Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

While staying away from Yang Baihua for a few days, Chi Xiaochi finished the official demo versions of "Language", "Love You" and "Autumn Thought" one by one.

The song names were carefully crafted by Cheng Wei. To be released, they must be, and can only be, these three names.

Cheng Ye's golden fingers are quite easy to use. As long as Chi Xiaochi is thinking about creation, countless melodic chapters naturally flow out of his mind, so these tasks are not difficult.

After recording the last song, Chi Xiaochi lay down on the bed and expressed his feelings: "I feel like an artist."

061 laughs: "You didn't do that either."

After the ghost bridge ’s overnight suspension bridge effect, the revolutionary friendship between the two was strengthened, and now they are more and more smooth.

Chi Xiaochi said: "It was a high school graduation scum, but now it's an undergraduate in a blink of an eye."

The system said: "... Students who have won scholarships for three consecutive years can be called scum."

Chi Xiaochi said quietly: "Even my grades are known. See what year of interviews I know."

061: "..." is routine.

Chi Xiaochi lamented: "Watching my movie and chasing me for interviews. Brain residual powder is terrible."

061: "..." I'm not, I don't, I'm really serious.

061 dying and struggling, "I just want to know you so that I can carry out the task."

Chi Xiaochi turned over, facing the ceiling, and stopped talking.

This silence made 061 suddenly flustered. He found himself not saying so beautifully, adding: "... you are not all my task."

This is true.

Chi Xiaochi is his eleventh host.

For the host, in a strange and isolated world, the system is the only one that can be trusted and depended on.

Although it has been formatted, 061, based on the residual feelings, knows that each time he leaves the host, it is not a very pleasant experience.

061 I want to be a cold and emotional system, just because I don't want to be sad for parting.

But he still can't seem to do it.

Chi Xiaochi said, "Don't explain it."

061: "I ..."

Chi Xiaochi said quietly, "I have lost your favor so quickly."

061: "..."

Chi Xiaochi sighed, "I'm no longer the Mr. Chi you love."

061: "..." I don't care about you more than that.

But he was relieved.

Chi Xiaochi was not the same as the host he had experienced before. He was somewhat childish in the conversation, but acted calmly and independently.

Such people have a lot of flowers on their lips, but they can clearly distinguish the advantages and disadvantages.

His desire to return to this world is strong. Even if we say goodbye in the future, probably not too difficult.

After the play addiction, Chi Xiaochi fell into a silent sage mode.

He reached out and touched the sleeping pill bottle on the bedside, only to find that it was empty.

Chi Xiaochi got up and prepared to change clothes.

061: "Where are you going? The pharmacy is closed at this point."

Chi Xiaochi said, "Then I'll find a singing hall and go to the bundy. Jump to the pharmacy and open the door."

061: "..."

Cheng Ye's body is not iron. He finished the demo for three days in a row. Now he's going to go. What if his work report fills up? "Host died from waves"?

061 Helpless, said, "Lie down."

Chi Xiaochi rejoiced: "Six or six, are you going to give me a hypnosis card for free?"

061: "..." Who is Liuli?

Chi Xiaochi guessed what 061 was thinking: "I'll think about it. It's not good to call you zero or none. It's easy to cause misunderstanding."

061: "..."

Chi Xiaochi: "So it's still pretty good."

061 sighed deeply.

Sixty-six is ​​sixty-six.

He said: "You always rely on drugs and are bad for your health. So, I will read to you every day before going to bed, maybe it will be better. Even if you can't sleep, you won't be bored listening to me."

Chi Xiaochi was really silent this time.

061 asked: "Is this okay?"

Chi Xiaochi hung the jacket back on the hanger and sat back on the bed: "Service is in place. Has your host enjoyed this treatment before?"

061 responded gently: "I only met you who couldn't sleep."

Chi Xiaochi lay flat on the bed with one hand behind his head and said, "... Okay."

"Which book do you want to listen to? I'm going back to the system lobby to download it now, and I'll be back in five minutes."

"Harry Potter." Chi Xiaochi hesitated after publishing his title. "No, don't want Harry Potter."

The system waited for his reply with a good temper.

Soon, Chi Xiaochi reported in good faith: "People's Education Edition High School Political Book."

061: "... wait a moment."

The system went for five minutes and returned on time.

He unfolded the pages of the book, coughed twice, and started studying.

