Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

061 returns to the transfer point and sends a docking signal to 009.

The figure of 009 just appeared, it was like the little chicken who saw the old hen, plunged his head into 061's arms, and rushed him backwards.

061 touched his head: "... what happened?"

009 shivered and said, "Brother 061, Chi Koike told me a ghost story."

061: "... hmm?"

The time limit for the docking shift was extremely short. Before it was time to ask what happened to 009, 061 was forcibly transmitted back.

The gentle "question" of "Um" passed into Chi Xiaochi's ears, causing his ears to numb.

After dinner, Chi Xiaochi had already returned to the bedroom.

He put down the black tea cup: "Come back?"

061 asked: "How is 009 working?"

"I don't know the working situation, but the dining situation is good." Chi Xiaochi said, "I made four dishes and one soup.

061's tone was helpless: "... well, he has a better appetite. For Chinese New Year's dumplings, he can eat 160."

Chi Xiaochi: "..."

He thinks that 009 is probably because he met him for the first time, and he was rather embarrassed and didn't show his original level.

Poor hospitality. Poor hospitality.

061 asked him: "Listen to 009, you tell him a ghost story."

Chi Xiaochi said frankly, "I don't have one. I just asked him a few questions."

061 pondered, thought so too.

Chi Xiaochi himself was also afraid of ghosts.

Chi Xiaochi was going to get the black tea cup again, but as soon as he touched the cup handle with his fingers, the whole cup was broken down into data with ghost images.

He fumbled, his expression slightly wrong.

061 especially likes the childishness of a conscious and sober person like Chi Koike, and his voice shows a little smile: "It's time to sleep, don't drink this."

Chi Xiaochi bargained with him: "I want to see if Tang Huan Studio will announce Yang Xiaoyan's name tonight."

061 said, "You are going to record the song tomorrow, you have to keep your spirits up."

Chi Xiaochi still did not hesitate, and smiled slyly: "I can make up for it in the car."

061 said: "I can cut off your electricity and internet."

Chi Xiaochi said, "... Okay, teacher in charge, you're ruthless."

061 laughs: "This classmate, please wash and go to bed quickly."

Chi Xiaochi was about to stand up and asked smoothly: "What kind of book will the teacher in charge attend tonight?"

Answer 061: "Harry Potter."

Chi Xiaochi was suddenly silent.

He maintained a half-up position and said, "Changing one."

Chi Xiaochi's expression made 061 feel that she might not be doing pretty work this time.

However, since you have points in your mind, there is no need to ask any more.

061 nodded and changed his word from the good: "... then we continue to read" The Grass House. "

After arranging Chi Xiaochi to sleep, 061 opened "Harry Potter", searched by keywords, and watched the plot related to Sirius Black.

About two in the morning, Chi Xiaochi staggered up from the bed.

061 thought he was getting up at night, but he went straight to the small sofa and nestled himself in.

061 was fascinated by reading a book just now, and did not notice the condition of Chi Xiaochi. Until now, he found that the pajamas of Chi Xiaochi were thoroughly soaked with sweat and stuck to his body. The thin ribs on Cheng Yi's body were clearly visible.

He didn't close the window before going to bed. At this moment, there was a wind outside, and the curtains were filled with wind, rising and falling.

Chi Xiaochi looked at the outline of the wind, and then hesitated softly, "Lou Brother, the wind is blowing outside."

The voice will fall and the windows will slowly close.

061's voice sounded: "Don't be afraid. It's me. You sweat too much and can't get cold now."

Chi Xiaochi said, "I know it's you."

061 asked softly: "Having a nightmare?"

Chi Xiaochi replied: "It's a good dream."

That was indeed a good dream.

The sound of mahjong came from the first floor. They ate, touched, and listened. The woman shouted with a sharp voice, as if it could be a good deal. Men were barefooted to cool. In their mouths, oil and war were closely related to them. They shook Pu Fans and smashed sunflower seeds, and everyone had their own mirage.

Upstairs, Chi Xiaochi was lying on the bed, and Lou Ying had their own heads.

A hot wind blew outside the window.

The wind was moist with earthy smell, and there was another cloud, which was about to rain.

Chi Xiaochi said, "Brother Lou, the wind is out there."

Lou Ying looked up from the book and looked out the window: "It's going to rain."

