Sudden by a hologram

Cheng Beimo heard that Hu Zuo Huyou said that Pei Jiuji was online in his busy schedule, but he only went online to take a look, and then hurriedly logged off.

When Cheng Beimo went offline, the popularity of Pei Jiuji's live broadcast room plummeted instantly, and the onlookers said one after another that they might as well have seen a Hanamaki codeword.

Dropped a bun: Isn’t this a technology streaming studio!So what are you watching live every day? !

Obviously, watching you fall in love.

Anxiously dropped a steamed stuffed bun, and as soon as he got angry, he accidentally beat the bounty task that rolled to [-].

Not very promising.

The bet was lost, and according to the agreement, Pei Jiuji had to attend classes for a week, but he was Pei Jiuji, and for various reasons he would never go to class.

Anyway, I said a week, and I didn't say which week, so I decided not to go.

So a certain person lost a big bun, squatted alone in the dormitory from Thursday to Sunday, and actually finished reading the evil fanfiction, not to mention, in terms of literature, this article is written very well, no matter the plot , or the character design of the two protagonists and several supporting roles, they are all very close to reality.

Authentic as written by someone they know well.

Pei Jiuji was the first to call An Ziming, but it was not, not only not, but he heard An Ziming excitedly discussing the latest plot, and suddenly remembered that Pei Jiuji was Lord Bao, so the two quickly hung up the communication after greeting each other.

In the end, he searched around, got to know Pei Jiuji well, and knew that he was a friend of Baozi himself, but he couldn't find him, so he even asked Qin Ran without hope, and then he gave him a hard time.

Qin Ran: "I don't have anything to do, why write your fanfiction? I'm straight." Although he also read that article.

Pei Jiuji was stunned: "Let me tell you a secret, the chief designer of your variable-wing mech is my sister."

Qin Ran was surprised: "Your sister?" Pei Jiuji felt scolded, and as expected, Qin Ran continued to yell at him, "It's a retractable wing-shaped flying mech. Your sister is so beautiful, why are you so..."

Pei Jiuji hung up the phone, and after a while he received a text message from Qin Ran, "How old is your sister, does she have a boyfriend?"

Pei Jiuji replied, "Get lost."

Received a series of replies, "Hahahahahaha"

So a dumpling was dropped, and Pei Jiuji, happily spending the weekend, suddenly realized that he hadn't finished his homework, so he slapped himself.

It's fun to play, how can you be distracted by homework.

But tomorrow is Cheng Beimo's class, and the teacher Cheng hired by a certain college is on his way back to the college.

......

Jiujiu was depressed in the dormitory every day, and Cheng Beimo took Lianlian away again. Weiming was very unhappy these days, with unhappiness written all over his face.

Baicheng College only opened its gates on weekends. On this day, students went out in groups for leisure and fun. Weiming just lay on the window sill, looking like he was playing with the crowd, and his immature eyes were full of vicissitudes.

A sudden knock on the door attracted the little guy's attention.

Weiming ran over to open the door with bare feet, and Ling Chen was standing at the door, carrying a bag of cherries, "Where's Jiujiu?"

Because it was Weiming who opened the door, he unconsciously followed Weiming's address, but he was stunned when he uttered it. He used to hear Cheng Beimo call him Jiujiu every day in the Lost City, but one day when he really pronounced this intimate address, he was stunned. A strange feeling filled his chest, like the box of red to purple cherries in his hand, filled with a sweet and greasy taste.

Weiming stretched out her little finger and pointed to the room, "It's inside."

Ling Chen squatted down and petted the little guy. At first Weiming wanted to dodge, but this big brother took care of them in the Lost City, so he let him caress him, but Ling Chen didn't expect that although Weiming was a holographic AI, his hair was as normal. Children are generally thick and even softer than ordinary children.

Suddenly he knew why Xi Jiang always bullied Weiming.

"Are you looking after the door yourself? You're so good." Ling Chen praised Weiming, and then Ling Chen gave him the cherries, "Brother just brought back from a trip with his roommate, can I ask you to hand it over to Jiujiu?" ?"

"Yes." Weiming replied straight away, unable to resist the gentle big brother, "Can I eat?"

"Of course." Ling Chen said with a smile, "here are two boxes, the bigger one is for Jiujiu, and the smaller one is for you. AI specializes in eating cherries, which are harmless to your body."

Holding the cherries, Weiming was moved for a long time before whispering, "Thank you."

Weiming's emotional system is not well developed, but this thank you can be seen from the heart.

Ling Chen patted the little guy's head again, "Then I'm leaving."

Weiming waved to him, "Goodbye, brother."

"Goodbye."

Weiming took the cherries and went to wash them immediately. After washing, he placed the cherries neatly on the table in the living room, and wanted to wait for Jiujiu to come out to eat together.

Doing a little ritual in life, Weiming puts it back in the processor and sleeps for a short time. When Pei Jiuji returns to the living room to catch up with homework, Weiming has not yet awakened. There is a sound of the door opening, which makes Weiming wake up vigilantly.

Weiming's ears moved, and he jumped to the door, "Lianlian."

However, Cheng Beimo was the only one who entered the door. He squatted down and touched it, "This time I didn't come again and again."

Weiming was obviously very disappointed, but fortunately, Cheng Beimo gave him a mobile car, which was a 21st century toy car he found when cleaning up the ruins in the corner of the Lost City this time, thinking that it would be just right for Weiming to play with.

Weiming was very happy to get the new toy, the loneliness of a few days suddenly disappeared, and he happily played with the car in the room.

Sometimes Weiming finds out that he doesn't hate Cheng Beimo so much, but actually likes him a little bit.

