I was scumbag, he came to the door

The person in front of him stared at him seriously with a pair of dark eyes, and there was no half-joke in it.

Tang shi had a heart attack when he was angered by this god.

The other party didn't speak for a long time, Song Ci only thought that he wanted too much, he bit the bullet and said carefully: "It's okay to give less, really, I don't think less."

Mosquito legs are meat no matter how small they are.

Tang Shi was forced to laugh angrily. He closed the door of the box and hung up the sign of Do Not Disturb, and walked towards Song Ci step by step.

"You only think of money when you see these paintings?"

The other party seems to be smiling, but his eyes are frosty. If he doesn't answer well, he will send a proposition.

Song Ci's small head turned quickly, "No, what I saw was clearly your superb skills and abundant emotions. As expected of a master, your paintings are extraordinary. No wonder you are sought after by others. You are also my favorite painter now. gone."

A series of rainbow farts blurted out, Song Ci's face was neither red nor heartbeat.

Tang Shi took two steps forward and pressed Song Ci on the long couch in the house, "Since I am your favorite painter, why do you want money?"

The nonsense is of course for the sake of food, Song Ci continued to argue with contempt in his heart: "Isn't this respecting you? You must have a bad conscience if you use my Xiao and want to not give me money."

Tang Shi admitted that he used Song Ci as a source of inspiration, but he blurred the characters in the painting, which is really not like Song Ci.

No matter what, he couldn't bear Song Ci to be the object of others' viewing, but now he was really angry.

For a while, he didn't speak and looked down at Song Ci, as if he wanted to see something from his face.

Song Ci looked back bluntly, thinking that he had done nothing wrong, could it be that he was reluctant?It is said that the richer you are, the more stingy you are.

Finally, under Song Ci's uneasy gaze, Tang Shi said word by word, "I think what you said makes sense."

Song Ci: Huh?

Tang Shi: "I will definitely have a bad conscience. In order to avoid this situation, I will negotiate with others to buy back those paintings. As for the money for buying the paintings, I think you, as one of the participants, will definitely help share it. "

His tone was serious and he didn't mean to be joking at all, and now it was Song Ci who was so angry that his heart stopped.

"Forget it," Song Ci waved his hand feebly: "You can use it whatever you want, I have no objection."

When he retreated, Tang Shi pressed on step by step: "No, you said that you don't want to make my conscience feel bad, and I think you won't let yourself feel bad."

The gap between the two sides was too big. Song Ci couldn't refute, so he bowed his head and remained silent.

Tang Shi took two steps back and touched the person's head, which became more and more smooth for him.

"Sorry, I scared you last time when I was angry."

Song Ci was thinking about how to get out, when he suddenly heard this sentence, he: ah?

Tang Shi: "You suddenly disappeared, and I was very angry if you didn't answer your phone or WeChat. After I saw you at Yanda University, I found out that your personal information was all fake. It's only right for me to be angry."

Song Ci nodded blankly.

Tang Shi: "Now that I think about it, you have a lot of flaws. I didn't discover it myself. It's not your fault."

The other party took all the faults on him, and Song Ci's guilt magnified infinitely, and he was no longer in the mood to care about other things.

"It's my fault. I concealed it on purpose. I just wanted to never see you again after leaving D City." Song Ci's tone was a little guilty, and he didn't dare to look at Tang Shi with his head down.

Oh, it was intentional, Tang Shi sneered in his heart, his face remained motionless.

Song Ci: "I'm sorry."

Tang Shi said softly: "You don't need to say I'm sorry, as long as we get to know each other again, my name is Tang Shi, I'm 29 years old from Yancheng, and I'm a professional painter."

The other party's tone was too inclusive, and Song Ci felt even more guilty, not to mention that he thought the other party was good and would be a qualified partner.

"Hello, my name is Song Ci, 22 years old, a freshman from Yancheng University, from Shencheng, currently unemployed."

Song Ci also took the initiative to shake Tang Shi's big hand, his eyes were shining.

Tang Shi pinched Song Ci's fingers, and a look of disappointment quickly flashed across his eyes. Their Xiao Ci was still full of defense against him.

Song Ci didn't realize that something was wrong until he was led back to the exhibition hall.

The royalties for his portraits were gone, but Tang Shi's paintings still sold for money, and he lost money, a huge loss.

