This passerby is too calm

Chapter 1 1. Conan's reincarnation-like accident physique
"Bad star possession, blood light disaster..."

This is not a good sign.

Chen Mowang looked at the coins in his hands and threw them into the ashtray at will.

Hear a tinkling sound.

He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the leftovers that Dad had packed last night, and then poured a bowl of white porridge down his stomach.

Put down the dishes and stand up.Chen Mo reached out and took off the camera from the hanger, and picked up the loudspeaker at the entrance with the other hand.

"Wootou a dollar three..."

Skillfully knocking the loudspeaker on the table, the sound disappeared.

Raising the horn to his mouth, he shouted loudly at the bedroom in the northwest corner.

"Old Chen, I'll go out and shoot some material. Don't come and stay in bed, clean up your house, your bed is about to have maggots! You won't find a wife again in this life!"

This roar made the whole room tremble, and the neighbors in the Hutong heard the movement. Uncle Li and his wife all looked at each other, smiled and shook their heads, knowing that the Chen family boy started to take care of his father again.

With a click, the window of the room opened, Chen Mo calmly took two steps back, and a stinky shoe smashed on the place where he just stood.

"Go away! Brat, it's against you!"

"Then come down and beat me, the doctor said, you need to exercise more! Hurry up, don't want to clean up the room, you also get up and walk!"

"I know, I know, you are the only one to worry about, your father won't die!"

Chen Mo listened to the sound from the other side of the room and sighed when he heard that there was indeed a movement. He threw the speaker on the chair and was ready to go out.

"Wait, boy. Dad, I remember correctly, the college entrance examination results will come out in these two days."

Old Chen's voice upstairs stopped him.

"Tomorrow at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, the province will open the channel for checking points."

Chen Mo turned his head helplessly and replied that since he finished the college entrance examination, his father had to ask it again almost every day, and his ears were about to get cocooned, but he still answered obediently.

"Okay! Then tomorrow, Dad, I'll be at the computer for the six o'clock alarm clock."

A few decades old, like an old urchin, Chen Mo slandered.

"Don't bother, just finished the operation, the doctor told you to rest well, you can sleep in peace, I will tell you the first time when I find out the score."

"I don't, I'm going to see it with my own eyes. It's so long-winded, you are full of doctors and doctors every day, and my ears are full of calluses! What's wrong with the doctor! He can still stop Lao Tzu from seeing my son's college entrance examination results. "

The old man in his fifties smiled like a fool, and he could hear the rough and reckless man in his voice, the kind of voice with a foolishness and suppressed pride and pride.

"Okay, you are the biggest."

Chen Mo chuckled softly and coaxed skillfully.

Coaxing Old Chen, Chen Mo stretched out and closed the door.

Following the path paved with loess, I walked out of the alley in a roundabout way.

The houses here are almost all low-rise bungalows, and only four or five have built a small second-story store for the sake of opening the door.

The door of each household here is different, and they are all directed wherever they want, without the slightest rules.

Just like the people in this alley in Xiangyang, most of them are casual and follow suit.

This is where Chen Mo grew up.Xiangyang Hutong, a place so poor that water and electricity are cut off every month.

It is also a place that is rich enough that every household knows each other. There is no rice at home, and if you knock on any door, you can borrow a large vat full of them.

Filled with warmth and kindness rarely felt in the steel forest outside.

It's a pity that this LC area will be demolished soon.

It should be moving to the XC area in the past two years.

I don't know if Lao Chen's legs can stand up and down the stairs in the community.

Chen Mo thought about it as he lowered his head and adjusted the camera.

Just as he was stepping out of the marble-clad porch with the Xiangyang alley written on it, something unexpected happened.

Almost at the first moment when Chen Mo stepped out of the porch.

A flower pot filled with clay fell down like this!

He was facing Chen Mo's forehead.

Anyone who saw this scene felt that the scalp was numb and the blood was stagnant, but it did not cause any emotional fluctuations for Chen Mo.

He just froze for a moment, then sighed slightly, and glanced lightly from the corner of his eye.

It's like encountering something as ordinary as eating and drinking.

He moved his body slightly to the side, jumped up into the air with his feet, held the camera in one hand, touched the ground with the palm of the other hand, and did a side flip out of thin air, completely avoiding the falling flowerpot.

Just as Chen Mo landed and stood firm, the flower pot slammed into the ground with a bang, the gravel splashed all over the place, and the pottery clay inside was scattered all over the floor.

The huge sound of this collision all showed its huge lethality.

"Aunt Zhang, your flowerpot has fallen again!"

Chen Mo looked up at the balcony upstairs that had been emptied because the flower pots had been dropped for several days.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Mo shouted loudly upstairs.

"Hey, why did it fall again? I remember that I put it in the room yesterday, but I forgot! Xiaomo, how is it? Didn't hit you?"

"It's okay, Auntie!"

After smashing it for three days, his body was almost smashed out of muscle memory.

Sure enough, everything is inappropriate, the disaster of blood.

"This can't be done, the wind in the past two days has been wicked, how can this plant fall one after another... No, it's too dangerous.

Xiao Mo, I'm holding a camera... If you have something to do, go to work first!Leave the flower pot alone, and my aunt will come down and clean it up later.

Auntie bought some cement for the pots above to be welded on the ground, but no, I have to buy some steel wire to tie it up, I don't believe it can fall down..."

"Okay, Auntie, be careful when you clean up."

Listening to Aunt Zhang's words, Chen Mo replied.He also heard the chatter behind Aunt Zhang.

Heart Road, this binding may not necessarily be tied.

He sighed, but he also agreed with Aunt Zhang's approach.

He didn't believe that the flowerpot could break free from the steel wire, blow it down from the wall, and hit him with a wide head.

Before Aunt Zhang came down to clean up the mess, Chen Mo walked around the broken flowerpot, pressed the shutter in quick succession, and photographed the flowerpot that almost broke his head.

Document it's attempted murder.

Just like the two pots two days before the recording, one came towards his face, the other came towards his brain, and in the end, he also attempted murder, just like the broken cactus and cactus that were frozen on its camera screen.

Chen Mo enthusiastically took pictures of them.

After the filming, it was boring for a while.

When will this retrograde end?

Although his accident physique is not a bad thing for people who love photography.

Those magical photographic materials that his peers can't wait for are by his side almost every day, everywhere.

He's pretty much a walking thriller picture-taker.

But he was also a little bit overwhelmed by the surprises of every moment like this for several days.

Maybe someone said, "I live every day like pinning my head to the belt of my pants" is a description, but for him, it may be a verb at any time.

(End of this chapter)