Who moved my novel?

"What do you want this for?" The drunkard handed a notebook to Dong Peng: "You don't expect this to bring them down, do you?"

"I know I can't." Dong Peng shook his head and took the things. He didn't know if it was an illusion. Dong Peng felt that the drunkard today was a little different: "You don't have to worry about what I want to do. Just give me what I want and I will do it. Meet your expectations.”

"That's true." The drunkard let go of his hand, and the book completely fell into Dong Peng's hands.

"Is this what happened?" Dong Peng looked at the drunkard in surprise: "Is it reliable? This is a bit... fantasy."

"It's true." The drunkard nodded: "I have been following my nominal uncle for many years, and I still know this."

"Hiss!" Dong Peng took a breath of cold air: "I can't believe that there is such a group of people in this Red Heart Second Middle School."

"You can't imagine more." The drunkard shook his head: "This Red Heart No. 2 Middle School is a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. Not only are there people like this, there are also people who are more powerful than them."

"who?"

"I can't say it, and I don't want to say it." The drunkard shook his head: "Teacher Dong, I know you are investigating the top ten supernatural beings, but in fact some of them are actually made up by students. So, after investigating this, you Just stop."

"Huh?" Dong Peng looked at the drunkard in front of him with some doubts. This man looked different. Before, he wished he could keep making trouble and muddy the waters of No. 2 Middle School. Why did he start to persuade him to leave now?

etc!

Dong Peng suddenly discovered something was wrong with the drunkard.

"You didn't drink today?!"

This drunkard didn't even smell of alcohol at all.

"Did you just notice?" The drunkard shook his head slightly: "My benefactor asked me to give you a message: Just take care of the affairs of No. 2 Middle School here, and leave the rest of the matter to the people who should handle it. "

"Benefactor?" Dong Peng frowned.

"Excuse me for being inconvenient to say more." The drunkard shook his head: "Don't worry, just let it go this time, and I will help you solve the rest."

…

"Zhao Feng?" Xue Mo was about to go to bed when he heard a knock on the door. When he opened it, he saw that it was Zhao Feng.

"Xuemo." Zhao Feng scratched his head in embarrassment: "I returned the house I rented and I forgot..."

"So?" Xue Mo raised his eyebrows and leaned against the door frame with no intention of getting out of the way.

"So...can you let me stay at your place for one night?" Zhao Feng asked sheepishly.

"No!" Xue Mo's face turned livid.

What's this? Just follow him during the day, but he will still follow you at night.

"Xuemo Xuemo!" Zhao Feng quickly stopped Xuemo who was about to close the door: "This time it's true, I really have nowhere to go!"

"You have nowhere to go?" Xue Mo looked Zhao Feng up and down: "Do you believe this? There are so many hotels out there, which one can't you stay in?"

"No money." Zhao Feng said without blushing or heartbeat.

"No money?" Xue Mo looked at Zhao Feng's outfit speechlessly. Zhao Feng said before that a piece of clothing from this brand can cost four figures. With the consumption level of Chixin City, let alone staying for one night. A week in an ordinary hotel is enough!

"Really, really." Zhao Feng said sincerely: "Look, today is already the 27th. I have spent too much this month. I treated you to a big meal yesterday. I am really short of money now." , I won’t stay longer and will leave on the 1st.”

"No. 1..." Xue Mo's face was tangled for a while, but he finally compromised: "Okay, let's go to No. 1, and you can sleep on the sofa!"

…

"uncle."

When Dong Peng returned home, he smelled a strong aroma.

"What does it smell like?" Dong Peng looked at them one by one and asked.

Although he is not short of food expenses, but with his usual frugal style, he is willing to sell meat?

"Pork knuckles." Yiyi grinned.

"Why are you willing to spend money to buy elbows? Little miser?" Dong Peng joked. In the past, Yiyi only bought vegetables and meat by himself every week.

"Well, it was sent by Uncle Xuemo." Yiyi said truthfully.

"Blood ink?" Dong Peng raised his eyebrows: "What else has he done?"

"Nothing." Yiyi shook his head: "He handed over the elbow and left."

"He didn't come into the house?"

"No." Yiyi shook his head again: "What's wrong, uncle? Did you quarrel?"

"No." Dong Peng shook his head and looked around the room cautiously. He was relieved when he saw that there was nothing else: "Yiyi, do you get along well with Xuemo?"

"It's okay." Yiyi scratched his head in embarrassment: "Uncle Xuemo always gives me the feeling that I can't help but get close to him."

"Hmm..." Dong Peng frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, raised his head and looked at each one seriously and asked: "How about you move to Xuemo's house for a while?"

"Ah?" They looked at Dong Peng in confusion: "Uncle, are you angry?"

"No." Dong Peng shook his head: "I mean...if one day I need to leave for a while, can you go and stay with Xue Mo for a while?"

…

"Huo Yuan, are you going to stay here tonight?" Several students looked at Huo Yuan in surprise and asked.

"Yeah." Huo Yuan nodded.

"But, haven't you met 'that thing'?" A classmate asked nervously.

They all saw Huo Yuan's live broadcast before. A slender figure in a white dress appeared at the end of the corridor, and then Huo Yuan disappeared.

Everyone was glad that Huo Yuan was fine, but they didn't expect Huo Yuan to go!

"Why are you going?" The boy behind Huo Yuan said nervously: "My sister doesn't want to go out, but you don't have to do this!"

"Yes, Huo Yuan, what if you are in danger?" Several timid girls couldn't help but cover their eyes with their hands, as if they saw the scene of that day again.

"I'll go to investigate the truth." Huo Yuan said calmly: "I haven't seen what that thing is yet, how can I give up like this?"

"That, that." A timid boy asked nervously: "Huo Yuan, what happened after the video was cut off?"

"Nothing happened." Huo Yuan shook his head: "It's just that the phone ran out of power, I'm fine, right?"

"That's not what I'm talking about." The boy shook his head: "I mean, do you...do you have women's clothes?"

Instantly, the air was quiet.

Three.

Two.

One.

Three seconds later, the classroom suddenly exploded.

"Yes! Huo Yuan! Legend has it that there will be a pervert in the office who forces people to wear women's clothes! Have you ever met him?"

"Huo Yuan, Huo Yuan, tell me in detail, what does it feel like to wear women's clothes?"

"Yes, yes, I heard that there are only zero times and countless times to wear women's clothes, and now you..."