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Although he doesn't like noisy environments, he lives in groups after all, and it's fun to relax alone.

"Wow! This man is so handsome! Which star is he?"

"He is so handsome, if he is a star, how can we not know, so he must not be a star yet."

"How about we take a photo with him? When he becomes famous in the future, this photo will be worth a lot of money."

"It seems to me that your property of being a money fan is greater than that of a nymphomaniac!"

"I'm not stupid. No matter how handsome a star is, I can only look at it, and I can still eat it!"

Along the way, Han Changsheng received countless attentions, including admiration, contempt, and envy.

Suffering from 20 years of mental illness, he didn't give a damn about any of this.

Even those little fans who wanted to take pictures with him, he just smiled and declined directly.

He's just a guy with soft rice but hard food, and he's not a big star, so it's better not to put gold on his face.

After being bustling for a while, Han Changsheng wanted to enter the quiet atmosphere again.

Dodge the crowd and enter a small garden, and walk back along the path in the forest.

As he was walking, he paused, and looked to the right side curiously.

There are hundreds of big black ants there, and in the middle of the big ants is a big caterpillar ten centimeters long.

Ants and big caterpillars are very common creatures, so naturally there is nothing to look at.

But if ants and caterpillars are engaged in a life-and-death race war, this is something to watch.

Many ants gathered in a group, biting the caterpillar with their sharp upper jaws.

The big caterpillar kept rolling and curling, trying to kill the ants on its body.

However, the ants have a strong ability to resist pressure, and the number is large enough, and the movements are flexible enough. Except for a few unlucky ones who are missing arms and legs, most of them have always been fierce in combat.

stomping on...

The sound of brisk footsteps came, Han Changsheng glanced at it lightly, and continued to watch the battle.

The person who came was not tall and was quite thin. He didn't seem to have much combat effectiveness, so there was nothing to be wary of.

The visitor glanced at Han Changsheng who was squatting, and then at the two sides fighting on the ground, and they just squatted beside them so boredly to watch the race war together.

The battle lasted for thirty minutes, and the big caterpillar was eventually bitten to death by the united little ants, and became a trophy carried by them on their shoulders.

Seeing the ants carrying the caterpillar into the woods, Han Changsheng got up and stretched.

Just when I was about to leave, the person next to me said "Ouch" and almost fell to the ground.

"Little brother, do me a favor, my leg is numb."

Han Changsheng stretched out his hand and pulled the man up, and he didn't let go until he stabilized himself.

"Hello, little brother, my name is Huang Bo, I'm a young actor, thank you very much." Huang Bo stretched out his hand first, with a grateful smile on his face.

"Han Changsheng, a soft rice boy." Han Changsheng stretched out his hand kindly, and smiled back.

What about Huang Bo? He knew that he was an actor with a high dual quotient.

Huang Bo looked at Han Changsheng a few times, and gave a thumbs up, "Little brother, your body is really good, and your legs don't feel numb after squatting for half an hour."

"Fortunately."

"They say you are a senior mental patient, why don't you look like me?"

"The reason why I am called a senior mental patient is because I can't tell it normally, but I didn't expect you to be my patient. It's really a pleasure to meet you, and I am happy with you."

Huang Bo smiled dryly, feeling that there was no way to reply.

The reason why he squatted here for half an hour was purely boring, and there was nothing mentally ill at all.

Pointing to the path ahead, "Let's go together?"

"can."

"Where does little brother live?"

"There is an inn."

"Coincidentally, I live in another inn next door."

Han Changsheng curled his lips, "Is it a coincidence not to live in the same inn?"

Huang Bo smiled bitterly: "Little brother, don't you know that you will lose friends if you talk like this?"

Han Changsheng shrugged, "I know, but I can't change it."

"Having a temper, I like it, I'm committed to you as a friend."

"You like my temper?"

Huang Bo shook his head, laughed and said, "No, I just like the fact that you don't have any friends."

"...I hope I won't make you talk to new friends." Han Changsheng glanced at Huang Bo, who was holding back his laughter, and laughed dumbfounded.

It seems that not only his own mouth is cheap, but this one doesn't give in too much.

Huang Bo waved his hand grandly, "That can't be done. The biggest characteristic of me is my broad-mindedness."

Han Changsheng shook his head, raised his bar and said, "Your biggest feature should be that you are not handsome!"

