The night is like a big black net covering the whole sky, the vicious scorching sun of summer has already gone home to wash and sleep, the flawed moon can't wait to show half of its face, shy and afraid to show the other half of its face, the black night sky is full of stars in different flashes of their own light, for fear that the earthlings do not know its existence, the stars of the black night sky are drawn one after another into a perfect celestial map.

Lin Zimo, who woke up with a sore body, lazily twisted every joint of his body, Lin Zimo didn't know what was going on, and his whole body felt very sore when he came together, and there was a sense of urine Lin Zimo walked into the bathroom with his eyes half open and swayed into the bathroom to untie his crotch to urinate, and washed his face with cold water by the way after urinating, the cold water of the frost suddenly gave Lin Zimo a little bit of energy, and walked back to the living room slowly.

"My neck is so sore!" Lin Zimo twisted his neck and groaned.

"How long have you been sleeping, can you not have a sore back?" He Fan's voice came into Lin Zimo's ears.

"Why didn't you call me?" Lin Zimo sat on the sofa and said listlessly.

"I forgot to play the game." He Fan spread his hands and said helplessly.

"I still want to sleep more, I'm so tired!" After Lin Zimo finished speaking, he lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.

"Dead pigs, get up!" He Fan hugged his chest and kicked Lin Zimo with his feet, shouting.

Just lay down for a while, Lin Zimo slept like a dead pig, no matter how He Fan called it, he wouldn't wake up, He Fan really wanted to boil a pot of hot boiling water with white smoke and splash it on Lin Zimo's body to see if the dead pig was really not afraid of boiling water, so He Fan could only go back to his room and continue to play his game.

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Time is as fast as the spinning top he played with when he was a child, and in a flash, Lin Zimo slept on the sofa for two hours and was asleep like this, Lin Zimo didn't know why he woke up for no reason, and he didn't have urgency to urinate and did nothing else, but his back hurt and his whole body was a little uncomfortable, Lin Zimo stood up and twisted his sore body and made a terrifying "gurgling", and his stomach also followed the sound of twisting his body joints to make a "coo, coo", the combination of the two is simply the most beautiful human performance in the world.

"He Fan, I'm hungry!" Lin Zimo shouted loudly at He Fan's room.

"Go to the kitchen and find instant noodles yourself." He Fan said impatiently.

"I don't want to eat instant noodles." Lin Zimo was unhappy when he heard the instant noodles, and said angrily.

I don't know who invented instant noodles, instant noodles are a harmful thing, Lin Zimo was not used to boarding school food when he just stepped into junior high school, and he was accompanied by instant noodles every day for five days at school, although the school's black-hearted commissary has a new taste every day, but the pimples on the face of this instant noodles have increased with the number of instant noodles, and teenagers who are in the flower season pay the most attention to their appearance, they pay attention to their appearance than Miss Etiquette When she goes to work, she should pay attention to her appearance and pay attention to her appearance. If Lin Zimo's own mother is not a cosmetics company, and she knows how to get rid of the pimples on her face, Lin Zimo's face is probably full of red and big pit acne pits, Lin Zimo hates instant noodles to the core, although sometimes he will eat once or twice when he has no food to eat, but that is once or twice Lin Zimo will never dare to eat too much, and even sometimes Lin Zimo would rather be hungry than eat instant noodles, and he must maintain a smooth and white face when he is hungry.

"Eh, I'll finish this game in a minute." He Fan shouted impatiently.

"Oh." Lin Zimo responded casually.

Sitting on the sofa, Lin Zimo pinched and pinched his thighs and calves with his hands, this would rub his hands, that would rub his ankles, twist his neck, twist his waist, his whole person was like a machine, constantly checking the parts of his body, kneading and twisting Lin Zimo finally felt relaxed and beautiful lying on the sofa, He Fan came out of his room and saw Lin Zimo sleeping, and helplessly kicked Lin Zimo lying on the sofa.

"Get up!" He Fan shouted loudly.

"Fuck, I haven't slept yet! What are you kicking me for? Lin Zimo sat up and said a little angrily.

"Didn't you say you were going out to eat? Not going? He Fan put his hands in his pockets and asked expressionlessly.

"Go, go." Lin Zimo hurriedly stood up and said with a smile.

Hearing that he was going to eat, Lin Zimo, who was hungry like Marshal Tianpeng Zhu Bajie, came to his strength as soon as he heard this, He Fan looked at Lin Zimo's expression and couldn't help but smile, He Fan changed his shoes Lin Zimo went downstairs, it seems that he is still hungry, He Fan put on his shoes and closed the door before walking down slowly, and when he went downstairs, Lin Zimo said a few words to He Fan, and the two went side by side to find a place to eat.

