"You overdosed last night, didn't you? Who's looking for me? ”

"Find your head! Hurry up and come here, or I bet you'll regret it! ”

"My God......"

The residual drowsiness of the paper-cutting completely made He Donglou disappear. He checked the time again, and finally made up his mind, and struggled out of bed, ready to deal with the overly excited young master.

"I said earlier, the welfare home, Dean Wan's welfare home."

"I haven't been! What about the name or the map? ”

"Lan ...... Lan Town? It seems to be, in the woodwall area. In the end, the paper cut completely surrendered, "I sent you the map." ”

He Donglou slapped the front seat hard and gave the driver an order: "I'll give you ten minutes, Linqiang District, Lanzhen Welfare Institute!" ”

The car started quickly, but the old man next to him said calmly: "Ten minutes is impossible, it will take at least half an hour to get from here to the western suburbs." ”

"That's half an hour, not even a second longer!"

He Donglou is still unclear about what this coincidental discovery will bring, only one thing is certain, this is much more interesting and useful than the planned flowers!

On the side of the welfare home, Papercut knew that He Donglou would not be able to arrive for a while, and he was not in a hurry, so he put on a big pair of pants and went to the bathroom to freshen up, squeezing toothpaste while comforting:

"I said, Brother Donglou, for the secretary's sake, is it okay for you to tell me a key point, and I'll help you think of ideas...... You just said, 'Who is looking for me?' ”

He Donglou laughed out loud, the key information advantage actually brought him the pleasure of IQ crushing. But the person who cuts paper, his temper is really good, he is like this, and he has the patience to accompany others, and He Donglou is not good to hang him anymore:

"No one is looking for you, someone mentioned you, it's your super worry-free Boss Luo......"

"Huh?" As soon as the papercut stuffed the toothbrush into his mouth, the action froze.

He Donglou couldn't see the appearance of the paper-cutting, but he could feel the drastic change in mood over there, and he became more and more happy. His mind is not open-minded, and at the moment it is a "use the other way, give back to the other", humming and laughing:

"So it's not that I slept late, it's that you didn't wake up early enough! Ronan started classes early in the morning, and it seems that there is quite a scene......"

"Open, class?"

The sound of paper cutting suddenly rose an octave, almost biting off the toothbrush.

He Donglou subconsciously grinned: "It seems that I want to practice some configuration techniques, and give lessons to the members of the project team, mainly to do experiments, and now it is being broadcast live." ”

"Porphyr, phew!"

Decoupage

spit out the half-melted toothpaste, didn't bother to rinse his mouth, threw away the scrubbing utensils, and walked out: "Why is there no news at all...... Zhang Yingying is with him! ”

"Isn't that what told you?"

"Then why are you talking about me again? Which channel? What about links? ”

"Link ......" He Donglou asked Lao Si, and then gave an unfortunate news, "The military's internal channel, you can't access it." ”

"Holy!"

Papercut scolded loudly, picked up his shirt and went outside the house, while maintaining contact with He Donglou, he entered Ronan's group of friends on the Lingbo Network through the six ears.

There is still the data about the "splitter" sent by Zhang Yingying last night, as well as the follow-up discussion, but there is no news about the "live broadcast" that He Donglou said.

"@章莹莹, wake up, you don't care about Boss Luo's live broadcast, the military is stuck in our heads!!"

Zhang Yingying didn't reply immediately, but there was an octopus who didn't know whether she got up early or didn't sleep at all, and let out a sluggish expression.

It's all "chapters", but it's useless!

"Ahh When I went out, I found that I had made a mistake in my busy work, and I was wearing a big pair of pants on my lower body.

Only this time when I got to the corridor, I saw Mama Wang from the welfare institute wearing clothes, leaning out half of her body from another room, staring at her expressionlessly. In the rooms on both sides, some of the children's breathing began to be disordered, apparently alarmed by the uncontrollable amplification of the paper-cutting.

"Oops, hey!"

Papercut let out a low cry, instinctively stretched out his hand to apologize, but forgot to lift the waist of his trousers, and he was also embarrassed because he was wide and fat, and his waist and crotch were blocked, so as not to lose a big ugly, but he was also extremely embarrassed.

At this time, He Donglou's voice came over again, and he looked a little hesitant: "Well, I feel like you are a negative example." ”

“……”

Paper-cutting tiptoed, gritted his teeth, held his breath, and waited until he reached the foyer of the welfare institute before he raised his voice: "Share, transcribe, remake...... Whichever way, send me the video right away! ”

For paper-cutting, this is already a rare urgency.

"You'll have to wait a while." He Donglou is willing to help with this, but the operation also takes time.

The rationality of the paper-cutting is considerate, but the emotions are not forgiving, and the heart is more like a cat scratching, and in just a few seconds, a layer of sweat has accumulated on the forehead.

And at this time, the group of friends has already exploded.

At first, she lined up with a sluggish expression, and then Zhang Yingying also reacted and left a sentence, "I've been contacted, I'll show up."

The field "destroyed the queue and was temporarily silent.

Almost everyone was blown up by the explosion, where they speculated, discussed, and @cut-paper, the first-hand information provider. The paper-cut originally wanted to join in, but his heart was really overgrown with weeds, which made He Donglou's kid's words stir his mind in a trance:

What class is Nanzi lecturing?

What did he ask me to do?

Negative Typical ...... Is it going to be so serious?

In this mixed state of curiosity, ignorance, anticipation and even worry, Paper-cutting walked to the gate of the welfare home, and suddenly someone called in his ear:

"Uncle Paper, Uncle Paper!"

“…… Uh, Weiwu? ”

The one who stopped the paper-cutting was Zhai Weiwu, the most promising little guy in the welfare home, and the godson of Zhai Dongguo, an old friend of paper-cutting. This kid has a lot of backbone, even if he only has a word, Zhai Dongguo will inevitably go through the formalities to adopt him, but he is still willing to live in a welfare home for a long time and live with other orphans in the house.

Zhai Weiwu is also a diligent boy, getting up early every day to exercise, rain or shine, to lay the foundation for future practice. Looking at the sweaty appearance on his head, most of them have already returned from a round of exercise.

"Uncle Paper, let's go?"

"Oh, I've got something to ......"

The paper-cutting was stuck halfway through, because He Donglou began to transmit data, not a live broadcast, but a transcribed video.

"Improve efficiency, I'll send it piece by piece."

"Damn!"

The paper-cut decisively turned around and walked back.

"Uncle Paper, Uncle Paper?" Zhai Weiwu only felt inexplicable, and quickly followed.

The reason for the choice of paper-cutting is very simple: in the commercial society, no matter how good the infrastructure of Xiacheng is, it is impossible to achieve full coverage of communication signals in such a bad place as the "recycling layer". The welfare institute is a public welfare place, and it is already the area with the strongest signal in the surrounding area.

He Donglou's decision to send it in segments was very wise, and the first tens of seconds of video were transmitted quickly.

Because the paper-cutting is synchronously connected to the Lingbo network, there is also a picture presentation there, which is not suitable for projection to the retina for playback, so he can only choose the external playback function.

Zhai Weiwu, who acted as a follower in the back, said "wow":

"Brother Ronan!"

Papercut ignored the children's confusing names, just stared at the projection area, looking at ...... No, it's listening to the message.

In the video, the simple and stable seaside beach background, as well as the focused figure picture, have no other value for the time being except to confirm Ronan's existence, and the only thing that is really meaningful is the sound:

"Chief, why are there so many people...... Well, so many burners? ”