No matter if it was going to rain or not, Chi Xiaochi deliberately took his foot to step on the spine of Lou Ying's hand and begged him to continue to read: "Later, what happened to Black?"

The book was tattered, but Lou Ying wrapped the book cover carefully. It was white and snowy, and Lou Ying's long, clean fingers touched it from the top, which fit perfectly.

He set his gaze back on the book, his expression slightly complicated.

After a moment, he closed the book and sat up from the bed: "It's too late today, I'm going back. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

Chi Xiaochi said, "Leave the book to me, I will read it for myself."

Lou Ying smiled. He laughed with light in his eyes.

"Leave the book to you, will you still sleep tonight? Don't bother."

Ji Xiaochi was anxious, and he got up from the bed, "Will he be with Harry."

"Who do you ask?"

"Sirius."

"……What do you think?"

Chi Xiaochi frowned: "Of course we have to be together, we must be together. He needs Harry, and Harry also needs him. But how do I feel he will die."

Lou Ying put the book into his schoolbag: "Relax, he won't die."

Chi Xiaochi: "Really?"

Lou Ying said, "Really. I've seen the back. He's not dead, he's fine."

In the following plot, Sirius did not die, and even appeared in subsequent plots, with the same humor and thoughtfulness.

Although Lou Ying fell to the death before the release of the next "Harry Potter" series, many years after that, Sirius in the mind of Chi Xiaochi was still the stormy but bright-eyed boy.

Until that interview, he was told that Black was dead.

He fell into the veil in front of Harry, disappeared, and could not even find his body.

The companionship of life and death, as well as the beautiful ending, is a story written by Lou Ying imitating a translation essay.

... "Not everyone you like can live."

This reason, Lou Ying did not want Chi Xiaochi to understand so early, but later, Chi Xiaochi still understood.

Back to now.

061 did not speak, leaving him enough time to silence.

Chi Xiaochi held up a toothpick and thought about his thoughts.

061 Seeing the actions of Chi Koike, his mind moved slightly.

... As far as he knows, Ikoike has a habit of smoking.

Although not an addiction, when he was thinking, he was more willing to smoke.

The Cheng family certainly has no shortage of hospitality, but since Chi Xiaochi did Cheng Cheng, in order to protect his throat, he never took another sip when he tried Yang Baihua.

Thinking of this, 061 a heart became extremely soft.

He was so patient and restrained, but when he was restless, no friend could accompany him.

Ikkoike was so fascinated that he didn't even notice the slight data flow on his side.

061's figure changed from false to solid, standing on the side of Chi Xiaochi.

The lonely soul was in Cheng Cheng's body, quiet, only the toothpick was creaked by him, and it was still loud.

He reached out to Chi Koike's shoulder, trying to comfort him as a new friend.

But only halfway through, his hand was retracted, and only a trace of the remaining data flow quietly fell into Chi Xiaochi's shoulder and disappeared.

Fortunately, 061 remembered Chi Xiaochi's aversion to physical contact in time, and avoided a possible trouble.

Chi Xiaochi seemed to be aware of something, turned his head to look, and saw only the room immersed in the darkness.

Before he could turn back, the toothpick in his mouth disappeared out of thin air, and was replaced by a hint of strawberry sweetness.

Chi Xiaochi snorted and spit out his mouth.

A lollipop.

Chi Xiaochi wanted to know who was doing the trick, and he couldn't help saying, "I'm not a kid."

061 said: "Hey what isn't Hey."

Chi Xiaochi thought about it reasonably, stuffed the lollipop back again, and slowly licked it.

He asked, "Where did this sugar come from?"

061 said: "In exchange for Yang Baihua's favor."

Chi Xiaochi licked a lollipop and criticized 061: "Teacher six took the lead in breaking the rules and had no morality."

061 With a slight cough, cooperating with his performance, he said: "The teacher's morality is for students. Only you are my students."

Chi Xiaochi was so touched that he was about to express his emotions. He listened to his respected teacher Liuliu said: "After eating, brush your teeth, hurry up and sleep for a while."

Chi Xiaochi didn't really want to sleep, and continued to lick his lollipop slowly.

061 watched him eat sugar, his face gradually warmed up.

Chi Xiaochi didn't seem to eat sugar at all, holding a candy bar and licking and biting, especially when he readjusted his eyes to return to the "Centre" channel, matching his actions, revealing the unexplainable desire.

