Dai Zu was broken in love, and a group of them went to drink in a group, and brought a three-colored cat, Fu Mingxuan.
Fu Mingxuan followed them here to ensure their safety, and had a drink by the way. Cough, what, even though Yan Leyang and the others were on the run, they have made a lot of money during this time.
It is certain that Dai Zu and Luo Ma are technical talents. Wolf Eleven has many ways to make money, such as the star network, and even take private jobs to repair parts for others.
Among them, Yan Leyang made the most money, mainly by relying on that dishonest novel. Ordinary novels don't make much money, but Yan Leyang has his own aura in the prison and has attracted a lot of attention.
In addition to those who lick face, there are also some fanatics who just like Yan Leyang's sense of power, or rebellious feeling, which makes them feel very handsome.
Loma was forced to hold the straw of the alcoholic drink, and watched Dai Zu cry and complain with wide eyes.
"He hooked up with five people like me! Five! This old guy wants to do research and fall in love at the same time, how the hell does he manage his time!" Dai Zu put his arm around Wolf Eleven's neck on the left. Crying, Yan Leyang on the right kept patting him on the back.
"Okay, okay." Yan Leyang sighed, "In the end, he doesn't blame you for this kind of thing, does he? Who would have thought that this man is old and prodigal?"
Loma nodded inexplicably.
This is a clean bar, the kind with resident singers on stage.
Film and television in this era has almost abandoned live actors. Because the modeling technology of this era is very mature, there will be no uncanny valley effect.
Modeling that is infinitely close to reality is more convenient than real actors, because modeling can perfectly restore character settings.
And StarCraft's live-action actors are only used as gimmicks in certain films, and it is said that they don't like this much anymore.
But songs are different. The music produced by fully intelligently integrating big data has no soul. This kind of stuff that most people only think is ordinary will soon be eliminated by the market.
Therefore, there are many orcs who pursue the dream of being a singer in Interstellar Li.
Just like the man on the stage right now, wearing the T-shirt and straight-leg pants that he saw, all in black, with ears and tail exposed, probably in the shape of a half-animal, and the tail was beating to his rhythm.
Then he sang and sang, and came a wink towards Wolf Eleven.
Yan Leyang thought he was wrong, but it turned out that he didn't. The other party really came to wink at Wolf Eleven, and even when he sang a love song later, his eyes were fixed on Wolf Ten. one.
"What's wrong with this world?" Yan Leyang frowned, "Are there only gays left in this world?"
Thinking about it carefully, Wolf Eleven's appearance and figure, no matter 0 or 1, are geniuses, and Wolf Eleven's aura is sky-breaking... huh? etc.
Yan Leyang realized that he forgot something, this is a long novel written by Long Aotian, so even if Long Aotian, the protagonist, is gay, he wouldn't be the one below.
At this moment, Yan Leyang fell into deep thought.
"Uh." Fu Mingxuan, who came over for a drink, didn't know what to say. Among them, the only ones who were not gay were Luo Ma and himself. Oh, I heard that Luo Ma went to get a woman recently, um, He is the only one left.
He personally thinks that Yan Leyang's group is a gay group, where did Yan Leyang have the face to complain about others
The singer on stage was still blinking at Wolf Eleven, and Wolf Eleven frowned: "Has there been sand in his eyes?"
"You think so?" Yan Leyang was surprised, and Lang Shiyi froze for a moment, "Could it be that there is something wrong with his facial nerves?"
It's already the interstellar era, but there is still no money to treat your eyes? It's a bit pitiful: "I can't make money by singing in the bar? Is it because he sings too badly? It shouldn't be." This singing is much better than Yan Leyang's, isn't that enough
Yan Leyang:...
He thought that Wolf Eleven could at least understand hints, because he overestimated Wolf Eleven, a guy who hadn't found a match after thousands of chapters.
While Yan Leyang was drinking with a heavy heart, a man who looked like a gentleman walked towards them in a hurry. This man still smelled of rain, and he seemed to have come in from the outside.
The man saw Dai Zu at a glance, and stepped forward a few steps: "Finally found you!"
"Huh?" A table of people looked at the man.
