The night is as cool as water, quiet and deep, and the lights are difficult to ripple in the middle of the pool. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The lonely city is lonely, the light clouds are the moon, and the autumn chill adds three points of gloom.

The young man here, seven feet long, with bright eyes and sword eyebrows, a cold face with a knife, ink-dyed black hair wantonly scattered, thin gray clothes, hidden arrogance, no pen in his hands, independent and cold streets.

When it comes to the third watch, everything is silent, when the night is taken for three points, the starlight is counted, and a pot of poetic years is brewed, so as to live up to this lonely and indifferent realm.

The young man frowned, looked at the vast night, his thoughts flew, the pen in his hand rose and fell, and he couldn't bear to put down the pen after all.

After a long time, the young man sighed, his eyes showed a little dazed, and he said to himself: "What is good to paint on this wall?" ”

Changing painting style......

"No matter!"

After feeling handsome enough for three minutes, the young man said with some irritation,

"Let's draw a turtle!"

Having made up his mind, the boy picked up the paint brush, well, that is, his pen, and sketched out a crooked, stupid-looking turtle in three or two clicks.

As far as the eye can see, the whole wall is covered with these scribbles, snails, rabbits, frogs, everything. Aside from the fact that they are all animals, the only thing they have in common is that they are ugly! Crooked lines, weirdly proportioned bodies, and terrible intense colors are simply mental pollution when mixed together!

If an ordinary person's ability to draw is 10, a teenager's ability to draw is less than 0.1.

But it seems that the teenager has no consciousness in this regard at all.

Although the boy draws very freely and freely, but ......

"Hello? Is it chengguan? I want to report it! Someone is scribbling on the street! It affects the cityscape very much! Well! That's right! It's the same ...... that I scribbled on ×× Street the other day."

An uncle who had not slept well for a few days after watching the "masterpiece" of the teenager and squatted on the street corner for several nights, after seeing the teenager who had disappeared for a few days and reappeared, decisively called the chengguan combat unit.

Finally caught this bastard boy who was scribbling nearby, and the mood was really happy! Uncle said secretly in his heart.

Although the uncle had been as quiet as he could when he called, the extremely alert teenager heard some movement.

Without saying a word, the boy immediately crouched down and covered the paint lid, stuffed the paint brush into the prepared plastic bag, and quickly tied it to the side of the small paint bucket. A series of actions can be completed in only two or three seconds.

Before the squatting uncle could rush up, the boy had already run to the other side of the street. After easily shaking off the indignant uncle, the boy cautiously took a detour, came to a park, rolled out a bicycle, tied a small paint bucket to the back seat, and rode away with an unknown strange tune.

The boy can be said to be a pure nocturnal bad teenager, who often comes out at night to make all kinds of trouble. Doing things like graffiti on some walls, throwing stones at street lamps, and kicking over garbage cans on street corners are often done. But that's all there is to it, extortion and the like are too troublesome, and they also directly implicate others, and teenagers basically don't do it.

This time, riding a bicycle through half of the city in the middle of the night several times in a row, risking the possibility of being caught by dangerous people such as the chengguan and the aunt of the neighborhood committee, and painting all kinds of "proud works" on a wall, can be regarded as the limit of teenager trick-or-treating.

Find the greatest joy in life in the least troublesome things.

This is a common rule of life used by teenagers. Of course, teenagers with no lower limit can throw this code in the garbage at any time!

By the way, the boy's surname is Mo, sixteen years old, originally an orphan in an orphanage, and was later adopted by a man, that is, the boy's cheap father. At the same time, the boy's cheap father also adopted a girl who was one year younger than him, that is, the boy's sister Mo Nianqiu. Two years ago, Cheap Dad was involved in a car accident and died, and the two continued to live a relatively peaceful life in the city with the savings he left behind and the insurance compensation he received after the car accident. Now the two are studying at the same high school in the city, the teenager is in the second year of high school, and the teenager's sister is in the first year of high school.

Teenagers who don't plan to sit back and eat make some extra money by writing some strange online articles in their spare time, and another major and more reliable source of income is rent. The cheap dad left two houses on the same floor, and the brother and sister lived in one and rented the other, barely able to make ends meet.

A teenager with a strange personality and a distorted value worldview has no friends, no friends who don't even nod their heads, and no girls they like. Many times, teenagers only talk to their sisters all day, not because they have bad eloquence or communication barriers, but simply because they have no friends and there is no need to communicate.

The boy was aware of the loneliness he was in, and kept it a little deliberately. The boy is not a lonolister who firmly believes that loneliness is the strongest and singleness is the highest self-pity, the boy doesn't feel bad when he is alone, and he doesn't think it's pitiful to have no friends, the boy is just used to it, and he is used to not thinking about anyone other than his sister after the death of his cheap father. From beginning to end, it's centered on himself and his sister.,All the time it's speculating on others with the greatest malice.。

Whether it's selfish or ugly, no matter how bad you are in the eyes of others, since the death of my father, the teenager has been living like this.

It seems that the name of the teenager has not been said, and the full name of the teenager is Mo"―beep―", well, it was blocked! It's not because the boy's name is too shameful or obscene, it's just that it's inexplicably blocked by the unknown.

The boy has always felt that the world is very abnormal, because except for the cheap dad, the boy has never heard anyone call his full name.

My sister has always called me brother, my teachers and classmates have always called me Mo, and Uncle Zhang, the doorman of the community, has always called me Xiao Mo. Occasionally, when someone needs to call them by their full name, they will be strangely blocked, and then no one will even mention their full name. The strange thing is that no one thinks there is a problem and naturally ignores the problem. Over time, the boy could only accept the fact that no one could tell his real name.

Probably because the boy's name was taken by the boy's cheap dad, so the boy's cheap dad can say it!

However, it seems that the cheap dad of the teenager used to call the teenager generally "Xiaochun", which just corresponds to his sister's "autumn", and the third word should be "spring", is the teenager really called "Mo called Chun", "Mo Fachun" and other super shameful names?

It's worth exploring, but the teenager doesn't want to know if it's true.

The boy's impression of his name has faded to the point that he will remember it again one day when he hears someone say his name smoothly!

Before that, let's call the boy Mr. Mo!