"Da Zhuang, are you done?

A few people rubbed at the door for a long time, and they didn't say why, wasting their expressions and energy in vain.

Entering the house, the two fat men occupied the sofa without saying a word, and there was no room for the new guests to sit, and the house was so simple that there was not even a small stool, and the young man who came with him could only stand in the living room.

Mo Yifu was a little embarrassed, and was about to get up and let the guest sit, but he didn't know what to call him.

"This little brother, you sit, you are a guest!"

Da Zhuang reacted, he and this person are not familiar with each other, but the game is very slippery, and the first combination of the two tonight will kill the opponent and lose his armor. Along the way, Da Zhuang was reminiscing about the pleasure of killing, and he didn't pay any attention to the origin of the other party, so he brought him here.

Are you angry?!

"Da Zhuang, don't you introduce me?" Mo Yifu felt that he had to emphasize it again in order to make the reflex arc of his pig teammates react a little.

"You're welcome! My name is Jung Sang-hyuk, just call me Sang-hyuk, brother!"

The young man said gently, and sat down without any politeness, twisting his body, as if he was not very comfortable, why couldn't he get up from the pit where the sofa was recessed.

Da Zhuang was surprised: "Are you Xianghe? Xianghejun, admire and admire, you are worthy of being born in the middle of the game, and you can play so well with the assistance!"

Ichinomy and Sanghyuk were stunned.

"Da Zhuang, what are you talking about?"

"Brother Jiahao, although I'm from South Korea, I'm not FAKER!"

"Oh, no, it's almost there!haha~ Come on, sit down. Let's talk about tomorrow's tactics!"

Da Zhuang was very enthusiastic, and regardless of whether he recognized the right person or not, he pulled the other party and started chatting.

Completely ignoring the idea of the owner of this place.

In this way, Mo Yifu had to go to the bedroom and turn on the computer, ready to see where all the things purchased online had gone. After all, Master Bixian even prepared an inkstone for himself, and those calligraphy and rice paper should also be in time for the occasion.

By the way, I opened my novel page again, looked at the bleak clicks and collections, and then closed it silently.

"Bad luck, bad fate! Feng Tang is easy to get old, Li Guang is difficult to seal! The dung was the marquis of ten thousand households back then! Oh, the danger is high! Alas~ I am tired! Although all roads lead to Rome, how embarrassing it is to not be able to sign a contract all the time!"

Mo Yi browsed the web with annoyance, and the voice of conversation in the living room slowly lowered.

"Hehe~" A faint laugh sounded in the back of his head, like a silver needle poking into his heart, a nasty laugh.

Mo Yi was annoyed and turned his head.

"Huh?

Zheng Sang-hyuk said shyly: "Brother, don't get me wrong! I don't mean anything else." It's just a little curious, and I've finally met a living web writer. It's still the kind that hits the streets!"

This part of the salt was sprinkled with salt, and all the pain of yesterday was turned over and tossed, and it was painful, and even Da Zhuang who followed closely felt a thick embarrassment in the air.

"Sanghyuk, this is nothing! He used to be a rider, and he changed his career when the electric car broke down, and his Chinese foundation is not very good. I had already persuaded him to be a network administrator with me, but people didn't listen~ I had to let it go. ”

Da Zhuang explained slightly, and Zheng Sang-hyuk nodded as if he understood.

"Brother, I just came here not long ago, and my Chinese foundation is not very good. Can I be an online writer?"

Mo Yifu felt that his brain was a little confused, are these two people playing double reeds, they are really from a combination of the lower road! It makes his head seem to be short of water, and he needs to drink some water to replenish it.

shook his head, looked at the two people in front of him, and felt that he had to get back a city, and he couldn't lose his international demeanor.

"Sanghyuk, you better go and be a screenwriter, the status of screenwriters in your country is a little higher. Da Zhuang, his brain is not very good, and he often short-circuits, so you have to stay away from him. After the game, let's go back to China!"

Look at the time, it's almost 11 o'clock. The two of them had no intention of leaving, the house was so big, and they didn't know how to squeeze it out.

Da Zhuang suddenly patted his head.

"Oops, I almost forgot to get down to business. Sanghyuk said that he saw you in the Internet café before, and his face was dark, and there was no color. After knowing that you and I were friends, you asked me if something bad had happened to you. He'll do a little bit of physiognomy to help you solve your problems for the sake of my face. How's it going, try?"

Jung Sang-hyuk smiled and nodded, as if to prove that Da Zhuang was right.

"Brother, although I can only do a little, I haven't missed a move yet, why don't you let me try?"

