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Roald shut the nagging Xiao Hei out of the door.

But he couldn't ignore the successive messages from his brother on his phone.

"Did you go to Field today?"

"And invited a woman to dinner?"

"Did I give too much dream fund? Or homesick?"

While processing the files, Luo Yidao scanned the dialog boxes on the computer screen from the corner of his eye.

Finally, there were two "cough coughs", and there was a reply in the penguin box.

Luo Yidao immediately put down the document in his hand.

"Go, the food is pretty good, you can give the manager a raise."

Roald scooped up the dessert with a small spoon, and typed his reply carelessly and slowly with his free other hand.

"I didn't hire a woman. Forget it, the manager's salary won't go up. Why do I tell you this? I'm the boss."

Jack of the Field Hotel was finishing delivering a guest, and suddenly sneezed without warning. He rubbed his nose, suspecting that he had blown too much from the air conditioner in the past two days.

At this time, he didn't know that he missed the "salary increase"!

Roald replied to the message without missing a word, "I've started to make money on my own, so I want to invite someone I know..."

He entered and deleted this jargon, and thought about it several times, and somehow remembered——

That jade white palm stretched out towards him, and that man's gentle eyes that seemed to drown someone, his voice was also nice, with a bit hoarse in the cold, "Let me introduce, this is my boyfriend, Roald."

Thirteen short words, connected end to end in Roald's mind, circling non-stop.

Until the phone in front of him vibrated again, a new message brought him back to reality.

"Since you don't plan to go home yet, the money for today's meal has been deducted from your dream fund."

Luo Yidao looked at the dialog box that displayed "the other party is typing...", feeling a little annoyed, so he replied directly with a cruel heart.

Roald was dumbfounded, it was obviously his own restaurant, why did he need money to eat?

However, the business of the shops under his name is basically managed by the elder brother, and he never cares about it at ordinary times. Now, he is very poor!

As soon as this message was sent, Roald received a reminder message from the bank. Your account was debited at 2011:7 on July 25, 22, RMB 18, and the account balance was 50000.

Roald stood up abruptly and called his brother.

"Brother! How can you do this! This is against the rules!"

"Your meal is the last dessert and the taxi service. The total is more than 3000. I'll give you a fraction, and it's only [-]." Otherwise, he wouldn't know everything about Roald inviting women to dinner.

"That... that's my restaurant. Why do I have to pay for my meal?" Roald wished he could break one dollar into two, and drew his [-] dream fund at once. He was in a hurry. cry out!

"If you go home now, I can double the money to compensate you, but now you are a brave and independent laborer, and you are not the young master of Luo's family. Wouldn't it be nice not to pay for meals?" Luo Yidao had already thought about it. I just blocked my brother's mouth.

Anyway, it's just a sentence, if you don't go home, you have to accept the punishment!

Roald was speechless, but instead lost his temper, "I won't go back, fifty thousand is fifty thousand, I can already make money, I made 12 thousand! I can afford it!"

He hung up the phone angrily, turned his head and fell on the bed.

As a result, the bed was very hard, he kowtowed, and his hands were all red, but the pain in his body could not cover up the hurt in his heart, it was a dream fund of [-] yuan... How could big brother be so cruel !

Although I have made money now, the 12 yuan has to be filmed for three months, and there is still a payment process after the filming... I don’t know when it will be in my hands. Brother Tang, I don't know how much I can have left...

Thinking of this, Roald became even angrier!

He unilaterally decided not to report the situation to his elder brother for three days, and when asked, he said that he had no money and couldn't afford the phone bill!

After lying on the bed for a while, Roald still struggled to get up and finished the dessert on the table.

At the same time, Tang He at the opposite door hesitated again and again, and entered the four words "Love Without Borders" under the verification question of the penguin group.

After passing the verification soon, Tang He felt that the phone was a little hot when he touched it.

Because of this group, it seems a little too lively?

"welcome!"

"A newcomer is here!"

"Wow, it turned out to be a little brother! Welcome little brother!"

"Niao Da, look quickly, little brother is here, are you sure you don't want to flirt?"

A dozen or so messages popped up all at once, and many of them were emojis, clapping, and circling. In short, they were welcoming newcomers.

Tang He glanced at the total number of people at the top, plus he only had thirteen people, why did he talk about hundreds of people?

Also, what is the name of the big bird?Another nickname for the old bird?

Tang He couldn't help but click on the members of the group. He didn't know if he didn't look at them. He was startled when he saw that there were only two men in this group, he and Xi Niao, and the rest were all girls?

[Group leader Xi Niao]: Welcome newcomers!

Tang He changed the nickname of the group and replied.

[Banyan Tree]: Thank you everyone!

However, other people's focus is still-

"Is it little brother?"

"So the little brother who read the text of the bird...you know..."

"Wow, bird big, your love has come!"

Tang He couldn't help but brought Yi Xinlong's face into his face, always having the illusion that "my opening method must be wrong".

He originally thought that according to the violent temper of Xi Niao who would rather pay liquidated damages than adapt the story himself, he would not talk to these little sisters who were married to him, but in the end——

[Group leader Xi Niao]: So the banyan tree is a boy, can we have a private chat?

As soon as he spoke, the group immediately exploded, and eleven people chatted about the feeling of a million sailors.

"!!! Do you know each other? It feels like there is a story!"

"Bird didn't talk until he was big, so he was waiting for the little brother!"

"If that's not love!"

