Brainoid

Instant noodles are still worth looking forward to. Qi Min pulled the instant noodle box that Anton placed on the table, opened it, and couldn't help complaining: "Oh, why did you mix my noodles?"

"You have to mix the marinade when you add it. Can't you help me mix it?" Anton was a little surprised.

"I just don't want to stir it - I just forgot to say a word, and it's already a done deal." Qi Min shook his head with emotion, and had no choice but to put his fork in and stir. When eating noodles at home, I always add marinade to the noodles in my own bowl. I didn’t expect Anton to be so “diligent” this time.

"The instant noodles you add are marinated to reduce the juice, which is much saltier than what you eat at home." Anton said, "Try eating it without mixing it, it won't kill you."

"I won't die. I'm happy, but do you care?" Qi Min rolled his eyes at him a little unhappily, "I owe you."

The two girls sitting across from each other found it incredible to see them "quarreling" over a box of instant noodles, but Anton knew that if Qi Min opened his losses directly, he would say it was just a joke.

But speaking of it, Qi Min rarely gets really angry, but when she really wants to get angry, it's usually very deadly. Usually, people's external behaviors from a little angry to full of rage always follow a gradual process. Therefore, others can detect the signs of anger in the early stage and choose to take a step back to resolve the conflict. But guys like Qi Min don't have obvious performance in such a large range from "a little provoked" to "on the verge of breaking through the bottom line". However, once they reach the level of "breaking through the bottom line", they will suddenly explode, basically It's impossible to hold it back.

It was okay when she was just a loser. Loser's illness would affect at most three or two people. However, now that she is the CTO of a brain-like company, if she is constantly touched by certain behaviors of professional managers or government officials, then the brain-like company will not be able to live in peace. Fortunately, Anton has extraordinary empathy ability to detect and eliminate Qi Min's negative emotions at any time, and his existence can also remind Qi Min that there is no point in fighting against the spiritual BOURGEOISIE. At worst, no one should do it. , she went home and managed to survive.

Of course, Qi Min was not very aware of the emotional value provided by Anton when eating instant noodles, because the other values ​​he provided were simply too obvious - such as the box of instant noodles itself.

It is said that it is instant noodles, but it is not. In this box, only the noodles are from the original instant noodles box. The rest, whether it's the soup or the dishes inside, are all semi-finished products made by Anton at home and then finished here. There was even a soft-boiled egg in the noodle soup. It was a sterile egg that was beaten directly into the hot water. Although Anton stirred it a little with his hands, the shape was still beautiful.

But Qi Min took a bite of the soft-boiled egg and still wanted to complain: "Tell your mother on WeChat that next time you buy eggs, pick a bigger one. We won't be short of the money."

Because Ms. Zhu Shaoqiong couldn't stand how Qi Min sometimes stayed away from the bed all day long (actually because he was too lazy to get up in the morning so he directly plugged into the brain-like body), and always used Anton as a positive example to hurt her. Qi Min would also deliberately say "your mother" when joking with Anton.

Anton was used to her being so "bitter" on him every day, so he just objected procedurally: "What does 'your mother' mean? How do you talk about it?"

"Isn't it your mother?" Qi Min asked.

In response to this, Anton just raised his hand and poked her on the head, an action that was truly copied by Ms. Zhu Shaoqiong.

Qi Min cooperated very well and was "poke" by him and fell to the side. Just as he was about to "fight back", he heard the ringing of mobile phones around him. Qi Min rummaged through the right pocket of her coat. If it wasn't her cell phone, it was Anton's cell phone in the left pocket.

She took it out and found that it was Ms. Zhu Shaoqiong who coincidentally called, so she picked up and asked, "Hello, Mom?"

"Lele?" Ms. Zhu Shaoqiong was not surprised that Qi Min answered her call to Anton. In fact, Anton was still using Qi Min's old mobile phone number. "I just want to ask, where are the car keys?" ?”

"On the coffee table in the living room, right?" Qi Min tried to deduce.

"There's nothing on the coffee table," said Ms. Zhu Shaoqiong.

"Is there any on the shoe cabinet at the door?" Qi Min gave another reasonable option.

"I didn't even look at it." Ms. Zhu Shaoqiong objected again.

In the past, Qi Min would have just said, "I didn't take it with me, so you can look for it." But he was too embarrassed to blame his mother in front of others, so he could only say, "Why is it not there? I put it there last time." ."

This means that she sincerely recalled it but still didn't know where it was, and there was really nothing she could do. Ms. Zhu Shaoqiong did not accept her trick and said directly: "How many days ago was the last time you drove? You talk about trains with me. Give Anton the phone number."

Qi Min did not give the phone to Anton, but said to him directly: "Your mother asked you where you put your car keys."

"It's hung on a coat rack," Anton said. "I specially chose this conspicuous place to hang it, but I didn't expect that I couldn't find it."

Qi Min said to Ms. Zhu Shaoqiong on the other end of the phone: "It's on the coat rack - Anton hung it."

Unexpectedly, Ms. Zhu Shaoqiong also heard her call "your mother" and complained to her on the phone: "What do you mean by 'your mother'? You little bastard, you can't find the car keys, so you become someone else's mother?"

"Oh my god, how could you mean this?" Qi Min quickly explained, "I was joking with your son."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Min complained about her own mother: "The older you get, the more glassy you become."

Anton heard that her words were not human, so he said helplessly: "It's just a matter of one sentence, but you have to ask around first."

"Aren't I just chatting?" Qi Min shrugged, "We've been out for so long, and your mother doesn't even care."

"It's been less than three hours since we left home." Anton reminded her.

"Oops, it's been almost three hours? I haven't been out for such a long time." Qi Min immediately joked, "No, I want Home SICK, please stop the car and help me back..."

But Anton took the instant noodles up from the small table: "Then you don't want to eat instant noodles?"

Qi Min quickly stopped acting: "Hey, don't bother me. Joking is entertainment and a spiritual need, and we have to eat enough on a material level first, right?"

As she spoke, she picked up the instant noodles and took a sip of the concentrated soup. Then she forked a piece of shrimp and handed it to Anton: "Here, I'll give you some shrimp."

Even though he braised the shrimps himself and peeled them apart one by one, Anton still couldn't help laughing when he looked at her. Ms. Zhu Shaoqiong once said that Qi Min was very annoying when she was a child, but he thought she was quite cute at this time.

It’s New Year’s Eve… Happy New Year everyone! I refreshed a herbivorous save file again, choosing the opposite strategy to the previous one in each stage. I still feel that the big ship and big gun doctrine is (incorrectly) more satisfying...

Also: I just found out that the biography of Zhang Beihai has started to be updated! The seat is NB! (I always find that the Chinese people’s tendency to make a fortune in silence is indeed universal)

Another thing: After the coronavirus incident came out, people on Xhu started to discuss Plague Company again... I miss it so much. I used to play a game to destroy mankind for fun when I was unhappy (Plague Company + P Club players, January urgent list .jpg)

I really like "My Motherland". The lyrics of this song are indeed full of power, and it is not the Soviet-style iron will but the Chinese-style unity of things and myself. Teacher Guo Lanying is 90 years old and can still sing a few lines on stage. It is really It’s very rare... (BTW, I’m ashamed to say that my aesthetic level was not high before. After learning a little about vocal music, I realized that the female soprano is indeed good to listen to. No wonder there were castrati in Europe in the Middle Ages)