Mr Gingerbread

The eldest brother was obsessed with the round figure of the seal and couldn't extricate himself, so he asked Han Qiaoyu to send him more photos.

Han Qiaoyu was kind and kind, and sent over a dozen of them in a row, which made the eldest brother admire.

Han San took a screenshot in silence, and forwarded it to Mr. Han with Lu Ming's back. It was agreed at the beginning that he was responsible for inquiring information. Effective information and photos can earn a small pocket money.

After showing off in the group, Han Qiaoyu put away his phone and continued eating with the corners of his mouth raised.

Lu Ming ate very little. After eating, he went to look at the well-preserved fish and asked Han Qiaoyu, "What should I do with these? Did you take them back and finish eating?"

Han Qiaoyu said, "I'll keep some of it, and give the rest to my friends."

Lu Ming was a little surprised that he was able to gather so many friends, and Han Qiaoyu said calmly: "These are only used once or twice to catch sturgeons. Those big guys have tricky mouths and only eat the best parts."

Lu Ming: "..."

No matter what he heard, he felt that Han Qiaoyu's friend was more like a sturgeon.

The return journey went smoothly. After arriving home, Han Qiaoyu stuffed the two upright refrigerators to the brim. Lu Ming was reluctant to use such a good salmon as bait, looked around for a long time, and called for a few dishes.Han Qiaoyu was good at cooking, so he agreed to all of them. Among them, the fried salmon with lemon was the best. Lu Ming ate three meals in a row and was addicted to it.

Han Qiaoyu will be on vacation for two or three days, and will soon return to the company to continue working. He wants Lu Ming to accompany him to the office, but Lu Ming refuses this time. He smiled and said, "It's like I'm waiting for you at home."

Han Qiaoyu stood at the door with his coat in his hand and said, "I have a lot of things to do today, why can't I go home until evening, are you here alone?"

"Why not? Anyway, you have to go out to socialize. I'm waiting in your office at the company." Lu Ming yawned, walked over to tidy his collar, "Compared to over there, It's better to be comfortable at home, and I have something to deal with today, so I can use my computer at home, I don't dare to touch the one in your office."

Han Qiaoyu wanted to ask a few more questions, but the phone rang, and the assistant downstairs was already urging him, so he could only lean over and kiss Lu Ming twice, and said with a little dissatisfaction, "Well, I'll try to come back as soon as possible. "

Lu Ming sent him out, and when he came back, he lay down on the sofa with his mobile phone to deal with things for a while, and contacted the other students brought by the teacher again.When Lu Ming was around, things were arranged in an orderly manner on Dean Sun's side, and any materials he wanted were always within reach. After Lu Ming left for two days, the old man's side went into chaos, and all the materials were lost. I lost my temper with several other students.

Lu Ming copied his part of the materials to the other party, and the students thanked him and asked him when he would come back.

Lu Ming thought for a while and replied, "The vacation is over."

This time, not only Han Qiaoyu seriously counted the rest of Lu Ming's vacation, but even Dean Sun's other students also started counting the days when Lu Ming came back with their fingers, and the days seemed like years.

After Lu Ming finished his work, he opened his notebook again, opened it and found a forum to browse slowly.

The style of the forum looks simple and simple, and it is still the style of seven or eight years ago. The content of the discussion is also limited to calligraphy and painting lovers, and it is a very small gathering place.Lu Ming discovered this small forum when he was in high school. At that time, he just wanted to come here to look at the calligraphy and paintings posted. Later, he and a few friends on the Internet gradually expanded the forum to what it is now. It took a lot of hard work. It can be regarded as a senior management here. members.

Lu Ming flipped through the content of the forum for the past two days, found some information he needed, and selected two clear photos of the art exhibitions he went to before, and put them on. A small envelope next to him was jumping. Someone had sent him a private message.

Opened it up and took a look. Not surprisingly, it was all complaint letters, naming someone in a popular post today who caused trouble. Ask the administrator to check his address and seal his ID.

That's right, the circle of painting and calligraphy also has walls. There are so many masters with different styles, but they can always be divided into high ground. When literati scolded their walls, blood was splashed on the spot, and the tearing was no less serious than any fan circle.

