Handsome old man Jian Xiu re-employment

He had met the boy's father.

It was the middle-aged man who tricked him to find Liu Renchu, with many wrinkles on his face, who crossed himself after he went upstairs.

In the end, he still failed to buy a house in the school district.

Chen Chaosheng didn't know whether the child went to a good elementary school in the end. This was not something that Chen Chaosheng could control. After all, he only had so much money all over his body.

The ID card requires him to go to the police station to take a photo, and it costs money to get the ID card, and it also costs money on the way to the police station.

Money is such a good thing.

If he could sell himself, he thought how much an antique of his age would sell for.Sell ​​yourself to buy yourself a coffin, so that you can find a place to live in the cemetery.

Meng Xunfeng sat on the hospital bed and watched the news broadcast.

xx went to xx to visit, and the people who went to xx gave a warm welcome.

It sounds like something far away from Chen Chaosheng and the others.

Meng Xunfeng listened with gusto. He probably found a new plastic surgeon named Xiao Baihe. His uncle is always in a good mood today. He even hummed a tune that Chen Chaosheng had never heard before.

"I can't fly no matter what... Ah, this world of flamboyance... Zhao Sheng, how do you feel today?" Meng Xunfeng stopped and asked him, "This is the first time you entered the entertainment industry?"

"I don't feel any different. The toilet on the set is very clean, the water in it is very cold, and the name of the incense in the toilet is Songzi Guanyin." Chen Chaosheng sat on his bed and the quilt was lifted by him, "When I came back, I met A little boy, and then nothing."

Bai Nianyun was brushing her Study | Qiang | Country there. Last time, these four words were blocked for more than six hours.

"I asked you how it feels to act?" Meng Xunfeng asked him with a smile, his small eyes crooked, "Answer these, what do you do?"

"I don't feel much." Chen Chaosheng pondered for a moment, "It's just a group of people imitating other people's words and deeds there, and I feel that everyone's acting skills are much better than that of senior brothers. Even Gouzi, who plays the little yellow dog of our sect, looks very different. It’s like that when acting like senior brother.”

"The little yellow dog doesn't rely on filter P or post-production bgm to act. It seems to be cheaper than senior brother." He sat on the folding bed, and a corner of the folding bed sank down.

"The rest of the people seemed to be acting very seriously, but they felt that their acting skills were not as good as my uncle's usual business negotiation skills." Chen Chaosheng said, "It's quite fake, Yu Jian relies entirely on Diao Weiya, and I didn't watch a single person. You will be able to control the sword."

"Now it is a society ruled by law. If you want to control the sword, you should also remember to find a place where no one is hiding and control the sword quietly." Meng Xunfeng said, "A few years ago, there was a person who controlled the sword in Sizhou and was arrested. I took a short video and uploaded it, there were those who guessed UFOs, and those who guessed it was drones, but an old lady came out and said it was my grandson’s balloon that was not tied properly and flew out by accident.”

"At that time, the influence of this matter was quite large. Someone jumped out and said whose balloon was in the shape of a human being with a sword, and with luminous hair. The old lady said that her family believed in Taoism, and the balloon liked the sword. Close these I’ve eaten nothing from netizens who have nothing to do.” Meng Xunfeng said with a smile, “You can find a lot of relevant information by searching the Internet now.”

"Uncle Master is just reminding you, don't dislike uncle for talking too much." Meng Xunfeng was in a good mood, so he talked more.

"Master, why didn't you think about entering the entertainment industry back then?" Chen Chaosheng drank from a disposable cup, "Didn't you say that the entertainment industry is easy to make money?"

"Back then, many people invited Master Uncle to act in a play." Meng Xunfeng smiled, and the notebook's notification sounded again.

"The lights are turned off outside, Zhaosheng came back too late."

"Why doesn't master uncle go?" Chen Chaosheng asked.

Meng Xunfeng let out a breath from his nostrils: "Someone asked your uncle to play Qin Hui, and someone asked your uncle to play Zhao Gao. Later, a man of insight asked your uncle to play Yuan Shao, and that TV series failed the review. , Uncle Master still didn’t get the money in the end.”

"It's very suitable for uncle." Chen Chaosheng lay on the bed.

"Go to the audition with Bai Fushui, ask Bai Fushui to play the leading role, and I will play his grandfather." Meng Xunfeng closed his notebook, "You can't be humiliated, and if you want to act, you will also play Bai Fushui's father."

The air conditioner was blowing air quietly, and the temperature inside the room was neither too high nor too low, just a very comfortable temperature.

The lights were turned off at ten o'clock, leaving only Bai Nianyun's cell phone on.

"Old Meng, do you still want to play poker, Wang [-] a?" He Jianguo turned over, "Chaosheng is back, it would be great if there is a mahjong machine, the four of us can play a game together Mahjong."

"Didn't the doctor say you want to rest?" Chen Chaosheng yawned, "So much trouble?"

"What do you know? This is the quintessence of the country." Meng Xunfeng interrupted him, "Mahjong is a good thing. I see that your life is not happy, and it has something to do with your ability to play mahjong."

He Jianguo is always good at long-winded speeches at times like this: "The younger generation is getting worse at playing mahjong. You young people feel that playing mahjong is a very shameful thing and a very backward thing. How can you do this? What do you think? Mahjong is the quintessence of the country, not only to play, but also to play vigorously, it is best to go overseas to promote Chinese traditional culture, I think the Olympic Games should have a special mahjong event.”

