U8 novel "Make a price, Eli, how much money will you be willing to stop."
"I'll give you a friendship price, how about 10 billion?"
"Vietnamese Dong?"
"In my eyes, there is only one currency in this world, and that is the British pound.
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"Okay," Lei Qie nodded, and said blankly, "I owe it first. After you die, I will burn it to you every year and festival. As interest, I will burn 10 billion every time."
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The result of the final bargain was that Lei Qie didn’t have to spend a penny, and within two months, the four buildings only needed to hand in two plays, and the performance of the play was scheduled to be held on the first weekend after two months—
"Do you hear clearly?" Eli endured to the limit, biting his back teeth and asked the red-haired man who was paralyzed on the chair and his head was thrown back as if broken from the beginning to the end.
"Ah..." Rachel still slumped on the chair, lowered her voice, and let out a long sigh from her throat, dying.
Sitting behind the desk, Eli cast a gloomy glance at the four kings present with different expressions: "It's all about preparation, it's a big deal."
What bullshit matters, just say that you love money deeply.
mt was silent, Baitang was silent, and Sui was silent.
The one who responded bravely and fearlessly was Lei Qie. The man lay on his back on the back of the armchair, his long legs arrogantly resting on the edge of the curator's desk. The tone mocked: "How could it be 'prepared with heart'."
"Since Mr. Shakespeare Rachel doesn't like our rare little entertainment, it's better to have a scoring system." Eli said with a sinister smile, "I am such a caring curator, of course I know you are A group of boring people who will die if they don’t compare themselves, the staff of the prison will be the judges, and you will score the fruits of your labor—the one with the highest total score wins, and the two buildings that lose will clean the two opposite buildings for a year How's the hygiene?"
"..."
Boom.
Rachel's chair was put down, her face was as black as ink.
Feeling the scorching gaze from behind, the man turned his head and found that, except for Eli, who was smiling happily, all the other creatures including his pup were saying "Hello pig teammate, goodbye pig teammate" "If you don't die, you won't die." "It's fine if you die yourself, why are you dragging us to die with you?" Staring at him, scratching his head, Lei Qie slightly frowned and let out a long sigh.
"It's such a happy decision," Eli reached out and touched the mink on his neckline, with a sincere smile on his sissy face, "I think I probably don't care about anything in my life except for shooting you down." It is impossible to surpass today's achievements by doing anything, let the world reminisce about this moment, and let the years remember this time
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"Just let you laugh about it, the future will be long." Lei Qie sneered, cast a sidelong glance at Eli, put down his long legs heavily, and stood up abruptly. The tall man bent over and grabbed him with the strength of strangling a dog Ruan Xiangyuan dragged his collar towards him, "Let's go, Falcon, let's eat."
Ruan Xiangyuan: "Aww cough cough—"
—Eat your sister's food, let me go, or I won't be able to breathe!
Eli, who was sitting behind the desk, held his face and smiled: "What's the hurry?"
"I should lose a lot of money if I set fire to the curator's office." The red-haired man who strode outside paused, turned slightly sideways and said calmly, "Before I pay the bill for my impulse, what's wrong with leaving here?"
Eli: "Not grouped yet."
"Still need points? Of course I—"
Rachel subconsciously turned to look for Sui, but before reaching an agreement with Sui, Eli's movement interrupted what he hadn't finished. At this moment, the sissy pulled out four sticks from under the table like a magic trick. Holding the small wooden sticks in his hand, he had no idea when the props were made, and holding the four sticks like treasures, the curator smiled until his face was wrinkled: "Come on, two The one stained with red ink, the two without one, two buildings of the same color—oh, lightly, ten billion!"
Rachel clicked his tongue, and threw the drawn stick on Eli's desk with a full face of disgust. The end of the toothpick-like stick was dyed with bright red ink just as Eli said. The adult glanced at it, and smiled even more sinisterly. He grabbed the remaining three small wooden sticks in his hands, and stretched out his hand across the desk to signal the remaining three kings to do it—
As Lei Qie who got the red lottery, although he pretended not to care, he still couldn't help but stay at the table, looking at his friends with some concern, and was caught by the red-haired man's "how dare you draw colorless" eyes Uncomfortable, Sui hesitated for a while, and was about to take the one on the far right, when suddenly a big paw stretched out from the side to push his hand away.
Sui Chi withdrew his hand with a cry of pain: "What are you doing?"
Lei Qi glanced at his friend lazily, and patted Ruan Xiangyuan's neck: "Falcon, smell the ink!"
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Ruan Xiangyuan: "..."
Ruan Xiangyuan felt that this was the most incorrect decision Leiqie made.
