Chapter 18 Chapter Eighteen You Are a Bad Guy

In the bar, Zhanbo was working with a computer, and Meijia approached. "Zhanbo, have you seen Guan Gu?" Zhan Bo casually said, "Guan Gu, he dragged Mr. Zeng to watch my sister's play." Meijia said with great interest: "When did Yifei act in a drama?" Zhanbo disagreed: "Oh, it's not the 'Elegant Art Into the Community' event, everyone is free to sign up, and the most popular programs can be sent to the city for awards." Meijia continued to inquire: "What kind of drama is Yifei? Comedy, tragedy or Qiong Yao drama?" Zhan Bo raised his head and looked at the ceiling: "Neither, it is said that it is called an interactive drama. I can't figure it out either, so you can ask Guan Gu yourself later."

Meijia said to herself: "This guy Guan Gu actually let me go, and agreed to meet with a mannequin this afternoon." Zhanbo immediately came to his senses: "Mannequin?" Meijia said angrily, "Don't get excited, it's a man." Zhanbo said disappointedly: "Isn't Guan Gu a manga artist? Why do you want mannequins?" Meijia thought about it, and said: "It is probably for the purpose of 'introducing elegant art into the community'. He is going to paint oil paintings. But the mannequin last time was too ugly, I really can't stand it. My god, the whole Notre Dame de Paris knocked bell!"

Zhan Bo also thought of that image, and echoed, "I feel the same way... Even if you take a photo of that face, it will be regarded as an abstract painting." As soon as Meijia spoke, she was about to act: "So I have to stop Guan Gu in time, by the way, are they in the small theater?" "That's right. Yo, the show is probably about to start." Zhan Bo said expressionlessly. Xiaoxian walked into the theater and saw about seven or eight spectators sitting scattered inside.Guan Gu sat in the first row and waved hello. "Teacher Zeng, here, here is a continuous vacancy."

Xiaoxian glanced at it, and there was no one in the whole theater, so he sat down awkwardly: "This first row...how is it so close to the stage? I can smell the farts of the actors." Guan Gu said excitedly: "This is the legendary 'interactive drama', very different." Xiaoxian said disdainfully: "Which one will Yifei play?" Guan Gu replied: "Death on Wall Street." Xiaoxian thought for a while, and then asked: "Oh. Who is Wall Street?" Guan Gu Khan. The play begins and the lights dim.Four students took to the stage, dressed in black T-shirts.

Student A came out: "I'm a subprime loan ~ risk!" A field worker was beating a gong beside him, bang—shocking Xiaoxian. Student B came out: "I'm a stock ~ Crash!" The field workers beat the gong again, boom——Xiaoxian's spirit tensed up. Student C: "I am a bank~bad debt!" The sound of the gong—boom. Student Ding was the last one to appear: "I'm a subprime... Bah, I'm spending ~ sluggish!" There were boos from the audience. Xiaoxian said in a low voice: "I can't do it, what is this? I'll die before Wall Street dies, no, I'm leaving." After finishing speaking, she got up.

Suddenly, student A rushed over, holding a mirror to Xiao Xian: "Look! This is the face of a 'speculator'." The gong followed-boom. Xiaoxian looked at himself in the mirror and was startled. Guan Gu whispered: "Congratulations, Mr. Zeng, you have been interacted with." Xiaoxian's facial expression froze. At this moment, Yifei came out with a cigarette in his mouth, curled hairpins on his hair, a beer bottle and a feather duster in his hand——dressed like a renter.Yifei sang: "Love - no, hate - no, catch - can't come, run - can't get away." But it was "If Love".

Xiaoxian got goosebumps all over the floor, and asked weakly, "Who is she playing?" Yifei continued to imitate Zhou Xun's voice: "Hello—subprime mortgage risk, stock crash, hello bank bad debts, sluggish consumption." Every time she called someone, the student actor pretended to be terrified. "And you—the self-righteous speculator!" Student A put the mirror on Xiaoxian's face again. Xiaoxian raised his hand in embarrassment, turned his head and bowed to the back row. Yifei appeared one by one: "I am your mother—financial crisis!" The follow-up lights illuminated her face, thump, thump, thump—the field workers beat the gongs and drums.

Xiaoxian took out a plastic bag and retched. Three hours later. All the actors took the curtain call hand in hand, and the applause from the audience was sparse. A student presented flowers to Yifei and hugged him adoringly. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Guan Gu picked off a flower and dedicated it to Yifei: "Yifei, it's so wonderful! I never thought that the 'subprime mortgage risk' was the real murderer. But 'stock crash' and 'bank bad debts' It’s a shame we didn’t get together in the end.” Yifei smiled and said, "I will consider your opinion and revise the script."

"Anyway, congratulations, Yifei!" Guan Gu and Yifei hugged, and Yifei almost jumped onto him. Yifei turned to hug Xiaoxian. Xiaoxian was hugged too tightly, and said intermittently: "!@￥#@￥%, Yifei!" Yifei couldn't hear what he said, and asked, "What did you say?" "This play is too bad." Xiaoxian struggled to say. Yifei pushes Xiaoxian away violently. Guan Gu supported him: "Teacher Zeng." Xiaoxian said with a sense of justice: "What's wrong? Am I wrong? It's really bad, isn't it?" Several people around the audience looked at him with contempt, Xiaoxian bit the bullet and continued, "I'm just telling the truth. , we are good friends, and good friends should tell the truth." He also found gorgeous reasons for himself.

Yifei said angrily: "You are so tall. Good friends should encourage each other and make each other happy. What kind of good friend are you?" Guan Gu Yuanchang: "Teacher Zeng didn't mean that." Yifei was furious: "He is just throwing cold water. A good friend has made an effort and should give support instead of standing and talking without back pain." Xiaoxian sarcastically said, "My back hurts from just sitting." "What!" Yifei was about to go crazy. "Don't be angry, Miss Yifei." Guan Gu comforted. At this time, Guan Gu's mobile phone emitted the sound effect of Transformers transformation.Yifei immediately trembled.