Only Dai Zu didn't hold back, collapsed and refused: "What do you want me for?!"
"Oh?" A table of people looked at Dai Zu again, and Luo Mazai took a sip of the drink, feeling comfortable all over.
Even Wolf Eleven sat up straighter.
"Listen to my explanation. Things are not what you think." The man stepped forward fiercely, and Wolf Eleven, who was sitting next to Dai Zu outside the booth, quickly shifted his position, passed Dai Zu and sat next to Yan Leyang.
Yan Leyang took the opportunity to lie beside Wolf Eleven, and whispered in his ear: "The next step should be that I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen."
Sure enough, "I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen!" Dai Zu slapped the table, frightening everyone at the table, and Dai Zu glared at the man viciously, "You came here on purpose to tell me this, didn't you? Do you want me to stay away from your great grandfather?"
Now it's not just Yan Leyang and the others, many people drinking around are looking in this direction.
This amount of information is a bit too large.
"This person is not the old man, but the old man's grandson?!" Yan Leyang was amazed, and Wolf Eleven corrected him: "It's a great-grandson."
"Wow." Fu Mingxuan opened his mouth wide, "Your life is so colorful."
"A rich and colorful life has nothing to do with me." Loma's eyes flickered with gossip. She hasn't had a man for a long time, and she is in a semi-monastic state.
Yan Leyang watched helplessly as the two began to say, "Listen to me." "I'll understand if you don't say anything." You came and went, and continued to force her in a low voice: "If the person who fucked my father is my little mother Literature, what kind of person is the person who fucked up my great-grandfather?"
"Grandma Zeng's literature." Wolf Eleven was very clever, drawing inferences on the spot.
Yan Leyang patted the guy's dog's head in relief.
Seeing that Dai Zu was still going back and forth with that man, Yan Leyang and the others went from high spirits to indifference, it was because Dai Zu and that man had been fighting for too long.
"This plot is a bit boring." Loma commented, "I said, can we go back now?"
"I'm with you!" Dai Zu turned around and said loudly.
"Are you sure?" Yan Leyang glanced at the man who was still holding on to Dai Zu's wrist. He thought that the two of them would have to quarrel for a while, and it was more likely that Dai Zu would not go back today, or for a long time.
But Dai Zu seemed to be unable to stand that man, because he really didn't want to see him.
What can I do? Then he can only take Dai Zu along, that man has been staying here and can't drink anymore, but fortunately there is Fu Mingxuan, His Majesty's personal guard, so they really can't stop that man from leaving.
Dai Zu was crying on the way back, crying to Yan Leyang for a while, and crying to Wolf Eleven for a while. He talked too much. On the suspension car, Wolf Eleven pretended to be overwhelmed with alcohol, closed his eyes and turned to one side.
It's a good way to escape, but Yan Leyang looks down on Wolf Eleven's behavior, because now Dai Zu started to catch Yan Leyang to complain.
Rubbish protagonist, what love is said. He didn't love himself that much at all.
It was already night when I got home, Wolf Eleven forced himself to get up, and then pretended not to hear after Dai Zu called "Wolf Eleven", wandered back to the room, and locked the door behind him.
"This irresponsible man." Loma condemned in a low voice. While condemning, she went back to the room and closed the door of her own.
Dai Zu looked at Yan Leyang, and Yan Leyang also stared at Dai Zu silently.
Fu Mingxuan left after sending them to the place, but Dai Zu's eyes seemed to contain a thousand words.
"I..." Yan Leyang wanted to say that he drank too much, and he also wanted to get up and go back to the room, but Dai Zu had already grabbed his clothes tightly.
The veins on Dai Zu's hands are all coming out, obviously he won't let him go so easily.
Yan Leyang didn't say anything more, Dai Zu smiled wryly: "Brother Yan is the best."
Yan Leyang: ... Can you loosen my clothes when you say this
Yan Leyang, who was forced to be caring, was arrested and listened to her complaints for three and a half hours, fifty-two minutes and six seconds.
In fact, Yan Leyang knew exactly what happened a long time ago, and it took less than a minute to explain it.
