Boyfriend For Hire

When Yang Xiao returned home, the phone was switched to airplane mode, and she fell asleep in darkness.

She slept for more than ten hours at a time. When she opened her eyes the next morning, she saw her best friend Tang Shuge sitting in front of her bed with a large bag of potato chips in her arms, staring at her while eating.

Tang Shuge is small, with a baby head, and looks like a small hamster collecting food.

Yang Xiao threw the pillow on the bedside.

"Tang Shuge! Are you going to scare people to death? Why are you running into my house in the morning and looking at me?"

Tang Shuge was so excited that his eyes glowed: "I'm waiting for you to tell me about seeing my parents yesterday!"

"..." Yang Xiao was full of question marks, "Is my memory amnesia, or you amnesia, didn't I tell you on the phone yesterday?"

"I have to do it twice for watching TV series, and of course I have to do it twice for listening to gossip!" Tang Shuge said plausibly. Look at it with a microscope!"

What can Yang Xiaoneng do? The best friend he recognizes must bite the bullet and share gossip.

As a result, Yang Xiao poured out all the bits and pieces that he had spent with Meng Yufan, and retelled all the small details that he did not care about yesterday.

Tang Shuge chuckled happily, gnawing potato chips with relish, as if he was watching a TV series.

"Finally," Yang Xiao finished the story, "I changed the group name to [Weather Forecast], and then I withdrew from the group."

"Hahahahahahahahaha!" Tang Shuge smiled and fell on the carpet, the potato chips in his arms were not hugged and spilled all over the floor. "Smile, you really belong to you!"

Regardless of cleaning up the dregs on the carpet, she took out a palm-sized notebook and a ballpoint pen from her pocket, and slumped on the ground to remember.

Yang Xiao looked at her "hard work" appearance, and asked helplessly: "Great writer, is there any inspiration again?"

"Yes, yes." Tang Shuge didn't lift his head, his pen moved quickly, "You are really my muse of inspiration, this is so interesting, I must write it down! For my "Female General and Kiss" ：①The Story of Cultivation of the Prairie Wolf King" Add new ideas!"

"..."

Tang Shuge became obsessed with novels and comics since high school, and when he was in college, he began to try serializing novels on the Internet. She can't keep up with her mind. She is still only a third-rate writer, but as a hobby, she can earn tens of thousands of dollars a year.

She has a good mentality, and sometimes the data in the novel is too bad, and she gets to the bottom of the earth, she tells herself: "It's okay, I still have a decent job, and I don't need to support myself by writing novels."

Sometimes when work is wronged, she tells herself: "It's okay, it's a big deal, I won't be angry with this bird, I can feed myself by writing novels!"

What Yang Xiao likes most is her optimistic character, as if all thorns and bumps can be overcome.

Yang Xiao said: "Seriously, I'm curious, you have written so many love novels, don't you want to have a love relationship by yourself?"

No matter what, Tang Shuge replied: "I'm in love right now! To fall in love with a dog man, it is better to fall in love with my idol!"

"...Does your idol know that you are in love with him?"

"He doesn't need to know." Tang Shuge akimbo, "He announces so much every day, he is so busy at work, and love affairs, I just do it alone!"

To be honest, if Tang Shuge decides to unilaterally hold a wedding with her idol after a while, Yang Xiao will not be surprised.

Yang Xiao got up to wash, took out two slices of bread and a box of ice yogurt from the refrigerator, and quickly ate them clean.

Then she took a deep breath, sat straight at the table, took out her phone, and firmly turned off the "airplane mode" switch.

The phone was silent for three seconds—then it was immediately filled with frantic influx of news.

Hundreds of messages popped up one by one, and before she could see them clearly, they were quickly swept away by new news. The lock screen of the Apple mobile phone is like a dam washed down by heavy rain, and it cannot stop the flow of crazy information.

The phone dinged for several minutes, and the movement was so loud that it even woke up Tang Shuge, who was lying on the carpet writing notes.

She ran out barefoot and asked in shock: "Smile, what's wrong with your phone, did the hornet's nest get in?"

Yang Xiao shrugged: "What else? It must be Yu Huaibo who was released from the mental hospital."

Tang Shuge: "...so fast?"

