Day, what kind of stuffing do you want to eat?"

When it comes to eating, Qiyou probably got a little bit more energy, thought for a while and said: "Three delicacies of meat."

"Shrimp?"

"Ah."

Lu Chan pursed his lips and smiled, and touched Qiyou's hand on his lap. Seeing that he didn't hate him, he held it carefully, and gently rubbed his knuckles.

The movement like a fish swimming in water makes people feel itchy.

"I'm running out of vinegar at home, I'm going to buy it tonight."

Qi You tilted his head: "Yes."

While the two people were talking back and forth, their hands were already slowly clasping each other, palm to palm, finger root to finger root, fingers interlocking.

The soft light hits the face, reflecting the spring water in the eyes, but it seems a little quiet.

Jiang Fusheng saw this scene from a distance, obviously they were two extremes who seemed to be incompatible, but as long as they appeared together, even if they didn't speak, they would give people a feeling of perfect match.

He thought that maybe the love of the gods was like this.

When he was still adding filters to his brother's beautiful love, his brother followed his gaze and looked over.

Jiang Fusheng: "?"

Lu Chan didn't show any expression, he just sat up a little bit to block the little princess next to him, and glanced at him silently.

Jiang Fusheng: "???"

brother? ? ? ?What the hell are you doing? ? ? ?

Jiang Fusheng almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood, but Lu Chan had already turned his head away from him.

Feeling depressed, he sent Lu Chan a WeChat message: [Brother! duck don't have to! ! ! 】

Lu Chan returned the message with one hand: [? 】

Ask your number!

Jiang Fusheng: [I can't steal your wife from you! ! ! 】

Lu Chan: [I didn't mean that. 】

You don't mean that what do you mean?

Before Jiang Fusheng could reply, he sent another sentence.

[It's just that if you stare at him, he will be unhappy. 】

Jiang Fusheng: "..."

Jiang Fusheng: "..."

Brotherhood?

Am I a fucking searchlight?Does he feel uncomfortable just looking at him? ?

He is planning to make a wave of crazy output, the host on stage please take a step forward:

"Please invite the friend in the red sweater to come on stage and participate in our little game!"

His hand was pointing in the direction of a plague god.

Qi You glanced down at the dark red sweater he was wearing, and looked at the host with no expression.

host:"……"

Uh, shouldn't you move?

He bumped his nose, and gestured his hands to the side as if nothing had happened: "Oh, I'm sorry I read it wrong, it's the gray coat next to my friend in the red sweater—"

When the light was turned on, he saw the face of the king of Hades, who was well-known in the nine innings.

Host: "..." Hiss.

...Will I not be able to pass this year today?

The host got tongue-tied, turned a corner decisively and said, "Just invite me to participate in this little game!"

Jiang Fusheng: "..."

I give eight points to your self-rescue system.

The remaining two points are posted on your forehead.

Lu Chan chuckled lightly, squeezed the little princess's hand: "Want to participate in the little game?"

Qiyou looked at him sideways, with "want to go" written all over his face.

After receiving his "hint", Lu Chan held him on one side and raised his hand on the other.

Qi You: "..."

Everyone except him: "????"

The host wanted to poke his eyes to keep himself safe.

Everyone stood up holding hands, and he could no longer pretend to be dead. He said with a smirk: "...then invite two friends to the stage to participate in a small game..."

Qi You was held by someone's hand, and he could still pretend to be deaf while lying in a chair without changing his face.

If you want to lose face, do it yourself, I will not accompany you.

Lu Chan bent down and said, "Hold me tight."

Qiyou: "?"

He instinctively sensed a sense of ominousness, and just as he was about to perform a death sentence, he was beaten and hugged by Lu Chan in a blink of an eye.

Qiyou: "???"

With a height of about 1.8 meters, Lu Chan carried him effortlessly, and even brought him to the stage calmly.

There was a stalemate at the scene.

The audience below wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to look at Qiyou's face as dark as the bottom of a pot, biting their lips tightly as if they had a stroke.

The host wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "Welcome two friends, let's play our little game now, and let me introduce the rules of the game."

The game he chose is a simple version of "You Draw and I Guess", which is actually fun and easy to operate.

After hearing the rules of the game, Qi You gradually calmed down, and looked sideways at Lu Chan.

Lu Chan also looked at him with a smile.

Games start.

Contestant Lu Chan looked at the title "No Contest with the World" and fell into deep thought.

You are planning to send me away.

Holding the electric brush, he hesitated to draw a lotus flower again and again, and wrote ".jpg." next to it to indicate to him that this was a very popular emoji some time ago.

A certain surfer prayed for Youfu to his heart, and opened his mouth: "Fuck off, you idiot?"

Lu Chan: "..."

What are you watching every day at home.

Seeing his uneasy expression, Qi You thought for a while: "Just take it when you see it? Good luck lotus? I am the only one?"

Lu Chan: "..."

What kind of sand sculpture netizen is this.

Seeing that other audience members were about to faint from laughter, he was afraid that Qiyou would "speak out" again, so he drew a knife next to the lotus flower, and then struck a fork heavily.

Qiyou let out a cry: "No competition with the world."

Lu Chan snapped his fingers.

Jiang Fusheng: "..." Why can you tell.

Switch to the next question.

Looking at the cuboid drawn by Lu Chan, Qiyou fell silent.

What the fuck.

Tombstone?Just show me this? ?

Lu Chan couldn't speak, so he gestured a "4" to him.

Qiyou: "... four words?"

Lu Chan nodded.

Qiyou: "...a plastic lunch box?"

Lu Chan didn't speak, and lightly pointed at his fingertips.

Ten meters away, Qiyou could still see the red trace, which was gorgeous and eye-catching, and it didn't look so annoying now, "...the battery of the mobile phone?"

Lu Chan snapped his fingers.

Jiang Fusheng and others: "??????" How did you figure it out? ?

Everyone, including the host, could see that the two answers were fake, and that the show of love was true, but it happened that the two had such good looks that people couldn't hate them at all.

The host was originally aiming to warm up the scene. Seeing the laughter and laughter below, he stopped the game in a timely manner, smiled and hugged a half-person-high bear from behind the scenes and handed it to Qi You: "Congratulations to these two gentlemen for being honored by us! Prepared small presents."

The fluffy touch seems to be hugged by the bear.

"May your new year be safe and happy, and everything will be successful."

作者有话要说：快要在一起了！！感谢在2020-09-1416:52:09~2020-09-1517:33:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: wryyY1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of embers;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!