Incense money from flower and bird shop

"This is a career line. Although there are some twists and turns, they are all minor problems."

Ming Yan was sitting on the sofa in the corner of the lobby of the newspaper office, reading palmistry for the beauty at the front desk.The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows sprinkled on him, making a simple white T-shirt full of the atmosphere that belongs to the sun.

The little beauty was fascinated by his smile, and half an hour ago, she took the initiative to log on to WeChat.In the age when appearance is paramount, a good-looking face is like a passport, especially in front of a down-and-out face control.

"Let's talk about other things, such as... the love line?"

"Ding dong——" a reminder sounded, and with the opening of the elevator door, Xiao Congshuo walked out with a gloomy face.

Ming Yan waited for someone, hurriedly said "I'll see it next time", and walked towards the person: "My friend, did you capture something you shouldn't?"

Xiao Congshuo also recognized Ming Yan, and after a brief surprise, he retracted his gaze guiltily and nodded silently——

Last night, on his way back to the office building for overtime after eating barbecue, Xiao Congshuo saw someone beating a bear under the street lamp on the corner of the street.Twisting the ears, pulling the clothes and spanking the buttocks in one go, the beating is called a smooth and proficient flow of water.Out of professional instinct, he picked up his phone and took three consecutive shots.

#东美男青年上街打熊子子#, this headline is enough to make social news, trainee reporter Xiao Congshuo is really a little excited when he thinks that tomorrow's topic task will be completed perfectly.

Who knew that the moment the photo was uploaded to the computer, there was a basin of cold water pouring down on the head - the camera only captured the "violent person", and the image of the bear child turned into a cloud of blue-gray smoke for no reason, leaving only a distorted silhouette reflected in it. in the picture.

In the office where he was the only one who worked late at night, the cold wind from the air conditioner blew past his ears, and Xiao Congshuo was so startled that he knocked over the teacup in his hand.

That's right, he has yin and yang eyes, the kind that doesn't work at all times, and doesn't see dirty things all the time.So many times, he couldn't tell whether the people passing by were people or ghosts.

"At that time I was beating up the kid, and I was about to subdue it, but—" Ming Yan's voice pulled him back from his thoughts, and he pointed his slender fingers on the glass tabletop, pretending to be walking, "Get into your mobile phone gone."

"What!" Xiao Congshuo almost jumped up, and his suddenly loud voice also attracted colleagues passing by after get off work to look over frequently.

"Calm and calm." Ming Yan pulled his clothes and sat back on the sofa, suddenly smiled meaningfully, and said a word with his thin lips together: "This little devil doesn't harm others, he only loves to play tricks."

Xiao Congshuo can be regarded as "experienced" in such things as bumping into ghosts, and he was not too frightened by one sentence, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt terrified again: "Can you take him?"

"It's possible, but he has to take the initiative to come out." Ming Yan fiddled with Xiao Congshuo's phone, flipping through the photos he took today one by one, "I just beat him up yesterday, so he probably won't figure it out. gone."

Xiao Congshuo wanted to cry but had no tears: "Then what should I do?"

Ming Yan patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "Give me your mobile phone, and then, change another mobile phone."

That has to be changed!

Xiao Congshuo is graduating soon, and the school can no longer live in. Facing rent, water, electricity and living expenses, the internship salary is so pitiful, and he doesn't know if he can last until next month.For a poor student, changing his mobile phone is a fantasy, and his career is destined to be inseparable from communication.

"Don't be afraid, at most, there will be an extra shadow when walking at night, and the loudspeaker is just singing in the middle of the night, you should be used to it." Ming Yan suddenly smiled while speaking, with shallow double eyelid creases, slightly flying eyes, even There is a hint of ridicule in the smile, but it can't be annoying.

Xiao Congshuoming knew that he was being teased, but he was not angry, he just muttered, "I don't want to get used to this kind of thing..."

In the end, Ming Yan left his mobile phone number and expressed his willingness to be responsible for this matter to the end.

Xiao Congshuo watched him leave with a bitter face, looked at the mobile phone on the glass coffee table, and sighed in his heart——

I'll go to your uncle's yin and yang eyes!

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