The little writer in the love apartment

Chapter 27 The Suffering Zhao Haitang
Hey, after Zhao Haitang moved into the apartment, I don't have to worry about the electricity bill, so happy.

Lin Yi thought happily.

Therefore,
tonight,

Lin Yi went back to the room and turned on all the electrical equipment, such as electric lights, TV, and scientific research equipment. Finally, he can use electricity happily tonight. No, it’s time for research and experiments.

"Zhao Haitang is really good. With a little stimulation, he can last for four hours. It's beyond my expectation. These four hours of noise can generate so much electricity. Let him get more tomorrow."

Lin Yi thought of something again, and slapped his head, "Why am I so stupid? If I only make one of such a good thing, it would seem that I am incompetent. No, make a few more. Good things need to be shared with everyone, hahaha."

Lin Yi stayed up all night excitedly to make some small speakers!
I'm so happy, I can sleep with the TV on in the future, so that I can fall asleep easily! (It is the same as the author.)
Room 3602,
Zhang Wei happily turned on the light,

"Oh, it's finally possible to turn on the lights in the corridor, so I don't have to smear my nose to go to the toilet in the future, and my nose doesn't have to suffer."

In the past, he couldn't afford to drive because he had no money, but now it's different, with Zhao Haitang, wow haha.

"Hey, while there is electricity, hurry up and charge everything that needs to be charged, it's a luxury."

Zhang Wei thought happily.

"It's a comfortable day."

Zhang Wei walked to the living room and found that the TV in the living room was still on.

"Hey, curry sauce, it's so late and I'm still watching dramas."

When Curry Sauce saw Zhang Wei, she was a little flustered, because Zhang Wei didn't allow her to watch TV at night after living here for so long.

"Boss, it's all because the show is so good that I watched it for a while, so I'll turn it off immediately."

Zhang Wei waved his hand, "It's okay, I'm allowed to watch TV from now on, as long as I want to watch."

Curry Sauce suddenly remembered, with Zhao Haitang here, there is no need to worry about the electricity bill.

"Then I can watch it all night!"

"That's no good. Although you don't have to worry about the electricity bill, you should pay attention to your health."

Zhang Wei is still a good boss.

"Alright then." Curry Sauce was still very sensible.

Curry Sauce excitedly patted the paralyzed Zhao Haitang next to him.

"Zhao Haitang, it's great that you're here!"

Zhao Haitang is very sad now,

He felt weak, helpless, and uncomfortable. He found himself unable to speak. He stared blankly at the front, empty and indifferent.

Curry sauce warmly handed him a glass of honey water,

"Come on, take a sip of honey water to moisten your throat, you are speechless."

That benevolent smile, exuding the brilliance of motherhood, moved Zhao Haitang very much, but unfortunately he was speechless.

I can only think silently in my heart.

"Woo, there are still people in the apartment who care about me!"

Unfortunately, the next sentence of curry sauce drove him into the abyss,

"Keep your throat well, you can continue tomorrow!"

Zhao Haitang is autistic.

He thought of a way, which was to throw away the horn in the dead of night,
"I'm a genius, just do it."

Midnight,

A black figure picked up the small speaker on the table, went to the balcony, and threw it hard.

"Hmph, without this little speaker, let's see what you guys do."

the next day,
The curry paste let out an exclamation,
"Ah! Why is the little speaker missing?"

"Hmm! Did Lin Yi take it away?"

When everyone heard the exclamation of curry sauce, they hurried over.

Lin Yi said: "I didn't take it, didn't I put it here yesterday?"

When everyone heard this, they immediately looked for it.

At this time, Zhao Haitang came out of the room slowly, pretending to be surprised and said: "Ah, the speaker is gone, what a pity for such a black technology."

Sighing, he said again: "Hey, I originally wanted to continue to contribute to everyone, but I didn't expect it."

Looking vigorously at Zhao Haitang, "You must have thrown it away."

Zhao Haitang's face was full of sadness, "Dali, you can't frame a good person. Yes, I admit that I had this idea at first, but it really wasn't me."

Dali still looked at him with the eyes of the real murderer, after all, Zhao Haitang's performance was too clumsy, but there was no way, the horn was gone.

Zhao Haitang didn't realize it, and still used that clumsy acting that exploded, and even used eye drops to squeeze out some tears. Of course, this was done behind the scenes, no one saw it,

He pretended to be sad and said: "I know that I am not liked by everyone, so in order to quickly integrate into everyone, I can only contribute my voice through this small speaker to generate electricity for everyone."

Lin Yi smiled,

"I didn't expect you to have such a high awareness."

"Then I have no choice but to satisfy you."

After speaking, he took out a few small speakers.

Everyone looked at him in surprise, "Wow, Lin Yi, where did you get so many small speakers?"

Lin Yi said, "I did it myself."

Zhao Haitang stared wide-eyed and looked at Lin Yi, "Isn't this kind of black technology difficult to make!"

Lin Yi said proudly: "Once you understand the principle of this thing, it will be very easy, not to mention that I made the last one myself."

"Hey, now that the trumpet is ready, and Zhao Haitang has made up his mind, then, I invite Zhao Haitang to start today's singing performance, everyone applauds!"

"Oh, Zhao Haitang, Zhao Haitang!"

Zhao Haitang felt dizzy, the sky was full of stars, I wanted to find my mother!
Zhao Haitang, dead!
(End of this chapter)