The sound of 061 is a very pleasant young voice. The sound that has been carefully moisturized is more like a tree vine, and the branches and leaves that are warmed by the sun are woven into a gentle mortar, wrapping the consciousness of the pond.

Chi Xiaochi closed his eyes and slammed into the quilt: "Teacher, which middle school are you in? If you teach me politics, I promise not to sleep."

061 smiled gently: "Don't you sleep?" Chi Xiaochi was not an honest student at first glance.

Chi Xiaochi also laughed: "Unless you can control me."

"How can I control you?"

Chi Xiaochi said, "It looks good."

061 Gentle stunned.

He didn't know what he looked like. The systematic self-cognition system was shut down all year round. Even if he looked in the mirror, he could only see a mosaic.

However, he did not want to control Chi Xiaochi. As long as he was happy and the task was completed quickly, his progress could be accelerated.

——After completing 200 missions, he can cancel the contract with the main system.

At that time, he can rush to an appointment.

But he seems to have been late, for many years, and he was late, accidentally, and formatted.

but it does not matter. As long as he returns to his own part of the world line, he can always remember.

061 communicates with the indoor lighting system, dims the indoor light, and guides the sleeping position of Chi Xiaochi: "Close your eyes, put your hands down, and keep up with your sleep."

Chi Xiaochi closed his eyes, but his hands were still under the pillow.

He whispered, "It's OK with Lou Ying."

——If you want to control him, you either look good or Lou Ying, but nothing else.

061 didn't hear clearly and asked: "What?"

Chi Xiaochi didn't say anything, 061 continued to read, until Chi Xiaochi's breathing gradually became uniform, and pale and pale cheeks gradually appeared pale pink.

061 did not call him. By observing his physical data, it was confirmed that Chi Xiaochi was indeed asleep.

061 thought with relief, it worked.

After three seconds, the light went out.

The next day, Chi Xiaochi, who had fallen asleep, put the master tape he recorded into a paper bag, cooked it, and took it to Cheng Jian Company.

061 was surprised to see Ikekoike wearing an apron beating the eggs in a slick manner.

... he really cooks.

Cheng Jian was just as surprised as 061 when he saw his brother carrying the lunch box and the secretary brought him into the door.

He was even more surprised to hear that the egg fried rice was made by Cheng Min.

Today, the temperature in the city has dropped to its lowest level since winter, and Cheng Min's nose was so red that he murmured with hot water as soon as he entered the door.

Cheng Jian opened the lunch box, which contained rice, soup, pork leg soy soup and egg fried rice. Egg fried rice is sticky with eggs, ham is freshly cut and chopped finely; pork trotters are stewed finely, poking gently with chopsticks, the flesh and skin are crispy and scored, leaving the air fresh and fragrant .

Cheng Hao proceeded: "Brother, you eat. It's hot. The heat preservation effect of the lunch box I bought is better."

...... Just looking at this solid weight, you know that it is not a takeaway called outside.

Cheng gradually sourly: "It's a very good wife and mother. Is your baby's paw raised for so many years? Is it for you?"

Cheng Yan smiled with eyes narrowed: "I'm happy to give him a spoon. Isn't he happy?"

Cheng Jian: "... hum."

Then he swept away all the food.

When he finished his meal, Cheng Ye explained his intentions clearly.

Cheng Jian pushed the lunch box: "Do you want to cast the song?"

Cheng Ye looked at the paper bag and looked forward: "Do you know where to invest?"

"I have a few classmates who work in entertainment companies, and I will help you ask." Cheng gradually did not know much about this matter, and naturally he would not easily make any promises, "What are your goals?"

Cheng Ye shook his head obediently.

Cheng Jian hated Tiebuchenggang: "... a stupid **** who doesn't care about anything."

Cheng Ye was stupidly happy.

"Smile." Cheng Jian said with a stern face. "I have two buddies. I heard you sing before and asked me about your debut. You all refused. They are all here now. Yundu Entertainment, one at Nebula Entertainment, which one do you want to try? Or both?

Cheng Yan thought for a while: "Nebula."

Cheng Jian: "... blindly selected?"

Cheng Yan: "The name Nebula is nice."

Cheng Jian: "..." Really stupid bitch.

Cheng gradually got up, took the paper bag from his arms, opened it and looked at it: "Is it urgent?"