"What are you talking about privately? Is there anything we can't listen to?"

"Don't treat us as outsiders, we are all from our own family, just chat (flirt) casually!"

……

Tang He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, why did he feel that in just a few sentences, the girls in this group had just imagined a novel.

There was a red 1 on the contact at the bottom of the phone's Penguin main interface, and Tang He knew it was a friend request from Xi Niao.

He originally joined the group to get in touch with this future screenwriter master, but unexpectedly, the other party was more proactive than himself.

I glanced at the group chat again.

"As long as you take the initiative, you will have a story! Bird Da Chong!"

"The bird is so quiet, I thought you were a victim, but I didn't expect..."

"Niaoda is a good name, how could it be Shou!"

"Come on, Niao Da, take down the little brother, and use your stories to write articles in the future!"

"Yes, yes, publish a book, and we will be rewarded for smashing mines!"

……

It was obvious that a group of little girls were running the train with their mouths full of mouths, but Tang He looked at the "1" that popped up on the contact person, and it became more and more wrong.

Without hesitating for too long, he accepted Xi Niao's friend application.

This time the other party directly sent a voice over.

Tang He was a little uncertain about the other party's intentions, but he clicked on to listen.

"Are you really a boy?"

"Can I have a word?"

"Are you that one?"

The voice is nice, bright and juvenile, but these words cannot withstand careful consideration.

And looking at the way the other party sent three voices in a row, it seemed a little anxious.

But thinking that he was here to solicit the other party, Tang He pressed the voice button, "I am."

Two words answer three questions.

Xi Niao fell into a minute-long silence, Tang He took the initiative to type, "I have a boyfriend."

It's not that he is narcissistic, it's mainly because of the incitement of the girls in the group and Xi Niao's strange and active behavior that Tang He had to say a word before soliciting to draw a clear line.

At this time, Tang He was already sure that Xi Niao was a person in the same way as him.

It’s just that he didn’t know the reason in his previous life. He deleted his original Danmei thread and wrote a story about only Shimizu’s brotherhood. Those who didn’t know it even thought it was an upgrade and no CP direction.

"Sorry, I'm a little excited." The other party quickly typed back.

The young man was covered in a quilt. The summer was already scorching hot. In order to prevent people from noticing the light of his phone, he even wrapped his whole body in a thick quilt. He was already sweating profusely by now.

However, at this moment, Xi Que couldn't care about the dripping sweat, and his typing hands trembled a little.

"It's the first time I've met someone like me!"

Tang He felt relieved, the other party was underage now, so it was normal that he had never met a comrade. It was very distressing for adolescent boys to keep doubting their own sexuality, and if they were not careful, they would be treated as monsters by the people around them.

"You just said you have a boyfriend! Really?"

The other party's typing speed is very fast. It is very strange that Tang He can read the other party's slightly excited mood from it, which is obviously an ordinary conversation. Is this probably the charm of the writer?

"Well, the relationship was just confirmed today." Tang He said half-truth, anyway, in his heart, this day is also the night of dating with Er De.

"That's great!" The corners of Xi Que's mouth could not help but rise, and he began to chatter about his affairs.

"I dare not tell other people that I am a man and I like men. This is the first time I have met someone like me."

"When you left a message, I looked at the name and thought it might be a boy, and I guessed it right."

"My friends didn't know about it, but they were discovered by my family."

"My mother kept saying that I was sick and wanted to take me to see a doctor..."

"I've been told too many times by her, and I'll wonder if I'm sick."

"I once had a boy I liked, but I never dared to confess. After tomorrow's graduation party, we may never see each other again..."

"I still want to work hard once. He knows that I am writing a novel, and maybe he is still reading the stories I wrote, so I will..."

There was no need for Tang He to deliberately lead him to find a topic, the thoughtful Xi Niao met someone like himself for the first time, and told this stranger everything.

Probably because they have the same sexual orientation, and there is no intersection in the real world, and the other party has found a boyfriend today... With the idea of ​​meeting a confidant and being happy, Xi Bird talked about his plan without hesitation, he I am going to confess to the boy I like at tomorrow's graduation party, and ask him if he has read the latest chapter of my novel...

He said a long list, but Tang He didn't reply a word.

Because he almost guessed the ending.

The ending of the previous life.

After Xi Niao became famous, he didn't reveal his sexuality. In fact, anyone who has anything to do with the entertainment industry would not reveal his sexuality on the stage.

And judging from the fact that Xi Niao's writing style has changed a lot since then, and there are no more danmei lines in his works, his confession probably failed.

"Hey?"

"Banyan tree, are you still there?"

"Do you think my confession tomorrow will be successful?"

The boy covered with a quilt hid in the darkness, but his eyes were filled with the faint light of the mobile phone. His face was full of surprise, as if he had been swimming in the boundless sea for a long time, and finally saw a small island, which stood far away. Looking at a person, he was obviously about to drown, but he still smiled and waved, eager to get encouragement from a person he finally met.

Tang He put his fingers on the keyboard, and he typed a long list of contents in the dialog box, and he deleted them one by one. After a long time, he let out a foul breath and replied.

"wish you success!"

The author has something to say: After checking, I am not sure if Penguin has turned on the voice function in 2011

Baidu told me it seems to be possible (cover face)

If not, just treat it as a small bug that doesn’t affect reading, don’t be too serious, little cuties~

There will be a big fat chapter tomorrow!real!