Feng Mang

Walking to an apartment, Han Dong said, "Here we are."

"Oh, this place is not bad." Li Shang was quite surprised, "The location is very good, and the real estate is quite new."

Han Dong chuckled, "That's the problem with me. If I don't have money, I'm poor and fastidious. I'm never willing to treat myself badly."

Li Shang walked up and found that the [-]-square-meter house was divided into ten compartments, not including the public toilet and kitchen.Han Dong lived in one of them. To put it bluntly, it was a group rented house, which was slightly better than the basement.

"Come in." Han Dong opened the door for Li Shang.

Li Shang was ashamed, the whole room could no longer be simply described as "chaotic", almost everything was piled up on the floor.Rubber leather, newspapers and magazines, bottles and cans, clothes and snacks... how can there be a place to waste?

"I left in a hurry this morning, so I didn't have time to clean up." Han Dong said, "Find a place to sit."

Li Shang looked around, there was no chair, where should he sit?

Han Dong picked up a piece of rubber leather from the trash, stepped on it a few times, and an inflatable stool came out.

Li Shang asked again: "Where do you sleep at night? On the floor?"

"Isn't there a bed?"

Han Dong stepped on it for a while, and an inflatable mattress came out, and a few more times, and the inflatable pillow came out.

Li Shang swallowed, "Your computer is also inflatable, right?"

Han Dong cast a cold look, "Yes, even I am inflated."

Li Shang turned on the computer casually, and because the startup speed was slow, he took advantage of this time to look around.There is really no decent piece of furniture, except for inflatable or foldable, except for plastic or rubber.More than ten minutes passed, and I looked at the computer screen again, and it hadn't turned on yet.

Oh my god... Li Shang sighed unceasingly, how dare he call this life exquisite?If he was a little bit harsher on himself, wouldn't he have to live in a cesspit?

"My house is good except for the poor sound insulation." Han Dong was quite content.

Li Shang asked: "How bad is the sound insulation?"

Just after asking, there was a faint sound from the room separated by three walls, "We use one alarm clock for 10 houses."

Li Shang, "..."

Han Dong dragged the mouse, "Let me show you the movies I made. Watch this first. My footage is a little over 11 minutes." As he spoke, he dragged and dragged to 10 minutes.

Li Shang waited expectantly, but at 12 minutes, Han Dong asked him, "Did you see it?"

"Ah?" Li Shang blinked, "Did it appear just now? I didn't pay attention!"

"You didn't see such a clear action shot? Drag it back, drag it back, and focus on it."

Li Shang didn't even dare to blink his eyes this time, but he still didn't catch it.

"Why don't you do this, when it's your scene, you can pause for me." Li Shang said.

At a little over 11 minutes, Han Dong suddenly poked the mouse, and it turned out to be early.

Keep playing, click again, "Fuck, it's over."

Dragging back to the point, "It's early again."

"Fuck, it's late again."

"..."

Han Dong rolled up his sleeves and geared up, "I don't believe I can't catch you!"

This time, be sure...the computer crashed.

"It's okay, let's restart." Han Dong said.

Li Shang felt so sad, he finally understood the meaning of Han Dong's phrase "I can't even see it". According to the difficulty of capturing and the configuration of the computer, two lenses are enough for a night of tossing.