Cheng Ye lowered his head slightly shyly: "It's a bit anxious ... Lao Yang should pay the rent there."

Cheng Jian: "..."

He put a kick on the **** of this younger brother who has basically become a Filipino Maid.

Cheng Yan immediately embraced Cheng Jian's arm, and fluttered with coy eyes: "Brother."

Cheng Jian froze. He didn't expect that his brother, who had been snoring faster than the rabbit, would be close to himself, and when his reaction came, his face was a little hot: "What's the matter, your skin is thicker than you."

After Cheng Yi walked away with a lunch box, Cheng gradually took out the CD and put it into the computer.

He didn't know much about music, but as soon as the intro sounded, he smiled proudly.

...... This is written by Cheng Yi.

However, as the melody advanced a little bit, and came to the chorus part, Cheng gradually lost his mind.

He is not a music major and can't say one, two, three or four, but he knows at least what is good.

Out of Cheng Jian's office, 061 asked him, "Why Nebula?"

Chi Xiaochi replied: "Because I don't want to enter Yundu."

Unlike Cheng Yi, Chi Xiaochi has to do things, of course, he will investigate beforehand.

The production of Cheng Ye's songs for small companies is too violent, but he had no experience in the last life. In addition, his brother Cheng gradually became well-connected and had contacts with many senior staff of large entertainment companies. I will know.

When he was young and indifferent, he was encouraged by Yang Baihua to draw a line with his family. He thought that it was not appropriate for him to fall apart with his family and rely on his family's shelter.

This time, Chi Xiaochi came directly to Cheng Jian, and took a shortcut without blushing.

He has plans to join a large entertainment company, but he has no plans to enter Yundu Entertainment.

Yun is the company where Tang Huan is, so it is not convenient for him to implement the plan.

What did 061 want to say, but suddenly paused: "... he is coming."

"Who?"

061 said: "Yang Baihua."

Chi Xiaochi: "... hmm?"

061 said, "I have connected your new car's on-board GPS. Now someone has entered your current address on the GPS. It should be Yang Baihua's coming to you."

"His parents are coming for a week. He won't accompany his parents?"

061 said, "It's noon." His parents may be taking a nap.

... hanged him for so many days and finally couldn't sit still?

In recent days, Yang Baihua's favorability value has fluctuated, and he is very unstable. It can be seen that his heart is also very confused, and he cares about the small "Lou Ying" in the mouth of "Cheng Ye".

Chi Xiaochi shrugged: "I'm not at home, but I'm just asking him to take it away."

Later, he added with regret: "But if Brother Lou is really at home. He cares about Brother Lou so much, and also runs to see him, leaving him empty-handed, a little pity."

061: "... Yes."

Chi Xiaochi raised an eyebrow: "Ha?"

061 said: "I can make a physical copy of the image, the past is exactly the same as a normal person, and I can also have a short physical touch. Although the general system forbids us from using physical and external contact, as long as the host does not report to the general system No problem .... I can pretend to be Lou Ying. "

Chi Xiaochi thought about it, "Okay."

061: "Hmm."

Chi Koike: "Become handsome."

061: "... well."

061 thought about whether to create a figure based on which movie star, but once it was troublesome, secondly, his own appearance was not only exaggerated by a system colleague.

He thought for a while, but still used his nature.

Soon, a 061 was projected inside the apartment.

He sat quietly on the bed, looking at his hands and feet, and looking into the floor mirror. The purpose was, without exception, a large mosaic.

it is as expected.

There was nothing left and right, and the system threw away all the clothes on the bed and put them in the closet.

About half an hour later, the communication phone rang and it was the doorman who said that Mr. Cheng, who lives here, had visitors.

061 replied: "Yes. Is it a gentleman named Yang? Please come in."

Five minutes later, the doorbell rang, and he got up to open the door.

Yang Baihua was right over the door. With a smile in 061, Yang Baihua nodded suddenly: "Mr. Yang? Xiaoyue told me you would come."

However, Yang Baihua, who has always been attentive, took a long time after meeting with 061, and even ignored 061's greetings.

"... Mr. Yang?"

He had no idea what it was like in Yang Baihua's eyes.

The man in front was wearing white clothes and black pants, with a straight back, a few centimeters higher than him, but his clean temperament, especially his eyebrows, was not much different from Yang Baihua!