【Lottery Completed!】

[Get Reward: 5 Dream Points!]

[Warning: Your dream point is negative, please recharge in time!]

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It's all been drawn, are the dream points still negative?

Cheng Qiaoyi carefully recalled his experience of obtaining dream points in the past month, completed a total of three main tasks, obtained three dream points, and then failed one, directly deducting ten points......

Plus these 5 points now......

Sure enough, the dream point is still negative!

But minus two points is better than minus seven points anyway!

Cheng Qiao quickly finished the meal and went out of the house with the things Su Limei had prepared.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Cheng Qiaoyi felt that his luck was getting better at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Sitting on the bus, the car was shaky, which inexplicably made him feel a little sleepy.

Cheng Qiaoyi shook his head, expelled the untimely fatigue, and turned his head to stare at the scene outside the window that was moving back a little.

During the rush hour, the traffic outside the window fills the entire road, the traffic is slow, but there is no traffic jam, and the moon in the sky is gradually shining.

Cheng Qiaoyi felt that his heart was rare and pure.

Maybe it's because of a series of bad luck on the way here, so it's rare to be as peaceful as it is now.

Now he can conclude that he is unlucky because he has too many negative dreams.

After all......

Cheng Qiaoyi sighed.

After all, who is not a detective.

The bus wobbled and soon arrived at the station.

Cheng Qiao carried the lunch box and walked smoothly all the way to the hospital.

There were people coming and going in the hospital, and everyone seemed to have something important, and Cheng Qiao only felt a little uncomfortable in it.

"Help press the thirteenth floor. ”

Cheng Qiao stretched out his hand and made sure that the floor was a position that he couldn't touch.

Seeing that the light marking the thirteenth floor lit up, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you." ”

The man who pressed the button shook his head slightly: "It's okay, I'm also going to the thirteenth floor." ”

Cheng Qiao bowed his head.

There's nothing left to answer either.

There were so many people in the elevator, and as soon as he arrived on the thirteenth floor, he worked hard to break out of the encirclement.

This floor is full of old people, and the old people like to join in the fun when they seem to have nothing to do.

Looking at the old man in a circle in front of him, Cheng Qiaoyi passed through the edge.

"Obey the ranks, listen to the above, and listen carefully to the lanterns reported by my lamp officials. What I report is: a group of harmonious gas lamps, two holy lamps of harmony, three yang Kaitai lanterns, four seasons of peace lanterns, five sons to win the first lamp, (is) six countries to seal the phase lamp, seven wealth Zilu lamp, eight immortals across the sea lantern, nine sons and ten into the lamp, ten ambush lamps!"

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Cheng Qiaoyi's footsteps paused.

This sound sounds familiar.

Thinking of this, Cheng Qiao consciously retreated, leaned into the circle formed by the old man and took a closer look, only to see Zhang Haowen sitting in it, his eyebrows dancing.

"These lights, those lights, I can't report clearly!"

Zhang Haowen sang with movements in his hands, and if he didn't look at the wheelchair under him, he couldn't tell that this was an injured old man at all.

Cheng Qiaoyi sighed, turned sideways slightly, and retreated from the old man's pile.

Mr. Zhang really loves Peking Opera.

Cheng Qiaoyi is familiar with this paragraph of "Newspaper Lantern", after all, this is from "Fighting the Dragon Robe".

Comrade Lao Cheng has a video of "Fighting the Dragon Robe", and he has watched it several times recently. His impression of this newspaper lantern is quite deep, it should be called, he has a deep impression of the number board.

The counting board is a kind of board style in the opera, this kind of board style only reads but does not sing, the rhythm is clear, and Cheng Qiao wants to shake his legs when he listens to it. This is much easier to use than what is said on the Internet to shake the legs Kagura.

Cheng Qiao thought about it, and his eyes swept over the house number of the ward.

1343。

Cheng Qiaoyi pushed open the door.

There is also an old gentleman in the house, and I also saw it when I sent Mr. Zhang here on the first day.

As soon as the old gentleman looked up, he saw Cheng Qiaoyi: "Ah, young man, come to see Lao Zhang!"

"Yes, I'll come to see Grandpa Zhang. Cheng Qiao said, and put the bone broth he was carrying on the bedside table.

"Lao Zhang, he should be singing and playing with others outside at this time," the old gentleman was rarely interested: "Just now he was going to call me out to have a look!"

Cheng Qiaoyi also had a smile on his face: "Then why are you still here?"

"Isn't this my grandson coming!

Only then did Cheng Qiaoyi notice that the young man next to the old gentleman was a little familiar.

"Just seen, in the elevator. The man nodded to him, even if it was a greeting.

I don't know why, Cheng Qiaoyi always feels a little familiar when he looks at him.

But I can't remember it for a while.

"Hello, it's a coincidence. Cheng Qiao said hello.

The man smiled back, and peeled the apple in his hand.

Cheng Qiaoyi was a little scared when he looked at Apple now, sat on the stool and coaxed, but decided to play with his mobile phone for a while.

It's nice to have a mobile phone......

It can alleviate the most difficult embarrassing problems of human beings......

Just when Cheng Qiaoyi was addicted to the mobile phone and couldn't extricate himself, a black shadow suddenly flickered in front of his eyes.

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Rise.

"Grandpa Zhang, what are you doing!" Cheng Qiaoyi couldn't help but complain: "What are you doing shaking my gaze?"

Zhang Haowen smiled: "Doesn't this see that you have been playing with your mobile phone to say hello to you!"

Cheng Qiaoyi sighed, and looked helplessly at Zhang Haowen, who was getting older and older: "Fortunately, I didn't play games." With that, he put the phone back in his pocket.

Cheng Qiaoyi helped Zhang Haowen sit back on the bed, picked up the lunch box and opened it gently.

"What is this?" Zhang Haowen's face showed a hint of curiosity.

"This is my mother's stewed bone broth, I heard that this is good for broken bones. ”

"Is this Tondo?"

Zhang Haowen stared at Cheng Qiaoyi's hand pouring soup out: "If there are too many, give Lao Li a bowl too, he also has a broken bone." ”

Cheng Qiaoyi looked up at Zhang Haowen suspiciously, he really didn't know who the so-called Lao Li was.

Fortunately, the old man in the next bed spoke to solve his doubts: "Hey, you can drink it yourself that your grandson brought you, why do you have to share it with me, I don't have nothing!"

"What are you talking about!" Zhang Haowen blew his eyes and glared: "You don't usually give me something, but our brothers still share so much?"

Cheng Qiaoyi: ???

It's only been a few days...... It's going to be a buddy?

Zhang Haowen continued: "And this is not my grandson, this is my apprentice, and it can be regarded as your nephew!

Cheng Qiao looked confused when he heard this.

As soon as Zhang Haowen turned his gaze back, he saw the confusion on his face, and smiled softly: "Coincidentally, I only learned from the exchanges in the past few days that Lao Li is also a little flower face, but our drama genre is different!"

Cheng Qiao nodded in a daze.

This world is really toxic! I feel that all the people in the world have something to do with opera all of a sudden!

However, he still didn't stop pouring the soup, and poured another one after serving it to Old Man Zhang.

Either way, old artists deserve respect.