"What's that sound?" Yifei asked strangely. Guan Gu took out his mobile phone: "This is my text message ringtone, cool." Yifei begged for mercy, "I can't hear this voice." "Why?" Guan Gu was puzzled. Yifei explained in a depressed mood: "This voice is nothing at all, but Zhanbo will learn it like a conditioned reflex when he hears this voice. As soon as I hear someone learn it, I get goosebumps all over the ground. It makes me now It's also a conditioned reflex." Guan Gu carefully checked: "Is it the sound of 'ku ku ku ki ki'?" Yifei trembled again: "Don't, don't learn, okay?" Xiaoxian took advantage of the topic: "See? Everyone has different likes and dislikes. Why force it?" Yifei confronted each other and said: "Inner preference and support for people are two different things. For example, I like Guan Gu's drawing comics, but if he draws oil paintings, I will support him, even if his mobile phone makes this sound. I will support him as well. This is a friend, the legendary 'friend'." Emphasize the last two words. Xiaoxian vented his anger on Guan Gu unconvinced: "Speaking of this, I still want to say, Guan Gu, I have no problem with you changing from comics to oil paintings, at least find a decent model. The resolution of this one is obviously too low now. , how can you draw well?" Guan Gu immediately gave up his job as a mediator and participated in the quarrel: "You think my model is not good?" Xiaoxian said with a playful smile, "It's not bad, it's very bad." "You!" Guan Gu stared at Xiaoxian closely. Yifei wins over his comrades: "Guan Gu, don't be as knowledgeable as him. From now on, let's pay good for bad, and teach him how to write the word quality?" Xiaoxian retorted: "Isn't telling the truth the best quality?" Yifei argued hard: "If you were to perform a play, we would definitely sit through it and then praise your performance. This is what a true friend should do, understand?" Xiaoxian's eyes suddenly released a chilling and evil look: "Oh, really? Are you sure?" Yifei said firmly: "Of course. From now on, I want you to see the gap between me and you." Student A came up again and said, "Everyone, now enter the director's question and answer time. If you have any suggestions for this play, we can continue to interact." Xiaoxian immediately scrambled over from the auditorium and rushed out the door. Everyone despises. Zhanbo paced back and forth in the room, distracted, looking at his watch, he couldn't bear it anymore, and knocked on Yifei's door. "elder sister!" Yifei was wearing a nightgown, her hair was messy, and she was yawning. Zhanbo said excitedly, "Why are you so sure that you can still sleep at a time like this?" Yifei asked in a daze, "Oh, is that so? What time is it?" "12 o'clock." "12 o'clock? I shouldn't be sleeping. Should I still stand guard on the frontier? When the enemy invades, light the beacon tower?" Zhan Bo shook her: "Wake up and listen to me, okay?" "Okay." Yifei started snoring while standing. Zhanbo had an idea and simulated the transformation of Transformers: "kukukukiki." Yifei shuddered and woke up: "Are you on purpose?" Zhan Bo's face twisted: "Sister, Wan Yu hasn't come back yet." "Ah? Oh." Yifei walked towards the kitchen disapprovingly. Zhan Bo followed behind and muttered: "Wan Yu hasn't come back yet! And the phone is turned off." Yifei said calmly, "Is there any problem? Maybe the magazine is working overtime." "It's Saturday. And I've already called her office." "Are you doing odd jobs in the bar downstairs again?" "I went to see it, no. Do you think we should go out and find her?" Yifei suddenly cheered up: "Good idea! You can go by yourself, I'm sleepy. I just dreamed that my interactive drama was performed in the Bird's Nest Stadium, and Zhang Yimou sat down watching it with tears in his eyes and applauded." He turned and wanted to enter the house . Zhan Bo held her back: "Sister! After you die, you will have more time to do the Spring and Autumn Dream. Now Wan Yu may have encountered a bad person, and it may be in danger." Yifei said helplessly: "What danger is there? Where do you think this is? Sin City? I often come back in the middle of the night, and I haven't met any bad people since~~." Zhan Boy replied sternly: "That's because the bad guys are also afraid of meeting you." Yifei couldn't hear it: "Don't think that Zhang Yimou is still waiting for me, so I don't have time to deal with you." Zhan Bo quickly flattered him: "You are a black belt in karate, it's different." "Zhanbo, I suggest you practice karate as well. You and Wanyu are about the same in unarmed combat power, and Wanyu is at least smarter than you. What if you encounter a...fight...robbery," Yifei imitated Fan Wei said in his tone, "The probability of your accident is relatively high." Zhan Bo begged, "I'm not joking." Yifei still looked casual: "... Otherwise, I