Song Ci stared at Tang Shi's back, and slowly uttered two words: profiteer.

There were few people in this place, and those who came here really liked painting. Tang Shi once again became the center of the crowd, and even Song Ci was forced to greet people with a smile.

In less than 5 minutes, Song Ci, a friend from Tang Dynasty, managed to become famous among a small group of people.

In the distance, Ai Qing looked at this side from a distance, took out his mobile phone to take a picture of his Brother Song as a souvenir, and sighed after taking the picture.

"People's hearts are not old, but a scumbag wins people's hearts."

"No, there are quite a lot of people suffering from Stockholm these days."

After Gu Yuan finished speaking, he stared at Ai Qing and laughed, "It's fate, my friend."

Ai Qing: "I'm 22, thank you for the invitation, I'm not young."

He pointed to Song Ci in the distance: "My friend, he is handsome and has a good personality, so he has to fall in love with a scumbag everywhere."

Gu Yuan also pointed to Tang Shi who was next to him: "My friend, a painter, tall, rich and handsome, as you can see, is a standard diamond man, everything is good, but there is a Stockholm plot, as soon as the scumbag turns around, he immediately has sex with others. "

The two looked at each other after speaking, and then looked at the very eye-catching pair leaning side by side not far away, thinking about the information they had received, and immediately looked at each other with defensive eyes.

Finally, Gu Yuan turned his eyes and opened the WeChat page and passed it over: "Add a friend, I will use it later."

Ai Qing took it for granted, without saying a word, scanned the QR code and sent a friend request.

The door closed early in the afternoon, and in the evening the four of them went to the restaurant next door for dinner. Song Ci was dragged outside by Tang Shi, and Ai Qing sighed that the world was impermanent behind them.

"Their fish is pretty good, and the soup tastes good too," Tang Shi said when ordering.

The picture above is very beautiful and the price is very attractive. Song Ci ordered a dish of twice-cooked pork and added two vegetarian dishes. While waiting for the meal, Tang Shi went out for a trip and came back soon.

Although it was a meal, the food was served very quickly, and the food he ordered came out very quickly. In the middle was a dish of braised fish. Song Ci really liked fish. He was just about to pick it up by himself, and Tang Shi had already added it to him. A piece of clean, thornless meat came over.

Song Ci was stunned: "Thank you, you don't have to do that,"

Since he came out until now, the other party hasn't asked a single unnecessary word, knowing that he has a secret and still keeping silent, and now he is so considerate, Song Ci feels ashamed to face others.

Tang Shi smiled slightly: "I've said it all, there's no need to be polite to me."

With a snap, Gu Yuan on the opposite side dropped his chopsticks in fright.

Tang Shi gave Gu Yuan a warning look, and when he met Song Ci, he had a warm face, and it was quite harmonious for the two of them to eat and eat together.

It's just that the atmosphere at the dinner table was a little too silent.

"Eat it, I'll do it myself." Song Ci whispered when Tang Shi's chopsticks picked up a rib again.

"Okay, call me if you need something." Tang Shi.

Gu Yuan couldn't stand the weird atmosphere, so he said, "Brother Shi, do you think today's dishes are too strong? I remember that the chef came from Jiangnan, and the taste has always been bland."

Tang Shi: "Well, maybe the chef put too much salt."

The taste in the south is relatively mild, but Shen Cheng, who lives in Song Ci, likes heavy food. Just now when he ate the food, he felt that the taste was just right, and he even praised the chef in his heart.

Adding more salt can't be a coincidence, Song Ci's eyes fell on Tang Shi from the corner of his eyes with the ribs in his mouth, and he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

It was only in the afternoon that I found out that he was from Shencheng, and I went to find the chef for dinner in the evening. He is considerate, careful and rich.

No, Song Ci ate three mouthfuls of rice to suppress the shock, and at the same time warned himself not to think, the gap between the two sides is too big, and the other party has a criminal record of Neptune.

"Brother, just say a word, don't cook."

Ai Qing took out her phone and sent Song Ci a WeChat message.

Song Ci's phone was placed on the table, and when the screen was unlocked, Tang Shi glanced at the wechat avatar.

Very good, he sneered in his heart, even WeChat is a trumpet.

