Feng Mang

Returning from the set late at night, Yu Ming was already sleepy, and Han Dong was still in and out, messing around.

"What are you doing?" Yu Ming asked.

Han Dong hung a copper wind chime outside the window and wrote a "鸾" with a red pen on it.

In the window was placed a pink perfume flower, and the petals wrote the names of himself and Wang Zhongding.

Then he wrote another yellow paper rune, pressed under the powder crystal gravel pillow.

Finally, drink a cup of pink rose tea, and after savouring its fragrance, spit out three words: "Zhao-Peach-Flower.

"Yu Ming also returned his three words:" Neuropathy.

"Do you believe me or not, Wang Zhongding will come here for a while?" "Han Dong is very confident.

Yu Ming sniffed, "How many days have you mumbled? He didn't come.

"I just talked about it a few days ago. Is it good to take action today?" "Yu Ming was too lazy to ignore him and climbed to bed himself to sleep.

The door of Han Dong's room was not closed. He could hear Yu Ming when he spoke.

"Minger, do you have anyone?" Yu Ming said after a long silence, "No.

"Did you not have it or not?" Han Dong asked again.

"never.

"I wipe, what's the point of someone like you living?" You want me to die long ago.

"Yu Ming rolled his eyes.

Han Dong's voice came from next door again, "Did you roll your eyes?" Yu Ming was startled, how did he know? "Don't you think how I know?" Han Dong started to shout again.

Yu Ming did not open his mouth to admit it.

"I tell you, your ears are good, and my ears are better than yours.

As long as you are within ten meters of me, I can hear the words in your heart.

My buddy who lived diagonally to the door before, as long as he thought about it, I knew it.

"Blow on you.

"Yu Ming hummed.

Han Dong said, "I didn't lie to you, but unfortunately he went too far. I don't know what he did.

"Yu Ming didn't speak.

"Minger, don't learn him.

"Yu Ming lost sleep.

Han Dong did a good job. He caused a terrible scourge, and he groaned.

I don't know how long, Yu Ming really heard the door ring.

Wang Zhongding walked silently into Han Dong's room.

Han Dong had fallen asleep. The temperature of more than ten degrees did not cover the quilt, so he drank himself on the bed to dry.

Moreover, the big buttocks were right in the direction of the door, the arc was quite fierce, and there was a kind of under-pumping sense of humility.

Wang Zhongding resisted the urge to kick, and shook off the quilt and threw it on Han Dong.

The computer is still on, and what Han Dong is feeling today is displayed on the screen.

"Gentlemen do not fight, groups do not party.

"" The will is as strong as iron, and the measure is like the sea.

"" Loss is to take advantage. Believe it or not, I believe it anyway. "

Although Wang Zhongding saw the contrived and pleasing ingredients in it, there were still a few smiles in his eyes.

As a result, I didn't know where I encountered it, and the account suddenly exited automatically.

When Wang Zhongding logged in, he logged in to the female microblog automatically saved by the computer.

"This year, the handsome guys have taken care of the handsome guys. Why should I wait for the remaining female love?" Wang Zhongding: "..." Han Dong felt in the dream that Wang Zhongding stepped towards his bed step by step, with distress, pity and fullness in his eyes. Tenderness.

Then he lifted his quilt, and Han Dong couldn't help but raise his mouth, but ... With a slap in the flames, the burned Han Dong quickly hid his buttocks back.

Before Yu Ming got up the next day, he heard the howling from Han Dong next door.

"My flowers, ah, ah, ah ..." Yu Ming went to Han Dong's room and found that a pot of flowers blooming last night was still blooming, and today there are branches left.

Wang Zhongding wiped down every petal with his own name, so ... he was bald.

"And my wind chimes also made him pick me up. I did n’t know where I went, and my pillow was gone. Even my 'king of kings' made him confiscated. "..." Ming-Yu Yu smiled. "It's okay, don't you just buy this thing!" "It's not a matter of money, it's his shameful behavior.

