Not psychotic? Great, then I can claim compensation from him.

"He's not wearing that dress, how could he? -----What the? Is it filming? What kind of thief do you --- filming? ----- amnesia? You repeat? What amnesia, are you kidding me? ------What the? ----- what the doctor said? ----Okay, okay, I don't care, I just want to know where he is now? ------What the! You don't know either? How can you not know! Did he break the law? ---- didn't break the law? What does it mean that he didn't break the law, didn't he come into my house and steal something? ---- didn't lose anything? --- didn't lose it, but ----- you guys busy? ---You ---"

"Toot toot toot toot ---" On the other end of the phone, there was a busy tone.

"Do you want to make a TV series?" Xiang Ling yelled at his mobile phone, "Hit your head and lose your memory when you were filming?" You can think of such a strange reason! ”

Stuffing the phone into the bag fiercely, Xiang Ling gritted his teeth, "Stinky boy, don't let me catch you, otherwise ----"

After wandering outside aimlessly for a day, Xiang Ling finally dragged his tired body towards the door.

I thought it was a wonderful thing not to have to work, but when I really had Xiang Ling, I felt that it was not like that.

Shopping alone, eating alone, staring at the movie screen alone, Xiang Ling always felt an inexplicable emptiness in his heart.

It seems that it is only right to find a boyfriend as soon as possible, Xiang Ling pondered in his heart.

At the entrance of the community, a group of people are surrounding, and there are bursts of applause from time to time.

Since he was a child, he had an inexplicable hatred for crowded places, Xiang Ling pursed his lips and walked quickly past the group of people without squinting.

"This man seems to have practiced!"

"Not bad, looking at this posture, there should be some kung fu foundation."

"It's just a pity that if you have this ability, even if you go to acting, how can you be like a beggar here!"

"That is to say, -----"

A few aunts exchanged heads in the crowd.

Xiang Ling's footsteps stopped unconsciously at this time.

"Kung Fu?" "Filming?" These two words made Xiang Ling's ears immediately ring the words of the police station.

"Where do you get so much acting!" Xiang Ling muttered to himself angrily, and without saying anything, he tried his best to separate the onlookers and get in.

As soon as he stood still in front of the crowd, Xiang Ling couldn't step anymore.

In the center of the crowd, there was a man in white, holding a long sword in his hand and dancing lightly.

That dress, that face, isn't it the man from yesterday or who?

It's just that now, Xiang Ling didn't rush forward to reason with him, and now she is completely overwhelmed by the man's figure.

Since childhood, he has had an inexplicable complex for martial arts, although he is a woman, he has taken all the courses on martial arts, long boxing, tai chi, swordsmanship, spearmanship, what can be learned, Xiang Ling has learned, although they are just some fancy, but Xiang Ling's obsession with martial arts is getting stronger and stronger, even if he writes a book, he also chooses traditional martial arts in the face of the world's disapproval.

Now, the scenes that can only be seen on TV and in books are so realistically displayed in front of him, Xiang Ling is naturally hungry and thirsty.

The man's sword, like a white snake spitting letters, hissing through the wind, and like a dragon shuttling, walking in all directions, sometimes light as a swallow, pointing the sword, sometimes suddenly like lightning, and falling leaves.

------

"Girl, girl---" Xiang Ling, who was intoxicated by the beautiful scene, was pulled back to his thoughts by the sound of the call.

"You came just in time, accompany me with the electrical money!"

As soon as his thoughts were retracted, Xiang Ling immediately returned to reality, and Fang Cai's nymphomaniac appearance disappeared in an instant.

"Losing money? What money to accompany? The man looked dazed.

"Don't pretend in front of this girl, what kind of amnesia, the ghost believes your words, quickly accompany me with the money, otherwise, I will let you eat in prison!"

"Old Fan? Who is Lao Fan? ”

Seeing the man's stunned face, Xiang Ling looked at him carefully from head to toe.

It's still yesterday's outfit, but there's a lot of dust on my body.

Looking at the man holding the long sword, Xiang Ling's heart was full of muttering.

Could it be that this person is really amnesia?

It's just that he just has amnesia, why does he talk and behave so weirdly?

Xiang Ling, who was thinking about whether to label him as "amnesiac" or "liar", inadvertently glanced at the broken bowl in the man's hand in his eyes.

In the bowl, there were more than a dozen ten-dollar bills and some coins, among which there was also a hundred-dollar bill.

His eyes lit up instantly, Xiang Ling snatched the broken bowl from the man's hand, opened his hand, and grabbed all the money inside.

"These, let's make a deposit first!" Xiang Ling quickly stuffed the money into his pocket and handed the empty bowl to the man.

Seeing Xiang Ling's blink of an eye, the man collected all his hard-earned money, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Xiang Ling landed neatly on his bulging pockets, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Girl---" Seeing that Xiang Ling was leaving, the man couldn't help but call out loud.

"What? Don't want to pay for it? That's easy to do, let's go to the police station to reason! Xiang Ling turned around and took out his mobile phone.

Looking at Xiang Ling, who looked wary, the man's lips moved, and finally closed his mouth.

Seeing that the man stopped talking, Xiang Ling swaggered and shook his head away.

"It's a pleasure!" When he got home, Xiang Ling poured out all the money in his pocket and spread it on the table, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Bang bang bang" ----- outside the door, there was a knock on the door.

opened the door casually, and Xiang Ling suddenly found Yang Mo and Liu Jing standing outside the door.

"You're really quitting!" As soon as Yang Mo entered the door, he strode in and sat on the sofa.

"We thought you were just talking angry." Liu Jing walked up to Xiang Ling's side, "Don't you still have a personnel management project report?" Didn't attend? ”

"My heart's work, I don't want to give it to that shameless person."

Xiang Ling closed the door, and Yi Xing Yan Shan sat down beside Yang Mo.

"Yes." Yang Mo leaned towards Xiang Ling's side, "Your hard work can't be wasted, keep it, it may be a good capital to find a job in the future." ”

"But what are you going to do when you're not working?" Liu Jing also sat down with Xiang Ling.

"Have a good rest for a few days first, and by the way, find a boyfriend---"

"Boyfriend?" Yang Mo opened her mouth wide.

"What's wrong? Can't I get a boyfriend? Xiang Ling was surprised by Yang Mo's fuss.

"You still need to find a boyfriend, hasn't that Director Du been chasing you? He's talented and good-looking, you can find him! Yang Mo looked joking.

"The drunkard? Forget it! Xiang Ling's mind resurfaced what Du Kang said to himself with a smile.

You're sick in the head.

"People don't drink, so don't always call him a drunkard." Yang Mo pouted.

"If you don't get a good name, who is to blame!" Xiang Ling stuck out his tongue.

"You really don't like him ---?" Liu Jing's face suddenly flew up two red clouds inexplicably.

"Of course, if I'm looking for a boyfriend, I'm going to have to find a -----"

The knock on ---the door ----- bang, bang, sounded again, only this time, the voice seemed to be a little hesitant.