have an idea. Don't think about anything now, take off your clothes and go to bed. Wanyu will come back by herself in a short time, and then you will sleep together. The world will Quiet." Zhanbo began to wonder: "What?" Yifei explained slowly: "I mean in terms of time—you sleep together, and in terms of space—you sleep in yours, and she sleeps in hers." Zhanbo became stubborn: "No, I always feel that something will happen tonight. I just used a poker card to make a divination. Guess what I drew—two hearts." Yifei spread her hands together: "2 Hearts? What does that mean?" Zhanbo muttered, "Hearts! Peach blossoms represent the opposite sex, red represents blood, and 2 represents misfortunes never come singly. Can you tell?" Yifei scolded: "You are indeed a 'two'. I said that you are a gifted child who has studied abroad for many years. You have learned mathematics, physics and chemistry, and now you are playing gossip? Why didn't you deduce from the theory of relativity that Wanyu will be sucked into the time rift? where?" Zhan Bo cried with a sad face: "Wan Yu hasn't come back yet. Don't you think it's strange?" Yifei had to use reverse thinking to explain: "Anything that seems abnormal often has a very simple and simple explanation." "For example." "For example, Wan Yu bought a lot of things when she was shopping, and she couldn't carry them. She was hungry, so she found a place to drink coffee, and met a funny waiter in a coffee shop. They chatted, and Wan Yu forgot. You know she often does this. Then she looked at her watch suddenly: 'Ah, it's so late.' Then the waiter said, 'Miss, let me get you a taxi.' Then she was on her way back." Zhan Bo thought of the worst: "Then she got drunk, crashed into a bus, and then the car crashed and she died." Yifei said contemptuously, "How can you get drunk after drinking coffee?" Zhan Bo excitedly described: "I mean maybe that taxi driver was drunk, or that bus driver was also drunk. It's also possible that that funny cafe waiter is also a perverted pervert at the same time." Yifei said in surprise: "You mean——Wan Yu met two drunk drivers in one night, and also met a perverted waitress at the same time?" "This is just my guess, it might be worse..." Zhan Bo's expression changed drastically. Yifei couldn't take it anymore: "Okay, okay, how about this, there are no cafes, and there are no funny waiters. There are no drunk drivers. Wanyu just watched a movie by the way after shopping, okay." Zhanbo is still competing: "But even if you start watching it at 10 o'clock, you should finish it in an hour and a half. Why hasn't she arrived home yet?" Yifei bluffed and yelled: "Oh, it means something must happen, right? You want to force me to death." At this time the doorbell rang.Yifei said happily: "Thank God, the ancestor finally came back. I can go to sleep now." Zhanbo quickly opened the door, and called excitedly: "Wanyu—" soon said in frustration, "Meijia?" Meijia walked in, and said sullenly, "The difference in your expression is too obvious." Zhan Bo quickly explained: "No...have you seen Wan Yu? She hasn't come back yet." Meijia crossed her arms and said coldly: "I'm just here to talk about this—I saw her in the lobby downstairs just now." Zhanbo breathed a sigh of relief. Yifei said proudly: "I just said she will come back. Don't worry." But Meijia's face suddenly became serious: "But I saw a man molesting her!" Zhanbo and Yifei yelled, "Molesting?" Meijia fell into memories: "I just came back from the gym and was going to go back to rest, but the elevator couldn't wait, so I decided to take the stairs in a rage. After walking a few steps, I heard a man's voice behind me." Meijia was waiting for the elevator, looking a little anxious, so she decided to take the stairs.As soon as he walked up the stairs, a male voice came. "Lin Wanyu." Meijia turned her head and saw Wan Yu walking in.Just as she was about to call her, she saw a strange man pushing in through the door. Meijia peeked through the cracks of the stairs and saw Wanyu walking to the elevator, and a man came in from the door to stop her. Holding the handbag in both hands, Wan Yu said nervously, "You called me?" The strange man smiled slyly: "Yes, beautiful woman." Wan Yu was even more frightened: "Who are you?" The strange man said shamelessly: "I am a person who has been silently following you for a long time." Wan Yu shook her head in panic, "I don't know you." The strange man seemed to know Wan Yu well: "But I know you. Lin Wanyu, whose birthday is February 25th, is a Pisces, and her nickname is Yoyo Little Goldfish. Your father is the chairman of Lin's International Bank, right?" "How do you know everything? What do you want to do?" Wan Yu hugged her chest nervously. The strange man said sinisterly: "I followed you all the way for a long time before I dared to stop you here. If I