At this moment, Ruan Xiangyuan wanted to say, in fact, I just...look like a dog.
You see, I can play bubble shooter, is there any
But it's useless, the stupid master has unilaterally cut off the brain waves with the dog. Under Lei Qie's urging eyes, the son of a bitch approached Eli's hand with his moist long nose stretched out, and it took him a long time to realize that he was subconsciously holding his breath—
It was only later that Ruan Xiangyuan realized that this fucking should be called the refuge of biological instinct.
At this time, the unknowingly bitch sniffed Eli's hand and sniffed vigorously while forcibly restraining his urge to hold his breath. Then, the unprepared bitch was caught by the strong smell The scent of the perfume made me sneezed three times. The pup squatted on the ground and raised his paw to wipe away the snot and tears. Under the trusting eyes of the stupid master, the big paw casually sat in the hall without looking at it. The grown man's hand pushed—
Rachel: "Falcon said, the one in the middle."
Sui: "... It touched all three picks in its claws."
Lei Qie: "It's the one in the middle, take it quickly."
With a helpless face, under Lei Qie's confident gaze, he pulled out the small wooden stick in the middle from Eli's hand, and then in silence, the king of Building No. 1 put the colorless wooden stick on the ground. On the curator's desk, it was neatly placed together with the one that Rachel threw casually just now—
Sui: "..."
Rachel: "..."
Sui: "Look."
Lei Qie: "Look fart, I'm not blind."
Eli: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
Lei Qie: "It doesn't count, let's start again."
Eli: "It's sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh
! "
Lei Qie was silent for a moment, looked down at the pup who squatted at his feet, stuck out his tongue and stared at him with innocent white eyes, and said expressionlessly: "You don't have dinner tonight."
Ruan Xiangyuan: "..."
The cruel and stupid master reached out and patted the pup's big head: "Aside from eating and drinking, you must be useful, right?"
Sui: "It's too late to think about it now."
Ruan Xiangyuan: "Oh!"
—That's right, what's more, I can still be cute, okay
Leiqie turned his head and looked at Sui: "Shut up, what qualifications do people who can't draw red ink sticks have to speak?"
When Lei Qie said this, the mt here stretched out his hand in an unusually silent manner, and drew out the lottery on the far right that Sui was about to draw but was stopped by Lei Qie. After looking at the lottery in his hand, , the fat man who had been silent from the beginning cursed in a low voice in his own country's native language, and threw the stick on Eli's desk with a face full of disgust—
red.
Could there be a result that Rachel didn't want to look at more than this
Yes, that's Sui Leng, ridiculing and sarcasm pouring cold water—
The black-haired man pointed at the table gloatingly, and patted Lei Qie, who was completely petrified: "See, it's the one I was going to smoke."
Lei Qie lowered his head to look at Ruan Xiangyuan, who was wagging his tail with his triple-chin neck up.
Ruan Xiangyuan: "Wow!"
The stupid master continued to have an extremely expression on his face: "Fart, tomorrow night's dinner is also cancelled."
Bah, if you say cancel it, you cancel it
The current height of the cabinet, is it okay to steal a can of medium-quality dog food for fun? The lowly Lao Tzu is not willing to eat it.
The pup expressed disdain and raised his paw to scratch his head and belly. After the wound healed, this almost became a habitual action for him—and when the red-haired man knelt down and rubbed the husky's head , behind one person and one dog, are the kings of the first building and the kings of the fourth building who reached a consensus in the shortest time, smiling and shaking hands with each other
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"It seems that I got the partner I want the most." Baitang smiled amiably.
Everything was kept silent, Sui Yi smiled and said nothing.
"It's so touching," Lei Qie, who was hugging the dog's neck, sarcastically said, "It's so cold to keep warm, so I won't cry, you guys don't mind?"
"Why don't you just come to my place to clean up from today, Rachel," Sui looked at the red-haired man who stood up from the ground as if nothing had happened, and tried to reach a consensus, "Anyway, the results are the same, and we don't have to. To deal with the so-called drama."
It's a pity that Sui made a mistake. His tone was so sincere that the king in Building No. 2 thought he was provocative. He patted his body without dog hair. Lei Qie lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at Sui: "Who is that?" Say I'm going to lose?"
Sui Yi raised his eyebrows: "You and mt? Looking at the entire Absolute Wing Pavilion, do you dare to have a worse combination than this?"