It was the old man's great-grandson who found out that his grandpa was messing around, and then this grandson (not derogatory) fell in love with Dai Zu at first sight, so he came to expose his great-grandpa's tricks, and even tried to hook up with his former great-grandmother-to-be.
Dai Zu talked about the ins and outs for half an hour, and spent the rest of the time asking "why" in various ways.
He didn't want Yan Leyang to give him an answer, because he didn't even leave any opening for Yan Leyang to interject when he was nagging.
And just after Dai Zu finished speaking, their door suddenly rang.
Fortunately, everyone in StarCraft is a materialist,
Yan Leyang glanced at the surveillance camera at the door: "That grandson came after him, oh, I forgot, his great-grandfather is also from your research institute, so it's reasonable to live in this generation."
Dai Zu covered his ears and ran away: "If you tell him, treat me as dead."
Yan Leyang:...
He glanced at the door closed by Dai Zu, and began to wonder if he had done something wrong? Why is it suddenly unlucky.
The doorbell still kept ringing, Yan Leyang had no choice but to open the door and walk out.
The man outside the door was completely soaked, which seemed to be due to the rain just now. By the way, can't he wear a rain protection bracelet? It's all interstellar, why does it still rain if love doesn't go well.
Yan Leyang walked outside the door, the man saw that it was him, his eyes were a little downcast.
"Dai Zu asked me to bring you a message." Yan Leyang felt that it was not good to say Dai Zu's original words, so he changed to a more tactful way.
"Have you ever heard a song?" Yan Leyang asked.
"What?" The man was a little confused.
Yan Leyang sighed: "The persistent pain for all love ~ the hurt for all love! I can no longer distinguish between love and hate, is it just like this..."
"Wait a minute!" The man interrupted him quickly, "What do you mean?" He suspected that Yan Leyang wanted to kill him with sound waves.
"As the saying goes, love is not what you want to buy, you can buy it if you want it, he likes your great-grandpa, and he can't accept you in a short time." Yan Leyang sighed, "You are not afraid to be with him now, he treats you as you A substitute for Grandpa Zeng?"
The man froze, then sniffed his nose and showed a bitter smile: "I..."
"Don't laugh, you don't look like him when you smile." Yan Leyang interrupted him, "Look, can you accept him telling you this?"
man:…
Yan Leyang earnestly persuaded him not to hang himself from a tree, especially since he had just hanged one from this tree, and the rope was not strong enough to kill him. a beggar.
In short, the man was persuaded by Yan Leyang in the end, and reluctantly left.
And just when Yan Leyang was about to go home, he found that there was another person sitting not far away, sitting on the edge of the flower bed, looking at Yan Leyang silently.
This scene was a bit scary, Yan Leyang carefully distinguished it for a while, and asked in doubt: "Xing?"
Xing didn't answer, his hand should have turned into a red wrist, and there was a small basket beside him.
After a while, Xing's two wrists lifted up, and then, the two starfish's wrists began to... uh, clapping, the tips of their wrists touched, and Xing smiled shyly.
"It sounds good." Xing was very supportive. The range of his wrist flapping is small, but the frequency is very high, very lively.
He got up, rolled up the small basket beside him with his wrist, walked to Yan Leyang's side, and stuffed the basket into Yan Leyang's arms: "I wanted to give you this just now, but you went out."
"So I was waiting for you. You didn't see me when you came back, so I wanted to wait for you to come out before giving it to you." After the little basket was given to Yan Leyang, Xing paused again: "It's me."
This is finally the reaction that Yan Leyang called his name.
Waited until now? ! Yan Leyang glanced at the things in the basket, it was a very ordinary little cake, a little chocolate cake: "Thank you, thank you."
"I'll go first." Xing waved his wrists to say goodbye to Yan Leyang, and Yan Leyang nodded.
Xing's house is not too far from Yan Leyang's house, but Xing suddenly remembered when he walked halfway.
Yan Leyang just said thank you to him
With a click, the star disappeared in place, and the clothes were scattered all over the place.
After a few seconds, a red starfish crawled out of the clothes, grabbed his clothes and pants with one wrist, and then squirmed home with the tube feet in the wrist.
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