Click, the sound of taking pictures.
Qian Duoduo took out his mobile phone and took a photo of Li Jinzhong and Li Jincheng who were performing passionately. The flashing light of the mobile phone was particularly bright in the night. Wang Busui was still very curious about this strange thing called the mobile phone, and asked: "Little handsome boy, what are you doing?"
There are black lines all over his head. He is one or two years older than Wang Busheng, but he has no explanation for having more money. Well, he will always be eighteen years old, so he explained "take pictures".
"Isn't a mobile phone used for making calls? Isn't taking pictures a matter of the camera?" Wang Busheng asked in confusion.
Mobile phones are definitely rare things. Even Li Zheng Li Baoguo only has one mobile phone that can only make calls, and there is often no signal. When Wang Busei saw that Li Baoguo needed to make a call many times, he would go to the top of the mountain and sit on it. On the signal tower, at first Wang Busheng thought Li Baoguo was planning to travel through time, but later he realized that he was looking for a signal. I’ve never seen it taken pictures, and it hasn’t even appeared on TV.
"This is the latest mobile phone," Qian Duoduo said proudly, holding the mobile phone: "This mobile phone is the latest achievement developed by the Ming Empire on the basis of the third generation. The first generation mobile phone can only make calls and send messages. For text messages, you can listen to music with the second generation mobile phone, and you can surf the Internet with the third generation mobile phone. My mobile phone is the fourth generation. It not only has the functions of the first three generations, but also can make headlines, read news, and browse Weibo. Let’s chat about football and take photos.”
"Then take a picture for me," Wang Busheng said with a smile. He has never taken a picture at this age. I heard that the thing is like a soul-taker, which is amazing.
Qian Qianqiu glared at Wang Budie. There were all his own selfies on his phone. What was the point of pretending to be a man's photo? This did not confirm the fact that he was gay. I took photos of Li Jinzhong and Li Jincheng today just to prevent them. In the future, if someone is mean-mouthed and says something they don't want to hear, having this photo will also be a kind of protection.
"Insufficient memory, it can't be installed," Qian Daduo said.
When Wang Busei heard this, he was full of disappointment, "What a broken phone, it can't even hold a single photo."
"What, a broken mobile phone," Qian Duoduo was very excited. You must know that this mobile phone is a symbol of status, and then said: "Do you know that the mobile phone in my hand does not exceed a hundred in the entire Ming Empire, and even if you have money, can be purchased."
"So what's the matter? I still can't fit even a single photo," Wang Budie said disdainfully.
"Who said it? It can hold more than a thousand photos," Qian Duoduo continued to explain.
"More than a thousand photos, who do they all belong to?" Wang Busui was very surprised. Could it be that this boy looks good on the outside, but in fact he is a treacherous gangster at heart? All the photos he saved are of beautiful women, and they are all without clothes.
"Hehe, let me take a look too." Wang Busheng smiled, showing that everyone is of the same mind.
Upon hearing this, I am still happy to have more money. Women have vanity, and so do men. So Qian Duoduo took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album, and Wang Busheng stretched out his head.
Wang Bushi was stunned. He flipped through the photos one by one. It was not a beautiful woman, but a handsome young man doing different actions, scissoring hands, pouting, and winking. He turned to look at Qian Geng again. Wang Busi was very curious and asked: "Why are they all your photos?"
"Nonsense, my phone is not my photo. How can I store your photo?" Qian Duoduo found a photo. Even the unpleasant incident of being stabbed in the back was forgotten. He happily introduced: "Come on. Come, brother immortal, enjoy this one, this is my favorite one."
Wang Bushit turned around and saw a man wearing a white robe, a very new side-parted hairstyle, shiny, probably wearing hair oil or something, wearing sunglasses on his face, the frame was very large, covering the Half face, hands folded behind his back, head slightly raised at 45 degrees, well, it looks like a modern version of a young man throwing himself into the river with hatred.
I am very proud of having more money. In order to take this photo, I spent a lot of effort. I used several bottles of hair oil. In order to take the fairy look, I even used a blower. You must know that it was winter. More than 20 degrees below zero. For this reason, I stayed in the hospital for two days.
"How about it? Do you have the feeling that an immortal is transcending the mortal world?" Qian Daduo said with a smile.
"Uh, okay." Faced with the extremely narcissistic handsome guy, Wang Busheng could only nod silently.
"Brother, you are so handsome. There is no old man before or since. You are so miserable and you are causing great harm to the country and the people." Wang Busheng gave a thumbs up, two thumbs up.
The lighting for taking photos stimulated Li Jinzhong and Li Jincheng even more, regarding these high-tech products. The two of them have heard of it. Although they are both dandies and come from official families, the two of them are only interested in beautiful women. They don't care much about mobile phones, cameras and computers. After all, they are high-tech products and they don't know a few words. , what's the use of that thing. Just seeing the two of them taking pictures of themselves, it became clear that they were planning to take advantage of themselves.
Li Jincheng said pitifully: "You two, see if you can delete the photo."
"Oh, I've deleted it," Qian Changdao said.
Um, okay, Li Jincheng was overthinking and had wild whims. Since someone took a photo of him, he wouldn't delete it. He could only pray. All these two boys want in the future is money.
Wang Busheng was almost done playing. He looked at Li Jinzhong and Li Jincheng and asked, "Little handsome boy, I'm done playing, do you still want to play?"
Well, Wang Busheng's words were very ambiguous. He had more money and thought about the story about Hua Can later. He didn't have the habit of cutting off his sleeves, so he shook his head: "I won't play anymore, I'm tired." After saying that, he replied. Reached to rest in his tent.
