"It has something to do with me?" Li Zhiqing was puzzled.
"Have you read Weibo! Don't you check Weibo in the morning!" Song Junlin yelled before realizing that the man was standing in the middle of the living room.
Li Zhiqing lowered his head and cracked the egg into the frying pan: "I don't have the habit of reading Weibo."
It's not just that he has no habits, except for a few games on his mobile phone, which are still trendy, other applications are comparable to retired veteran cadres.
Li Zhiqing flicked his eyelashes, and scanned Song Junlin's white vest and floral pants: "The first thing you do every morning when you wake up is to look for your phone to read Weibo?"
"It's because I just woke up that I need to brush up something interesting to refresh myself." The kitchen is open, and Song Junlin stepped outside the island and handed over his phone, "Quick, quick, look at this!"
He put the phone screen directly in front of Li Zhiqing, Li Zhiqing had to look back to see the content on the screen.
It was a microblog posted by a public account at 9 o'clock last night: [Share a little brother with a beautiful face in the prosperous age, look at beautiful things before going to bed to have a good dream~]
Behind it are two photos from candid angles, both of which are the same thin and tall young man.
In the first one, he was wearing a bright meal delivery coat, and he was smiling and talking to someone else with his head sideways, probably because the person beside him was too tall, so that his figure looked even thinner and taller, although only Even though half of his face is shown to the camera, he can still distinguish the absolutely outstanding facial features, especially the curved eyelashes. It is no exaggeration to say that the length is simply against the sky.
The young man in the second picture has already taken off his coat, and the white shirt not only did not make his overall image dull, but instead set off his facial features more voluptuously. He turned around the corridor, most of his face was exposed, and the visual impact was not reduced by half because of the distance.
Li Zhiqing raised his eyebrows in surprise, and swiped back and forth twice before he could confirm that the person in the photo was himself.
Yes, this camera technology is better than his own.
The number of fans on this official account is close to six figures. After one night, the number of retweets is about to exceed 10,000. The comments below have already exploded into a ball. There were crooked ones, some sarcasm ones, and some guessed that the plastic surgery was too aggressive, and the two that were praised to the top were all sent by the same account.
Lu Shangtian: [Yes, I love P pictures, but I didn't even add a filter to these two pictures. / Smile, only those who are fake will see everything as fake, and those black people who want to hate me will come and hate others.]
Lu Shangtian: [By the way, this little brother also played a supporting role, so I can give you a lunch box, but there is nothing I can do about his good-looking face. I took screenshots of those who talk about plastic surgery and P pictures, and wait until the TV series starts to watch you beat your face until it is bloody.]
"Do you still remember the little girl who wanted to sew buttons for you yesterday? This deer is her. She posted the photo of you secretly on Weibo, and was seen by the official account and posted it again." Song Junlin expected him It would be this reaction, and I took the initiative to explain, "She seems to be a small Internet celebrity, and the selfie is quite P. It took me a long time to recognize her. Maybe it's because she has undergone plastic surgery and loves P pictures. Many people It is said that you have an artificial face like her, but it is more of a compliment, so don't be angry."
Li Zhiqing smiled and motioned him to put the phone back: "There's nothing to be angry about."
"As soon as the deer said that you still acted, a group of people asked what kind of TV series it was. You are a small advertisement! You said that if those producers saw it, would they want to sign you? Go?" Song Junlin thought.
"It's just two photos, and it won't take long for them to be almost forgotten." Li Zhiqing had an expression of "you want to be beautiful".
Song Junlin patted the island regretfully: "Then quickly post a few selfies on Weibo, and let those who praise you look good come to them, and don't let them forget you."
"I don't want to be an Internet celebrity." Li Zhiqing looked at him helplessly, "It's alright, alright, you can go wash up quickly, I just wanted to say that your mouth is full of smell."
Song Junlin was so choked that he shut his mouth, and hurriedly went back to the room with a sigh of relief. After he came back, he was still thinking about Li Zhiqing's low-profile incident on Weibo, so he didn't gag him while eating.
Song Junlin was rushing to work and had breakfast in a hurry. While Li Zhiqing was helping him to open the door on the first floor, he glanced at the stairs and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter with the big brother? I remember he left last night, why did he come back so early in the morning?" at home?"
Li Zhiqing's eyes drifted to the side, and he started to talk nonsense: "He was hired by Tang Shunshi to look after the shop temporarily, and he may have to stay with him recently."
"Then two days ago?" Song Junlin's teeth ached when he thought about what the man said yesterday, "I want you".
"Two days ago..." Li Zhiqing said heartily, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jiao", and stretched out his finger, "He's a little confused here, and he can't understand what he's saying. I didn't know until I called Tang Shunshi this morning that he came to visit the store. .”
Song Junlin suddenly realized, and before leaving, he asked again: "Then what's his name?"
Li Zhiqing: "..."
It seems that he hasn't asked the man's name yet, so it's impossible for him to call him something.
Li Zhiqing blinked, forcing his brain to work.
Anyway, it doesn't matter whether it's a scorpion, a snake or a dragon, in the end, he definitely wants to be a dragon, so there should be no objection to using "dragon" as his name.
The word "dragon" is divided into one You and one surname, and the surname You happens to be among the surnames of hundreds of families. As for the surname...
