Think carefully and fear: roommate

Chapter 17

have to. "

"Then you lie down for a while?"

"No, get up and code words! There are not many experiments in this period, so save more manuscripts."

"it is good."

Dongfang Ling sighed.

"I don't know what's going on. I've been losing acceptance recently, and there's been a lot of scolding in the book review section. What kind of poison did I write?"

He burst out laughing.

"what happened?"

"I read that article, you really don't know why you were scolded?"

"do not know."

"Stallion, that's a stallion. All women must belong to the male protagonist. If you let the most popular female partner marry someone else, or the fourth male, killing her is better than this result."

"Is she the most popular? She is the third female lead! I thought the hostess was the most popular." Dongfang Ling opened his eyes wide, with a confused expression on his face, "I spent so much ink on the female lead, it was in vain."

Hehe, he sneered in his heart, he knew very well that most readers of Dongfang Ling's favorite women might not be cold.

Why?Because Dongfang Ling was unusually obsessed with the fierce girl.

The reason for the obsession?his family.

Dongfang Ling's family situation, they know.There is no way, Dongfang Ling is really too big-hearted.

Because of his status as an orphan, people around him are afraid to mention family matters, because any mention of it is like showing off.Only Dongfang Ling would "show off" how much his parents loved him from time to time.Wu Ning hinted at Dongfang Ling many times, but this guy didn't notice it at all.We have known each other for almost six years, and this guy only recently found out that he is an orphan.

Dongfang Ling's adoptive mother is an extremely tough person.Fate is not very good, the first husband died early, the quality of the second husband is really good, Dongfang Ling, the adopted son who was "forced" into him by the church, gave him love to the greatest extent, but it is a pity that their personalities are real Inappropriate, after several years of cold war, she resolutely divorced.At that time, she was really advanced in thinking.After that, she lived with Dongfang Ling for four or five years, and then married for the third time, and now they are living happily.

I have to say that she is excellent, beautiful and powerful, but the saying that a tiger father has no sons is not so correct.The psychology and character of her adopted son are really screwed up in various senses.

Dongfang Ling has no real father since he was a child, and the direct result of his over-reliance on his adoptive mother is his instinctive worship of strong women.This cult started before he was adopted. The nun who raised him before the age of 7 was also a "ruthless" character according to his description.

To put it simply, Dongfang Ling has no concept of the term "soft girl".

Is there any need to discuss which type of girl is more popular with men?

To sum up, if Dongfang Ling's stallion writing can get readers' points, it's really a hell.

Not only did he not get the reader point, he also didn't get the outline point left by Cao Yucong.

If you can't say it, it may be difficult to convince everyone that the stallion essay written by Cao Yucong is quite popular, and there are quite a lot of discussions on post bars and forums.Some time ago, the most discussed question was whether the author was in love, because the text actually started to have a tendency to go on the route of pure love.

The male protagonist of the stallion story begins to be single-minded, what is it if he is not in love?

He has been paying attention to these forum posts. Originally, he wanted to suggest Dongfang Ling to build a reader group, or go to the forum, read the post bars, and understand the readers' opinions. Later, he thought, it would be better to keep this old antique as an antique.

It is better not to turn over some old accounts.

I have to say that his decision is very wise, because after the fairy-level suffocation operation of letting the female partner marry the male fourth appeared, the post bars and forums have exploded, and there are a lot of curses. .

For him, the physical and mental health of his little angel is much more important than the more than 1000 manuscript fees earned by writing articles.And he hopes from the bottom of his heart that Dongfang Ling will forge ahead on the road of innocence and devotion.

"Get up."

"Hug." Dongfang Ling stretched out his arms.

"Dongfang Ling, are you a fucking woman? Don't act like a baby!"

A basin of cold water was splashed directly on the face, Dongfang Ling's face was not to mention ugly, and he got up from the bed in a dejected manner.

It was past one o'clock in the afternoon when the two had dinner.

The chef's shot must be a high-quality product, but it is too slow!

It was okay at first, but as soon as 12 o'clock passed, Dongfang Ling was looking forward to the meal until he could see it through. However, the boss is the one who pays attention to the style, and he is determined not to move his chopsticks until the dishes are fried.

Dongfang Ling looked at Maltose, who was full of wine and food, and washed his face leisurely with his paws, and felt that people were not as good as meow many times.

Finally, the meal is ready!

"You can move your chopsticks, right?"

"Okay." He nodded.

"My God, it's not easy."

Just as Dongfang Ling's chopsticks had picked up a piece of rapeseed, the phone rang.

"Your phone number?" Dongfang Ling said.

"No."

Rapeseed fell.