A good piece of sugar fell into the hands of Chi Xiaochi, and it can be said that it was humiliated.

061 can't stand it anymore: "... you eat well."

But Chi Xiaochi was quite unaware of his performance, and took the transparent candy out of his mouth: "Huh?"

061: "..."

Forget it, just remember to brush your teeth.

It wasn't until the next morning that Chi Koike turned on his mobile phone refreshingly, only to find that he had missed a big drama last night.

... the identity of the plagiarism was picked up.

The exposure speed is so fast, mainly complaining about Yang Xiaoyan.

Yang Xiaoyan is also a small and famous songwriter on the Internet. Her vanity is placed there again, and the song was bought by Yundu, enough for her to play for a year.

"The new song is sold. This time I finally have the money to buy the little dress that I want to love [心] [心] [心]."

——The sending time of this Weibo is the same day as the contract date provided by Yundu.

"It's still in production ~ I don't know when I can hear the finished product, I look forward to ing."

——On the same day, Tang Huan posted a Weibo and posted a picture of himself in the recording studio.

In addition, she reposted the lucky draw Weibo of the fifth anniversary of Tang Huan ’s debut, and even commented on Tang Huan ’s new post, “Hahaha, finally heard it!”

Although it wasn't specified to whom her new song was sold, according to the timeline, all the clues pointed to her.

There are no idlers in this world. Fans of Tang Huan are also anxious to find the original creator who plagiarized their love on the back of their love beans, let alone to punish Tang Huan ’s owner, Yundu. Naturally, they want to shift their attention to other places .

In this way, Yang Xiaoyan was taken out.

Now that the name has been revealed, Tang Huan Studio simply hit the iron while it was hot, updated Weibo again, and released the lawyer's letter you made overnight.

The defendant's name is simply Yang Xiaoyan.

Seeing the screenshot of the "Real Hammer" flying across the sky, Chi Xiaochi said sincerely: "Congratulations, it was a hit, and C debuted."

He was too clear that very few of those condemned were really angry at plagiarism.

Netizens want excitement, and the studio wants benefits, so Yang Xiaoyan must sacrifice.

Of course, you can't blame others for your own death.

Chi Xiaochi's bureau actually left her a retreat.

——As long as she doesn't reach out to steal, Ren Chi Xiaochi will set up many delicate rounds, she won't fold in.

Early in the morning, Yang Xiaoyan's cell phone rang.

Last night, she barely closed her eyes until midnight. I didn't know that she had been stripped of skin on the Internet.

She picks up her cell phone with sleepy eyes: "... Hey?"

An elegant male voice came from the other end of the phone: "Is this Miss Yang Xiaoyan, Yang?"

Yang Xiaoyan glanced at the phone and found it was a strange number, thinking that the courier he had bought a few days ago arrived, secretly whispering how to send it so early.

"Leave it at the door."

"Miss Yang, this is the Dingshan People's Court of Yunjing." The caller said, "There is a civil case related to you, which will begin on January 10. Please go to the Dingshan People's Court in time to get a summons. ... "

Yang Xiaoyan hung up the phone without waiting for him to finish.

A moment later, the phone rang again.

She hung up again and hurriedly pulled the number to the blacklist.

summons? What summons?

Yundu's subpoena? Did they really sue themselves?

She shook her hand and wanted to go to Weibo to see the movement of Yundu Studio. Whoever thought, as soon as she entered Weibo, Ruhai's private messages and comments rushed her phone directly to the crash.

"Hello, plagiarizing dogs, are you up? Are you suffering from conscience today?"

"Le thief! This industry is stink by your mouse shit!"

After just watching two, Yang Xiaoyan quit Weibo and panicked.

How did they find out they were?

And that summons ...

No, she won't answer! She can't answer!

As long as you do n’t accept it yourself! ? If they don't go, they won't be able to go to court. This matter may be able to escape ...

This was the case when she was a kid. She went to play in someone ’s house and broke other people ’s things. As long as she quietly took things away or simply hid, there would be nothing ...

Yang Xiaoyan did not dare to alarm the roommates who were still asleep, slipped down from the bed with tears, squatted into the toilet, and dialed Yang Baihua's phone.

When she spoke, she cried.

"Brother, what did Brother Cheng say ... did you find him? Did he promise to help me? Help me quickly--"