A Helplessly Weak, Big Ginger Cat

Chapter 51 this night

 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. There are many ways for Wolf Eleven 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, right? Who would have thought that this man is old and prodigal?" Luo Ma nodded in confusion

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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 all geniuses, and Wolf Ten One's own aura breaks through the sky... 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: "

Is there sand in his eyes?" Does he have a problem with his facial nerves?"

It's already the interstellar era, and there is still no money to treat his eyes? It's a bit pitiful: "You still can't make money by singing in the bar? Is it because he sings too badly? It shouldn't be." This singing voice 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 like 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, and collapsed and refused, "What do you want me for?!" "

Oh?" A table of people looked at Dai Zu again, and Luo Ma took a sip of his drink, feeling himself well.

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 next to 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 don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen!"

Dai Zu clapped The table frightened everyone at the table, Dai Zu glared at the man viciously, "You came here on purpose to tell me this the other day, didn't you just want me to stay away from your great-grandpa?

" Many people drinking around looked in this direction.

This amount of information is a bit too large.

"This person is not that 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 lives are so colorful."

"Rich." A colorful life has nothing to do with me." Loma's eyes flashed with gossip, she hadn't had a man for a long time, and she was 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 one you are talking about with your grandfather?"

"Grandma Zeng's literature." Wolf Eleven was very clever, and drew 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 his head and said loudly.

"Are you sure?" Yan Leyang glanced at the man who was still holding 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? They 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.

On the way back, Dai Zu was crying, 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, you are 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."

He didn't want Yan Leyang to give him an answer, because he didn't even leave anyone for Yan Leyang to interject breath.

And just after Dai Zu finished speaking, their door suddenly rang.

It was in the middle of the night, and fortunately everyone in StarCraft is a materialist,

Yan Leyang glanced at the surveillance at the door: "That grandson came after him, oh, I forgot, his great-grandfather is also from your research institute, and lives here One generation is very reasonable."

Dai Zu covered his ears and ran away: "Tell him, treat me as dead."

Yan Leyang: ...

he glanced at the door closed by Dai Zu, and began to think about whether he had done something wrong what? 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, it seemed that it was because of 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 pain of being persistent for all love ~ the pain I have suffered for all love! I can no longer tell love from hate, is it just like this..." "Wait a minute!" The man interrupted

him quickly, "Who are you? What do you mean?" He suspected that Yan Leyang wanted to kill him with sound waves.

"As the saying goes, love is not something 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 like you Grandpa Zeng's substitute?"

The man was stunned, 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 been hanged from this tree, and the rope was not strong enough to kill him. The blow to the tree is still quite big, and it is estimated that it will not be able to accept the second death seeker in a short time.

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 were 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 by his wrist, walked to Yan Leyang, and stuffed the basket into Yan Leyang's arms: "I wanted to give this to you just now, but you went out." "So I'm waiting for you, you came

back I didn't see me at the time, 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 when

Yan Leyang finally realized that he called his name.

Waited until now? ! Yan Leyang glanced at the things in the basket, it was a very ordinary small cake, 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.

The author has something to say:

Ergeng not timing

is not love! ! Not love!