Chapter 18

These days, many magazines or websites like to engage in such a thing, like getting together and making a fuss, very trendy.

It's not that Yuan Yuanyuan hasn't voted for her two-dimensional idol before, but the last time was a few years ago, and she is quite familiar with this process.

When she got on Mengman, she discovered that the announcement on the homepage that she had ignored for several days was actually Mengman's announcement about this competition.

Well... it's just the game, otherwise there's nothing else to say.

Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the contestants below, and they were placed on the bright side like commodities.

The results of the voting will be announced along with the website, and readers can check it online anytime, anywhere.

Yuan Yuanyuan uneasily typed the name of "Yaoji" in the search bar, and then took a look at the current "contestants" of "Yaoji"... She is really there.

And the name is also very strange, three dry words.

- "Men in Black".

The picture next to it is a screenshot of her first two issues, black clothes, red eye lines, it can be said to be the most handsome picture of her.

However, this name, compared with other people who have nicknames and even fan club names, she felt that she was a little too shivering.

Yuan Yuanyuan was a little sad, she turned off her phone, packed up and prepared to go out to see how the pub was doing.

In fact, this game is also a competition of rich bigwigs in disguise. After all, according to the website, a postcard is counted as one ticket. After conversion, such a ticket costs 30 yuan, like Yuan Yuanyuan. The kind and hard-working student party is definitely not willing to buy a few more copies to compete for any ranking.

So now Xiaoying is going around asking for postcards... Since the last time she gave Yuan Yuanyuan the ribs, her mother hasn't given her pocket money like she did before.

Yuan Yuanyuan walked to the front of the tavern and found that there were more bodyguards at the door than usual. She didn't know where these bodyguards came from, but she knew that if someone unfamiliar approached, they would distinguish who this person was. Still a monster.

However, Yuan Yuanyuan did not go in through the front door, but went around to the back and walked in along the back door.

When she opened the door, she happened to see a boy in a white shirt standing in the room. The boy looked only in his early twenties, about 1.8 meters tall. He was standing in the place where Yuanyuan was washing cups on weekdays. Brushing the cup with the original circle.

"Uh... hello, where is Sister Lizi?" Yuan Yuanyuan stepped forward and asked.

The boy's action of brushing the cup suddenly stopped.

...

The atmosphere at that time was as if the air suddenly froze, Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly stopped, and his eyes suddenly glanced around involuntarily.

"Yes, in front."

Just when Yuan Yuanyuan felt something was not right. But when she was still confused, she suddenly heard the boy in front of her speak.

He spoke in a low voice, murmured, his lips did not move much, and even Yuan Yuanyuan felt him shaking.

...To be honest, Yuan Yuanyuan was startled when the boy shook so much.

Inexplicably, she felt as if she had done something bad, scaring the boys.

The boy seems to be a very introverted person. He has been standing with Yuan Yuanyuan on his back, wearing a white shirt and washed jeans. Coincidentally, Yuan Yuanyuan is also wearing this dress now.

According to her own experience, the boy's pants have been worn for at least ten years... The shirt time is shorter, maybe five or six years.

A somewhat sad-sounding experience.

With such a rough scan, Yuan Yuanyuan could see clearly the boy's appearance.

Just far away, and the light was too dark, Yuan Yuanyuan hadn't seen the boy's hair yet, thinking it was the kind of very common Japanese-style half-length, not long, fresh air.

As a result, when she came closer, Yuan Yuanyuan was stunned again.

This boy's hair... It's very strange. Although it looks from a distance, there is probably a shape, but when you look closely, it's all broken, and almost no place is intact. It's like taking a scissors and cutting it casually...

No, can't describe it like that, it should be like someone else cut it with scissors.

This other person refers to the kind of gangster in the school who bullies students and deliberately cuts other students' hair with scissors. This boy has this kind of jagged hair cut from the top of his head to the tips.

Yuan Yuanyuan glanced at it and forced herself to look back.

I don't know why...she felt a little guilty after a long absence, and she always felt that it was not good to stare at people's hair like this...

Besides, seriously, if it wasn't for the quietness in this room, Yuan Yuanyuan wouldn't even be able to hear what he was saying...

"Uh... Your cups are very clean. Are you helping me these two days?" Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the rows of washed cups next to them. The drops of water dripped from the top, and the white cups It looks very transparent, and the black cup looks very heavy.

"Yes, yes." The boy's voice was really low, and he didn't even wash the cup, he was dragging the rag next to him.