don't call you, you should run away." Wan Yu panicked and said, "Are you following me?" The strange man continued to smirk: "If I don't follow you, how would I know where you live?" Wan Yu's expression was like a little white rabbit who met a big bad wolf in the forest. Zhan Bo was horrified when he heard that, and asked, "Stalking?! Then what happens next?" Meijia said disapprovingly: "I answered a call later, but I didn't hear it clearly." Zhanbo shouted excitedly: "You answer the phone at such a critical time?!" Meijia said proudly: "They said that my mobile phone number was drawn as the second prize of Niuda Group's social contribution." Yifei interjected leisurely: "It's only the second prize. I have been drawn seven or eight times for the first prize. That's a lie." Meijia said dejectedly: "Oh, no wonder the mandarin spoken by the prize winner is so substandard." Zhan Bo also took over the conversation: "However, I have received a standard accent... go, go, go, go, go, go, say Wanyu." Meijia continued to recall: "Oh, oh, I saw that man take something out of his pocket. Then Wanyu yelled." The memory goes back to the apartment lobby.The strange man took out something from his pocket, but he couldn't see it clearly, it was just red, and it flashed by. "Ah!" Wan Yu took two steps back. Zhanbo nervously interrupted Meijia: "The murder weapon? Wanyu is in danger." Meijia said vividly: "Then they said a few words, and I saw that man make a move on Wan Yu." From Meijia's perspective, the man did pinch Wanyu's arms, waist and thighs. Meijia stayed on the stairs, holding the phone, showing a surprised expression. Zhanbo interrupted again: "Then why don't you go up and help?" Meijia said in a weak voice: "Hey! I'm a girl too, how do I know what that man took out? Didn't I come to find help right away?" Zhan Bo suddenly realized: "Did you go back and change your clothes?" Meijia said embarrassingly, "How do you know?" Zhanbo sized up Meijia. Meijia was wearing a skirt, makeup, and earrings: "You just came back from the gym?" Meijia hesitated and said: "Hehe. Although that man looks like a pervert at first glance, he seems to be quite handsome. So I went back and changed to a decent one." Zhanbo said sadly: "Ahh! Are you still planning to make a good impression on the pervert!" After a while, everyone jumped out of the elevator and found that the lobby was empty. Zhan Bo waved his broom as if hitting someone: "Where are people?" Meijia looked around: "The front is still here." Zhan Bo said with a sad face, "We are late! Maybe something happened to Wan Yu!" Meijia realized that she had committed a serious crime, and asked nervously, "Then what should I do?" Zhanbo's cell phone rang, and he answered the phone: "Sister, we're downstairs, Wanyu is already home? That's good. What? Crying? We'll be right back." Grinning at Meijia, "Damn it, Wanyu seems really I was molested!" Back in the living room, Zhan Bo looked around: "Where's Wan Yu?" Yifei said quietly, "She came back just as you left." Yifei recalled the situation at that time: The doorbell rang, and she went to answer it. "Wan Yu!" Wan Yu expressionless: "Feifei." Yifei said cautiously: "What happened? Tell me." With tears in her eyes, Wan Yu didn't speak, pushed Yi Fei away, shook her head and rushed into the toilet, like singing a Yue opera, with small steps, dragging her arms, and exaggerated movements. Zhan Bo couldn't wait any longer, and said, "Let me talk to Wan Yu." Meijia quickly stopped: "Girls usually find it hard to tell when they encounter this kind of thing." Yifei said solemnly: "Let me do it. It's easier for girls to communicate with each other about this kind of thing." Zhanbo swore ferociously: "If I go down earlier, maybe I can stop that pervert. I'm going to find that guy. He actually bullied Wanyu. I can't spare him." The doorbell rang again, Yifei went to open the door, and a strange man stood at the door. "Excuse me, does Lin Wanyu live here? She left in a hurry just now, so I asked her to leave a call." Yifei said casually: "She is here, please come in." Let the strange man into the room. Meijia looked up and saw the strange man, and whispered to Zhanbo nervously: "It's him. I just saw him flirting with Wanyu." Zhan Bo showed his menacing face: "Are you sure it's him?" Meijia was very sure: "You are so handsome, that's right." Without saying a word, Zhan Bo punched the strange man in the face, causing him to fall to the ground. At this time, Wan Yu came out of the toilet and just saw this thrilling scene.In her heart, she had a unique insight into what had just happened: "The air at that time was almost frozen, and there was no sound around, probably because it was too quiet, and I could almost hear everyone's voice." In Wan Yu's mind, the picture froze when it fell halfway from the strange man.At that time, everyone