20 years of restarting life

Chapter 213 The Self-Proclaimed Wizard Wen Ye

It was already four o'clock in the morning when the three Zhao Chang'an brothers returned to the rented house.

The several breakfast shops at the gate of the community were full of people, and they were so busy that they started the final preparations before dawn for a new day.

The first thing the three brothers did after returning to the rented house was to browse several larger music BBS websites.

And Fuda, Jiaotong University, Huada University, Mingda University, Donghua University,——

Several people easily found Qian Xiaoyong's post in these post bars.

In order to compete for women, Zhao Changan, a well-known campus singer, fought in groups and fought violently. '

'Wujiaochang Town, Lane 16 Hutong, Old Phosphate Fertilizer Factory Complex, if you don't believe me, you have pearls, go and see for yourself! '

Although Qian Xiaoyong's posts were all after ten o'clock in the evening, there are still many top posts by night owls behind the posts.

Because of 'no picture, no truth', the following posts are almost all skeptical, thinking that this is a prank.

However, there are also some more persistent Pearl netizens who say that they live nearby, and it happens to be the weekend, so they come to visit in the morning to find out if it is true or not.

"What the hell, this grandson, I really should have fed him urine just now."

Liu Yihui cursed angrily: "My water for saplings was wasted!"

"This kid doesn't remember how many posts he posted. He registered a lot before, specifically to attack Chang'an. Even if we can delete these now, there should have been a lot of reposts, and the matter has spread. "

Wen Ye entered Qian Xiaoyong's account number and password on Fuda BBS, planning to delete the post.

"Don't delete it, just let it hang there. Since it can't be eliminated, let's play it bigger!"

Zhao Changan stopped Wen Ye and said, "Besides, since someone is interested in coming over to explore the secrets, let's move the valuables, such as the CPU, graphics card, memory stick, and these two servers, to the bedroom and lock the door .”

Zhao Changan saw that Wen Ye had already swept up the broken glass and wine bottles.

"Throw the broken glass in the hallway of the living room again. If someone wants to see it, open the door for them to see it. Let's talk about the facts. Let's kill him. This is Qian Yong who ordered his son Qian Xiaoyong to persecute us!"

"Old Liu, now go downstairs and sweep a few roads to get out, don't let the sweeper sweep away the broken glass."

Looking at Liu Yihui with a bruised nose and swollen face, Zhao Changan felt that he was still lacking meaning.

He thought that if Liu Yihui went in and squatted for a few days, Zhong Lianwei, whose head was broken, would be here.

"I have red ink."

When Wen Ye saw Zhao Changan looking at Liu Yihui's head, he immediately understood, but suggested: "Old Liu has a bruised nose and a swollen face, so let me pester you. Hehe, I've smashed so many heads, and I'm a little embarrassed if I don't break them myself." of!"

"Third Prince, you fight really well~!"

Liu Yihui looked at Wen Ye in admiration: "You know, the doctor said that the seven headshots were all minor injuries. If you were more ruthless, the four of us might have to 'drink porridge' and eat 'peanuts'." Mi'! You'd better use a light weapon in future fights, or if you drop a chair, I'll be terrified when I see it!"

"You have a good idea. It's so easy to eat porridge and peanuts? If I really want to kill them, it won't be with that strength, nor that angle."

Wen Ye looked disapproving.

"So awesome~"

Liu Yihui asked curiously: "Why don't you study medicine? Don't look at Wu Yue, his father is the vice president of the hospital. He talks about the physiological structure of women all day long. I don't think he is worthy of lifting your shoes."

"I said that my profession should actually be a wizard. If I write a talisman, I can pull out the drain of the pond (the wooden stake at the bottom of the pond) from a distance. Do you believe it?"

"You blow it!"

"Hey~, my grandma said my grandpa did it."

Wen Ye looked fascinated: "It's my secret book at the bottom of the box, but it was passed down by my ancestors!"

"I,"

It was about the elders, even if Liu Yihui didn't believe it at all, he didn't dare to swear.

Instead, he said: "I asked you why you don't study medicine, why are you talking about your grandparents, don't you know if you're out of print?"

"Damn it, both of you are running away! When are you going to run away? Work!"

Zhao Changan cursed angrily: "Old Liu, go sweep the road, Wen Ye, go wrap the red gauze, pour a little more red ink, we are rich and willful! You call to borrow a digital camera, the camera is the best, and it is best to add it to the camera." A volunteer with a bit of photography skills, be quick; I'm a fucking coolie!"

"Where can I find a digital camera and a volunteer? Isn't Sun Yiyang from your school's photography club?"

Wen Ye went back to the house to get white gauze and red ink.

"This guy is nice, but I don't want to trouble him too much; and you don't have one ready-made around you!"

Both Liu Yihui and Wen Ye understood Zhao Changan's use of the word 'trouble'.

The word 'trouble' is never spoken among brothers.

However, Wen Ye still didn't understand: "Where are there ready-made volunteers around me?"

"Fuck, are you pretending to be confused, aren't you? Your beautiful teacher!"

Liu Yihui held the broom and said something before going out.

"I~"

Wen Ye cursed angrily.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!"

Zhao Changan looked at the landline and motioned to Wen Ye.

"I~"

Wen Ye cursed again, walked to the landline with an unhappy face, and started calling Zhou Kexin.

"Hey, which one?"

The voice was lazy, with the charming and charming charm of a woman.

Wen Ye glanced unnaturally at Zhao Chang'an who was standing beside him, listening to the wall with his ears sideways, and glared angrily, but Zhao Chang'an was smiling and didn't care about him at all, there was nothing wrong with it.

"Teacher Zhou, I'm Wen Ye."

"Wen Ye? Ah! Oh, um, um, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Zhou, do you have digital cameras and video cameras at home?"

"Ah? Wen Ye, it's so strange for you to ask, don't you know if there is?"

"Pfft~"

Zhao Changan couldn't hold it back, and returned to the bedroom with a smile, and continued to listen with pointed ears, which kind of left Wen Ye a little private space.

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After half an hour.

The three brothers worked together to fix the inside and outside of the house, and Liu Yihui ran to the snack bar to buy breakfast.

"Om~"

There was the roar of a car engine outside the yard.

Immediately, the rental phone rang.

Wen Ye took a look, went out and went downstairs.

Needless to say, it was Zhou Kexin who came.

"Wen Ye, who hit your head?!"

Zhou Kexin's furious voice came from downstairs: "Why don't you stay in the hospital, what are you doing when you come back? Why did you call me so late, I'm not your counselor?"

Shouting caused some residents who got up early to look out one after another.

This also includes the couple Ma Weiming and Qiao Shenglan on the second floor who had their windows smashed last night and dared not fart, but hurriedly turned off the lights.

"Da Ming, the windows of our house were smashed because of those bastards upstairs, you have to ask them to pay for it!"

Qiao Shenglan, as an old woman who was like a wolf and a tiger, didn't have any bad feelings towards Wen Ye and the others. On the contrary, she was full of interest in Wen Ye who was like a calf.

However, seeing that this little calf already has an owner, and she is still a young beauty driving a sports car, I immediately feel hatred in my heart.

Ma Weiming's heart trembled when he heard this, and he forced a smile and said: "Don't worry, these little bandits are on fire, you didn't see how fierce this kid was last night, one chair for each, what the hell is it? It’s just a few blah puppies, they’re just a bunch of hungry wolves!”

Thinking in his heart that he always peeked at that little beauty in the past, Ma Weiming's heart trembled even more, and he secretly said that it was lucky that he didn't molested with his hands and feet, otherwise he would have been beaten to death by these bandits!
(End of this chapter)