Looking at the Li cousins hugging each other, Wang couldn't do anything to them unless he died. Murder was against the law, so he just needed to be taught a lesson.
So he said: "Get out of here now."
The two of them were shocked. They just let themselves go. Shouldn't there be all kinds of torture, lighting candles, whipping, tying them with ropes, acupuncture, etc. It was all shown on TV.
Seeing that there was no movement from the two of them, Wang Bushit asked, "Are you still reluctant to leave? Well, let's continue."
"No, no, we'll leave right away, leave right now." The two of them waved their hands hurriedly, stood up, and even left their luggage. Just like that, they disappeared into the night like escaped criminals. A chorus of birds chirped.
Wang Bushit returned to his den again and was busy for most of the night. He had worked really hard to earn the one hundred taels. He closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep. In the dream, he dreamed of many people, including the old and immortal, Li Xiaoguo and Li Erzhuang, who also liked to have sex, and a few people he just met today, including of course his first love, Zhang Jingjun.
In his sleep, Wang Bushi felt someone calling him. The intuition of a martial arts master told him that this was not a dream, but that someone really called him. Listening carefully, it turned out to be the sound of more money. Opening his eyes, Wang Busheng jumped down from the tree. It turned out that it was already raining. The weather in the mountains is like this. It changes all the time. The sun is shining one moment, and there may be dark clouds the next. It was densely covered and the downpour came in an instant.
Wang Busheng looked around and saw that the water in the small river in front of the tent area had risen and the tents in the low-lying areas had been submerged. Fortunately, the two tents belonged to Li's cousins and there was no one inside.
And Qian Duoduo is holding his sister and running this way. Um, no, he is moving this way step by step with difficulty. Well, little handsome guy, he can't tie a chicken with his hands. Qian Duoduo is heavier than a chicken after all. Some.
Wang Bushi ran over and asked, "What's wrong?"
"No, no, Wang is not dead. He's gone. He's gone." Qian Duoduo was out of breath. He hugged her very hard. He took a few deep breaths and then said, "Hurry up and hide in your tree." rain".
Wang Bushit's head was full of black lines again, "Brother, if you are in trouble, you are on fire, okay?"
"Aren't they all the same?" Qian was puzzled.
Well, you win, Wang Busheng can't explain it.
After thinking about it, there is no good place to hide from the rain now. Fortunately, my nest can also shelter from the wind and rain. It is high above the ground, so I am not afraid of flooding. My own nest is relatively safe, it is very high from the ground, and I am not afraid of rain.
So I looked at Zhang Jinghui's tent, and fortunately it was still some distance away from the river. So I took the little Loli from Qian Duo's hand and said, "Hurry up and get your luggage." Then he carried a lot of money and climbed up the tree.
Put the money away. If you have more money, you have collected everyone's luggage. Wang Busheng took it to the den one by one. It was raining heavily. I didn't know when it would stop. It would be better to be more prepared. Wang Busui jumped down again and ran to Li Jinzhong and Li Jincheng's tent area. The river water had already reached his knees. Fortunately, the tent was set firmly and was not washed away. Wang Busui walked in and took out the two people's luggage. , and a lot of dry food and water.
Wang Bushi ran back to the tree again, and saw more money still standing under the tree. Wang Bushi asked curiously: "Why don't you climb up?"
Qian Duoduo said sheepishly: "I don't know how to climb trees."
Wang Bu Die was stunned. Tree climbing was an essential skill for rural children. Well, he was from the city. Wang Bu Die had no choice but to push up the tree with more money.
Thinking again about being stabbed later, Qian Duoduo hurriedly said: "Hey, don't, don't push your butt."
"What nonsense".
I struggled to put more money on my lap and climbed up the tree again and again to put my luggage in.
Wang Busui turned around and saw that the river had risen very quickly. In just a short moment, the river had reached Zhang Jinghui's tent.
Wang Bu Shou ran over in a hurry, but Zhang Jinghui was already submerged in the water. Because of the pillow, Zhang Jinghui's head was still outside, otherwise she would be likely to suffocate or even die. Wang Busi hurriedly picked up Zhang Jinghui, picked up her luggage, ran back to the tree, and then the two of them climbed up the tree.
The small house was originally a one-bedroom apartment, but now that four people have come in and there are so many luggages, it naturally seems crowded. No way, Qian Duo can only hold his sister, Wang Bushui holds Zhang Jinghui, Qian Duo also wants to hug the beautiful Zhang Jinghui. Everyone likes beauties, but the thought of his sister being underage, being raped by a strange man It wasn't appropriate to hold her, so I had to give up.
When Qian Duoduo talked about getting up early, Wang Bushi learned that it turned out that Qianduo had just laid down not long ago because he was worried that Li's cousins would come back, so he didn't dare to sleep. As a result, it started to rain not long after, and soon it started to rain. She reached her tent. In an instinctive reaction, Qian Duoduo picked up her sister and called Wang Busui for help. Fortunately, I built a hut in the tree, otherwise we would really have no way to take shelter from the rain.
After looking at Qian Duoduo and Zhang Jingjun who were still in a coma, it turned out that just as Li Jincheng said, both of them had been drugged into coma, and Zhang Jinghui was given special care and large doses. Wang Busheng regretted letting those two people go like this. Let's go, I really should ask carefully, where does that medicine live? If you have the opportunity, I'll meet you. For no reason, just learn knowledge and make some money.
Everyone was quite tired and soon fell asleep, with slight snoring coming from the room.
The rain outside started falling for a while, gently slapping the tent, branches, and the river. The cicadas and birds also stopped chirping, and only the frogs chirped more vigorously.