had expressions of surprise, only Wan Yu was moving normally, and she saw that everyone was standing there stiffly, with their mouths wide open.She heard Yifei's heartfelt voice - "Oh my god, my brother actually hit someone! We have a man in our family!" Meijia's heartfelt voice - "A handsome guy is a handsome guy, and he fell down with such a tone. The face was not beaten It’s bad.” Zhan Bo’s inner voice——“Ahhh, my hand.” Wan Yu yelled, breaking her fantasy: "Stop!" Everyone's eyes turned: "Wan Yu!" The strange man was lying on the sofa. Wan Yu asked scoldingly, "Zhan Bo, why did you beat him?" Zhanbo said innocently, "Isn't he a pervert?" Wan Yu said resentfully: "What pervert, he is my junior high school classmate. His name is Artai." Everyone sighed at the same time: "Junior high school classmate?" Zhanbo confessed honestly: "It was Meijia who told me that he was following you and touching you." Meijia said confidently: "I saw it with my own eyes." "he?" Wan Yu brings back real memories. At that time, Wan Yu was stopped by Artest in the lobby of the apartment. At first, she was nervous and hugged her chest: "How do you know all about it? What do you want to do?" Artest jokingly said: "I followed you all the way for a long time before I dared to stop you here. If I don't call you, you should run away." Wan Yu looked puzzled: "Are you following me?" Artest smirked and said, "If I don't follow you, how would I know where you live?" Wan Yu frowned and suddenly relaxed, and exclaimed, "You are... Artest!" Artest responded excitedly: "You finally recognized me." Wan Yu was a little excited: "Why didn't you call me earlier. We haven't seen each other for 10 years." "Yeah, I really can't recognize you, if I didn't find your wallet today and saw your ID card, I really wouldn't dare to recognize you." Artest said and took out the Wan Yu's red wallet. Wan Yu shouted happily: "Ah!" Meijia came back to her senses: "Wallet!?" It was that red light. Zhanbo looked at Meijia and questioned, "Is this why Wanyu yelled?" Meijia herself didn't know why, "How did I know that the murder weapon was actually a wallet." Zhan Bo said to Wan Yu tactfully, "Then he can't touch you?" Wan Yu said depressedly, "Where is it?" At that time, Wan Yu continued to greet Artest: "I didn't expect to meet you here. You haven't changed at all, you are still so handsome. Are you still playing football?" Artest said triumphantly: "No, I am now running a chain of fighting fitness clubs." Wan Yu exclaimed, "Kickboxing is very fashionable now. I've always wanted to learn, but I just don't have the time." "Time is squeezed out by people. Many white-collar workers sit for a long time, and their upper limbs, waist, and thighs lack proper exercise. If this continues, the muscles will sag. This is professional advice." Artest said. Squeezing Wanyu's arms and waist, pointing to her thighs, "You are still so thin, just like when you were a child." Zhanbo and Meijia showed embarrassing expressions when they heard the words. Yifei threw out her doubts again: "Then I just asked you what happened, why did you rush into the toilet without saying anything?" Wan Yu said aggrievedly: "It's not that I refuse, it's because I shouldn't drink those 8 cups of lemon tea in the mall." Yifei exclaimed: "8 cups of lemon tea?" At that time, Wan Yu really wanted to end the greeting as soon as possible: "Let's stop chatting here, let's sit and sit at my house." She thought to herself: "Please, I want to go to the toilet, I will never drink lemon tea again." Artest catered kindly: "Okay, we can drink tea together. I know, you have loved lemon tea the most since you were a child." When Wan Yu heard the word "tea", her face started to cramp. She turned around and pressed the elevator, waiting anxiously.She just wanted to go upstairs first.But who knew that the elevator would not come for a long time, she finally decided... "I'm going up the stairs." Wan Yu said, and rushed up quickly. Artest held the wallet inexplicably. Wan Yu said aggrievedly, "You stopped me as soon as I entered the door." Yifei hugged and comforted: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. No, it's all their fault. They said you met a pervert." Wan Yu was even more aggrieved: "A-Tai is my junior high school classmate, handsome and considerate, many girls adore him. How could he be a pervert?" Zhanbo lowered his head and said, "I...I...I was wrong. I'm sorry." "What's the use of being sorry to me, just tell him." Wan Yu pointed to the sofa. Zhan Bo walked over: "He... is he okay?" Meijia stepped forward to check: "I seem to have passed out. Do you want to call 120?" Yifei also went over to take a look: "It's okay, Zhanbo may have hit the 'Zuanzhu point' on his face by chance. Rest for ten days and a half months and you'll be fine." Wan Yu was furious: "Zhanbo, you are too