Late Night Bookstore

　　 came out of the villa area, Zhou Ze did not rush to take a taxi, but planned to walk alone on the road at night.

　　 Wang Ke said that he had no problems here, and he only needed to cut off Xu Le's previous relationship network. Of course, now it is actually equivalent to cut off.

　　Like Dr. Lin, I think that in the recent period, Dr. Lin will not take care of himself. As for the father-in-law's family, he hasn't gone back for several days.

　　 The only thing that may be difficult to do is to own the bookstore. After all, the money to open the bookstore is still given by the parents.

　　Let’s do this first. During this time, you need to calm down.

　　 There was a flyover in front of him. Zhou Ze walked up, sat down on the first floor of the stairs, took out his mobile phone, and turned over at will.

Coincidentally, Zhou Ze clicked on the live broadcast software. Xu Le followed many games and Yan value area anchors, but Zhou Ze was not very interested in these. Pull down, Zhou Ze saw the last watch The old-fashioned anchor still hasn't started broadcasting.

　　I haven't started broadcasting for such a long time, I guess it's really no longer broadcasting.

　　 The anchor industry seems to be very relaxed, sitting at home to make money, but the pressure is also very big, not to mention not broadcasting for a month or two, even if not broadcasting for a few days, it may become a yellow flower tomorrow.

　　 But at this time, Zhou Ze found an unread message in his account, clicked on it, and found that it was an old-fashioned private message, which was sent the day before yesterday.

　　 "The poor have come to the city, kiss, come out to gather?"

　　 Attached to the old phone.

　　 Zhou Ze frowned slightly, and besides leaving a message, the old man also had many loving small expressions, and then Zhou Ze turned over the information of the account of Xu Le.

　　Women's number,

　　 And the address is Tongcheng.

　　 Xu Le should have tried live broadcasting before, so he still has his own live broadcasting room, but the popularity is very bleak.

Zhou Ze finally figured out where this kind of strange feeling came from. The old news, obviously with the meaning of punishment, because some things came to Tongcheng, looking for his fans in Tongcheng. Grab a handful.

　　Zhou Ze is not interested in this old man. He is interested in the young man who had difficulty drinking porridge in the old man video.

　　 However, Zhou Ze replied with a message, his own number.

　　 stood up and stretched out. Zhou Ze was about to leave. He missed his freezer a little.

　　 However, the phone rang at this time.

　　 Pick up the phone, the caller ID is Rongcheng's number.

　　Zhou Ze answered the phone.

　　 "Hey, donor, where are you!"

　　 The old voice is very loud, like roaring at the mobile phone horn, there seems to be a train sound around.

　　 "Where are you?" Zhou Ze asked.

　　 Is that old man very busy, he is not a fan so much, how come back to his message so quickly?

　　Is the brand that really is a female fan really attractive?

　　 "Eh..." The old man was startled and silenced for a while, but he didn't expect that the fan he was planning to meet was actually a man!

　　 A big, cute, cute girl!

　　 sad,

　　 lost,

　　 sadness!

　　 But the old man immediately changed his tone and cried out with a scream:

　　 "Big brother, I am hungry, ask for three or five bottles, and stutter it!"

　　………………

After taxiing, Zhou Ze was an old road found under a railroad pimple. The old road was wearing a dirty robe, his hair was scattered, and there was a little bruise on his face. He was a living refugee image. Lie on the plastic board below.

　　 There is a "Longtan home cooking" on the street nearby. Zhou Ze ordered him two bowls of noodles and then fried a plate of Kung Pao chicken and a plate of small miscellaneous fish.

"Brother, you're so interesting!" The old man ate a bowl of noodles and finally began to slow down. Then he told the boss to warm a pot of rice wine and smiled apologetically at Zhou Ze. He didn't have much money in his pocket. , This meal is definitely Zhou Ze please.

　　 "Why are you so mixed up?" With a glass of water in front of Zhou Ze and the dishes on the table, he didn't move at all.

　　 "Ah, don't mention it." The old man took a bite of noodle soup, smashed it, and smashed his mouth. "This time I was out of luck. Originally, I followed a crew to come to the city to take a picture."

　　 "Changed?"

　　 "It's true, I don't want to broadcast live for a while now." Old Tao sighed, "Human, there must be some dreams?"

　　 "So." Zhou Ze nodded.

　　 "The dream after the poor road is to be able to star in a "Mr. Zombie", whether it is three, four, five or six, seven, eight." When it comes to dreams, the temperament of the old man seems to have changed a little.

　　 "Mixed like this in the crew?" Zhou Ze said with some curiosity.

　　 "Hey, originally I was a minor supporting character in the crew, but who knows how to make a difference."

　　 wine came up,

　　The old man first poured Zhou Ze a cup, he was also full, and then took a sip, his eyes narrowed:

　　 "Tumbling, beautiful drops, beautiful drops."

　　Zhou Ze picked up the boiled water and took another sip.

　　 "The deputy director is not a thing. I want to rule the little actresses of other people. The girl is probably not 18 years old. Alas, the girl is crying and unwilling;

　　The old guy happened to meet me and went up to beat the assistant director. "

　　Tao Dao patted his chest and said:

　　 "Making money is making money, being famous is famous, but no matter what we do, we can't ignore our conscience, right?