"Yes," Eli interjected forcefully, pointing to some gray fluffy creature on the carpet under the desk, "galactic level, Rachel and his fat dog—mt, if the content of your script is about How did a grassroots boy learn from scratch and finally defeated the demon Fat Dog, the overlord of the mentally retarded planet, and its owner, the red-haired demon. Maybe I will consider privately raising the average score of your drama by 20 points because the content is too healthy and inspirational, 20 points—— Stupid dog, can you stop drooling?"
Rachel took out a handkerchief from his pocket, rubbed it on the pup's chin naturally, and looked around, his blue eyes finally fixed on the data display panel by the door: "The central air conditioner is too hot. .”
Eli: "I'm sorry I'm not considerate enough?"
"It's okay," Rachel folded the handkerchief in his hand without raising his head, stuffed it back into his pocket, and pinched the pup's pointed ears. "Of course Falcon understands that the elderly are more afraid of the cold."
Eli began to seriously consider whether to dig three feet into the ground and erect a huge stone monument with the words "Husky and Rachel not allowed inside" engraved on it, and if it is necessary to hold a meeting, let Rachel stand outside and listen to the public broadcast—
For a moment, this idea suddenly looked extremely attractive.
Watching the group of troubled children leave, Eli sat alone in the office and finally found some peace. He began to think about whether to move immediately. He was about to pick up the phone and ask who knew a good engraver, but the phone in hand rang automatically. When he got up, the curator was slightly taken aback. He couldn't imagine that anyone would call the Absolute Wing Museum at such a time... Could it be a wrong number
Picking up the phone, Eli said "Hello" casually at first, but after the other party said the first sentence, he restrained the laziness on his face, frowned slightly, and his tone became much more serious——
"Mr. Holden? Yes, long time no see
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At dinner time that night, all the inmates in the Jue Wing Pavilion knew that they were about to take part in a play, and everyone had to start the new talent of acting. No matter young or old, this was a battle of honor that could not be lost, just because The price is—
"I heard that the loser has to wash underwear for a year in the building opposite."
The above, this sentence is far from the original version of the price content, the level of horror has risen sharply, and the frenzied rumors are fabricated without blinking. It was Lei Qie who said to Uncle Spart with a paralyzed face. At that time, Uncle Spart thought he was extremely serious. The internal meeting of high-level prisoners in Building No. 2, the theme of the meeting is—
"At least make sure that we don't fight when we meet first," said a twenty-seven-story building, and when their king's blue pupils with his chin propped up casually glanced over, he shivered, "Boss, right?" ?”
"En." Lei Qie petted his puppy absently. At this moment, Ruan Xiangyuan was lying beside him eating his apples. The moment he spread rumors so calmly, the dog paused for a moment, but after thinking about it and understanding the truth of the five-star praise of "it's none of my business", the dog lowered his head and happily continued to eat his apples.
In the silence, Uncle Sparte cleared his throat: "First restrain the urge to meet and fight, then try to establish a general relationship, then establish a good relationship, and finally reach a consensus?"
DK, who was distracted, heard Uncle Spatt's words, and then raised his head in a daze: "Why, the official performance is next year?"
Everyone: "..."
Rachel: "Can't you restrain yourself a little?"
Uncle Sparte: "Aren't you the one who sent their high-level executives to the hospital one after another and put them in coffins, and the one who gouged out the eyes of a high-level executive two days ago?"
Lei Qie opened his eyes slightly, and looked at his subordinates as if hearing this shocking news for the first time: "No, where did you hear the rumor?"
At this moment, all the high-level people in Building No. 2 watched silently as they sat above the righteous king, and there were only five big words that passed silently in their hearts——
Can you die with a little face
"Then, I know the only way to meet and stop fighting," the red-haired man said again startlingly, "Now go and beat them up until you think you're tired of it
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The upper floors of Building No. 2: "..."
In the silent silence, a deep voice suddenly appeared, although this voice seemed to have serious doubts about his IQ—
dk: "I actually feel good?"
Uncle Spart felt a little lost, so he casually reached out and touched the back of his roommate's head, then smiled at everyone: "Sorry, I was in a hurry this morning, so I forgot to bring my IQ out."
So, that night, the Jue Chi Pavilion was brightly lit. When Wang from Building 1 and Building 4 finished discussing what it means to be "healthy, lively and positive", he quickly and happily drew up four or five script themes to be selected. At that time, Wang Zheng from the No. 2 building led a group of cadres, and he was very clumsy because the serious problem of "what posture to use to meet the people in the No. 3 building will not always want to kill them" could not be properly resolved.
In contrast, the people in Building No. 3 were much more relaxed, because after the dinner, they had already consciously started looking for someone to wash their underwear. Pants grab head-
Above, we can summarize and conclude with a sentence from a prisoner in Building No. 3 who did not want to be named:
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