Wildfire Mambo

Jian Zhuo was squatting alone in front of the trash can by the river, his stomach was twitching constantly but he didn't give him any practical example, so he was always at the critical threshold of vomiting, which made him here After squatting for almost 10 minutes, my legs became numb, like a homeless man.

The steam-wrapped river wind made his cheeks dry and sore, and he really couldn't figure out his vomiting center, so he swayed back to the bench beside him.

At the end of the show, Qi Yike saw that he was quite drunk and said that he would send him home.

Seeing Qi Yike embrace another girl who just met at the banquet today at the speed of light, Jian Zhuo insisted on expressing his rejection. He didn't have the guts to be a light bulb, and he didn't want to light up even if it was only an 8-minute drive away.

Do you want him to sit in the back seat and watch the **** in the front row?Who knows if Qi Yike will step on the gas pedal in a daze, begging for life to be at stake.

Jian Zhuo lowered his head to take out his mobile phone again, but found nothing.

The memory told him that he stuffed his mobile phone into the big pocket in front of his sweater, and now there is nothing, what does that mean?

On behalf of his iPhone7p can be honorably laid off.

He wanted to change to a new one, but he never found a suitable opportunity to convince himself to make this decision.Well now, this new phone can finally be replaced with peace of mind.

The tooth is not done, anyway, it does not affect life.But the mobile phone is different. Without it, he will struggle.Jian Zhuo thought with a dizzy head, and secretly fired a cannon in her heart to celebrate that she had successfully restrained another impulsive consumption.

Just as he was thinking this way, a bright yellow object appeared in front of his eyes.Jian Zhuo raised his head in a daze, and the blue drip-tip elf on the orange juice bottle was wearing sunglasses and started to look at him.

"Doctor Zhou." He called vaguely, and took the bottle of queer orange juice.

Jian Zhuo began to realize that this doctor must have some kind of psychic skills, whether he can detect which business is about to disappear within a few miles, so that he can appear in the first place to bring back customers.Really, deserves to make money.

Suitable for running insurance sales.Jane thought about it.

Probably feeling a little embarrassed, Jian Zhuo handed back the bottle of Quer Orange Juice to Zhou Shuchen, patted his stomach pitifully: "I can't drink it anymore."

"Sober up." Zhou Shuchen said, "There is no freshly squeezed orange juice in the canteen. Deal with it, it should be useful."

Jian Zhuo twisted open the orange juice and took a sip, stared at the queer on the bottle, and then grinned with his usual smile, showing his canine teeth: "What a coincidence, Doctor Zhou. I ran into you in just a few hours twice."

"I told you earlier, I can take your car. There are a lot of people on Line [-] during peak hours." Jian Zhuo joked politely.

Zhou Shuchen raised his eyebrows, "You can take my car later."

"Qi Yike said that too." Jian Zhuo's eyes began to tilt slightly, and he stretched out his hand to point at Zhou Shuchen, "Oh, you probably don't know him..."

"He is my childhood friend." Zhou Shuchen looked at the wobbly person beside him, and saw his eyes flickering.

Zhou Shuchen stepped forward to help Jian Zhuo's arm, and Jian Zhuo could smell the smell of vetiver mixed with some smoke on his body.The smell of tobacco doesn't melt in at all, it's terribly abrupt.

Jian Zhuo remembered, "I thought no dentist would smoke."

"Dentists are people too." Zhou Shuchen said.

"Then eat candy?" Jian Zhuo leaned forward with a smile.

"Eat." Zhou Shuchen blinked, "But I can brush my teeth."

Jian Zhuo was always quiet when he was drunk, because he was possessed by sleepiness, so the end result of drinking him at a party was his dead body in the wild.

For example now.

Jian Zhuo's eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't even lift them, but in a blur he heard Zhou Shuchen calling him.He frowned, and stared up at Zhou Shuchen's hand holding his arm, "...why do you know my name?"

Suddenly reacting, he grinned: "...Have you heard my song?"

sky!Could this be the first time he met his fans?What to do, what to do, he is not yet mentally prepared, when the time comes, which hand will be signed by this white-faced doctor... No pen!