"MD!" Dongfang Ling patted the chopsticks directly, "But at this time, this meal is not good."

His face also became serious.

The phone has not rang for a long time.

Dongfang Ling moved his shoulders, rubbed his face, stood up, and took out a mobile phone from a black backpack against the wall near the entrance of the living room.

Model: Nokia C102.

Dongfang Ling looked at the number, sneered, pressed it, then took the phone and sat back on the sofa, his legs shaking subconsciously.

He sat up and put his hand on Dongfang Ling's leg.

"It's okay, trust me."

Dongfang Ling stopped immediately, looked at him, and said with a smile: "I know, of course I know. I'm just a little excited."

"You pervert."

"It seems that you are not the same, hahaha."

"roll!"

He cursed, but reached out and touched Dongfang Ling's head, and Dongfang Ling's hair became even more messy.

"Don't mess around, you ruined my hairstyle."

"do you have?"

The two were bickering when the phone rang again, and Dongfang Ling answered it this time.

"This is the Criminal Police Brigade of XX City."

"Hahahahaha." After laughing a few times, Dongfang Ling suppressed a laugh and said, "Say it."

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Dongfang Ling?"

"You can now, you can find out the owner's name, it's really high-end."

"It's not a liar, we really belong to the Criminal Police Brigade."

"Hahaha, okay, okay, I believe it, I believe it, I believe it, okay?"

He was eating on his own, just as he picked up a piece of cabbage, Dongfang Ling stretched out his head, opened his mouth, snatched the piece of cabbage, chewed it twice, and swallowed it directly.

"What did you say? Feng Yucai?" Dongfang Ling pretended to be surprised, "I do know him, a senior who is a year older than me. What's wrong with him?"

"What is your relationship with him?" The tone on the other end of the phone was still calm.

After being silent for a while, Dongfang Ling's tone became cold.

"Don't you know what relationship I have with him? It's just that kind of relationship, what's the matter? Gossip also depends on the timeliness. It's been more than a year, so what's the point of doing nothing at this time?"

"Can I trouble you to come to the city criminal police brigade to make a record?"

"Cut! It's really interesting, don't go. If you have the guts, you come. Room 302, third floor, unit [-], XX community, I'm waiting for you to come."

After speaking, he hung up the phone and turned off the phone directly.

"Do you think they will come?"

"Probably so."

"So sure?"

"Because our people's police are very dedicated." He pointed to some green vegetables on the table with his chopsticks, "Let's eat, the vegetables are getting cold."

Dongfang Ling also picked up the bowl and took a few mouthfuls of rice.

"You're such a foodie." He looked at Dongfang Ling with disgust, "No one is robbing you, eat slowly. Are you starving to death?"

"Your words have the taste of feudal remnants."

"I can't say enough about you. Anyway, you're a bit of a picky eater, okay?"

"Okay." Dongfang Ling dragged out a long voice, "I'm really hungry." After two more bites, Dongfang Ling stopped suddenly.

"Brother, I have always had a question. How did you keep him from floating for a year? This is not in line with scientific laws."

"This matter." He put down the bowl and chopsticks and said with a smile, "It's very simple, just tied some heavy objects to his body."

"Don't play tricks, just say it."

"It's very simple. I took your mobile phone, you know."

"I know, isn't it the one you use now? By the way, you took me to reissue the phone card."

"I sent him a breakup text message in your name, and then asked him to have a chat by the lake at night. I sneaked up on him from behind, knocked him down, tied him up, and hung three manhole covers on him. He will definitely not come up. , normal drowning."

"You're a fucking genius."

"Did you just find out?"

"What rope did you use? Climbing rope?"

"I didn't dare. I made a list of all the types of strong threads I could think of, and twisted a hemp rope based on this list." He sighed, "I disassembled ten badminton rackets that cost more than 300, and the number is equal to one. I got a provincial government scholarship, it hurts."

"Buying 10 tennis rackets at once is suspicious."

"I bought them at different times, and most of them were not ordered online."

"Oh." Dongfang Ling nodded, "You must have been working on this preparation for a long time."

"More than two years."

Dongfang Ling was stunned.He patted Dongfang Ling's head lightly.

"This hemp rope was originally prepared for you."

Dongfang Ling had goosebumps all over his body.

"Dongfang, eat, the food is cold."

The author has something to say:

The next chapter is Gong's self-report, which is about the university line of the two of them.

Arranging his self-report here, the rhythm will be chaotic, but 3, 11, and 13 are special to me.

Arranging his autobiography in Chapter 13 is out of my own selfishness.

Please understand.

13. Inconsistent explanation

It's 02:30pm and I'm sitting on the couch,