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Lin Zimo's shadow under the street lamp was pulled longer than a series of English spoken by the English teacher, He Fan has been walking side by side with Lin Zimo like this, and he doesn't know how far he has walked, He Fan's footsteps stopped at the door of a wonton shop, smelling the fragrance wafting out of the wonton store, and drooled, Lin Zimo walked in without asking He Fan, He Fan had no choice but to follow in, found a location with a fan, turned the fan to the maximum, poured a cup of tea, and wore an apron The proprietress of the wonton shop walked up.

"What do you two want to eat?" The proprietress of the wonton shop asked with a smile.

"I want two steamed dumplings and two wonton meats." Lin Zimo opened his mouth faster than he could eat.

"Well, wait a minute." The proprietress of the wonton shop said with a smile on her face, and left after speaking.

"Have you finished ordering so much?" He Fan glanced at Lin Zimo and said helplessly.

"You can't finish eating, I'll finish eating." Lin Zimo said with a smile.

Looking at Lin Zimo's current appearance, He Fan didn't want to speak, took out his mobile phone, played with his mobile phone idlely, and waited for the proprietress of the wonton shop to come up, no one paid attention to Lin Zimo, he could only take out his mobile phone by himself, swiping the circle of friends with nothing to do, reading text messages, playing boring mobile games, and time was like this in the two of them bowed their heads and played with their mobile phones.

"Come on, your wontons still have two steamed dumplings." The proprietress of the wonton shop said with a smile while holding the wonton steamed dumplings on a tray.

"It smells so good!" Lin Zimo smelled the fragrance of wonton and steamed dumplings wafting from the tray of the proprietress of the wonton shop, swallowed his saliva and said.

"It's yours." The proprietress of the wonton shop put a wonton and a steamed dumpling on the tray in front of Lin Zimo and said with a smile.

"Is this yours or anything else?" The proprietress of the wonton shop put the last wanton and steamed dumplings left on the tray in front of He Fan, and asked with a smile.

"No need." He Fan picked up the chopsticks and said with a smile.

The proprietress of the wonton shop smiled and nodded, then walked back to the kitchen with the empty tray.

"It smells so good!" Lin Zimo approached Wonton and sniffed it, and couldn't help but say.

"Eat it quickly." He Fan said with a smile.

Blowing the wonton that was still emitting white smoke, Lin Zimo put a wonton with a spoon and put it in his mouth in a hurry without blowing it, it was not enough for a second Lin Zimo put it in his mouth The wonton was scalded and spit out, just like the dog spit out his tongue when the weather is hot in summer, spit out his tongue that was burned and a little whitish and fanned the wind with his hand, He Fan, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help laughing, he hadn't seen Lin Zimo get burned when he ate, and it was so funny to finally see it today.

"It's so hot!" Lin Zimo took a sip of tea and exclaimed.

"You deserve it, don't you know that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry?" He Fan took a wonton and blew it, and said with a smile.

He Fan glanced at him, Lin Zimo poured another cup of tea and rinsed his mouth, his tongue couldn't feel the taste of tea at all, it was just faintly a little dry, just took a sip of tea and his stomach screamed angrily, no matter so much Lin Zimo took a wonton and blew it into his mouth to chew, the taste was faint like chewing paper, but now he is hungry and doesn't care if he has a taste to fill his stomach first is the last word, the tongue is bad and the nose smells good to eat, the color and fragrance are a little tasteless, and the others are all together, Lin Zimo felt that it was good to have something to eat when he was hungry.

"Delicious, delicious!" Lin Zimo didn't forget to praise while eating.

"My tongue is burned and I have so many words, I have to cut it off." He Fan ate wonton and teased.

"There's food that can't stop your mouth." Lin Zimo said lightly.

The delicious wonton blocked He Fan's mouth, he didn't continue to argue with Lin Zimo, eating the fragrant wonton with relish, Lin Zimo also ate the wonton in three clicks and two clicks, drank a few mouthfuls of fragrant fresh soup with a spoon, and the target shifted to the steamed dumplings, pulled the steamed dumplings over and replaced the spoon with chopsticks, and quickly sandwiched the steamed dumplings on the small steamer, and in less than five minutes, the steamed dumplings on the small steamer were sandwiched by Lin Zimo at the same speed as a tornado. Only then did he touch his full stomach with satisfaction, and reminisced about the tasteless taste and smelled very fragrant wontons and steamed dumplings.

"It's so full!" Lin Zimo touched his stomach with satisfaction and said with a satisfied face.

"Do you know you're full?" He Fan began to damage Lin Zimo.

"I'm not a pig, why don't I be full." Lin Zimo glanced at He Fan and said angrily.

