Running Snail

Wei Nan was still wrestling in the bathroom. Zhou Fang didn't know which friend he had borrowed a car from. He sat in the driver's seat majesticly, wearing sunglasses, and beckoning to the land.

Lu Shuang walked over and smiled and said, "Anyway, I won't sign the contract until tomorrow. This afternoon is free time. You borrowed the car again. Why don't we go sightseeing at the beach?"

Zhou Fang lamented: "You will have the heart to let me, the'poor author' who spends the whole night, take you to'sightseeing'..."

Lu Shuang said lightly: "Very bearable."

Zhou Fang felt helpless, and said seriously: "Lu Shuangjun, you don't need to catch me when you chase your girlfriend?"

Lu Shuang smiled: "It's necessary."

Some people's cheeks are really chasing the Great Wall, catching up with the thickness, and now starting to chase the length.

Zhou Fang sighed helplessly: "Okay, I have the conditions."

Lu Shuangxiao: "Please speak."

Zhou Fang pondered for a moment, then suddenly cocked his mouth, and said with a smirk: "If you have a child in the future, you will recognize me as a godfather. If you have twins, give me a support."

Lu Shuang coughed, "You are too... foresight."

Zhou Fang continued to smirk: "I am used to using sustainable development thinking to analyze problems."

Lu Shuang put his thumb against his chin, thought about it pretentiously, and then raised his head and said, "Well, if you have a child, you will be a godfather. If you have twins, I will give you a support."

Zhou Fangtai was stunned. How could this person promise so simply?

As everyone knows, the moment Lu Shuang turned his head, the corner of his mouth raised a smug smirk——

Zhou Fang, Zhou Fang, because you are a great writer of mystery novels, and you have trained your prudent logical thinking skills, why this time you forgot the key personal pronouns and didn't specify "who" gave birth to children? I just promised you so simply, it's really too big a loophole in your words. In the future, let my pig or dog give birth to a pair of cubs, and recognize you as godfather, or even send you to raise, that is absolutely no problem. of!

Lu Shuang was not proud enough, Zhou Fang suddenly sighed helplessly: "You promised so simply, but don't want to give me a pup..."

Lu Shuangxiao: "You found it."

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Wei Nan finally appeared in slow motion, and Lu Shuang asked politely: "Are you sitting in front?"

Wei Nan shook his head and walked to the back row to sit down consciously. In any case, they are more familiar and have many common topics. It's hard to guarantee that you won't be excited and punch him for a while.

Unfortunately, as soon as the car started, Wei Nan regretted it.

Lu Shuang drove a horse-drawn carriage with a whip, and Zhou Fang's level rose to a higher level, directly driving the car as a plane.

Zhou Fang’s driving skills are very good. It is said that he is an amateur drag racing enthusiast. He still participates in a racing club in a certain place. He still has a leisurely and calm expression at such a high speed. He also blasts the music very loudly, which is crazy. Lu Shuang, who was sitting next to him, also had a laid-back look. When the car was shaking, he just stretched out his hand gracefully and grabbed the handrail next to him. Poor Wei Nan in the back row, like a ship floating on the sea, with a heroic expression of "the strong man is gone and never returned", stretched out his hands, supported the inner wall of the car, and swayed to the rhythm of the music. , Tumbler is generally ridiculous and miserable.

Wei Nan really wanted to yell: "Pervert! Can you drive slower!"

However, it was quite challenging to say that the man was his idol, and it was quite challenging to swear the word "abnormal" to the idol. Wei Nan had to gritted his teeth and endured the discomfort in his stomach.

Suddenly, Lu Shuang thought of something and reached out to turn off the music, turned his head and said to Zhou Fang: "You drive slowly."

Zhou Fang was puzzled: "The road here is wide and there are no cars. It just happened to slam, what's wrong?"

Lu Shuang whispered: "Wei Nan has motion sickness."

Zhou Fang turned his head and glanced at Wei Nan. His large sunglasses covered half of his face, only the carved lips were slightly raised, showing a typical smirk, "Oh ~ motion sickness~" He deliberately raised his voice in a mocking tone, "Why didn't you say motion sickness earlier." Then, the speed of the car was instantly reduced.

Wei Nan exhaled a long time, and Chong Lushuang smiled gratefully: "Thank you..."

