Boyfriend Meng A, from ancient times

If there is no accident, I will have an accident. After work was over, I received a kind greeting from Sister Ling on time.

Sister Ling: "Meng Jianjun, Meng Jianjun, you have mastered the traffic code, right? To be a person, you must be down-to-earth, and don't always think about crooked ways!"

Me: "I'm wronged, listen to me—"

Sister Ling: "Go out and explain to the netizens yourself! That friend of yours, let me believe that he is a friend, and every word he says is ambiguous. Please explain to me word by word, sentence by sentence!"

Me: "Okay, sister Ling, I'm sorry to cause you trouble."

beep--

Ugh.

Sister Ling had a loud voice, and my phone leaked the sound again. The one who finished work with me counted as one. I swear they all heard it.

It's not my style not to respond when something goes wrong. I was very sorry for what happened last time. I edited Weibo while getting in the car. After editing, I had to wait until I went back to my old phone to post.

I can imagine He Shi's expression, his eyebrows, nose and mouth are completely motionless, his eyelashes are drooping, and he's outputting a bit of logic, why is he so like a little green tea?

A Q version of He Shi appeared in my mind, with two braids, and the first thing I said was: giegie, I didn't mean it. If someone uses your mobile phone, your fans won't be angry, right?

Ugh, I waved my hands above my head, trying to drive away the hot eyes.

The car parked at the entrance of the hotel, I looked up, and He Shi was waiting for me at the door, hehe, did you know that you had caused trouble, so you kowtowed and confessed to me?

After saying hard work to the driver, just as he was about to open the door and get out of the car, Xiao Yang slipped in and said he had something to say.

This posture is not right, he is a well-measured person, and sometimes he even appears cowardly when he has a sense of proportion. No, when I looked up at him, he immediately stepped back and sat upright.

It seems that there is a business.

He pursed his lips, pulled his sleeves with both hands, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Brother Meng, I'm afraid you will be cheated."

Um?Recently, I have neither answered scam calls nor engaged in online part-time jobs, so I have no chance of being cheated.

He: "How can anyone click on the live broadcast by mistake? Knowing that they clicked wrong, they still face their faces, and they don't turn it off... and every sentence is ambiguous..."

Oh, that's what happened.

It is true that there is nothing wrong with just looking at what he said, but this matter cannot be just looked at. This... How can you ask an ancient person to be proficient in Weibo.

Of course, I can't say this, I quibble, "He just returned to China, he is not familiar with these things, he can't speak well, isn't it normal to have a little oolong."

Xiao Yang didn't take it seriously, but still looked worried.

I think it's a little funny, if you want money but no money, no one you want, just a face, there is nothing to lie to, and he treats me as a treasure.

I patted him on the shoulder, pointed to his head and showed him the messy hair that had taken off the hood, "Yang, look at your brother and me, why did he lie to me, are you full?"

Xiao Yang was serious and serious, "To get you."

I immediately laughed out loud in the car, it was so cute, "I've watched too many idol dramas, don't worry Yang, I'm a straight man."

"Okay." I rubbed his hair and got out of the car, "Seriously, I thought you were going to confess your love to me."

He immediately grabbed my loophole, opened the door of the car and called me, "He also said you are a straight man! How could a straight man think of a man to confess his love!"

I didn't look back, I waved my hands behind my back.

Why can't you think of it, if you have a He Shi by your side and a shy literature compression package in your phone, you can not only think of men confessing to each other, but also put a "wrong" filter on all phenomena.

I scratched my messy hair and didn't take his words to heart.

He Shi stood at the top of the steps with his head bowed. He stared at me and took my hand and held it in his.

I don't agree with this way of admitting mistakes. The hands should be placed in winter. Now that it's summer, he should give me a bottle of toilet water.

So I pulled out my hand, grabbed one of his shoulders, and walked back together.

Back in the room, I took the old mobile phone.

@MJJ-Meng Jianjun: Let me explain the live broadcast preview.

To clarify, it is the simplest and most effective to say it directly. If there are too many words, people can't read them. If the company replaces them, it will lose all credibility.

I found a hat to cover the bird's nest on my head, pulled He Shi and me to sit on the carpet, the live broadcast started, and the screen was in the mirror.

"Hello everyone."

I waved my hand to say hello, and found that there were a lot of people coming in, and I couldn't see familiar ids. Many netizens with ids of other people's names were also using barrage, obviously coming to eat melons.

Very good, only the clarification for passers-by is effective.

Netizens asked me why I lived together, and I told the truth, I was too poor to book a room.

When they asked me why they shared the same bed, I showed them the floor with my mobile phone and explained why I felt uncomfortable.

Why dress and invite dinner?

He came to visit very suddenly (you understand if you have traveled through time), and didn’t bring enough clothes (you understand just a set of ancient costumes), besides, a friend came to visit you, so you are not allowed to treat him?

My explanation in this way is to wash away all the sugar in the live broadcast of "Why I Dream". I broadcast it for a total of half an hour. In the second half, passers-by left, and I talked to the mushrooms in my own language.

They all told me to go to bed early, believe me, but I remembered Xiao Yang's sentence "They are knocking on cp", and randomly checked a wave of homepages.

I really don’t know if I don’t check. On the surface, I “believe in Junjun” in this live broadcast room, but behind the scenes, I’ve already been a small host of CP Chaohua. In just a few days, with just such a little material, the truth is true and the truth is false. Cut it out for me .

I clicked on them across the screen, and half-jokingly said: "Stop knocking, focus on yourself, okay, if there is a real relationship, I will definitely announce it as soon as possible."

"Why should He be Meng? Change it for me and call Meng Jian Xiaohe."

"I don't have a sense of atmosphere? I'm dirty? I dreamed that Xiaohe was going to wet the bed!"

I was chatting happily, a big hand stretched out, He Shi grabbed my hand and pressed it on his forehead, I understood, I was missing a hug.

I bid farewell carefully, turned off the live broadcast, and was embraced in the next second.

Well, he has worked hard too. After all, I hugged him for a day yesterday, and I only hugged him once today. I want to call my mother and tell her that I don’t need to have a second child. I have a younger brother. My grandfather gave birth to me.

Uh...something is wrong.

Forget it, even if it was given to me by my grandfather, my limited brother.

"Brother Meng, let me be your soldier."

"What are you talking about, we are in this peaceful age."

"Just like Brother Xiao Yang."

"That's an assistant."

He let go of me, clasped my shoulders, and said very seriously, "I will be your assistant."

I smiled, "You better understand how to play with your phone first."

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Some more sloppy and straightforward cp names were born...