"Then when will I come back to work? Did Sister Lizi say that?" Yuan Yuanyuan asked.

"Li, Sister Lizi is not here, she is in front, saying that I am here to work for a few days, there are not many people these days, you will come back when the pub reopens..." The boy's voice became smaller and smaller, Yuan Yuan The more Yuan heard, the more tangled his expression became.

She felt that compared to the boy's voice, even the sound of water droplets falling from the cup beside her was noisy.

"Oh, oh... Then I won't bother." She nodded quickly, looking at the boy who never looked back from beginning to end, unexpectedly saw his ears.

Under the dim candlelight, the boy's ears were translucent, and they were actually red, and he looked like a big girl.

... scumbag.

Yuan Yuanyuan slowly eased her steps, walked out slowly, closed the door slowly, and slowly slowed her breathing...

Oh my god.

Yuan Yuanyuan came out and saw the sun on the street, and exhaled a long breath in her heart.

It felt like was in the room, and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Who is that guy in the room, sister Lizi and her brother? These two brothers are not alike at all, why is this kid so timid, like a little girl, obviously so tall.

Yuan Yuanyuan looked back at the back door, and inexplicably sighed in her heart that the world is full of wonders.

She knew that she had not been fired from the pub, and that she could still go to work again. As for whether she would be deducted from her salary or something... As for the person in the room, Yuan Yuanyuan really didn't dare to say another word in front of him.

Yuan Yuanyuan strolled around the street, bought a handful of green onions, a few tomatoes, a pound of discounted eggs that were about to expire, and went home.

It was not long before she finished her scrambled eggs with tomatoes, when she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door outside, Yuan Yuanyuan put down her chopsticks, walked over to open the door, and then a figure came into the room from under her arm. , "What's so delicious, I want to try it..."

Yuan Yuanyuan heard that it was Xiaoying's voice. This little girl was very fast. Before Yuan Yuanyuan could shout, she saw Xiaoying pick up an egg with her chopsticks and stuff it into her mouth. Yuan Yuanyuan was frightened. shouted, "Wait! Eggs..."

Halfway through her words, she suddenly stopped.

Forget it... It shouldn't be bad, she's been fine after so many years.

Yuan Yuanyuan watched Xiaoying, the arrogant child, pick all the eggs from her plate, leaving a bunch of tomatoes.

After eating the eggs, Xiaoying wiped her mouth and turned over the big, deadly backpack behind her. After pulling it open, she took out a large stack of postcards...

"My mother..." Yuan Yuanyuan stared at the large pile of postcards that had been placed on the table, seeing that Xiaoying had not finished taking them out, she turned her hand and took out another pile.

Two large stacks of thick postcards were placed on Yuan Yuanyuan's small table, Yuan Yuanyuan asked in a dumbfounded way, "Xiaoying, what, are you going to rob the bookstore?"

"No." Xiaoying said, she took out two black gel pens and handed one to Yuan Yuanyuan.

"I basically got all the cards from our grade department." She said a little triumphantly, "A lot of people don't vote for magazines after buying magazines, so I asked if they could give me the cards, and I received a total of 127 cards. , there are too many, I can't finish it all by myself, please help me write a little, Miss Yuan Yuanyuan."

Yuan Yuanyuan took the pen, and she was still a little confused. She held the pen and looked at a card that Xiaoying pushed in front of her, "Just write it on this, the number is... 20931, the name It's a man in black, and the reason for the vote... all you need to say is that he looks handsome."

She looked at this card. There were several styles. There were beautiful illustrations on it, and they were made to look good. The top one was the candidate to vote, and the bottom one was the reason for voting.

"...Hey, hey, if you write the words "handsome", then you might as well not write it." Yuan Yuanyuan complained, she didn't feel ashamed to write that she was handsome, but she simply thought that she was handsome. There is really no need to write words, there is always an inexplicable irony...

"Well... Okay, then you can do it, Miss Yuanyuan." Xiaoying also took out a piece of paper and wrote, "Please, Miss Yuanyuan, I have a lot of homework today, so I have to hurry up when I finish it. to do homework."

Yuan Yuanyuan picked up the pen, looked at the card for a few seconds, and then began to write it down quietly. When she reached the line of reason, her pen tip paused, and then silently skipped it.

"Miss Yuanyuan, your writing is pretty good."

"Oh."

"I always thought, Miss Yuanyuan, that you write like a dog crawling."

"...Your sister, I'm a college student, okay, little brat."