"You're almost like a pig, when you wake up, go to eat, and after eating, shouldn't you go to sleep again?" He Fan drank the fresh soup of wonton and said with a smile.

"Hurry up, like a." Lin Zimo urged angrily.

"This is called Sven, not like you gobbling up like Zhu Bajie in "Journey to the West"." He Fan was not angry at all and said with a smile.

"Eat Svenwen, until your head and stomach are empty." Lin Zimo couldn't help but smile and said calmly.

"I'm full, the hostess checks out." He Fan shouted loudly.

"Eh, here we are." The proprietress of the wonton shop answered loudly.

As soon as she heard He Fan's shouting, the proprietress of the wonton shop put down her work, wiped her white-faced hands with her apron, and hurriedly walked to Lin Zimo and He Fan.

"How much is it?" Lin Zimo pointed to the things on the table and asked with a smile.

"It's two bucks." The proprietress of the wonton shop replied with a smile.

"Smack" Lin Zimo took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket, patted it on the dining table, got up and walked outside with He Fan, the proprietress of the wonton shop picked up the hundred-yuan bill and put it in her wallet, and hurriedly found eight yuan and chased it out.

"Young man, you're giving too much money." The proprietress of the wonton shop grabbed Lin Zimo and wanted to stuff the money to him, panting and saying.

"Don't look for it, the taste of wonton in your store is worth a hundred yuan." Lin Zimo pushed the money back and said with a smile.

"If it's delicious, you can come more often, and you don't have to give so much money." The proprietress of the wonton shop gave Lin Zimo a kind smile, and forced the money to Lin Zimo, and said with a smile.

Before Lin Zimo could react that the money was in his hands, the proprietress of the wonton shop had already run back from afar to greet the guests in the wonton shop, looking at her busy figure in the wonton shop, Lin Zimo couldn't help but feel surprised that the proprietress of the wonton shop would chase her out and return the money, in the money society, the proprietress of the wonton shop can do business honestly, and now there are few merchants like her in this money society, and the merchants in the money society are more intriguing than the concubines of the ancient emperors, and will do whatever it takes for their own interests, In order to improve their own interests and reduce costs, merchants adulterate at will to reduce the harm to the society by making goods into garbage in the garbage heap, while those merchants can take high profits from them, those profiteers are really smart but are clever and mistaken, and make their own goods into garbage-like goods, are those merchants themselves not able to use the goods they produce in their daily lives? "No treachery, no business", those businessmen must also have a bottom line, everything is done, and in the end it is not retribution on themselves.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" He Fan bumped Lin Zimo with his elbow and asked.

"Nothing, go back." Lin Zimo put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile.

Walking in the dark alley, from time to time there was a melodious and erhu sound, Lin Zimo and He Fan walked towards the exit of the small alley by the faint light emitted by the people on both sides of the alley, He Fan has been walking in front, he doesn't know why he walked faster than Lin Zimo Anyway, there is nothing to talk about with Lin Zimo, it doesn't matter if he walks fast, when he is about to reach the exit of the small alley, He Fan faintly saw a black shadow like an old lady sitting on the ground by the faint light emitted by the small alley, as if he was in pain.

"Is that someone?" He Fan turned his head and pointed to the black figure in front of him who was sitting on the ground like an old man and asked.

"It's pitch black, you won't see the hell, right?" Lin Zimo didn't look at the place He Fan was pointing at, and said indifferently.

"What the hell did you." He Fan gave Lin Zimo a roll of his eyes and scolded.

Ignoring Lin Zimo, He Fan walked forward quickly, getting closer and closer to the black shadow and seeing more and more clearly, yes, it was an old lady who fell, He Fan hurriedly rushed up to help the old lady who fell.

"Grandma, are you alright?" He Fan helped the old grandmother and asked anxiously.

"I didn't ...... I didn't ............," the old lady fainted before she could finish her bad.

"Granny, granny, granny." He Fan shook the old grandmother in his arms and shouted loudly.

Although He Fan shouted that the old lady just didn't wake up, a big man with a huge body saw this scene, and hurriedly rushed from the depths of the small alley to look at the old lady He Fan was holding up, and pushed He Fan to the side, hugged the old lady's head, and cried bitterly, shouting, "Mom, are you okay?" He Fan looked at this scene and was stupid for a while, how did a rough man come out of this, pushed himself away, hugged his grandmother, and cried bitterly, "Mom, are you okay?" ”

"Did you make my mom like this?" The rough man glared at He Fan viciously and asked loudly.

"It's not me, it's not me." He Fan hurriedly waved his hand and explained.

"Who else is it not you?" Dahan still glared at He Fan viciously and said loudly.