In the evening, Cheng Beimo secretly fried eggs on the balcony, Pei Jiuji sat in the living room with a cup of tea and watched the news broadcast, Weiming played with the car all afternoon, and finally got tired of playing, and only then did he think of cherries.

On the coffee table in front of Pei Jiuji, someone took away the two trays of cherries carefully placed by Weiming. When Weiming ran to the balcony to ask Cheng Beimo, he found that it was right there on the balcony.

The little guy moved the stool, barely reached the table, picked up a big red cherry, and ran back to the living room excitedly.

"This cherries are not tasty, they are too sweet." Pei Jiuji glanced at them and said, "I ate them this afternoon."

Weiming looked at the cherries in his hand and hesitated for a long time, finally ran back to the balcony, stretched out his hand, "Do you eat cherries?"

Cheng Beimo, "Huh?"

The little guy held up the cherries, and looked at Cheng Beimo devoutly with his big watery eyes. Even the powerful Lord of the Lost City had the softest corner of his heart.

Cheng Beimo squatted down, took the cherries, and touched Weiming with his most gentle voice, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat." Weiming's character of lying and not blinking, who did he follow?

Weiming waited for Jiujiu to come back and never ate cherries, but Jiujiu said it was not delicious. He wanted to know how it tasted, so he opened his eyes wide and looked at Cheng Beimo eagerly.

Under such enthusiastic eyes, Cheng Beimo finished eating the cherries, and when he was about to complain to the children that the cherries were too sweet, he only heard Wei Ming probing his nose, and said leisurely, "Eggs, it's mushy..."

"..."

Sure enough, there is no program that Cheng Beimo can't break, and there is no egg that Cheng Beimo can cook well.

"It seems that this program doesn't work either." Cheng Beimo sighed and looked at Weiming.

Being condescending, Weiming is not afraid of the city lord at all, or his emotions are too dull, he doesn't know what fear is at all, and he asks him in a childlike voice, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Beimo, "You didn't see anything."

"I saw......"

"you have not."

"...I hate you."

When meeting a child, the city lord's IQ dropped straight down.

Sometimes it's not that a person is not good enough, it's just that this person didn't appear at the right time, or this person didn't communicate with each other.

It's like when Ling Chen went out and ran three streets, he chose the sweetest cherries and came back, but he didn't know that Pei Jiuji didn't like sweets at all, but because it was too sweet, he was squeezed into juice to cover up the smell of burnt eggs .

When Pei Jiuji heard the sound and rushed to the balcony half an hour later, the two had already packed up the scene and were lying on the railing tacitly watching the stars.

Pei Jiuji cut to the chase, "What are you doing?"

"No." Cheng Beimo said indifferently, the sound was unusually soft in the breeze.

Weiming also imitated him, "No, we don't have fried eggs."

Cheng Beimo's hand holding the cherry juice trembled slightly:  …

Pei Jiuji roared angrily: Cheng Beimo!

Weiming: Jiujiu is so smart, he can guess all of this.

......

When Pei Jiuji was about to take a shower and go to bed, Cheng Beimo was sitting on the sofa in the living room and seriously preparing for class. Originally, a certain student surnamed Pei insisted on checking before taking a bath, whether he could skip class tomorrow.

"No." Teacher Cheng gave the answer before classmate Pei arrived.

"Cut." Pei Jiuji snorted. To be honest, this junior senior has never been afraid of any teacher, "Then I'll..." Just sleep in class, what's the big deal.

"Then you sit with Ling Chen." Cheng Beimo made trouble ruthlessly and unreasonably.

Pei Jiuji's eyes widened immediately, "This won't work, absolutely not." Ling Chen, the one who killed relatives righteously, Pei Jiuji dared to sit on the podium and sleep openly in front of the teacher, but he didn't dare to take a nap next to Ling Chen.

Seeing Pei Jiuji's panic-stricken look, Cheng Beimo held the book, but suddenly chuckled. The sound was very soft, but in the quiet living room with only two of them, it was very clear.

Pei Jiuji looked at him angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

"No." Cheng Beimo said indifferently, "Have you memorized the formula to be memorized tomorrow?"

I don't know at all.

Cheng Beimo sighed, "It was when I was 10 minutes away from get out of class..." Suddenly thought, "You are sleeping."

"..."

Pei Jiuji lowered his head and looked down at Cheng Beimo. He didn't know if it was because he had too much desire not to endorse the book, or under the warm light, other desires surged up in his heart, making his mouth dry.

"He just wanted to moisten his hoarse throat with the quilt on the coffee table, but accidentally fell down and threw himself into his arms."

Pei Jiuji's mind suddenly reflected a sentence from "Holography" Tongren Wen, but he did not expect to reproduce this sentence on the spot.

Cheng Beimo's book was knocked to the ground by the person in his arms. He maintained the gesture of holding the book, but held Pei Jiuji in his hand. The soft and warm feeling was exactly what he remembered.

For a moment, both of them froze.

It was Pei Jiuji who got up first, and Cheng Beimo hurriedly picked up the textbooks that fell on the ground.

After such a fuss, Pei Jiuji completely thought about it, and had a showdown, "That I don't..." Cheng Beimo squeezed the book's hand quietly, not crooked, he doesn't like you, or no, he doesn't want to live together anymore?Don't have any more contact?

So Pei Jiuji gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and shouted, "I don't want to endorse!"

Cheng Beimo quietly loosened his grip on the book, and replied softly, "Well, I won't force you." He was completely indifferent to such a naughty student, which was not Bingshan's style at all.

And Pei Jiuji took it as an agreement, and happily planned to take a bath, but Cheng Beimo said lightly behind his back, "I won't force you, I will teach you to recite."

Straight, compared with Pei Jiuji, Cheng Beimo is definitely straighter than steel.

The author has something to say: I always feel that I have written a socialist brotherhood. .