"Gathering and dispersing, dispersing and gathering, life is separated, and it is the same ,......"

Brother Li repeated Meng Shi's words, and finally muttered something in a low voice.

Meng Shi didn't hear clearly.

Then I saw Brother Li get up and throw the cigarette on the ground and step on it, then turn around and pull down the roller shutter on the back door and lock it.

After Brother Li locked the door, he turned around and patted Meng Shi on the shoulder, and then walked away without saying a word.

Walk... Let's go......

His operation made Meng Shi dumbfounded.

What does that mean?

"Ding Dong"

The mobile phone in Meng Shi's pocket rang.

Take out the mobile phone and take a look, it is a transfer reminder from Zhifubao - Li Zhijie: 10000.00 yuan will be transferred to you.

Brother Li not only did not deduct this month's salary, but also gave more.

The way of a literary artist is wild.

Meng Shi picked up the cigarette butt he threw and threw it in the trash.

After thinking about it for a while, he didn't return the money given by Brother Li in the end.

Brother Li is not short of these two thousand yuan, and Meng Shi is not short of two thousand yuan.

So keep it in mind and be in love.

The current favor is too light, a little money exchange, and it can last a little longer.

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By the time Meng Shi returned to the community, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

It took half an hour to pack my luggage.

Summer clothes, packed in a tote bag, can be carried directly.

Winter clothes, packing in a large cardboard box that a small convenience store is coming, and home delivery.

Busy work, I looked out the window.

In the gap between the buildings, a touch of fish belly white has been exposed on the horizon.

There is no fog, and it looks like it's going to be a good day today.

Meng Shi didn't feel a little sleepy, so he simply went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Wash your hair, take a shower, brush your teeth at the same time.

After washing, I didn't even bother to wear a pair of underwear, so I went straight naked.

Anyway, if you are at ease, you should walk the birds.

Meng Shi took the scotch tape, first pressed the head of the shower gel and shampoo that still had more than half of the bottle left, pressed it down to the end, then glued it up, wiped it clean, found a plastic bag, and stuffed it into the handbag.

It's really cleaned up now.

Meng Shi lay down on the bed, put on a Taizi, and thought about it for a while.

But his eyes were wide open, his mind was a mess, and he was inexplicably sleepy anyway.

So I simply got up from the bed, put on my clothes and pants, and then took out the notebook and camera that had been put into the Xiaomi backpack.

The camera and laptop are turned on together, the camera is connected to the notebook, and then the things you took yesterday are pulled to the computer for playback.

Meng Shi looked at himself on the screen, introducing his new hairstyle and dress, and smiling nonsense.

I felt a little novel and a little embarrassed, so I couldn't help but play it at double speed.

The screen video starts to play at double speed, and the fast-paced action and accelerated speech sound are a bit funny.

This kind of funny dilutes the embarrassment of watching your own small videos.

Meng Shi was a little distracted.

When I came back to my senses, I was going out to smoke in the video, and then I couldn't catch the fire, so I smashed the lighter in a hurry, and I went to pick it up and squatted back into the shadows.

The sunlight came from the opposite side, and the white stone road was a little dazzling, and Meng Shi of the screen squatted in the shadows against the door with a cigarette in his mouth, revealing only a side face.

Since the camera was set up on the table in the store, Meng Shi was not professional enough to bring the microphone to the radio, so there was only a slight whirring sound of the air conditioner in the picture.

Meng Shi looked at himself on the screen biting a cigarette in his mouth, squatting there in a motionless daze, and then walked by a person who was accelerated, when this person looked back at him.

I don't know why, a sentence suddenly popped up in Meng Shi's mind.

"Look, the man looks like a dog."

Meng Shi smiled self-deprecatingly.

Not to mention anything else, the appearance of squatting there without fire and lighting a cigarette is indeed embarrassing enough.

In Meng Shi's vision, he went out yesterday to shoot a vlog of a store visit.

But in the end, except for the gossip on the road, the only ingredients for the food after arriving at the store are those few bites of sauce meat.

Therefore, this issue of vlog is naturally not valid.

But the embarrassment of smoking by yourself looks quite funny, so you might as well cut it out.

When you think of it, you do it.

The camera has only a fixed angle of view, and there is no need to do axis subtitles, so it is a small amount of work.

Meng Shi first cut off all the front, including talking to Brother Nian on the phone, and then cut off the part where he came back and poured half a bottle of beer.

In the end, the rough cut video was left with a little more than ten minutes of time.

Meng Shi pulled this paragraph out and played it.

[Footsteps are heard.]

A man in a tank top and pants walks into the camera.

Because of the angle and height of the camera, you can only see below the shoulder.

The person in the picture looks like he has just washed his hands.

I saw him like a child, wiping his hands on the outside of his pants as he walked.

The man went out and then crouched down against the doorway.

He leans sideways, revealing only half of his face in the frame.

However, through the transparent curtain, the specific appearance cannot be clearly seen.

Then he pulled out a pack of white-wrapped cigarettes from his pocket and poured a cigarette out of it.

He glanced at the cigarette case, and it didn't seem to be much smoke inside.

It seemed that the cigarette had been flattened, so he brushed the cigarette and tapped the filter on the back of his hand with the filter side down, and then put the cigarette in his mouth.

He shook the lighter, then pressed the ignition.

Didn't light it.

He pressed the igniter again and again, but no flame came out.

After pressing it a dozen times, he slammed the lighter to the ground.

Then the picture doesn't move.

The person in the picture is holding a cigarette, as if in a daze.

And so it went on for three minutes.

Halfway through the video's progress bar, he got up, bent down to pick up the pieces one by one, and put them in the trash can on the corner of the street.

Then he crouched back into the shadows with a cigarette in his mouth.

Time is moving, but the people in the picture are frozen again.

In the picture, some people ignore him and hurriedly walk by, while others look back at him with strange eyes.

But he seems to be immersed in his own world, or maybe he's just in a daze.

As the progress bar was nearing its end, he looked up at the sun, then looked down at his phone and clicked it a few times.

After a few seconds, the phone was put back in his pocket, and he got up and walked to the trash can, took the cigarette from his mouth, and felt the cigarette case out of his pocket, and threw it into the trash with him. 】

This is the end of the video.

This time, Meng Shi did not drive at double speed.

After calming his mind, Meng Shi found that this was a new perspective.

A third person, a complete self.

is completely different from looking in the mirror and taking pictures, looking at the complete and dynamic self, appearing in the video, even makes Meng Shi feel a little unreal.

It's like you're recording your own voice, and then — woc this TM is my voice, fake, right?

You look in the mirror and feel pretty handsome, and then turn on the front camera - this broken phone hacks me! I don't look like this!

Of course, this is your problem, and Meng Shi does not have this problem.

"Lao Tzu is handsome, and his voice is good."

Certitude.

"It's myself in the video, I really look embarrassed."

"But that's not how to record life, everything can be beautiful."

Meng Shi muttered and logged in to the beep station.

Then I uploaded this video of seven or eight out of ten minutes in a daze.

Introduction: Smoking is harmful to physical health, and not having fire is harmful to mental health. Quit it.

Title: Look at that man like a dog

Meng Shi didn't like to talk about Journey to the West, because the monkey became a dog, and Zixia also died.

Of course, mainly because Zixia died.

But Meng Shi likes this line because it's very true.