His real boyfriend, who confessed and slept with him, is not worthy of adding WeChat or getting his real phone number, and he even found out his name by himself.

Song Ci: "I only work because I have a guilty conscience and can't speak out."

"Why don't you teach me what to say?"

It's not Aiqing: "Based on my years of flirting with girls, this guy has his eyes on you, so if you let him go, you won't lose money with his figure and looks, and their family still has money."

Song Ci: "No, I'm not worthy."

After sending the message, he wanted to type again. Considering that Tang Shi was beside him, he silently put down his phone and gave Tang Shi a big smile.

Song Ci asked with concern, "You came back from D City, didn't you stop working as a bartender?"

Tang Shi: "You're not here anymore, so I don't have any point in staying."

"Besides, it's just for entertainment, and I don't make a living by bartending."

The other party said this before, but Song Ci didn't believe it, and now he wanted to slap his former self.

The tea flavor of these words was too strong, but Song Ci didn't hear it, but Ai Qing kept rolling his eyes.

"I, I," Song Ci looked at him dryly, unable to speak again.

It would be fine if the other party got angry at him directly, but this person followed the policy of being gentle. Song Ci felt that it was difficult to resist, and got into the other party's car in a daze after eating.

"Go to my house, huh?" Tang Shi took the opportunity to kiss him on the cheek when he turned to help him fasten his seat belt.

Seeing Song Ci's hesitation, Tang Shi lowered his voice: "Xiao Ci, you should give me some compensation."

There was a hint of grievance in the male voice's noble voice, and after thinking about it, he has always been nice and nice, and he didn't lose anything.

Song Ci gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay."

As soon as Tang Shi stepped on the accelerator, the Mercedes-Benz quickly passed in front of Ai Qing, leaving behind a puff of car exhaust.

"Don't look," Gu Yuan patted him on the shoulder, "We are also single in Tianya, why don't we go for a drink or two?"

Ai Qing glanced at the pretty face of the other party, and reluctantly nodded: "Okay, but we young people like to play disco."

Gu Yuan: Young man, is he old?

The author has something to say: Tang Shi: The small book is continuing to keep accounts...

Song Ci: I always feel like I forgot something

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Copywriting [-] of "I Hee with My Deadly Enemy After Double Losing Horses":

Cheng Yu is a well-known cosplayer with millions of followers on Weibo.

In order to support his hobbies, he just graduated and made up his savings and was forced to live with his rival.

Pei Yan——Cheng Yu's bamboo horse and deadly enemy, this person has been excellent since he was a child, and he joined the world's top [-] companies before he graduated. When Cheng Yu graduated, he had already been CTO.

Mother Cheng said this: "Xiaoyu, I don't worry about you living alone. I have already transferred the rent to Xiaoyan. It is great to have him take care of you."

Cheng Yu:  …

From then on, he was brutally abused in the company during the day, and went home at night to deal with all kinds of unreasonable demands from the old man.

Cheng Yu carefully hid his C suit so that the other party would not see it. The happiest thing every day was to complain to his artist friend.

His friend is considerate and enthusiastic. He not only patiently listens to his complaints, but also sometimes offers advice to help him solve problems.

Once the two of them went out to the same exhibition, thinking that this was a rare opportunity to meet, Cheng Yu specially bought a meeting gift for someone, and went there excitedly.

In the backstage lounge of the exhibition, Cheng Yu was pressed down on the table by Pei Yan, who was playing with the jewelry on his head with one hand and the gift box with the other.

Pei Yan said casually: "I like cosplay, especially women's clothing?"

Cheng Yu shook his head desperately: "I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense."

Pei Yan chuckled: "Since you like it so much, why don't you wear it for me when you go home?"

Cheng Yu shrank his body and wanted to cry. How could he become Pei Yan when he was such a big friend?

Cheng Yu had been at odds with Pei Yan since he was in kindergarten.

He likes two-dimensional, Pei Yan is a veteran cadre.

He became a product manager, and Pei Yan was a programmer.

He is curvy, while Pei Yan is straight.

One day Cheng Yu suddenly discovered that Pei Yan was not so straight either.

Some hot questions: How is the person you loved when you were young now.

Pei Yan replied while typing the code.

"Thank you, our man, he is waiting for me to make dinner in the living room."