"Wrong! My biggest feature is that I'm not so handsome."

Han Changsheng bent his mouth, showing a handsome smile that Huang Bo envied and hated, "Coincidentally, the biggest characteristic of me is that I am too handsome."

"Brother Han, I've never seen anyone more narcissistic than you in my life."

Han Changsheng shook his head and said solemnly, "That means they are not as handsome as me."

Huang Bo covered his heart with a very sad and mournful face, "I don't think we should talk about being handsome anymore, because every time you say the word 'handsome', my heart will be stabbed , If I continue, I will bleed into a river and become a mummified corpse."

Suddenly, Han Changsheng said with a serious expression: "Brother Bo, for the sake of your safety, I think we should continue the discussion, so that you may become more handsome."

Huang Bo cupped his hands, "Farewell!"

"No delivery!"

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Chapter 22 Illiterate!

Chatting and farting all the way, Han Changsheng and Huang Bo's friendship may not be regarded as advancing by leaps and bounds, but at least they can be regarded as new friends.

The impression of each other has changed a little.

In Han Changsheng's eyes, although Huang Bo is still not handsome, he has a kind personality. He doesn't have the airs of a big star, and he likes to blackmail himself.

In Huang Bo's eyes, Han Changsheng didn't match the legendary violent psychopath at all.

Although this person's narcissism is unexpectedly strong, his gentle temperament can be seen at a glance.

The smile is calm and casual, as if he doesn't care about everything.

Among the people he saw, those with his mentality were basically fifty years old or above.

Moreover, those people were also competitive when they were young, and they would not change like this until they had a successful career and entered the year of knowing their destiny.

There is no one in his [-]s or [-]s who has such a heart.

This made him even more curious about this young man who had just turned twenty.

Back in front of their respective inns, the two bowed their hands to each other, and they turned around to their inns without saying goodbye.

The way they look at each other and smile, has the feeling that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.

There is a large balcony on the fourth floor of an inn. Yang Mi and Di Lieba, who were watching that scene, looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

My cheap master knows Huang Bo?

Why don't they know?

Di Lieba said mysteriously: "Sister Mimi, do you need to ask the master how they met?"

Yang Mi shook her head, "We have already decided to divorce him, why are you asking this? Besides, this is his personal privacy, he doesn't want to say that you have a way to make him talk?"

"...Okay, then don't ask." Di Lieba pouted and took back what she wanted to say.

Of course she has a way to deal with her master, just act like a baby and make him unbearable.

But thinking of her master's evil smile before, she was still a little afraid, for fear that acting coquettishly would put herself in it.

Yang Mi said: "The most important thing now is to find a way to let the master cook. If he doesn't cook, we will be hungry."

Di Lieba said: "But he can do it at home, so can he do it here?"

"It depends on our little tricks." Yang Mi blinked and smiled slyly, and ran over the moment Han Changsheng appeared at the door.

Holding the other's left arm, pouted and said coquettishly: "Master~~ I'm hungry~~."

Han Changsheng picked out his ears, dug out the vibrato and played it off, and said calmly, "When you're hungry, go downstairs to eat. When I came up, there were already people eating in the restaurant downstairs."

Di Lieba ran over, hugged the other right arm coquettishly, "But the food is not delicious, we can't eat it."

"It's your business if you can't eat it, what does it have to do with me?"

"But we are your wife, my wife is hungry, don't you feel guilty as a master?"

Di Lieba pursed her mouth and blinked her big eyes, her small expression was a little aggrieved.

The cheap price has been taken up, and it can't be exchanged for a delicious meal, which is too deceitful.

Han Changsheng lowered his eyes and glanced lightly, and the corner of his mouth raised a playful arc, "I have ready-made delicacies, do you want to eat?"

Di Lieba's eyes lit up, "What food?"

"This delicacy contains water, fructose, protein, fat, various enzymes and inorganic salts, and is also rich in trace elements such as zinc, magnesium, and calcium. It tastes delicious and sweet."

The two girls looked at each other in bewilderment, a little confused.

What food can have so many nutrients, why haven't they heard of it?

Just wondering, Yang Mi noticed the evil smile on the corner of Han Changsheng's mouth, and immediately remembered what he said earlier.

"Han Changsheng! You are enough!"