Jian Zhuo finally put into practice the self-introduction that he had rehearsed thousands of times in his mind: "I'm Wildfire 2FLAMING, UknowDoubleH'llrideagain.".

——Too fucking.

Thinking about it later, Jian Zhuo felt that if this stuff was put on occasions other than LIVE, it seemed that he really had a problem with his head.

"Are you really going to make music?" Zhou Shuchen seemed to be smiling.

"Damn, at least he's also a NetEase cloud musician." Jian Zhuo said without anger, staggering.

Zhou Shuchen looked at him, "Is your sister's name Jian Mo?"

...Jane Mo? ...Zhou Shuchen?

Jian Zhuo looked at Zhou Shuchen in confusion, and the two names kept going back and forth in his mind.

Suddenly, his half-closed eyes opened, "Is it you...?"

The cap of the orange juice bottle was not screwed on properly, and was knocked over by his action, and the yellow liquid lay on the ground, casting a puddle on the stone bricks.

Jian Zhuo jumped up at once: "Fuck me! A scumbag!"

The headshot is used as a shot put training ground, and Jian Zhuo still has difficulty moving his eyes when he opens them. He just feels all the light pouring into his eyes, making him dazed for a moment.

The memory of yesterday was also intermittent, and the ending stopped at the moment when he reached out to hit the quasi-"ex-brother-in-law".

He looked around, he was lying on a big white bed with stiff sheets, and he knew he was in a hotel without even thinking about it.

Jian Zhuo is relatively frost-resistant, and he can stubbornly wear only a sweater in winter, but there are always people who think he is cold, such as his mother, such as...Zhou Shuchen.

Jian Zhuo pulled up the black suede leather jacket lying on the quilt in front of him in disgust, the one Zhou Shuchen wore outside yesterday.

Damn, why don't he donate AP when he is so rich without looking at the lack of a watch on his wrist.

No wonder he got up sweaty, with the air conditioner on, wearing clothes, a big quilt and a coat, isn't he afraid of heatstroke in December?Jian Zhuo thought about it, but when he lifted his clothes, he shook something. He picked it up and looked, isn't it his mobile phone.

Jian Zhuo turned on the phone, and when he saw the lock screen, Zhou Shuchen set it as a screenshot of the memo, which said: I came to give you the phone yesterday, but you were drunk, so I took you here to rest.The room card was inside the coat.

Another line: Remember to come to the clinic in the afternoon.

Not to mention he really forgot.

As a result, the phone was sent back now.It was actually delivered by Zhou Shuchen himself.

Well, Shu Chen made a direct choice for him in the second week of the happy phone orthodontics selection, saying that the doctor must have superpowers, and he wanted to fly even if he saw that the duck was not cooked.

Jian Zhuo packed up her things, and then brushed her teeth with a toothbrush that was hard enough to brush shoes in the hotel.

He gritted his teeth in front of the mirror, and felt that the doctor was still benevolent. He wondered if it was because of guilt that he had hurt his sister, so he didn't just throw him, a drunk, on the street.In that case, there must be a forensic team coming out to collect his body by now.

Jian Zhuo thought back to the days when his sister got drunk every day for a week last month, and almost shed her face in tears. She still mumbled the words "Zhou Shuchen" in her mouth like a girl who had lost her footing.

He didn't hear clearly at first, thinking she was talking about Zhou Shuren, and he was still thinking that Brother Xun really tortured this junior high school Chinese teacher, no wonder he was forced to withdraw from the middle school textbook stage.

Until he saw the message that popped up on the screen of Jian Mo's phone that day, it came from the WeChat group called "Family of Love and Love" that he had quit a long time ago: "How are you getting along with Dr. Zhou?"

Jian Zhuo was startled, and quickly flipped up his sister's mobile phone, only to realize that Zhou Shuchen was a blind date brought by his mother. He said that he met Zhou's mother, and all the praise and praise can be omitted. According to his mother's words, it is Handsome, with a good family background and a reliable job, except for the unsafe face, everything is a standard son-in-law configuration, so Jian Mo must take him down.

