Late Night Bookstore

Chapter 811: Catch fish

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Lawyer An really wants to ask you when you secretly learned Diaoyu.

Could it be that while I was looking for the lady, you were secretly studying hard in your room

Is it so real

But they are zombies that have been around for hundreds of years after all, so it is normal for them to understand some animal languages. There is also no shortage of strange people who can communicate with animals in ancient records.

Besides, Lawyer An had no interest in communicating with this silly mink.

If we communicate too much and end up being assimilated by the IQ of this stupid mink, then it would really be a waste of time and effort.

The same is true for pets.

Look at Monkey Za, he has a close relationship with the boss and is as close to him as a grandfather and grandson, but is this a stupid Diao

Being sent to be a pet by the boss's subordinates, tsk tsk.

“We now have two choices. One is to go back to the room and pretend that we know nothing.

Second, hurry up and go to the road to eliminate the demons and defend the way."

When the little boy mentioned the second option, there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

If we say that the reason why Boss Zhou attacked the little monkey when he just became a ghost catcher two years ago was because at that time Boss Zhou instinctively put himself into the identity of "human" and "doctor" in his previous life.

So,

For little boys,

He himself is the target of the "Heavenly Dao" and can be completely classified as a "demon". Let a "demon" eliminate the devil and defend the Dao.

It's too unrealistic and too much to ask.

Normally when he was in the study, unless Zhou Ze told him to, he would not go out and hang around, and would just be a romantic.

"Okay, go back to sleep, sleep, and wait for the boss to notify me. It should be tomorrow morning's flight. I see a notification on my phone. Yingying bought the tickets for us."

Lawyer An yawned.

The fierce battle is over.

This is the time to lie in bed and think about the universe.

“Bang!”

The little boy closed the door.

No matter what kind of "macabre chaos" is going on in this hotel now, as long as that thing doesn't go crazy and comes knocking on the door of this room, Lawyer An and the little boy can pretend not to see it.

However,

They had been in bed for less than ten minutes.

Lawyer An hasn't finished his second cigarette yet.

“Boom boom boom!”

There was a knock on the door.

Lawyer An shook his head with a hint of anger in his eyes. They didn't want to get involved because they were too lazy to do so, but that didn't mean they were timid.

Open the door,

A Ele.me guy in a blue uniform was standing at the door with a bag in his hand.

He looks exactly like the two Meituan delivery guys I saw before.

"Brother, are you betraying your camp so soon?"

The Ele.me guy was stunned for a moment, somewhat confused, picked up the plastic bag and asked:

"Is this the takeaway you ordered?"

Pack,

Keep pretending for me.

Lawyer An's left hand slowly began to turn into bones.

Just then,

The little boy came over, took the plastic bag, and replied:

"Thank you and Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

The hungry guy left.

Lawyer An was a little dumbfounded. He looked at the little boy who sat down beside the bed with a plastic bag and asked:

"Did you order takeout?"

"Well, the cable broke, so I bought a charger."

Saying,

The little boy opened the package, plugged the charger into the bedside, connected his mobile phone and started charging.

Lawyer An closed the door, got on the bed, and said while yawning:

"In other words, everyone who enters and leaves this hotel will look like this now?"

"That should be it."

The little boy turned on his cell phone.

Start editing a WeChat message and send it to Little Loli:

"Sorry, my phone just ran out of battery, so I'm late in replying to your message."

Lawyer An glanced over secretly, watching the person texting, and asked without any moral integrity:

"Is this with Lin Ke or Wang Rui?"

The little boy was silent for a moment and said:

“Sometimes, it’s precisely because you don’t know that it’s more interesting.”

"Heh, maybe the father took his daughter's phone and texted you."

Hearing this,

The little boy frowned.

Because he felt that it was not impossible, because Wang Rui's father, the middle-aged man who had a connection with the boss in his previous life, even from the perspective of the little boy himself, he felt that he was very special.

But think about it,

The little boy still shook his head.

"He's not that boring."

"The cabbages in my field, which have only been grown for a few years, are about to be eaten by others. No matter who is the father, you can't stand it, right?"

"You can get in touch with him more." The little boy said, "The more you get in touch with him, the more interesting he will find it."

"I don't like that. Tsk tsk, after I return to Tongcheng this time, I will find time to go to Shanghai."

"Want to go play again?"

"Let myself go. Just like you said, I'm almost turning into Xianglin Sao if I stay in the bookstore all day."

“Clatter… clatter… clatter… clatter…”

Outside,

There was the sound of running water,

Like this room, it is standing beside a river.

“Does this have sound effects?”

Lawyer An said,

road:

"I guess there will be a woman's voice coming from here."

