Mo Yifu sorted out his messy mood, turned on the computer, bought a brush and calligraphy notebook, in order to successfully complete the task, it is always right to make some preparations first.

Compared with several famous calligraphers, I found that I liked the thin gold body of Zhao Ji of Song Huizong the most, and I felt that learning could make people thinner. So I focused on buying "Regular Book Thousand Character Text" and "Qin Fang Poems", hoping to harvest in the future.

As the sun sets, the birds come home.

Mo Yifu was still tinkering with these things in front of the computer, and Lu Xiaojuan was floating behind and secretly watching at some point, but his eyes were weird.

When he was about to ask, his eyes moved slightly, and he was invisible. Mo Yifu felt nothing, completely immersed in the charm of calligraphy art, and knocked on the door three times before hearing it.

"Who's that?

Muttering quietly, he got up and walked to the door.

Because it is a community for some years, the lights in the corridor have lost the ability to sense, and since Mo Yifu moved here, he has never seen the corridor lights on.

Since everyone doesn't care, then he, a tenant, can naturally stand this little darkness. What's more, as an online writer, I basically don't go out much.

However, it is really rare to have a visitor at this time, and there is still a little inexplicable excitement in my heart, maybe I can send Miss Lu away in the house.

"Huh~ Where did Miss Lu go?"

When I came to the door, it was already pitch black through the crack in the door, and it seemed that there was no one. Mo Yifu gently twisted the door open, and before he could stand firmly, there was a strong force in front of him, and he was knocked to the ground by a round figure.

"Niang Xipi, who?"

The person who came just knocked frantically on the door in the corridor, and the people inside were like dead, and they didn't even react after knocking for a long time. was ready to attack directly, who knows, so it just so happened that the timing chosen by the two was highly consistent, and the result was that they collided together.

"My own people, don't shoot, I'm Da Zhuang!"

Da Zhuang got up from the ground, quickly closed the door, and closed the windows and curtains again, Mo Yiyi looked puzzled, it was already night, and he was still afraid of any light.

"What's the matter, Da Zhuang, didn't you go home and sleep? Don't give me a perfect explanation, you must be invited for tonight's supper!"

Poured a glass of water, Mo Yi drank it all in annoyance, he had been surfing the Internet all afternoon, his mouth was very dry, and he was hit by this idiot just now, and his waist was about to fall apart. So I lay down on the bed and had a Beijing paralysis.

Seeing his friend take the initiative to pour water, Da Zhuang was full of joy. As a result, he was sweating profusely, and the other party ignored it all, and licked his mouth a few times suggestively, which was also in vain. Finally, I decided to take a cup and get water to drink.

"Listen to me carefully!"

"Da Zhuang, to make a long story short! I'm also a belly stumbling and can't find anyone to nag!"

Da Zhuang swallowed, his eyes kept looking at the other party, making sure that his friend was not scolding him.

"Well, I might be hell with it!"

After finishing speaking, Da Zhuang glanced left and right and found that there was nothing abnormal here. Mo Yifu behaved very abnormally, because he didn't fall out of bed in fright, this guy has been afraid of ghosts since he was a child.

"I said, I might be hell!

"Nonsense! Am I not sitting in front of you? Tell me carefully, I'll listen to it! Are ghost stories scary?"

"If you are unreasonable, I'll leave. I was so scared that I hurried to you without eating dinner!" Da Zhuang was very dissatisfied, and the sweat on his face dripped to the ground with dissatisfaction.

"Okay, I'll listen carefully!"

"That's right. ”

It turned out that after Da Zhuang went back to sleep, he had been sleeping unsteadily, and he always felt that he was dreaming, a terrible dream. In the dream, someone was choking his neck and he couldn't breathe. I couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but I felt cold. But there is a voice in the dream that is very clear: go to your friend, only he can save you.

Da Zhuang was excited, woke up from the dream, it was already evening, and he couldn't take care of eating, so he hurriedly ran to find Mo Yifu. In the ancient city, if you want to say that fate is deep enough to be called a friend, it is him.

And when I just entered this corridor, damn it, the corridor lights on each floor were not on. No matter how much he shouted, it was useless, and after shouting for so long, there was not even a person who came out to see with curiosity.

What the hell does this have to be to live in so many people.

"Oh, you said the hallway lights! It's been a year, and it hasn't been lit. That's not enough to prove that you're the hell. Mo Yi said lightly, he had already opened the APP and was ready to order takeout.

"By the way, you said you haven't eaten yet. It just so happens that I haven't eaten it yet. If you want to eat something, wait for you to check out. ”

Da Zhuang was still frightened, he didn't hear the words clearly, he only heard the word "eat", and his brain didn't hesitate, and blurted out directly: "Kung Pao Chicken, more sugar and less spicy!"

Mo Yifu looked at the little fat man in front of him, the corners of his eyes were slightly distorted, and he asked weakly, "How much money did you bring?"

In terms of the ability to pretend to be stupid, Da Zhuang is not at all under Mo Yifu's words, not to mention that his profession determines that his skills in this area are much stronger than Mo Yifu.

Da Zhuang, born Chen Jiahao, is a senior network administrator and an amateur LOL player, who broke into the second round of the competition held by the Internet café where he works all the year round and terminated in the third round. Obtain some internet fees.

As for pretending to be stupid, it comes from the Xiaobai problem that I often encounter at work: "Network administrator, my computer is stuck!"

"Oh, it's okay, you just need to restart it. ”

"I just rebooted!"

"Oh, it's okay, you just need to change the machine. ”

"Thank you, you're amazing. ”

With this trick, coupled with the fact that he often brings his sister paper to a double row, Da Zhuang has become popular in the Internet café, solved the problems of many customers, and also found many computers that are easy to crash. The boss asked him to find a way to fix it, and he always said that he had just stayed up at night and needed to rest, so he should ask a computer company to repair it, after all, it was all within the expiration date.

And those computers that were out of insurance were secretly or deliberately used by him and eliminated.

Therefore, Da Zhuang is mixed in the IT world, and his mind is slightly more flexible than Mo Yi's annoying rider world or online literature world.

When I ordered the food and was about to pay, a childish female voice suddenly floated in the air.

"Kung Pao Chicken, more sugar and less spicy! I want one too!"

Da Zhuang raised his head violently and looked around, out of his natural sensitivity to sister paper, the owner of this voice is definitely a cute sister paper.

And it is so consistent with the taste of his own meal, which shows that he is destined to move on to the next link.

"It's annoying, we've been friends for many years. I know you don't have a girlfriend, and you can't do anything like a gold house. This girl must have nothing to do with you. Can you give it to my brother, you can be your writer with peace of mind, and the red envelope of the recommendation ticket will arrive in a while, and you won't be hit?"

Da Zhuang, who was born in the Central Plains, was excited, and even the local voice came out. Maybe in front of my friends, it's not appropriate to keep saying that I'm from the magic capital.

"If you really like it, then you can take it!" replied lazily, adding another order.

"That's interesting, people, call it out and let me see it!"

The big and short figure bounced off the sofa, straightened the placket, adjusted the angle of the smile, and stood still at a semi-professional welcome level.

"Look up, she's been looking at you. I can see she's curious about you, too!"

"Oh, really, that's great! It's up, isn't it? You have an attic, why don't I know?"

Da Zhuang was as anxious as an obese ant, crawling back and forth on the hot pan, and suddenly the oil temperature rose, and his body couldn't move.

A long tongue fell above his head, curled with barbs, and his hair fluttered like he was dancing in the waves.