Lu Ming opened it and took a look. The style of the explosive post was too familiar. When he dragged it down and saw that the person who posted it was "Family One Treasure", he immediately felt a headache.

This is also an old user. The forum was not long after it was established and registered an account. It has not changed for several years. Every day, whether it is moving or leaving a message, he is also diligent and diligent. He especially likes to earn points.The only bad thing is that I always like to take pictures of some unique items and post them to show off, and leave messages like "I just bought it today" "I don't know if the one sent by the junior at home is true or not, please take a look at it casually" "It's an interesting old item , I just found "...some words like this when I was rummaging through the box.

The problem is, all the calligraphy and paintings he sends are expensive calligraphy and paintings without exception, and some of them have not even been circulated outside.The most outrageous one was posting three photos of Mr. Baishi’s shrimp in the morning and academician Xu Beihong’s horse in the afternoon. The photos taken were blurry, and looked like they were taken with a mobile phone casually, even a little blurry. The message is still calm and breezy—how light is it this time!

The forum exploded that day, and it opened more than a dozen floors to figure out whether the painting was genuine or a fake. After dozens of pages of comments, I still couldn't tear it apart.Instead, they tore up a name for this man and called him Daoist Duobao.

The forum half-jokingly called it this way, saying that any rags in this master's house are just pictures of the master.

Today's post that caused controversy was caused by this master, but it was not showing off, it was fighting.

That's right, this master is showing off his collection in a low-key way, but he can't restrain his inflated heart for the master he likes. Next, no matter what other people post, first give praise and blessings, then shake your head and sigh and say that compared with Master XX, he is not as good as he is—he especially admired Mr. Daishan for a while, and Lu Ming once thought he was a black fan, so he almost blocked it privately his number.

The quarrel this time was naive enough. Originally, Mr. Duobao was a little contemptuous of a new work of a painter who was chatting in the building, but he also casually left a sentence, "It's okay, it can be seen." Earn some points for words, but the owner of the building was not happy, so he chased him and pinched him, and said something to Mr. Daishan during the period.Mr. Duobao quit immediately, just insult me, how can you insult my idol!Immediately fought back, he was a little smarter this time, he learned to fight with others in a vest, and he used three accounts for one person, and exposed a few rumors that the host likes painters, and he spoke decently, and immediately Let the post go viral and attract countless people to watch the gossip.

It's almost like a primary school student chasing stars, so childish.

Lu Ming probably dealt with it. The post was blocked. The accounts of the two sides who were fighting each other were suspended for three days and were not allowed to log in. The forum homepage posted "Peaceful discussion, personal attacks are strictly prohibited", which is considered a turning point.

It took more than an hour to complete the work. When Lu Ming was yawning and about to take a break, Han Qiaoyu called and asked him, "What are you up to?"

Lu Ming flipped through the webpage casually, and said with a smile, "Walking around on the forum, I saw some interesting posts."

Han Qiaoyu said: "Do you want to play golf? There is a good golf course nearby. If you are interested, I will take you there to try."

Lu Ming said: "I thought it was playing basketball or something, golf is fine, I don't really want to go."

Han Qiaoyu said: "Basketball is also available, do you want to go?"

Lu Ming said in a nasal voice, "Forget it, my waist still hurts, I didn't do enough activities with you last night?"

Han Qiaoyu was quiet for a while, then smiled and said, "I'm afraid you will be bored."

Lu Ming said: "It's really unnecessary, I play pretty well at home by myself."

"Are you only looking at the forums? There seem to be some special calligraphy and painting forums. I remember my father also learned to surf the Internet for a while. He liked to go to the forums, but he forgot the name..." Han Qiaoyu was a little busy there, so he called Two groups of people came in within a short time and asked him for instructions in a low voice. He said to Lu Ming and answered the person briefly, "The data is wrong, take it back and check it again."

Lu Ming said: "I'm also visiting a calligraphy and painting forum, and I'm still an administrator. If my uncle wants to come here to play in the future, I can open a high-level VIP account for him." He joked and said: "You are busy, don't worry about it. I, go home early tonight."