Lu Shuang smiled and nodded: "You're welcome."

Zhou Fang stroked his hair handsomely next to him, opened the window and blew a whistle, and said with a chuckle: "In these days, when you are a light bulb, you must also be a stylish, handsome, high-end fluorescent lamp."

Wei Nan questioned: "What did you say?"

Zhou Fang laughed: "It's nothing, I just suddenly had a strong creative inspiration."

Wei Nan really wanted to smoke him. He gritted his teeth and forbeared him before ignoring his smirk. He turned to Lu Shuang who was smiling faintly and said, "After I get to the hotel, can you help me fix my computer?"

Lu Shuang nodded: "Okay."

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Because of traveling, the good sleep time at noon was shortened to one hour. For Yuan Yuan, this sleep time was not enough to fill his teeth, so he lay in bed holding a book to kill time, Qi Juan's sister was gloomy. Toss the half-dead computer repeatedly.

Wei Nan knocked on the door and came in first. After making sure that the two spoiled friends were neatly dressed, he smiled brightly at Qi Juan: "Xiaojuan, I'll let Lu Shuang look at our computer, all right."

Qi Juan nodded and glanced at Lu Shuang behind Wei Nan, reluctantly giving way. For Qi Juan, the computer is a life-like existence.

Lu Shuang went to the table and sat down, glanced at the computer, and pressed the restart button very calmly. When the two girls were stunned, they crackled and knocked a series of characters in, only to see a string of English flashing on the blue screen. The percentage was still beating, and after a while, the computer started normally. Lu Shuang smiled slightly, holding the mouse and clicking on the anti-virus software, updating and upgrading, straightened up, and shrugged: "Okay." The action was really smooth in one go.

Qi Juan glanced at the computer that came alive in an instant, and asked suspiciously: "Are you sure my computer is okay?"

Lu Shuang turned his head and glanced at Wei Nan, and then smiled strangely at Qi Juan: "This is...your computer?"

Qi Juan frowned: "Is there a problem?"

Lu Shuang looked at Wei Nan. Wei Nan immediately turned his head to shake his shoulders and smiled, Lu Shuang turned his head and smiled at Qi Juan, and said, "It's not a problem at all."

Qi Juan ignored these two people who were laughing inexplicably, and opened his hard drive to check things. When the F drive was found, Wei Nan had already started to gasp, while Lu Shuang was still calm.

Qi Juan's face instantly sank: "My treasure is lost, Nan Nan, what's the matter?"

Before Wei Nan spoke, Lu Shuang spoke first: "Maybe it is a virus attacking your computer that swallowed those files."

Qi Juan raised her eyebrows: "Viruses will also eat files. This is the first time I heard about it. Will you eat them for me to see?"

"Okay." Lu Shuang nodded calmly, took Qi Juan's computer, made a small program under Qi Juan's nose, and automatically "eaten" a few of the F disk collections. Qi Juan immediately shouted: "Okay, I will convince you."

Lu Shuang smiled and shrugged, and then restored the few files he had just now.

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After fixing the computer problem, Wei Nan sent Lu Shuang out.

In the corridor, Lu Shuang finally stopped, turned his head and said to Wei Nan: "So this computer is not yours? It seems that I underestimated you."

Wei Nan nodded hurriedly: "That's that. How could I do such a nasty thing."

Lu Shuang smiled slightly, "I mean, there should be more things in your computer, right? I underestimate you."

"..." Wei Nan was speechless.

Lu Shuang continued: "In fact, the collections deleted last night can be recovered." He sighed leisurely: "Alas, it's a pity that Qi Juan's attitude is too arrogant, and she doesn't believe my level. I think about it. Thinking, don't let her recover."

Wei Nan wanted to scratch the wall hard, speechlessly. Of course, scratching his face was more interesting.

After Lu Shuang finished speaking, he smiled and added: "Those violent movies have been watched too much, which is not conducive to growth."

Growing and growing, you think she is a coconut tree by the sea.

Wei Nan rolled his eyes, "You wrote novels and fabricated so many **** and violent murders, and you also named "The Cries of the Mortuary". Is it because you watched too many violent movies?"

Lu Shuang smiled softly: "I never watch violent movies." Then suddenly the conversation changed and he said seriously: "I only watch horror movies."