Zhou Shuchen is the senior of his older sister’s two-year college, but he is actually one year younger than her. Later, after five years of undergraduate study, he went to Hong Kong to obtain a double degree of MDS and MBA, and stayed there for two years of regular training. Just got back at the end of May.

After all the calculations, Jian Zhuo felt that there was something wrong with her age.How old should this be to study in university?

It is really the rose life of other people's high-spirited children.

Jian Zhuo thought in her heart that it would definitely fail, isn't this his sister Gao Pan?But now seeing his sister so trapped by love, he realized that something really happened between them.

"What happened to you, Zhou Shuren?" Jian Zhuo tried to wake Jian Mo up, but actually wanted to remind her to get up and change the composition.

"... Liar!" Jian Mo threw the unfinished beer can against the wall and made a bang, "It's all a lie!"

Facts have proved that whether she is sober or drunk, her sister always implements the theorem that silence is golden, her mouth is stretched like a mussel.

Jian Zhuo decided to attribute this phenomenon to "too deeply hurt".

Although he was really puzzled, he still felt that if he met this scumbag on the street next time, he would definitely beat him to buy a plane ticket to go to Korea for plastic surgery, but he would be stopped at the customs because of his deformed face before going out. .

"Where is Zhou Shuchen!"

It is impossible to be absent from part-time work, Jian Zhuo is still a little rational, and only got up and rushed to the clinic after the shift was over.

The nurse at the front desk was impressed with Jian Zhuo, mainly because of this mop-like dreadlock.She quickly came out from behind the stage and asked Jian Zhuo what's the matter.

"He came to see the dentist." Before Jian Zhuo could speak, Zhou Shuchen came out of the reception room and said to the nurse.

The nurse ran back in a hurry, and hastily brought out a small box of strawberries, "Does Teacher Zhou eat strawberries?"

"I'll help him eat!"

Jian Zhuo was really speechless about this daily routine of nympho, he took the strawberry held by the nurse with his teeth bared, and put one into his mouth under the scorching gaze of the two, the pulp was crushed badly between the lips.

The nurse was about to have a seizure, but when she saw Zhou Shuchen smiled and said that she would pay herself later, she immediately lost all emotions and kept saying "yes", wishing to give Jian Zhuo the rest of the basket.

"Hey, your clothes." Jian Zhuo held the strawberry in one hand, handed the clothes back to Zhou Shuchen with the other, and repeatedly proved his physical strength through a series of actions such as patting his chest, which made Zhou Shuchen not persist like his parents.

"You obviously called me 'Boss Xiao Zhou' and 'Doctor Zhou' yesterday." Zhou Shuchen stopped suddenly, causing Jian Zhuo to hit him on the back without stopping the car.He turned around again, leaned slightly to look at Jian Zhuo, "You're 'hello' today?"

"Did you forget that I called you 'scumbag' yesterday." Jian Zhuo narrowed his eyes, met his gaze and said, with scarlet strawberry stains on the corner of his mouth: "Politeness is reserved for good people. "

"What is your standard for defining a good person?" Zhou Shuchen seemed to be smiling, his eyes slightly curved.

"Anyway, you are still far behind." Jian Zhuo pointed at him and realized: "You must have messed with that nympho nurse and made my sister green."

Zhou Shuchen took the time to nod his head, and asked him again: "Why don't you ask Jian Mo?"

"How to ask, she only knows how to cry." Jian Zhuo scratched at his short braid irritably, every time he thought of a woman crying, he would get goosebumps.

Zhou Shuchen took off his white coat without any hesitation, and said as a matter of course: "It is more important to clear up the misunderstanding before the treatment. Let's go to Jian Mo now."

Jian Zhuo was speechless, "If all the sheep are dead, you still need to mend the prison."

As soon as he left the hospital gate, Jian Zhuo walked in another direction on his own.Zhou Shuchen stepped forward and grabbed him, asking him where he was going.

"Go home." Jian Zhuo was at a loss for this question.

Zhou Shuchen showed a rare embarrassment, "I don't know the address of Jian Mo's home."

Jian Zhuo thought to himself that this love relationship is so painful that you lied to me and I lied to you, but you haven't been promoted to the other party's house yet?