He blinked, and said hesitantly: "... You Chuan, the 'Chuan' of the river."
Yichuan ran past, not like a stroke.
He secretly gave himself a thumbs up, it's so smart.
Going back to the second floor, the man was still sitting at the dining table. Li Zhiqing sat across from him with that gaze, took a sip of milk and smiled at him: "Since you want to stay here, we have to get to know each other. My name is Li Zhiqing, What should I call you?"
The man's eyes flashed, and he repeated: "Li Zhiqing."
"Yes, this is my name." Li Zhiqing replied, "What about you? What's your name?"
The man was silent for a moment, then shook his head.
Li Zhiqing was stunned for a moment: "...you don't know?"
Does anyone else not know their name? Oh, this is not a person... But even gods and immortals should have a title.
"I don't have a name." It was rare for the man to speak a complete sentence, with no difference between the subject, the verb, and the object.
Li Zhiqing was stunned again: "Then what did people call you before?"
The man didn't speak, just focused his eyes on his face.
Li Zhiqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he tilted his head with one hand and looked over: "The one who left this morning is my roommate named Song Junlin, in his eyes you are just an ordinary person, if possible... can you avoid shocking him?"
The man nods.
"I lied to him that you came to take care of the bookstore, please feel wronged." Li Zhiqing touched the tip of his nose embarrassingly, "Just now he asked me what your name is downstairs, I was afraid of revealing my secrets, so I made up a name casually. "
As he spoke, he picked up a chopstick, dipped the remaining milk and wrote two words on the table upside down: "If you don't mind, can I call you that in the future?"
Based on the level of communication of the person opposite, it must have been a long time since he got along with humans. Li Zhiqing was afraid that he would not even know the words, so he continued: "You Chuan, it can be understood literally that it means a great river. When put together... He hesitated for a moment, "Put together it is the word 'dragon'."
The man had been looking down at the two characters he was aiming at with the tip of his chopsticks, but when he just said "dragon", the other party raised his eyelids.
Li Zhiqing was taken aback, thinking that he had offended something, the chopsticks fell from his fingertips with a "click".
Except for the sudden movement of raising his eyes, the man's expression was not unusual, and he seemed quite happy: "Okay."
Li Zhiqing let out a sigh of relief slowly. When he was packing the tableware, he recalled the other party's various reactions from the first meeting, and couldn't help but find it funny. This Mr. Jiao's temper might not be any better.
In order to allow You Chuan to smoothly integrate with the harmonious society, Li Zhiqing moved the computer down from the second floor, and specially used it to accompany You Chuan to familiarize himself with the recent news broadcasts. As a result, he himself couldn't help playing mobile games after seeing half of it, but You Chuan was very demeanor of an old monk, and patiently watched the news programs of each platform.
You Chuan's temper is indeed very good, except that he doesn't like to talk and takes Li Zhiqing as a target from time to time, he really can't fault him at all.
Li Zhiqing huddled in a soft chair in the bookstore, taking advantage of the end of one round of the game, looked up at You Chuan who was sitting on another chair, and secretly crossed out the word "not talkative".
The attribute of taciturnity really matches You Chuan's ice face, he couldn't imagine what it would be like for You Chuan to become a chatterbox.
After the torrential rain stopped in Kyoto, it rained for a few days. On the second day when the weather cleared up, the Laojie production team officially wrapped up. After Song Junlin finished his part-time job, he stayed in his room and concentrated on painting except for eating. Tang Shunshi also finished his work. The emperor is back.
Li Zhiqing went to a small restaurant near the airport to wait on time, ordered a lot of homemade puddings in the shop, and before he finished eating much, he saw a fat old man with a beer belly coming in from the shop door, and sat down on his buttocks unceremoniously. Going to the opposite side of Li Zhiqing: "Hey, the young man is so handsome even when he eats."
Li Zhiqing was too lazy to argue with him, and concentrated on finishing the snacks in his hand.
"Where's that one?" Tang Shunshi didn't care, and happily poured a glass of water.
Li Zhiqing took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth: "I told Song Junlin that he was hired by you, and he should be looking at the shop for you now."
Just as Tang Shunshi spit into his mouth, he almost spit it back into the cup again, coughing several times: "...this damn thing is going to ruin my luck, can you rely on it?"
"He's not angry." Li Zhiqing took out a brocade bag from his pocket and pushed it over, "What do you say about this?"
Tang Shunshi took out the cracked copper coin from his bag, held it in his hand and looked at it: "The old street has been abandoned for so many years, it is possible to hide anything, it is not sure, it is hard to say." As he spoke, he gestured to grab Li Zhiqing's hand.
Li Zhiqing slapped it away unceremoniously: "What are you doing? Playing hooligans."
"You brat, even if I'm a hooligan, I'll score gender." Tang Shunshi laughed angrily, and spread his hands in front of Li Zhiqing, "Show me Jiaolin."
Li Zhiqing was naturally unconvinced when he was scolded as a "bear child", and he untied the braided rope with a "cut".
Tang Shunshi took Hei Lin, looked at it and added water to himself, before the rim of the cup touched his mouth, a layer of cold sweat suddenly burst out on his back, and the fat on his cheeks trembled in fright: "... my dear ancestor Ah! This is his grandma's...!"
This is his grandma's, it looks like a piece of dragon scale!