Yang laughed and said, "I couldn't keep him for too long. After all, he was not mentally ill. I was lucky enough to be able to get the pit into the hospital yesterday. He stayed there for two days and had an examination. The doctor found that he was not sick. Can I just let him out?"

Yang Xiao sent him to a mental hospital, and called them to inform the leaders of the college, in order to disgust him.

It's a pity that this move was not lethal, and the **** was released after only being locked up for two days.

However, gossip spreads quickly among college teachers, and he must be unable to hide the fact that he was admitted to the mental hospital. This kind of thing can't be cleaned up, and every teacher who sees him in the future will give him pointers, and he will be stuck in the rank of associate professor for life, and promotion is hopeless.

Although Yang Xiao had dragged all of Yu Huaibo's contact information into the blacklist as early as the first time, Yu Huaibo was not a fool either, he could change the number and continue to harass.

Yang Xiao glanced at her SMS box—she had handled the "missed call SMS notification" service, so now her SMS box is densely packed with hundreds of SMS messages, each of which represents Yu Huaibo Called her once.

In addition, there are text messages sent directly by Yu Huaibo.

Yang Xiao didn't even look at it, and dragged it directly into the trash can.

"Oh, why did you just delete it?" Tang Shuge said regretfully with his notebook in his hand, "I want to see what he said in his text messages. —Is it confession of mistakes? Or anger into anger? My scumbag The male material library is already hungry and thirsty!"

"What does he say, what does it have to do with me?" Yang Xiao said calmly, "Do you step on **** on the road, and you have to look down and study what this dog ate in the morning?"

Tang Shuge gave an initiation, once again showing the expression of inspiration coming, the little book turned a page, and began to record Yang Xiao's quotations excitedly.

Yang Xiao installed a phone blocking software and set it to "Only people in the phone book can contact me", so that all unknown calls are blocked.

Then, she took another deep breath and clicked on the WeChat whose chat history showed "99+"—

Sure enough, her father pulled her back to the [Weather Forecast] group again. During the dozen or so hours that she was sleeping, Meng Yufan had been fighting her parents fiercely.

Yang Xiao flipped through the chat log, and dizzy just after reading a few pages.

Meng Yufan does have a lot of elders, and he is especially good at supporting him. I don't know where he came from so many middle-aged and elderly emoticons, no matter what Yang's father and mother said, he can pick it up.

Feng He Ri Li (Papa Yang): [Share an article—"History that 99% of Chinese people don’t know, pay tribute to the hero! 》】

After the rain, the sky is clear: It's so touching. Although I am young, I have always been interested in this period of history. If I hadn't become a basketball player, I always wanted to be a soldier!

After the rain, the weather has been fine: [Red Flag Salute].gif

Yang Xiao: "..."

Yun Dan Fengqing (Mother Yang): [Share the video-"Don't throw away the endless dumpling wrappers. If you do this, the kids next door are crying!" 》】

After the rain, the sky is clear: [Applause][Applause][Applause]

Yuguotianqing: The dumplings made by Auntie are so delicious, there will be no endless dumpling skins!

Yang Xiao: "..."

Yang Xiao thought, this little wolfdog's business level is too high.

Seeing the [Weather Forecast] group started a new round of flattering and being flattered, Yang Xiao only felt that his scalp was tingling and his teeth were sour.

She quickly passed Meng Yufan's friend application.

LOL: What happened during the ten hours when I was away?

LOL: Did my parents find that you are their long-lost biological son?

Yuguotianqing: Sister Xiaoxiao, do you have a long-lost brother?

LOL: No, I am an only child.

LOL: [smile]

Sunny after rain:...

After the two became friends, Meng Yufan sent four red envelopes to Yang Xiaoyi.

Yang Xiao asked him what he meant.

Meng Yufan said that this was the meeting red envelope given to him by Yang's father and Yang's mother. Although he accepted it in front of them, he must return it to Yang Xiao because of reason.

LOL: No, take it.

LOL: Just as your overtime pay.

Originally, she had only hired Meng Yufan for four hours. From the moment they left his house, they should have nothing to do with the money.

Unexpectedly, Yang’s father and Yang’s mother would add Meng Yufan’s WeChat. Seeing the three of them chatting so enthusiastically in the group, Yang Xiao felt that it was like a balloon that was getting bigger and bigger, looking beautiful and festive, but I don't know when there will be a bang.

Forget it... Let's take one step at a time.