How expensive it is to go to the hotel every time.

He was also afraid of repeating the vulgar scene where ex-couples met and broke out into fierce quarrels, so he felt that he still had to be a good backing for Jian Mo: "Forget it. I'll take you there."

"It's cold outside, I'll drive you off." Zhou Shuchen said.

So Jian Zhuo fully understood the reason why Zhou Shuchen pushed and pulled there many times before.

——Isn’t it just a fancy car? !

Jian Zhuo looked at the black Mercedes-Benz SLS parked in front of him and fell into a deep silence.

"...Your dentists are so profitable?" The moment the car started, Jian Zhuo turned his head to look at Zhou Shuchen, but he didn't see the piece of AP on his wrist that day.

"I'll sell it another day." Zhou Shuchen held the steering wheel with one hand, his knuckles were too sharp, "It is said that a 26-year-old looks frivolous driving this kind of car."

"You have 26?!" Jian Zhuo's words were sincere, but he couldn't tell the difference between 21 two and 26 seven, and he didn't think that 26 couldn't drive a sports car. also open.

...and I am very frivolous about driving.

Zhou Shuchen turned his head to look at him, "You don't want to be called uncle, do you?"

"Isn't this almost calling you 'brother-in-law'?" Jian Zhuo turned around with one sentence, "Bah! Are you worthy!"

Jian Zhuo was leaning against the window, too lazy to think about why the doctor's AutoNavi voice package was not Lin Chiling but Guo Degang.

Seeing the blue square road sign blended in the speeding orange light and shadow, it was the all-night lighting of Renmin South Road, which he loved so much when he was young.

He suddenly remembered that his father would pick him up from an English cram school when he was in elementary school, so every Friday at 09:30 he would pass by the brightest street in Chengdu.

The result is those fragmentary trifles that are most capable of making people sad.

"What are you thinking about?"

"No." Jian Zhuo wrinkled her nose.

Zhou Shuchen asked suddenly: "How long did you start making music?"

Jian Zhuo didn't think much about it: "My dad bought me an electronic piano when I graduated from elementary school, and I started to tinker with it. Later, I started to listen to Eminem and Drake in junior high school, but I didn't like JAY-Z very much. It was only after that that I really came into contact with it. Hip-Hop. The summer vacation after the high school entrance examination was too boring, so I started playing. I used to buy other people’s beats to write lyrics, but in the past two years, I have started to try to make my own beats.”

Zhou Shuchen said softly, "Your father is very prescient."

"If he knew that it would develop into the current situation, he would definitely not do those things." Jian Zhuo said lightly, "Anyway, everyone has their own way to go, and I just happen to be on this road. If you have ambitions on the road, you won't block other people's Yangguan Road."

He stood up again and clarified: "You know, I gave way to the way, because the philanthropists in this university are keen on charity activities. If I take the college entrance examination, my grades will not be bad, okay, I was still a math class representative in high school."

Zhou Shuchen gradually got a little smile, "How can I remember that you were not very good at math?"

Before Jian Zhuo came back to his senses, he heard him say again: "Jian Mo and I have known each other many years ago, college classmates. I was the small forward of the school basketball team, and she was the manager."

Jian Zhuo turned his head in shock, and saw Zhou Shuchen who seemed to think of something and said: "She brought you to school once, and then went to the student union for a meeting, so she threw you among us. Your It should be in the fifth or sixth grade... and you are still dragging me to write you Olympiad questions."

"At that time you still called me brother." Zhou Shuchen remembered.

"You still call me stupid, saying 'Other parents can do it, but you, a college student, can't do it'." Zhou Shuchen said very aggrieved, "Obviously you don't understand my method."

Jian Zhuo was ashamed for a while, and shouted: "Don't say it..."

Zhou Shuchen withdrew his smile and turned his eyes back to the road ahead. The light yellow light dazzled the cilia on his black half turtleneck sweater, "That was the first time I met you."

"The first time..." Jian Zhuo was completely stunned, his mind couldn't keep up with Zhou Shuchen's pace.And the person concerned acted as if he would complete the task after speaking, so he immediately interrupted him, saying that he had arrived and got out of the car.

Weird.