Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

As soon as Song Ci arrived home, when he opened the door too, he saw Zhou Shi sitting on the iron bed playing games. He rolled over and made the iron bed creak.

Song Ci bowed his head and transferred the money to Zhou Shi. After all, he has been eating other people's money, taking other people's money, and still living in other people's houses, which is really embarrassing.

As soon as the news from Zhou Shi popped up, he took the headshot from the man opposite him and killed him directly.

Zhou Shi cursed angrily for a long time: "Which der sent me a message! And why can't you see this teammate here?! Why is there no first aid kit? Is this person on the other side an idiot? My dog ​​let me Destroy the group alone!!"

Song Ci who was scolded: "..."

He silently took out his phone and twitched the corners of his lips. If the transfer could be withdrawn, he would withdraw it all without hesitation, leaving him nothing!

Zhou Shi realized that he saw the WeChat transfer prompt and saw the 1000 yuan displayed on it, and clicked the transfer without hesitation for a second with his eyes shining.

Song Ci's account collection information came immediately.

Zhou Shi looked at the 1000 yuan in his hand and kissed the phone again and again.

"My God, my God! Amen!"

"I must have saved the world! Some nice guy sent me 1000 yuan!"

"He's literally my angel!"

"This person is so nice! He is the embodiment of Jiyu, I want to see who this person is!"

Song Ci twitched the corners of his lips, his eyes were a little indifferent: "You scolded him just now, why don't you slap yourself a few times to see who this person is?"

Zhou Shi's eyes widened, and now he really wanted to slap himself: "Woo, why did I scold him just now, he is my baby and my angel! My god!"

After talking about Zhou Shi, he clicked on it and saw that the pure black profile picture was very clean, and even the name only had one "."

"Hey, who is this old man who is silent at first glance? Why don't I know him?" The fat man scratched his head, "I don't seem to remember adding this person myself..."

Song Ci raised her mobile phone and put it in front of him, "Does it look familiar?"

Zhou Shi looked at his WeChat, and pointed with a belly smile: "Boy, why do you use the same profile picture as my savior, even the same screen name, what are you pretending, hahaha..."

Song Ci really couldn't believe that the person in front of him was a normal person.

Are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital for a brain surgery?
"Is there a possibility that it's me?" Song Ci's voice was a little weak, and he didn't have time to look at him. In his hand was the script specially given to him by Wen Zhuo'an before he left.

Well, to see.

He was still busy reading the script, so he didn't have time to talk to this idiot.

After listening to Song Ci's words, it took him a long time to react and his mind turned around. Zhou Shi's eyes instantly stared like copper bells.

He immediately ran to Song Ci's side, almost knelt down in fright: "My brother, where did you get the money, you wouldn't go and rob it!"

"I took your dirt and handed it over to the police uncle, is there still time to surrender?!"

Song Ci's face was full of black lines, and he endured it for a long time before he could say: You——be silly!Say it.

"Don't give it back to me." Song Ci indifferently pulled back the hem of his clothes that Zhou Shi had grabbed.

Zhou Shi looked at him like this, knowing that it wasn't as serious as he thought, scratched his head, and gave a hey laugh.

After a while, the old man didn't know what was going on, and the dog came over and whispered again: "Aren't you short of money? Where did you get the money?"

Song Ci raised her eyes and glanced at him: "It's a part-time job, paid in advance."

Listening to Song Ci's serious words, Zhou Shi touched his nose: "Oh..."

Why is he so unbelievable about paying in advance?He did a part-time job and didn't see others advance the money to him in advance...

It took Zhou Shi a long time to stand up, a little dizzy, looking at Song Ci, he always felt that this person seemed a little different from before.

But it's hard to say exactly what's different.

Zhou Shi scratched his hair when he couldn't figure it out. It's okay, it's just him anyway!

Zhou Shi waved to him: "Do you play games?"

Song Ci sat in front of the wooden table and turned on a small lamp. The light was orange, which made his originally cold white skin become warmer. The hair on his forehead was soft black, and a few strokes followed him when he lowered his head. His movements slide down obediently, the boy's angular but not too tough, just right, his lips are very red, and his eyes are extremely beautiful.

He is seriously looking at the script in his hand.

Zhou Shi swallowed unconsciously, slapped his face casually, and then said in a very small voice: "Forget it, I won't play with you anymore, I will play by myself."

He sat by the bed with his back against the wall, and because he turned off the microphone and sound when playing games, he couldn't help cursing a few words unless he was very angry, and the rest of the time he was very quiet.

Song Ci finished reading the whole script, familiarized himself with the plot in his mind, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the fat man who was already asleep on the opposite bed, and shook his head helplessly.

In the fast-paced city of Shangcheng, even though it is close to the early morning, the outside is still brightly lit.

Song Ci turned off the light, lay on the bed and raised his hand, the orange light of the night light next to him shone on the wall next to him through his fingers.

He tilted his head.

Thoughts drifted away.

Song Ci couldn't help thinking, could this world see them again?
He wants to know who they are and when they will meet again...

Song Ci recalled their appearance, and the corners of his lips raised an imperceptible arc unconsciously.

Although their personalities are not different, their eyebrows and eyes are so similar. Although they sometimes have Shura field together, they will also restrain themselves for their own reason, which is very interesting.

They're... not right.

Would the two of them be—

Suddenly a thought appeared in his mind, Song Ci's beautiful peach eyes narrowed.