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Chapter 9 Chapter nine

Summer nights are like water. When I looked at the stars in the sky, I thought of the beauty on my desktop. Yes, the Longevity Master on my desktop is a very handsome man. If the depth of field is a tree, then the Longevity Master is the wind. He is less than thirty years old. Age, delicate features, a face, carefully looked at, more and more beautiful, it is said that this is called Neimei, the master in the photo is tall and thin, wearing a black silk gown, a seven bone fan, walking gracefully, looking far away, The whole person exudes an ancient scholarly scent, but he does not have the dullness of a scholar. He is so smooth and flowing, like the wind and the dragon, especially his eyes, which are like a pair of star pupils, with a frighteningly bright light.

I often stare at the computer desktop in a daze. There is no one who does not like such a powerful master. On the day of the signing, I got up early, combed my bird hair in front of the mirror for a long time, and hesitated for a long time between the skirt and jeans. The skirt is beautiful, but it is not conducive to crowding the road. In the end, I chose jeans and T-shirt In plain clothes, I met Zhu Huan at the exit of the subway. This kid went to Phuket Island with the band a few days ago, his hair was dyed blood red, he looked like he came out of a horror movie, now he comes back, his skin is tanned, and his body is covered with jingle ornaments, I'm sorry Pulling the big new nose ring on his nose, "Small," I said, "You might as well go to the Journey to the West crew to participate in the audition, maybe you will become famous overnight."

His appearance is more bull devil than the bull devil, if you don't count the pair of metal crutches he got from nowhere. And I naturally know that he has sound limbs and doesn't need this thing. He took it all this way for me, and I feel warm in my heart. "I think so too." Zhu Huan grinned, showing a row of white teeth, and said proudly: "I am as majestic as Cao Cao. As for you, old lady, you can play Lin Daiyu. I will have money in the future. We must find a good director to film the myth of the Western Paradise for us... Hey, sister, wait for me!" I wept silently and walked away silently. I seemed to hear the cry of my ancestors. Zhu Huan said that his highest diploma is the fifth grade of elementary school. I, I really can't bear to blame him.

In front of the gate of Xidan Book Building, there are huge crowds of people, and we saw this grand occasion just across the road, men, women, young, old, and even hawkers selling old almanacs fighting with security guards. Facing the violent scene, Zhu Huan let go of his steps and dragged me into the crowd. With him leading the way, I don’t have to be afraid of anything. The metal walking stick in his other hand was lifted up by his dancing, and the surrounding The people here have probably never seen a cripple who walks like flying and uses a walking stick as a weapon. One by one, he gave way one by one.

"Borrowed it from my buddy, hahahaha let him rest in the house today." Zhu Huan said, and I knew that his buddy had his leg cut off in a fight with someone a few days ago, so I don't know how this crutch is. Did he borrow it or snatch it... I have to say that Zhu Huan's popularity is really good. Over the years, thanks to the help of his group of brothers, I have a cheap house to rent, a smuggled computer to buy, and someone else if it breaks. Hey, as for the concert or something, Zhu Huan and I are regulars at the VIP seats. "How does it feel to dance with ladyboys in Phuket—"

I was led to run by him, surrounded by crowds, but there was nothing there, as if only the two of us were running and breathing in this world, and my mood was unprecedentedly happy. "Sell—soul—" Zhu Huan laughed out loud in the wind. We coquettishly ran through the gate, past the surprised eyes of the security guard, maybe he was thinking about whether to let these two disabled lunatics in, but we disappeared in a blink of an eye, and we coquettishly squeezed into the elevator and slipped into the building. At the very center of the Changsheng autographing venue, it finally stopped in front of a row of reporters.

Video camera, camera, spotlight, looking at that posture, I stuck out my tongue and took a step back. I just came to see the real Master Changsheng. As for the media, I don’t want to report it. "No way? That's Jin Changsheng?" Zhu Huan was tall, and as soon as he stood on tiptoe, he saw the protagonist of the signing party surrounded by the crowd not far away, and I looked at him frowning in puzzlement. "What's wrong? Did you see Master?" I asked, "Why do you look like you stepped on shit?" "I see..." Zhu Huan shook his head and sniffed again, "Sister, let's go." He said.

I:…… I haven't seen it yet!How can I go!Zhu Huan pulled me, but I refused to leave, "Give way, please make way," I shouted to the crowd in front, "My dad is critically ill in the hospital and urgently needs master's treatment, please make way for me!" But the scene was too noisy, my voice was buried by the host's thick microphone, I couldn't squeeze forward, I was anxious and irritable, and suddenly saw the shiny metal walking stick in Zhu Huan's hand, "Lend me to use it." I said Before he could stop him, he snatched it up, stepped on the horizontal bar of the crutch to prop himself up, and suddenly his eyes lit up, the dark heads were all below his line of sight, and in front of him were large billboards of various media and portals, And the impassioned speech of the host, and the one surrounded by many reporters and cameras, sitting in the middle of the long table, should be...

呲——呵—— The one-legged walking stick was knocked down by the crowd, I fell backwards, and the lights on the ceiling flew past my sight, but a second later, I was firmly caught by an embrace, various metal pendants It made my back hurt, I know, it's my brother's. However, the voice that rang in his ears was clearly not from Zhu Huan—— "Lolo, you're still so impatient." A slow, smiling voice said, "Also, didn't your father get sick the day before yesterday? He's critically ill today?" I turned my head in embarrassment, and sure enough, I saw those beast eyes. Under the dazzling light, they were still gentle and compassionate.

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