Chen Chaosheng leaned on the pillow: "All right."

"Young people have gone to play King of Glory, King of Glory is also an excellent traditional Chinese culture, and Onmyoji, oh, Onmyoji is not, Onmyoji is a Japanese culture with Chinese household registration." Siri said, "Go to bed early, human beings are prone to sudden death when they go to bed late And hair loss, obviously the latter is more of a threat to your quality of life."

"You seem to be in a hurry to get off work today." Chen Chaosheng was a little sleepy, and gathered the quilt.

"I'm waiting to get off work from you to write love to Xie Chunshan." Siri said, "Xie Chunshan has gone to study, and I want to see what he has learned. life has always been fine."

"Then turn off the lights." Meng Xunfeng said, "Chaosheng, it's time to go to bed."

"Good night, Chaosheng." Meng Xunfeng said again, stretching out his hand to straighten the fake flower bud in the cup, "Go to bed early and get up early to be in good health, and then live a long life, long enough to survive your master and fall in love with Xu Sanqing."

"Uncle Master is going to have a beauty sleep. This is what Teacher Sayuri specially told you not to stay up late."

"A man in love is really scary." Chen Chaosheng whispered.

Siri turned on the screen: "Don't bother me tonight, I'm having an intimate conversation with Xie Chunshan, artificial intelligence wants to fall in love."

The world fell into silence.

There were few lights outside the windows.

Bai Nianyun fell asleep early, and her mobile phone was still playing local news.

Chen Chaosheng closed his eyes, but couldn't fall asleep.

The air conditioner was blowing on him, he tossed and turned, and many shadows flashed before his eyes, like advertisements flashing by in the subway.

Meng Xunfeng fell asleep quickly, and soon heard him calling Xu Sanqing's name vaguely in his dream, "Sanqing, Qingqinger, Qingqing..."

Chen Chaosheng felt a chill when he heard it.

Men in love are really annoying.There are pink bubbles all over his body, and he should drink hot water, and occasionally ask Chen Chaosheng to turn off the lights, with an orchid finger on his hand.

"Don't fall in love with Li Chenfang, his trumpet is that innocent junior high school student." Meng Xunfeng was still talking in sleep, "Unlike me, although I took pictures and said that I was sick, but my illness is real. Many, what about high blood pressure, high blood fat, high blood sugar, and a little constipation and rhinitis, which can be regarded as frail and sick."

Chen Chaosheng turned his head, only to see He Jianguo's mobile phone screen glowing white, and he and Chen Chaosheng just looked at each other.

"You are in good spirits." Chen Chaosheng said.

He Jianguo tilted his head, turned off his phone, and pretended to be asleep.

"Siri," he said.

Siri ignored him this time.

It should be to find Xie Chunshan.

Chen Chaosheng sat on the edge of the bed, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

He simply got up from the bed and walked down the corridor in his slippers.

And try not to make a sound.

Carrying that rose, walking in the empty corridor, only the camera is shining on the ceiling.

"I'm kinda... wanting to kill someone." Chen Chaosheng said to himself and went downstairs, from the elevator to the first floor.

He wondered if Red Rose could understand him.

On the first floor, there are many people walking around, wearing red and green clothes, with their mouths open, like fish spitting bubbles.

He stepped out through a gap in the crowd.

The night wind is a little cool.

It is still very comfortable to blow on, and the bangs spread out to block the line of sight.

Many of the lights in the inpatient department have been turned off, and only a few lights are left on.

At the entrance of the hospital are two big iron trees in bloom, and the flowers are just exposed in the air.

"Actually, I don't really want to kill people, I just want to do something, but it seems that everything is boring." Chen Chaosheng said, "Is there anything that can stimulate me for a short time?"

He walked on the camera-free path behind the inpatient department, carrying the mute rose.

The light was dim, with street lights coming on and off.

The alley is very narrow, and only two or three people can walk through it.Going back is the new inpatient department, which is still under construction, and when you look up, you can see the vague and huge shadow of the crane.

Suddenly something cold touched his neck, and someone surrounded him from behind: "Hand over the money on your body."

Under the dim light, Chen Chaosheng could only see his head in a black hood, and the man was holding a fruit knife to his neck.

Chen Chaosheng asked softly: "Are you really going to rob?"

"Otherwise, hand over the money, or I will kill you." The man threatened.

"It seems that your crime is still lighter than mine." Chen Chaosheng murmured, "You are only here to seek money, but I want to kill you."

"Hand over the money." The man urged.

"Have you ever killed someone?" Chen Chaosheng asked him.

He's a little scary.

"Kill, I'll kill anyone who doesn't pay me." The man proudly kicked Chen Chaosheng's calf, "Men, women, old and young, heh, I already have so many lives in my hands, and I don't need you."

"Are you afraid of pain?" Chen Chaosheng asked him after thinking about it.

"How can you be afraid?"

"You asked me to call first." Chen Chaosheng said, "Anyway, it's not 110. You can kill me on the way to 110."

"Then who did you call?"

"Call to the underworld, I want to kill people, here is a business, oh no... how can a cultivator kill someone who kills, that is called super-duplication. Order a super-duty from the underworld | What's the takeaway set meal, there is a full forty minus five A coupon of [-] yuan. Don’t worry, the rider will come soon.”

"You are not afraid of pain, then I will stab a few more times to make me feel better. If you are in pain, I will chop you with a knife."

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