　　You guys, is that the truth? "

　　 "Well." Zhou Zeying should say, "So you were fired?"

"No, he didn't dare to talk about this." The old man grinned and continued to laugh, "The poor man beat him, know a lot of people, he didn't dare to deal with me like this, otherwise his reputation would be completely stinky ."

　　 "Then?"

　　 "Then, then it was the little actress I was rescued that night that I took the initiative to walk into the door of the vice director's room the next night and didn't come out all night."

　　Told these words, there are some sighs, "all are poor people, all are not easy people."

"And then?"

　　 "Then the little actress said that I ate her tofu, she was not rude, the assistant director did not show up, the director directed me out of the crew." Lao Tao still continued to smile, but his smile was bitter.

　　 "Drink the bar." Zhou Ze said.

"Come on, let's go!" Lao Dao picked up the glass and saw that Zhou Ze was holding boiled water. He immediately said: "I don't look down on my brother? Let's take a glass of wine. This brother is in trouble today. I have to take care of the brothers. One day my elder brother will have money in his hand and he will return as expected."

　　Zhou Ze shook his head, "I am allergic to alcohol."

　　 "Well, let tea substitute wine!"

　　 The two touched a cup and drank a drink.

　　Life grievances, lameness, resentment, inequality,

　　 in a glass of wine.

　　 "You have no money?" Zhou Ze asked, in fact, this question does not need to be asked.

"Huh." The old man said that he was looking forward to it, looking forward to Zhou Ze borrowing some money to him. He had left some money before, but all of them were funded at the beginning of the month, but now the job has been opened again, so only Suddenly became tight.

　　 "Oh." Zhou Ze nodded.

　　 "..." The old man suddenly felt that the person's way of chatting in front of him made him feel a little familiar.

　　 lying trough

　　, you "oh",

　　 asked me if I had money?

　　Zhou Ze got up, went to settle the bill, and was about to leave. He invited a decent meal, purely because Zhou Ze was also bored tonight, and wanted to talk to someone.

　　 could have gone back to find Xu Qinglang's, but Xu Qinglang closed the door early tonight, and the shutter doors were all closed, so he couldn't find it.

　　 Now, he is tired and wants to go back to rest.

　　 "Dude, do you open a bookstore?" the old man asked.

"Ok."

　　 "Isn't it profitable to open a bookstore?" The old hands spread their palms, pinching them with their fingertips, as if computing.

"Ok."

"The poor Dao feels that they actually still open money to earn money." Lao Dao sees that Zhou Ze seems not very interested in his "calculation", so he is right. In front of him, this is a master who is born under the Red Flag and does not bird feudal superstition. So I thought about it.

　　 "Ningdian?" Zhou Ze shook his head, "I don't want to open it."

　　 He is a ghost himself, what kind of haze shop does he open?

"It's not a secret. Before Dao was in Rongcheng, he opened a meditative shop." Lao Dao took out a stack of money from his pocket, which was a illusory note. "Brother, thank you for this meal today. Brother, I have nothing to give you. , This stack of money bills, you hold it first, don’t rush to curse me, of course, this money can’t be spent, but it has Yin virtue on it, you can carry it on your body, don’t be afraid of anger, it can bring you some good luck ."

　　Zhou Ze didn't reach for the money,

　　Whoever got his brain to get a stack of money bills and put it on his body.

"Brother, don't believe it." Old Tao saw Zhou Ze don't want to. He was a little anxious and directly opened his robe and pointed to the wound on his right chest. "It was a pile of money and saved my life." "

　　 "Yes, I accepted it."

　　Zhou Ze was too lazy to watch a big man **** and bare **** in front of himself, so he had to reach out and take the money.

　　 "I remember watching your video~www.novelmtl.com~ There is still a person in the nether shop, that person, drinking porridge is very difficult." Zhou Ze asked.

　　 "Oh, he, he is an employee I hired. I'm lazy. I only know the sun all day. I don't do anything. I scold him every day, saying you are so lazy, young."

　　 "Oh, does he have anorexia?" Zhou Ze asked.

　　 "That's right." Speaking of that man, the old man was a bit lost, "Why, is he handsome?"

　　 "No, I just feel kind."

　　 "A kind ghost." It sounds like a funny joke.

　　 You are kind to ghosts, are you also a ghost?

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha,

　　Laughing to die!

　　The two people walked outside the shop together. Zhou Zefen gave Lao Tao a cigarette. A supermarket next door was still open. A small fruit stand was placed at the door.

　　 "You stand here, don't move, I'll buy you some oranges." The old man joked.

　　 "I will eat two, and I will give you the rest." Zhou Ze replied.

　　 "What?" The old thought that Zhou Ze was a bit out and did not understand his own stalk, and it was a bit boring to think about. This bookstore owner should be a nerd.

　　Zhou Ze also did not explain.

　　 In fact, "I go buy some oranges, you stand here and don't move around", it is from what Zhu Ziqing's "Back" said to his son,

　　 And what Zhou Ze said was what Grandpa said to his grandson in "The Camel Shoko".

　　Finally, Zhou Ze reached out and patted on the shoulder of Lao Dao, "I'm gone, you take care."

　　The old man just prepared to say something,

　　 suddenly covered his crotch,

　　 Then a smell of burnt hair came out,

　　 "Mammy, burn to death!"