"Yu Ming felt nothing," you scribbled people's names everywhere, and of course they were taken away when they were unhappy.

"I'm not saying he is shameful in taking my things. I mean he has taken away all the items written with his name. Why not take off my pants? I also wrote his name on my underwear! "Yu Ming:" ... "As soon as Erlei took a break for the past two days, he asked someone to look at the photos. Many people found it difficult to understand.

Later, a professor who studied ancient literature took a look and felt like a symbol of numerology, but it was not the same.

It seemed that there was a set of its own rules in it, which he couldn't guess for a while.

"I think you can find the person who draws it or someone in his circle to see it.

The hint of the professor's suggestion is already obvious, that is to let Erlei go directly to find a fortune teller.

Although Erlei is not superstitious, it is not purely materialistic, and he still retains some things.

For example, Han Dong's crooked and evil ways, and the materials that pop out from time to time, are indeed unpredictable.

So after thinking about it, Erlei decided to try it.

After a few days of inquiries, Erlei coordinated the North Third Ring Road XX, there was a blind man, and his reputation was not bad.

Considering that the blind man couldn't see anything, Erlei asked someone to re-create an identical touch map.

Because he didn't want Wang Zhongding to know, Erlei had an excuse to ask for a day off and went there by taxi.

"Where?" Yu Ming asked.

Han Dong said: "There is a graveyard not far from here.

"Yu Minggan trembled," ... at twelve o'clock.

"Then we must hurry up and try to get there before twelve.

"Yu Ming:" ... "At twelve o'clock in the night, the burial ground with five fingers out of reach, Han Dong and Yu Ming sat smoking between the heads of the two graves.

A swept upwind, Yu Ming could not help but snorted.

"Did you feel a little scared?" Han Dong asked.

Yu Ming felt it but it was not so strong. "It's okay, it's not terrible.

"After hearing this, Han Dong said in a rude tone." Then let's copy the tombstone.

"Yu Ming chuckled in his heart.

"No need to copy the inscription, just copy the name.

I copied from east to west, and you rushed from west to east, and we met in the middle, and the less copied will stay overnight.

Yu Ming swallowed, "Are you sure? Han Dong said nothing, threw away his cigarette **** and ran straight to the east.

When the two were together, they didn't feel anything. When Yu Ming faced the grave alone, the fear really spread from the bottom of his heart.

"Zhang Hua, Liu Yunzheng, Ma Zhimin, Zhang Yourong ..." Yu Ming's hands became more and more fragile, and the pace of movement was getting faster and faster.

Finally at the middle position, Yu Ming glanced at the tombstone and mumbled, "Han ... Dong ... Han Dong?" Yu Ming suddenly excited, and conditionedly reflected the glare of the flashlight towards the deceased's photo.

Han Dong's crooked classic smile appeared in Yu Ming's vision.

Yu Ming threw his flashlight at that time, panicing and shouting, "Han Dong? Han Dong? Are you still ..." Only two crows responded to him.

It wasn't until Yu Ming ran away that Han Dong drilled out from behind a cypress tree not far away, tearing off a photo of himself and humming, "Is it easy for me to find a duplicate name? I don't believe you can't pass this shot Then bowed to the deceased three: "It's offensive to take a picture with you without your consent ..." The next day, the same scene, Director Lu excitedly looked at the monitor.

"Okay, okay, great, that's how it feels ..." "Ka!"

Director Lu talked with Yu Ming again and immediately changed his tone of mouth. "I'll just say that after shooting so many big movies, it's impossible to cope with even such a small shot.

"Han Dong Yiyi, blockbuster? Who made the blockbuster? Turn around and look at Yu Ming:" Have you made a blockbuster? " Yu Ming left without mentioning anything.

"Hey, ask you something.

Han Dong put his hand on Yu Ming's shoulder.

I saw Yu Ming stunned, kicked and kicked on Han Dong's forehead, and did not go back.