impulsive." Yifei echoed: "That's right, you're too impulsive." Mika stuck out her tongue and said, "Well...you're too impulsive." Zhanbo has no place to be ashamed. The next morning, Yifei yawned and came to the living room. Guan Gu sat on the sofa and sent a smiling face: "Sister Yifei, you are not in good spirits, you are too tired from acting." Yifei said with a displeased face: "What, I was tortured by Zhanbo and Wanyu last night. I decided to stay away from them now and concentrate on creating." Guan Gu encouraged: "I believe you can do it, Sister Yifei! I am optimistic about you!" Xiaoxian came in from the back room: "I didn't sleep much, did I? I'm still in good spirits." He looked to find fault. Guan Gu asked, "Did you do a live broadcast last night?" Xiaoxian said excitedly: "No, I'm preparing my play." Yifei taunted: "You are joking." Xiao Xian had already prepared, took out a few leaflets from his pocket, and distributed them to the two. "This is an interactive drama I wrote, directed and acted in. This afternoon, the small theater will start." Guan Gu stared blankly at the flyer: "You also act in interactive dramas?" Xiaoxian said unconvinced: "Whose patent is this?" Look at Yifei. Yifei said helplessly: "Yes, I like you." Xiaoxian opened his hideous face: "Beforehand, although my play--is terrible, and--smelly and long, I still sincerely hope that everyone can be there, because we are all the most sincere --good friend." Yifei accepted the offer without hesitation: "Stop talking nonsense, we will definitely be there." Xiaoxian said aggressively: "Of course, you can also admit your previous wrong views. I won't force anything." Yifei replied firmly: "Impossible." Xiaoxian said contentedly: "Cheer up! I'm going to rehearse. Wait until you smash your palms." He got up to leave, but turned back, "I almost forgot. Don't forget to bring a raincoat." Guan Gu said in surprise, "What are you doing with a raincoat?" Xiaoxian said eccentrically: "I'm acting in an interactive drama, and the audience in the first three rows may get wet." Guan Gu and Yifei looked at each other. In the morning, Artest lay on the sofa and opened his eyes in a daze.The first time I saw Zhanbo and Meijia smiling, holding a McDonald's in their hands, I was taken aback. Zhanbo called enthusiastically: "You're awake." Artest was still confused: "Who are you? Where is this?" Zhan Bo explained: "This is Wan Yu's house, I'm his roommate, you may not know me, my name is Zhan Bo." There is no misleading money here. Artest immediately recognized: "I know you, you are the one who hit me yesterday." Meijia gloated and said to Zhanbo: "You are finished. He remembers you. You should ask Yifei, which acupuncture point will make people lose their memory?" Artest sat up. Zhan Bo said: "That's right, Artest, maybe there was some misunderstanding yesterday. We regarded you as a bad guy." Artest said in surprise: "You just punched me, and I just lay here all night?" Meijia helped to make amends: "Zhanbo didn't do it on purpose." Artai clasped his fists together: "Brother, I can see that you have practiced before. I practice boxing. May I ask what kind of method is it? Muay Thai? Arhat? Or Wing Chun?" Zhan Bo hesitated for a moment, and immediately talked proudly: "I have never practiced these, but I am quite interested in Tianma Meteor Fist. It is the kind that punches 100 times a second." "Oh, you're good at joking... Since it's a misunderstanding, forget it. We don't know each other." Artest held out his hand to shake. "Great. I don't have to be detained." Zhanbo and Meijia clapped hands. Only then did Artest realize: "Who is this beauty?" "Hello, I'm Mika, and I live next door." Mika offered her hand. Artest held it up and said word by word: "'very' and 'honored' to meet you." Meijia's expression was a little weird: "I... go and tell Wanyu that you're awake." As she spoke, she pulled her hand away and went upstairs. Zhanbo continued to apologize: "What happened last night is really embarrassing." Artest looked very open-minded: "It's okay, man, you don't have to be so fussy. You punched like a master yesterday. How did you do it?" "I'm joking, I called that punch yesterday Lushan Shenglongba. The key is to squeeze your right hand and concentrate your whole body's strength on one point. Then when you swing your fist, think silently, the majestic Wulaofeng of Lushan Mountain!" , give me strength..." Zhan Bo clenched his fist, with his thumb sandwiched between his index finger and middle finger, he roared, and then punched. At this time, Meijia took Wanyu downstairs, and Wanyu was very well dressed. "Atai, are you alright?" Artest immediately felt radiant: "Wow, although I received this light punch, it can make me open my eyes and see such a beautiful fairy, I really want to...have another punch tomorrow. " Wan Yu smiled