Looking at the back of Lu Shuang disappearing at the end of the corridor, Wei Nan sighed slightly after a long time and gave a thumbs up——

Lu Shuang, I took YOU!

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Wei Nan didn't expect that Qi Juan, driven by her keen sixth sense, secretly opened the door, with a serious expression of investigating a case, and put her ear to the eavesdropper.

So Wei Nan pushed the door and walked in. After seeing Qi Juan's gloomy face and Yuan Yuan's stomach holding his stomach and laughing, he consciously retracted one of the legs that stepped into the door like a bounce, and turned around to escape. Juan grabbed the back collar--

"Dead girl!!"

Qi Juan almost smashed Wei Nan’s eardrums with a yell. Wei Nan was not as strong as her, so she could only let the mad Qi Tigress walk into the house. Qi Tigress also clicked and locked the door easily, a typical murder. Prelude to the case.

The witness Yuan Yuan at the scene was very "introverted" covering his mouth and laughing and snickering. He jumped out of the bed and gave the two a wide space. While watching the excitement, he said, "You want props, or melee." Do you want a mop? There are also brooms, shall I get them?"

Wei Nan could only roll his eyes madly.

Qi Juan and Wei Nan have known each other for so many years, and of course they knew each other’s weaknesses. Qi Juan pressed Wei Nan to the bed very decisively, and reached out to hit Wei Nan’s death hole——

"Hahahaha...Don't scratch, don't scratch..." Qi Juan's claws scratched Wei Nan's armpits, and Wei Nan was crying with a smile, crying and crying for mercy: "Sister, please forgive me... …I’m doing it for your own good, so I won’t tell you... Lu Shuang is your favorite author... something..."

The room was suddenly silent like a tomb.

Qi Juan took her hand back, and Wei Nan heard her own laughter echoing in the empty room. On the contrary, her horrible laughter frightened her, and she couldn't help but shiver.

"What are you talking about?" Qi Juan's gloomy expression instantly turned into a sublimation black pot, staring at Wei Nan fiercely: "Say it again."

Wei Nan swallowed his saliva. Seeing Qi Juan's terrifying face, she really didn't dare to hide it anymore. Besides, in an emergency, she had already said that she had missed her mouth, so she had to break the jar and continue to say clearly——

"Lu Shuang...is the...author of the...disappearing corpse."

Word by word came out, while watching Qi Juan's reaction carefully.

Qi Juan's face was dark, and the top of her head was hot, like the witch in martial arts novels, she almost came to the scene, and her clothes were messy.

After a long time, Qi Juan sighed slightly, "Oh, it turns out that Lu Shuang is the author, no wonder I think his perverted aura is so familiar." After speaking, he smiled slightly and patted Wei Nan on the shoulder: "You really have the physique to attract'strange creatures', please continue to work hard." Then he walked to the window nonchalantly, opened the window, picked up an apple in the palm of his hand and played with it, turned his head and smiled gently at Wei Nan: "Nan Nan, I really want to throw an apple."

Wei Nan shuddered and smiled reluctantly: "Please throw it~"

Qi Juan raised her hand and threw an apple out very hard. The distance of the parabola was tens of meters. The apple fell beside the trash can in the distance, accompanied by a very crisp "pop". It fell into a puddle of mud.

Then, sister Qi Juan looked back and smiled, "Nan Nan, I threw that apple as you."

Wei Nan nodded solemnly: "Throw well, throw well."

Qi Juan continued: "Dare to hide from me, you are very good."

Wei Nan continued to nod his head obediently: "I dare not dare, never dare to do it again, I will share with you if I have fun in the future."

Qi Juan said: "It's pretty much the same." Then he slammed his fist against the wall, retracted his hand and shook it, and smiled at Yuan Yuan who was dumbfounded next to him: "The hand hurts."

Yuan Yuan nodded in agreement: "You beat the wall, not Lu Shuang, of course it hurts."

Qi Juan glanced at Wei Nan, then rushed to the bed, grabbed a pillow and slammed it down. After a crackling noise, sister Qi Juan finally patted the pillow and put the pillow back, then smiled: "It's almost time to gather, right? You don't want to change clothes?" After speaking, he took out the comb from his bag, combed his hair and tidyed it up.

Wei Nan touched his face. Oh, it's a great honor. Lu Shuang is not there and I am still alive. This is really a beautiful thing.

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