The little boy rolled his eyes at him and said, "Has the anger not been vented yet?"

"Oh."

“Woo, woo, woo… woo ...

A woman's sobbing was heard.

"Da." Lawyer An clapped his lips, proudly patted the little boy's head, and continued: "It's time for her to sing, oh no, to sing an opera."

really,

As soon as Lawyer An finished speaking,

From the corridor outside came the sound of "Yiyaya" music. The female voice was melodious and touching.

"It's The Story of the Red Plum."

Lawyer An explained.

"You actually know this too?" The little boy was a little surprised.

"No matter what, we are still rich young men in the Republic of China, right? There were no other forms of entertainment back then, so listening to opera was a must. Then we would find a few prostitutes, male or female, to flatter her (him), and then keep her (him), just like raising birds."

Two people, one big and one small, lay on the bed.

Chatting a little bit,

It was like it was doing a decomposition motion for that thing outside the corridor.

"What on earth is she going to do?"

The little boy checked the time on his phone.

"I don't know. Maybe I'm just in a good mood today and want to sing a little longer. For those who love opera, it's really an object of fascination and addiction."

The little boy reached out, took a mask that was used as a decoration on the bedside table, and put it on his face.

This is a red facial mask, which seems a little too big compared to the little boy's head.

"In Sichuan Opera, face changing is probably more famous, right?"

The little boy asked.

"That's not right. In fact, in the industry, people wouldn't say that. But how can I put it? For ordinary people who don't know much about drama and are just there to watch it, face-changing is indeed the most exciting and eye-catching."

"How did it change? Is there a trick?"

Lawyer An chuckled, obviously in a good mood. Most people probably have the urge to show off their knowledge to the person next to them.

"This is actually very simple. In the early years, the facial makeup was painted on straw paper. It was not the toilet paper we use to wipe our butts, but the kind of straw paper used in ancient times.

Well, I can't really explain how it was made or what it looked like. But now that everyone's conditions are better, silk and satin should be widely used.

They are simply painted one by one and then stacked neatly on the performer's face.

Each face is connected by a silk thread, and the location of the thread may be placed at the performer's waist or cuffs. In short, it depends on personal habit.

Then when the face changes,

According to the changes of rhythm and scene,

Pull off the corresponding line,

Then use actions and postures to cover it up.

This effect of changing faces is created.”

"That's pretty easy."

"It still depends on your skill."

"What's that outside? A more advanced face-changing technique? Changing the faces of everyone in this hotel to look the same? Changing them to look like that man?"

Lawyer An had met three delivery guys before, all of them looked the same. Obviously, that appearance was the template being used at this time, and they themselves were actually completely unaware of it.

"It should be considered a very advanced face-changing, but let her have her way. Honestly, the tone is really well-controlled, and it gives me the same feeling as when I went to watch those famous actors perform.

As long as she doesn't go crazy and kill people everywhere in the hotel, let her do what she wants. No one can really control the square dance grandpas and grandmas who disturb the public."

The little boy pouted.

She didn't do anything.

Her face,

Did it appear out of thin air

"Okay, go to sleep. We have a plane to catch tomorrow."

"Then you need to take a shower first. It's not nice to have that smell on you."

"You smell of her perfume. It's my nose's fault. I shouldn't have smelled her beauty. I wiped everything off and slept with you."

Lawyer An got out of bed while singing, went to the bathroom, took a shower, and then walked to the sink while drying himself.

"When exactly is she going to finish? I want to read for a while and she's a bit noisy."

"This is art, see? Art!

You have lived for hundreds of years, don’t still sing like a country bumpkin, you should learn to appreciate elegance. Listen, how well they sing, they have finished singing “The Story of the Red Plum” and now they are singing “The Blasting Pillar”, wow, eh, eh…”

Lawyer An hummed along, and his colleague took out the facial cleanser to wipe his face, saying:

"In fact, it's a pity that Mr. Xu from our bookstore didn't learn to sing opera. With that little figure, that look in his eyes, that posture, wow, how many people can handle it?"

"If he performs without makeup, few people can control themselves."

“That’s right.”

Lawyer An washed his face with water and wiped it with a towel.

then,

He was stunned.

Suddenly he said in a deep voice:

"I think that people who disturb others need to be dealt with by someone. It is the most unethical thing to disturb others' rest!"

The little boy put down his phone and asked in confusion:

"Don't you appreciate elegance?"

"Disturbing the elegance of others is another form of rudeness!"

Lawyer An walked out of the bathroom angrily.

Going to open the door.

When Lawyer An was washing his face in front of the mirror, he suddenly realized that

His originally handsome, charming face had also been replaced!

He couldn't afford to rest.

You still have to have some shame!