sweetly: "A Tai, you are so sweet. I am relieved to see that you are fine, can you forgive Zhan Bo, he..." Artest interrupted abruptly: "Needless to say, I can understand, if I knew you were in any danger, I would do the same." Wan Yu said politely, "Thank you." Artest suggested with a smile: "Why don't we go have a drink, we haven't seen each other for a long time, we can chat. How about lemon tea?" Wan Yu's face changed when she heard the words: "No, no, no need to drink. Just stay here." Zhanbo said wittily, "It's okay, we'll avoid it, you guys reminisce slowly, childhood is the best time. Let's go, Mika." Meijia was a little reluctant and was pulled out by Zhanbo. When he came to the next room, Zhanbo breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank God, I'm fine. Fortunately, Artest is magnanimous, he is really a good man." Meijia suddenly said angrily: "He is like a wolf hiding under sheep's clothing." Zhan Bo turned pale with shock: "Huh?" In the small theater, Guan Gu and Yifei sat down in the first row, but no one was wearing a raincoat. Guan Gu quietly asked: "Are you sure you want to get angry with Teacher Zeng?" Yifei put on a gesture: "Hmph, I am a well-bred person. No matter how bad his acting is, I will sit here and watch it and give him a positive evaluation. Only in this way will he understand what it means to be a 'human being'. By the way, what's the name of the play he acted in?" "The Death of Optimus Prime." Yifei showed a strange expression.I said silently in my heart: "I seem to have an ominous premonition." The show started and the lights dimmed.The chasing light came on, and Xiaoxian came out wearing a black T-shirt.A chair was placed in the center of the stage, and Xiaoxian stepped on the chair with one leg, posing in a majestic pose.He took a deep breath.Then the gong sounded, boom~~ Xiaoxian began to speak: "Optimus Prime - the death, the first chapter, the Autobots, transformation - ku ku ki ki." Yifei couldn't help shaking. Xiaoxian continued: "ku ku ku ki ki." Yifei trembled again, and she took a deep breath nervously. Xiaoxian said continuously: "ku ku ku ki ki, ku ku ku ki ki, ku ku ku ki ki, ku ku ku ki ki." Guan Gu later confirmed: "Mr. Zeng only had this line in the first chapter, but what is extraordinary is that he read it for half an hour." Zhanbo asked strangely: "Meijia, what's going on? You've been muttering and scolding him for 10 minutes. Why do you hate Artest so much? You have to give me a normal reason first." Meijia's eyes were sharp: "I don't believe him, I have a hunch." "Intuition is no reason." "Yes, that is. There must be a reason, otherwise how would I feel it." "Okay, Mika, tell me slowly, when did you first have this intuition." "It's not the first intuition, it's the first reason." Zhan Bo was confused: "Okay, ok, reason, intuition, what's the difference!" Meijia is very sober: "I said there is no difference, but you said there is a difference. Who said 'intuition is not a reason' just now?" Zhanbo shouted loudly: "Ah, help me, Mika, don't go around with me. I surrender, you tell me, you think Artest is a bad guy, do you have any evidence?" Meijia said sullenly, "Yes, of course. I...I...I don't like...I don't like what he said." Zhanbo still didn't understand: "What did he say?" Meijia's expression was even more stern: "He said: 'It's a great honor to meet you.'" "so what?" "So, here's the evidence." Zhanbo said indignantly: "'It's a great honor to meet you'? Do you want him to say—'I can recognize you even when you turn into ashes'?" Mika asked anxiously, "Don't you understand?" Zhanbo was even more dizzy: "Should I understand?" 美嘉望着窗外，慢慢地说：“当他说'我非常荣幸'的时候，那显然根本不是普通的'非常'。” 美嘉接着说：“这个世界上有这么一种'非常'，还有另外一种'非常'！而他的'非常'显然非常非常非常的——非常。” “……你到底要说什么！”展博快崩溃。 美嘉突然灵机一动，说：“特别是当一个人说话时候连用了三个重音！” 展博集中注意力：“什么叫'三个'重音？'非常'、'荣幸'？人家说话用了重音关你什么事吗？再说了，只有两个重音啊？” 美嘉有点不耐烦了：“唉！我来演示给你看。你现在扮演我，我来扮演阿泰。” “我来扮演你？” "That's right." “好。”展博突然学斗鸡眼，表示白痴，然后翘着兰花指，故意演一个弱智女花痴的样子。 美嘉厉声斥责：“……陆展博，你别闹了好不好，我在跟你说正经事。” “行行行，你要我怎么做。” “把你的手给我。” 展博把手给了美嘉。 美嘉一只手握住，另一只手握着他的手腕，说：“'非常''荣幸'认识你。” 展博皱眉：“慢着，你干吗？你为什么说'非常'的时候，还轻轻地捏了我的手腕一下？” 美嘉得意地说：“看到了吗？这就是第三个重音！” "What does this mean?" “你还不明白吗？这样捏一下，就代表一个问句信号的意思。” 展博还是猜不透：“问句信号？” 美嘉小声说：“是啊！江湖上的特殊用语，其实他是在问'今天晚上有空吗，宝贝儿？'” 展博不屑地说：“这什么乱七八糟的。” “能发出这种信号的人，绝对不是省油的灯。”美嘉很肯定。 展博告饶：“拜托，我看是你的灯泡有问题吧。” 美嘉继续开导：“我以前遇到过好几个说三个重音的男人。他们没有一个是好人。” 展博忽然想到：“比如说……子乔？” 美嘉痛苦地回答：“他用四个重音。” 两人的脑海中同时出现子乔的画面：他笑盈盈地说：“'小姐''请问'你今晚'寂寞吗'？”说着眨一下眼睛，捏下手，四个很明显的重音。 展博回到现实：“得了。太深奥了，我实在没办法理解。” “这有什么深奥的？” “好吧美嘉，我有件事情要跟你说。”展博一本正经地握着美嘉的手，“我'现在'要去'尿尿'了。”三个重音，展博捏了美嘉一下。 阿泰和宛瑜在沙发上谈笑风生。 "Hahaha." "Hehehe." 宛瑜说：“以前的事情真是太好笑了，我记得你足球踢得好，总是有好多女孩子围着你。” 阿泰眯起眼睛：“我的更衣柜里更离谱，全是情书。” 宛瑜羡慕地说：“是啊，几乎所有的女孩子都给你写过。” 阿泰突然说：“不，有一个女孩没写过。” “真的啊。谁啊？”宛瑜好奇地问。 阿泰深情款款地说：“就是你啊。” 宛瑜有点尴尬：“我？这么久的事情我都忘记了。” 阿泰凑近一点坐：“我一直很纳闷一个问题，你当时为什么不写？是因为害羞吗？” “……呵呵呵。”宛瑜一个劲儿傻笑，不知道该怎么回答。 “不过我们居然又在这里重逢了，难道这不是缘分吗？”阿泰的手臂搭住了宛瑜的肩膀。 