Lin Ling'er looked puzzled, she really felt that Shen Mo was a good person from the bottom of her heart, but she didn't understand why Shen Mo was unhappy.

Does this need to be explained?

Shen Mo was issued a good guy card just now, or a good guy card issued by a little water ghost.

Anyone would be upset about this.

Because the good guy card also has a very nice name called the spare tire, followed by a series of milk names such as licking dog, honest man, and pick-up man.

These are very prestigious and good people.

Can silence be the same as they are? It's not the same, it's definitely not the same. Since it's different, how can you stand Lin Linger's good person card.

Shen Mo emphasized, "Ling'er, you have to remember that I am not a good person. ”

Lin Ling'er shrugged her shoulders indifferently, "It doesn't matter if you're a good person or not, the important thing is that I really appreciate you." Zhang Ailing once said that it is not without reason that men are good to women, except for love, I am afraid that there will be no second reason. So, you must like me, right? ”

Silence: "Huh?!" ”

Shen Mo looked confused, where is this, how can it be related to the question of whether you like it or not.

Lin Linger is worthy of being a die-hard fan of Zhang Ailing, and this literary and artistic atmosphere is inevitably too strong and unscrupulous.

Although Lin Ling'er is quite good-looking, her figure is also good, and her personality is quite good, she can give people unimaginable happiness as a ghost.

But Shen Mo really didn't have the idea of crossing the thunder pool for Lin Ling'er, and the reason why he was willing to help Lin Ling'er was out of pure brotherhood.

I treat you as a brother, and you actually want to sleep with me.

Silent strongly condemned Lin Ling'er's unkindness.

Lin Ling'er saw Shen Mo's embarrassed expression, but she became more and more happy, and the unhappiness in her heart was left behind, she knew that now was not the time to dwell on this issue, Shen Mo must be shy.

I didn't expect that a person of his age would be shy.

Lin Ling'er changed the topic and said, "Then, little silent." When are we going to go back to my house to see my parents? ”

Silent for a moment, goosebumps instantly startled, and his mouth was broken, "Little Silence?!" Huh... Really sour. You still call me Brother Shen, or Brother Mo. Can the title of little silence be called casually? ”

"It's all good, it's just a title." Lin Ling'er smiled more and more happily, "You haven't answered my question yet, when are we going to see my parents?" ”

Ahem, Shen Mo straightened his face, "Don't worry, I still have some things to deal with at hand, and we'll set off when we're done." ”

Lin Ling'er was obviously a little lost, she was silent for a while, and asked, "What's the matter?" Speak up and listen, maybe I can help you. ”

"It's all small things, you can't help it..." Before he finished his silent words, he had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly remembered that Lin Ling'er in front of him was majoring in Chinese language and literature, and this major could just help him.

"Since you want to help, there's one thing you can help with." Shen Mo smiled evilly, "Can you help me write a three-thousand-word written report?" ”

Lin Ling'er "??? ”

Written report? Aren't you the owner of a woodcarving shop? Now the boss is writing a written report at night.

Shen Mo saw that Lin Ling'er did not object, and explained part of the situation of the Yuan Tomb to her.

"You know, I want an excellent report that is profound, doesn't reveal my strength, and can take a lot of credit. Can you write it? ”

Lin Ling'er tilted her head and pondered for a while, "Little things, wrap up on this girl." Do you want a vernacular version, or a classical Chinese version? ”

Silent and stunned, this thing can still write classical Chinese? Is there such a six-major in Chinese language and literature?

"Let's write in the vernacular. We can't understand the Chinese version. ”

"Okay! Leave it to me, and you can come and pick it up in the evening." Lin Ling'er said that she was about to plunge into Haihu Lake, but was stopped by Shen Mu.

"Hey! You're not a groundbound spirit now, why are you still playing in the water when you have nothing to do? Can I write an electronic written report in the water? Do all the nonsense, come home with me, and write on the computer. ”

"Okay!"

Lin Ling'er was very happy when she heard that she could go home with Shen Mo, "This is the first time people have gone to your house during the day, and they have been there at night before." ”

Shen Mo felt that this sound weird, but he couldn't figure out what was strange, and he was used to Lin Linger's literary and artistic atmosphere, so he shrugged his shoulders and ignored it directly.

So, Shen Mo took Lin Ling'er back to the Laifu Wood Carving Shop, and after talking to Nannan for a while, he finally obtained the temporary right to use the computer from Nannan.

Leave Lin Ling'er in the bedroom, let her complete the written report, and prepare to go to the south of the city alone to deal with the contact lens shop incident.

According to the process, Shen Mo first reported the contact lens incident to her in Weixinli Yanjing Ma Thirteen, and only after obtaining the record and mission permission did he embark on the journey to the south of the city.

At the same time, Yanjing Ma 13 also told Shen Mo that the subsidy for the two incidents of the Yuanyuan Tomb and Renhe Pig Farm would be submitted to him in writing, and the audit would be successfully issued after the review, so that he would not have to worry.

Shen Mo didn't care about this, since he joined the super game, money is a series of numbers for him, he no longer has money, and he only wants to make this string of numbers infinite.

The more balances displayed on Weixin and Alipay, the more stable the silence becomes.

Driving Zhang Jiayi's BMW X1, he silently said, "When the mission subsidy comes down this time, it's time to change to a car." It's not good to always drive someone else's car, and old drivers must have their own car. ”

Drip, drip!

Honking the horn, the red light passers-by who blocked the way back, silently speeding on the road in Yancheng, did not take much time to reach the south of Yancheng.

The south of Yancheng is more remote than the north of the city, it is notoriously deserted, although several communities have been built, but no one wants to live in the south of the city, resulting in the communities becoming ghost towns, spacious on the road, there are not a few cars for a long time, and the sidewalks are bleak, and there are no people.

This is the aftermath of the city's rapid development.

However, Seongnam is not useless, because Seongnam has a very alternative street, it is the place with the highest GDP contribution in the whole Seongnam, it is deserted during the day, but as long as it is night, it is very lively.

It is a gai for pedicure.

The low rent has made a large number of bath and foot massage shops choose to take root in the south of the city, and they go out day and night, contributing their own strength to the health and wellness of the public.

Of course, it is very formal to have a bath and foot spa.

When you wander in the deep and dark alleys at night, and suddenly find a nameless shop with no sign but lights on, you may be able to find them, but I advise you, no trade, no harm, clean yourself, and take care of yourself.

Shen Mo walked alone on the foot massage road, where the day was unusually deserted, the doors of the shops on both sides were closed, and there was only a beautiful small supermarket and a 24-hour self-service Chengren vending store open on the entire street.

Shen Mo took a deep breath and wondered if he should wait until the evening to come back, but then he thought that he was not here to maintain his health, and it was not the same day and night.

Under the pretext of buying a pack of cigarettes, Shen Mo walked into the small supermarket, wanting to inquire about the legend of the contact lens store.

Although it is called a supermarket, it is smaller than the average commissary, not too large inside, and not rich in products, but it is enough to meet the daily needs of this street.

silently pushed the door in, and his eyes fell on the proprietress behind the bar who was watching a certain Mang TV series.

"Get a pack of cigarettes!"

The proprietress is a woman in her thirties, with thick but not excessive makeup, dressed in line with the temperament of the street, giving people a sense of maturity that has been devastated by wind and rain but still has charm.

"What smoke?" The proprietress glanced silently, as if she was curious about how there could be a fresh face here, but she didn't ask too much, after all, this was just a small deal, who would care.

"Here's a box of Hibiscus King."

"Soft or hard? What Ser? ”

Silent and surprised, the Hibiscus King is still soft and hard? Still seile?