Han Qiaoyu responded, "Okay."

Even so, at noon Han Qiaoyu asked his assistant to bring some fruit and a set meal. When the assistant came in, Lu Ming had already made a simple salmon pasta by himself. The assistant delivered the things and went to the kitchen while Lu Ming was on the ground. When putting the fruit, I secretly took a photo of pasta and sent it to my boss, and reported it: "Mr. Lu eats very well."

Han Qiaoyu's first reaction was that he didn't want Lu Ming to enter the kitchen, but the editor repeatedly replied, "Got it."

Meanwhile, at home.

Han house.

Mr. Han was anxiously waiting for the result. After walking two steps, he turned back and stood behind the computer chair to urge his youngest son, "Qiao Ye, are you ready, can you go on?"

Han Qiaoye sat there and clicked a few times, vaguely said: "Then what, it doesn't work, it seems that there is something wrong with the internet speed, I'll get someone to fix it, Dad."

Mr. Han asked him: "Why can't I go to the forum all of a sudden? It was fine just now! No, you can find someone to fix it now. I have to argue with that person immediately. What that person said is all What, unreasonable!"

Han Qiaoye shut down the forum and didn't dare to let the old man see it. By the way, he pinched the Internet in the house and said, "Dad, I'll find someone to fix it right now. Don't get angry with those people."

Mr. Han pondered for a while, and said, "You can reply me on your mobile phone, I can't swallow this breath."

Han Qiaoye dawdled with his mobile phone to write down what the old man said, but the words "One treasure at home" on the profile picture were always grayed out, and he couldn't leave a message to reply. When he sent a message, a message "You have been banned from logging in by the administrator" popped up.

Han Qiaoye: "..."

This time, Mr. Han is also innocent. He was originally communicating with friends in the forum sincerely. If you can’t buy it, you need to check in every day and add more messages!But his irrigation style is also different from others. No matter where he pours water, he always praises himself. The old man really likes his wall and works hard for Amway.Someone retorted that the old man typed slowly himself, so he asked his younger son Han Qiaoye to reply and explain a few words for him. This explanation became a provocation by changing the number.

Han San didn't bother to turn on the computer, so he used his mobile phone to register the account again. After replying a few words, he became angry and pinched someone. He didn't dare to tell his father that his account was banned.

Seeing that the old man's most precious account had been blocked, Han San couldn't bear it anymore, so he secretly sent a private message to the forum administrator, trying to spend some money to unlock the account. Banned for two days - charged with attempting to hook up with an administrator.

Han Qiaoye was so angry!

He refreshed it, and sure enough, he saw a line of warning words in bright yellow on it, and the number of days of the title was increased by two days.He glanced at it, and immediately pulled it up. The old man saw it quickly, and asked: "What's the matter, I just saw a warning?"

Han Qiaoye didn't stop him, but let the old man see it. The huge title warning made old man Han's heart bleed.The old man hit his youngest son twice with a walking stick, with a look of resentment: "Why do you reply me, I ask you to add 'you' to every sentence, did you not listen to the honorific!"

Han Qiaoye: "I added it."

Old Han: "What did you say?!"

Han Qiaoye: "...I asked him, 'Are you sick'."

He was slapped on the head by Mr. Han again before he finished speaking, and he said with a headache, "Go, go, don't let me see you again!"

Mr. Han Duobao sits in front of the computer and carefully looks at his account that he has accumulated for many years. There are countless small diamonds of various colors on it, basically collecting all types, and there are nearly a million gold coins. It's the result of his years of hard work - a senior member, rich and powerful, currently banned seven times by the administrator.

Get kicked out of the forum after ten times.

The old man is now trembling online, and has learned to be cute in a silent circle.

Han Qiaoye stood aside a little unconvinced, and said, "Dad, I'll ask my friends to check this website for me later, and ask their administrator to get you a super VIP..."

Mr. Han shook his head and said, "Our administrators are different." The old man carefully read the processing results posted on the forum, both sides were criticizing the title, he sighed and said: "Our administrator is a very upright person, don't you Understand."