"No...... No...... It's me. He Fan looked at the brutal man's terrifying eyes and stammered.

Now even if He Fan is given a hundred mouths, it is difficult to argue, and He Fan only knows the ins and outs of the matter, he just sees an old grandmother fainting on the ground, so he goes over to help him Why Now that his son is here, he has become the person who pushed the old grandmother, He Fan didn't know what to do for a while, Lin Zimo walked slowly from behind.

"If, do you still want to rob if you touch porcelain?" Lin Zimo didn't take the big man in his eyes at all, and said very calmly.

"What did you say?" The rough man suddenly stood up and grabbed Lin Zimo's collar and said viciously.

"Let go of your pig hands!" Lin Zimo glared at the rough man and said viciously.

Before the rough man could react, Lin Zimo slapped the rough man's hand away, and then kicked mercilessly on the play below the rough man, to see if the play under him would be as undefeated as Dongfang, the rough man's body twitched, and he covered the play below him and screamed, the sound was undoubtedly the scream after the egg was broken, and after a few screams, the rough man fell to the ground on his back and looked at Lin Zimo with a hideous look.

"Son, are you alright?" The old lady, who was still lying on the ground, got up and asked eagerly with her son in her arms.

"He Fan, call the police!" Lin Zimo said viciously to He Fan.

"Don't! Please spare us. The old lady fell to her knees suddenly, crying and pleading.

Seeing the old lady kneeling down and pleading, Lin Zimo felt that she was a little pitiful, helped her up, walked to the side, and ignored him, but the poor person must have something to hate, like her, the older she gets, the more shameless she is, the old man who relies on the old and sells the old, I am afraid that the rich place is China, the old man in foreign countries is not convinced, the old Chinese old man relies on the old and sells the old, this old lady gave birth to a useless loser son, not to mention, she is getting old, she is about to go west, and she comes out with her son to do this kind of thing that damages yin morality, if she doesn't go to hell, she will inevitably go to the oil pot and become a fried ghost, and she will be reincarnated in the next life** was sent to KFC to be sold as fried chicken, and his young son had no interest to do this kind of thing that damaged his morality and committed suicide as soon as possible.

Those who touch porcelain defraud other people's money all day long, take the money that is not earned by themselves with peace of mind, and spend peace of mind that they are not afraid of having a son without an asshole, maybe they just got a few hundred yuan that day, and they were hit by a car just when they wanted to leave, then your life is really a few hundred yuan, and those who touch porcelain like acting so much, just go to be an extra, maybe you will become a big star while acting, and those who touch porcelain want to act and become actors, Masters of porcelain with superb acting skills devote themselves to the acting career in China, and they will only sell tears and laughs, and add new impetus to modern dramas with no reference to the audience, and they can also devote themselves to Chinese science fiction films, and save China's science fiction films that are not more technical than the copycats produced in China.

"How do you know they're touching porcelain?" He Fan was puzzled for a moment and asked.

"Are you stupid? Isn't that clear? Lin Zimo took a breath and said speechlessly.

"When I was paying at the wonton shop just now, the stupid man took a fancy to us and whispered a few words to the old lady and disappeared, at first I thought they were the guests of the wonton shop, but then I found out that the stupid man had been following us, and I began to feel that something was wrong, when you went up to help the old lady, the stupid man was gone, and then I saw him rush at you and push you away, and then it's like this." Lin Zimo looked at He Fan, who didn't know what was going on, and explained.

"You wait for Lao Tzu!" The big man stiffened his mouth and threw down a sentence viciously.

"I'm waiting for you here when I'm full, did He Fan call the police?" Lin Zimo was not afraid at all and scolded at the big man.

Before Lin Zimo could react, the old lady ran with her son, leaving a shadow of an old man and a fat man, the speed of their mother and son was different for a young and strong young man, who could catch up, running so fast, why bother to touch porcelain, this lack of virtue is simply a waste, it is better to run so fast, it is better to go to the national track and field team to win the championship for the country, and the country has nothing to do to go out and run to win a championship.

"That's fast! It's a shame not to add people to the national track and field team. Lin Zimo looked at the direction where the two figures of the big man and the girl did not stay, and said in surprise.

"Indeed, it's a little fast." He Fan looked stunned, looked at the direction where the two of them did not stay, and said stupidly.

"Let's go, don't be too kind next time, see who should be helped." Lin Zimo looked at He Fan and said very seriously.

I don't know what's wrong, He Fan's face turned red at once, he didn't expect that Lin Zimo, who is usually very aggressive, could see through this scam that he couldn't see through, he was also cold on the outside, but his heart was kind, and kind-hearted people were not suitable for survival in this cruel society.