Mo Yiyi's head began to be confused again, Da Zhuang found a fortune teller who played games, and ran to his home to tell fortunes. It's really a guy with a bad head.

I thought to myself, my own situation is not clearer than yours, saying that my face is black, and the two of you are still black, especially you are strong.

Call~

"Sanghyuk, if you don't take so many roads, why are you walking in the black and muddy water with Da Zhuang~" Looking at the excited and enthusiastic faces of the two people opposite, they seemed to have calculated that they had a problem and had come up with a solution, so they were just one step away. "Wake up, come and see, see if the foreign monks can really recite the scriptures! They all say that the moon in foreign countries is relatively round, I hope you don't regret it!"

Mo Yi sat down on the bed and stared straight at Zheng Xianghyuk, his eyes seemed to be about to eat people, and he dared to hit Uncle Ben's attention, do you think I am really just a street writer.

Da Zhuang didn't understand the face-to-face thing, and he didn't have much interest, so he turned around and went to the living room to rummage for things, but he didn't expect to find a bag of melon seeds, which made Mo Yifu very surprised. That had to be a snack from a long time ago!

Sure enough, Da Zhuang took a bite, the taste was extremely bitter, and he lowered his head and vomited for a long time.

Mo Yifu glanced at the movement in the living room, retracted his gaze and looked at Zheng Xianghyuk, who was smiling slightly in front of him, but suddenly met a pair of turquoise eyes with narrow pupils.

Ouch, it's a blue-eyed fox!

The light in Jung Sang-hyuk's eyes is flowing, and the autumn waves are like water, and it is inevitable that he will sink.

Mo Yi seemed to see that he had no money to buy snacks when he was a child, so he could only watch other children eat a piece and throw a piece freely, and he could only watch and swallow saliva. There is a lot more resentment on his face than the resentment caused by being robbed of a toy. Because no one dares to grab a toy with a little fat man.

"Wake up, idiot!"

A pen suddenly appeared in Mo Yifu's hand, the pen body was as black as ink, and the tip of the pen was shining golden, very dazzling, completely covering the other party's blue eyes.

The illusion was broken! A trace of blood came out of Zheng Sanghyuk's mouth, and his body became unstable.

After waking up from the illusion, Mo Yi was furious, he hated others to peep into his secrets, especially the secrets he loved to eat.

Zheng Xianghyuk saw that the situation was not right, and as soon as he turned around, he wanted to jump out of the window. This is the fourth floor, and no matter how tough the calf is, it can't help but fall straight down.

At this time, Da Zhuang had just finished retching when he saw Jung Sang-hyuk running towards the window, as if he was looking for death.

"Sanghyuk, what's wrong with you, weren't you okay just now?!, don't you want to assist me, then you make it clear, I'm not so much an auxiliary AD. ”

He answered with a turquoise light, and fell to the ground with a bang, foaming at the mouth.

"Okay, you sassy fox, if you can't be confused, you have to come hard, right? Don't tell who sent you, don't want to leave!"

Mo Yifu, who held the judge's pen, had a much taller temperament, and he spoke with a lot of authority.

Jung Sang-hyuk smiled "hehe", held the window, and jumped.

"Definitely!"

Mo Yian's wrist danced lightly, and he quickly wrote a fixed word in the air, and the last stroke was very chic, and he turned a corner, a bit like the love drawn when a star signed, but at this time it seemed redundant.

Jung Sang-hyuk's body was fixed in the air, and the green light on his body leaked out little by little, just like the electric light flowers put by children during the Chinese New Year, snorting, safe and beautiful.

Mo Yifu stepped forward in two steps, dragging the other party's feet, trying to drag him in, but found that this guy was very heavy and couldn't drag him at all.

With a whoosh~, he only pinched a black leather shoe.

The other party fell, snapping ~ a crisp loud noise, which seemed particularly abrupt on this night, but no one came out to see the excitement, and it seemed very indifferent.

I saw through the window that the figure below was completely deflated!

Fortunately, it is the night, and fortunately, it is a dilapidated community. The old people went to bed relatively early, and they also adhered to the principle that it was none of their business to hang up, at most they tightened the quilt, turned over and fell asleep again.

After a long time, Mo Yifu ran downstairs and found that there was only a handsome poster on the ground, with a cold face and sharp eyes.

Although Jung Sang-hyuk is also young and beautiful, these are completely two people, and they are really from that mysterious and braggart peninsula?

Anyway, I can't ask the fox anyway.

"Little fox, where did you go?"

Muttered quietly, and walked towards the building.

On the opposite roof, there was a black shadow, humming a faint song, gently stroking the little fox in his arms, and his little paws seemed to have lost some hair.

"Interesting!"