宛瑜有点不自在，往旁边坐了一点：“我从来不写这种肉麻的东西。” 阿泰也挤了过去：“你不用写，早知道你那么漂亮，是应该我给你写才对。” 宛瑜扯开话题：“对了，阿泰，你原来不是踢足球的吗？什么时候改行练的自由搏击？” “这是趋势。这儿又不是巴西，在这里，足球运动员的搏击技术都要比脚下功夫好。而且，女孩子都比较喜欢男人保持良好的身材。”阿泰借题发挥，显得更来劲了。 宛瑜弱弱地说：“看得出你的身材保持得不错。” “要不要感受一下我的肌肉。”阿泰迅速露出二头肌。 "No." “我们都是老同学了。来嘛。”阿泰抓住宛瑜的手，轻轻地碰了一下自己的二头肌。 宛瑜奉承说：“不错，不错。”其实觉得恶心。 “别客气嘛，其实我的胸部和腹部，脂肪含量最少。要不要看看。”阿泰说着开始解衬衫纽扣。 “不用了，不用了，真的不用了。”宛瑜又往旁边坐了点，阿泰再挤过去。宛瑜又让开坐到了沙发扶手上，阿泰又过去。 “啊！”宛瑜从沙发边掉了下去。 阿泰赶忙上前查看：“你没事吧。” 宛瑜蹭地站起，与他保持距离：“没事！要不要喝点什么？柠檬茶好不好。” “ku ku ku ki ki~谢谢大家。”小贤说完最后一句，暂时下台。 关谷满头大汗：“第一章终于完了。一菲，你没事吧。” “我——没——事，我坚持得住。”一菲每说一个字都颤抖一下。 聚光灯再次亮起，小贤穿着擎天柱的盔甲出场，头盔没戴。“第二章，汽车人——进攻！”小贤一本正经地蹲在一个椅子前，当掩体，然后掏出一把很猥琐的小水枪，开始喷水。“就……就……就！”小贤自己给水枪配音，动作很慢，一枪一枪射，表情很严肃。而每一枪都射在一菲的脸上。 一菲忍耐。关谷也被溅到，迅速躲到一菲背后。 一轮水战后，小贤冷冷地说：“就……我要去补充子弹了。马上回来，演出还没有结束。”小贤跑开，有观众离场了，一菲深呼吸，坚持住。 展博在发呆，美嘉焦虑地用手指敲打着桌子，敲出节奏。展博一把按住美嘉敲桌子的手。 “你到底想干吗？先是弄得我紧张兮兮心跳加速，现在我的心脏已经开始跟着你的拍子跳了。” 美嘉欣慰地说：“你终于相信我的直觉了？” 展博怒气冲冲地说：“相信又怎么样，不相信又怎么样？我已经自作多情了一回了。你还想让我再去发一次傻？” “孙悟空三打白骨精就是这样的。” “宛瑜不觉得我是孙悟空，我倒觉得自己有点猪八戒的味道。”展博的声音弱下来。 美嘉还在鼓动：“至少猪八戒也是正面人物阿。” 展博烦躁地说：“行了，别玩cosplay了，宛瑜那么瘦，加起来也没几斤唐僧肉，我们还是趁早把行李分了，然后我回我的高老庄，你回你的流沙河。” 美嘉突然大喊：“啊！我有主意了！” 展博捂着胸口：“姑奶奶，我的心脏啊。” 美嘉四处张望：“电话！我们可以打个电话给宛瑜，告诉她我们的推理，就算她不信，也能有个警惕啊。” 展博站到一边，喝他的水：“再这样下去她都快警惕我了。还以为我有什么企图呢？” 美嘉厉声问道：“你没有吗？” “哈！我有吗？我有什么企图？吃唐僧肉？……她和我不是一个世界的人。”展博说着有点失落。 美嘉动之以情：“你难道不想追她？” “追她？呵呵，我知道我的等级，我连她的车尾灯都看不到。”展博说着有点伤心。 “那你昨天还毫不犹豫地上去就是一拳。” “你已经坑了我一次了。我不能再被忽悠了。阿泰是宛瑜的老同学，而且跟宛瑜青梅竹马，他们只是叙叙旧而已。”展博自我安慰。 美嘉再次提醒：“可他说话有'三个重音'！” “美嘉，我现在很平静，你说什么都没用。”展博的手开始情不自禁地在桌上打拍子，边打拍子边哼，“让我们荡起双桨，小船儿推开波浪……好吧我承认我现在很焦虑！我只是不想让宛瑜受到伤害。” 美嘉心满意足：“ok，那我们现在就打个电话给她。” 展博又在推辞：“不行，这样她会觉得我正在监视她。” “那就装别人的声音。让她不知道是你。”美嘉支招。 展博郁闷地说：“你别再为难我了。” 美嘉也唱起来：“小船儿推开波浪，海面倒映着凶恶的大白鲨，四周环绕着色狼乌鸦~~” “我打，我打。”展博拿出手机，边拨号码边问，“我应该学谁的声音？”电话接通了，展博突然反应不过来，并没有说地方话。只是突然把声音拉得很尖，像鹦鹉，“hi，你好。是林宛瑜吗？”“我……我……我是街道计划生育办公室。对，不，我不是鹦鹉，我是人，对，工作人员。我主要就是询问一下，你们这里计划生育工作开展得怎么样了？哦，你还未婚是吧。哦，我知道，但是计划生育要从我做起，从身边的小事做起。” 美嘉推了他一下，展博连忙进入正题：“哦，对了，请问你这里是不是有一位叫做阿泰的先生，虽然我不知道他的全名，但是他是我们计划生育办公室的重点看护对象。他虽然长得挺帅的。但是他已经先后诱拐了多名无知少女走上歧途，所以尽量不要和他单独相处。呵呵呵呵——”突然变成正常声音，严肃地说，“hi，宛瑜，没错是我。”“没有，没有，我没有感冒。我只是……”声音低落，“是的，我是吃饱了撑的。你很好是吧。哦，那就好，拜拜。”展博挂掉电话，表情忧郁。 美嘉连忙问：“她怎么说？” 展博郁闷地说：“她说我学林志玲的声音学得一点都不像。” 美嘉大惊：“哦，我以为你是在学曾志伟呢。” 展博不服气地说：“说什么呢，我明明是在学张信哲。”又回到鹦鹉的声音。
宛瑜坐在沙发上，胸口抱着4个靠垫，叠在一起，以保持与阿泰的距离。手里哆哆嗦嗦地拿着一杯柠檬茶。 阿泰踱来踱去，似乎很纠结：“宛瑜，你觉得我变化很大吗？” 宛瑜话里有话地说：“挺……大的，我昨天一开始差点没认出你。” “你知道为什么吗？”阿泰有点激动。 宛瑜回答：“因为10年没看到你了。” 阿泰开始慷慨陈词：“不，因为我熟了。我知道你还在犹豫，你一定担心我还和以前一样，有很多女孩在身边。完全不用担心，因为在我眼里他们都是浮云。直到我再次遇到你，我才看到了我的太阳。有一首诗是这样写的：日！太阳啊……” 宛瑜呛了一下。 "what happened to you?" “没事，只是呛到了。” 阿泰坐到宛瑜身边：“宛瑜，你知道我昨天为什么会昏倒吗？不是那个展博打的，是我自己昏倒的。因为看到了你，让我的大脑突然一片空白，在我昏迷的时候，我的脑海中不断浮现出一个字——宛瑜，宛瑜，宛瑜，宛瑜。”每说一个宛瑜，便抽掉一个靠枕。 宛瑜纠正道：“这是两个字。”试图转移注意力。 “我知道，我不太擅长舞文弄墨，所以，要不我们来做一点我擅长的事情吧。”阿泰去抱宛瑜，被宛瑜逃脱。 “不不不，阿泰，我想还是不要。”宛瑜朝房间逃去。 阿泰追上来：“我们已经错过了一段最美好的时光，不能再错过了。” 宛瑜急中生智：“Hi展博！” 阿泰愣了一下，回头。宛瑜赶紧躲进房间，把房门锁上。阿泰郁闷地推着门。 小贤穿着变形金刚的衣服开始随着音乐唱歌。“变形金刚~~随时变形状。变形金刚~~~”台下已经没有其他观众了。 关谷皱着眉头问：“我们到了第几章了？” 一菲站起来，抖动湿漉漉的头发，尖叫：“啊！我再也受不了了！” 小贤停下。 一菲走上前去：“你赢了！曾小贤！行了吧？我道歉，我不该让你们去看我昨天的演出。” 小贤得意地说：“谢谢，胡一菲同志。” “我承认，好朋友应该说实话。” “关于我的表演，你们有什么实话要说？” 一菲狼狈不堪地、愤怒地嚎叫：“没了，对于你的表演，我想不出任何一句好话来形容，很烂，烂到无以复加！” 小贤洋洋得意地引向关谷：“那关谷的油画模特呢？” 一菲接着说：“很丑。丑到无法形容。” 关谷激动地站起来：“那尼！” 小贤攥着拳头，狠狠一挥：“yes！我赢了，我终于赢了，你知道我后面要演什么吗？第十一章，欧~”自己想到都想吐，“你们简直无法想象。可以被世人誉为无极中的无极。” 一菲受够了：“行了，我已经能够想象了。我们回去吧。” 小贤好像演上了瘾：“要不你们先走吧，我要继续演完，让我享受这胜利的果实吧，哈！”没等小贤说完，就突然被击倒了。 “啊！我再也受不了了！”敲锣的场工冲过来，砸晕了小贤，场工宣布，“擎天柱——死了。” Yifei and Guan Gu looked at each other in blank dismay. 美嘉、展博走进房间，发现房间空无一人，正纳闷。这时宛瑜从房间里出来，关上门。 宛瑜打招呼：“oh，hi！” 美嘉看见宛瑜衣衫不整，还在不断喘气，激动地说：“难道……难道都已经完事了？” 展博简直要崩溃了：“阿泰呢？” 宛瑜轻描淡写地说：“他在房里。” 美嘉在房里大喊大叫：“我就说出事了吧，阿泰非礼了宛瑜！” “慢着，美嘉，凡事不能过早地下结论，应该调查清楚。”展博走道宛瑜面前，严厉地问，“到底怎么回事？宛瑜。” 宛瑜弱弱地说：“他要非礼我。” 展博转头看美嘉：“看到了吗？”突然大喊，“哦，我的天哪！” 宛瑜连忙解释：“不过他没有得手。他只是扑向我，然后我跑到卧室把门锁上了。” “然后呢？”展博焦急地问。 “他准备冲开我的门，不过不幸被椅子绊倒了，他的头撞到了那个破了的茶几。”宛瑜指向一边。 展博奇怪地问：“我们家没有破了的茶几啊？” “现在有了……不过没事了，他又昏倒了，我把他扶上了床，然后给他敷了冰块，累得我半死。”宛瑜说着，直翻白眼。 展博径直向卧室门口走去。 宛瑜奇怪地问：“你要干吗？” 展博冷冷地说：“我要去叫醒他，然后再打昏他。” 房里传来阿泰的声音：“宛瑜。” 美嘉紧张起来：“他醒了！” 宛瑜赶紧拉住展博：“让我来吧。我来处理。你们两个先回避一下，到楼上去。” 展博担心地问：“你一个人行吗？” “放心，到目前为止都是我一个人处理的，没问题。”宛瑜把展博推上了楼。 阿泰捂着冰袋出来。 宛瑜若无其事地说：“你没事了吧。” 没想到阿泰抢先说：“没事，宛瑜，我原谅你了。” 宛瑜惊讶：“你原谅我？” 阿泰又开始他那套陈词滥调：“每个女孩子都会假装很矜持，这一点我很清楚，不过我有个好消息告诉你，你的矜持已经征服我了。” 宛瑜冷漠地说：“我也有个好消息告诉你，我对你一点都没兴趣。” 阿泰捏住宛瑜的手臂：“别这样，宛瑜，别再装了。” 展博和美嘉从楼上赶下来：“住手！你个禽兽。” 阿泰惊讶：“你们两个在这里干什么？” 美嘉把宛瑜拉到展博身后：“你的耳朵有毛病吗？宛瑜说了，对你没有兴趣。” 展博挺起胸膛威吓：“你不是为了美女宁愿再来一拳吗，我告诉你，不用等到明天了，我今天就成全你。” 阿泰冷笑：“哈！你以为你是谁啊？还想再偷袭我一次？不可能了。我可是8届自由搏击冠军。” 展博也不含糊：“笑话，我第一次听到有人自称'八戒'的。” “不信，往这儿看。”阿泰拉开衬衫，露出巨大的金腰带。 美嘉担心地问：“你还真带着啊？不重吗？” 阿泰自鸣得意：“重是挺重的，不过我就是要告诉你，现在闪开还来得及。” 展博突然指向窗外：“看，飞碟。” 阿泰抬头。 “庐山升龙霸！”展博又是一拳，阿泰当场倒地，宛瑜和美嘉鼓掌。 美嘉笑着说：“你又打中他的'攒竹穴'了。” After a few days. 宛瑜、美嘉在吧台端坐。 美嘉开心地说：“恭喜你啊，一菲姐，你们的节目被选上了。” 一菲从容不迫地说：“哈哈，是生活给了我灵感。所以为了回报大家，今天在酒吧上演特别场。” 宛瑜好奇地问：“是什么节目，歌舞还是话剧。” “都不是，是一种全新的艺术形式。”一菲沾沾自喜。 美嘉担心地问：“不会又是互动的吧。” 一菲神秘兮兮地说：“你看了就知道了。” 展博、小贤登场亮相，两个人都面无表情。音乐声起，两人的表情突然变得极度夸张，用各式各样的扭曲面容迎合音乐的节奏，他们表演的是日本人的表情舞蹈。 There was thunderous applause from the audience. 宛瑜激动地说：“太棒了一菲。恭喜你啊。” 一菲想起了关谷：“对了，关谷呢？他应该也来看的。” 美嘉隐晦地说：“我帮关谷找了个新模特。正在画油画呢。” 画室里，关谷正在画油画。子乔光着身子，手里拿着一柄加勒比海盗的宝剑，摆出英明神武的造型，充当模特。