Jie Yuchen and I were in the rock climbing hall. Recently, the cervical spine was not very good. It might be a shop inventory and a bookkeeping. When he came to Hangzhou, he pinched it for me. He was very skillful and said that he was terminally ill and should do rock climbing exercises. He might be able to save him for two hours a day.

He has a tall figure and is in a very good condition. I really envy him. I think I am a general public. Among ordinary people, even if they grow old, wear, cervical spine leans forward, and their hair will definitely have problems one day. But Jie Yuchen seems to be a little younger.

I still had a foundation for the first indoor rock climbing, but the route he climbed was at the top of the difficulty. I was soon gathered to watch. I was alone in the corner, climbing up and down more than thirty times, and finally relaxed a little.

When I got down to sit down and drink water, he was on the most difficult route, the anti-right-angle rock - the rock was a protruding place, hanging with one arm in the air, and began to answer the phone.

If I answer the phone like this, my hand should be hung on it. The person has already come down, and my arm artery should be bleeding. But he can still make a call with concentration. After making the phone, he let go, swing down along the protective rope, landed quickly, untied the safety buckle with one hand, and waved to me.

I threw the functional drink to him, he took a sip, pulled me out, and said, "It was a heavy rain that was about to be in traffic jam, so let us get to the place to eat early."

Every time a friend from Beijing goes to Hangzhou or we go to Beijing, we have to have a dinner party. Li Cu said this is a symbol of our old age. Whenever he says this, I feel very regretful that I didn’t tear up the vote back then.

Sure enough, it was raining raining when I got on the road. I bumped into the hotel room all the way. I sat down. Bai Haotian, Liu Sang and the others came. Li Cu, Su Wan, and Yang Hao were smoking downstairs, and Atuo also arrived. The fat man called to order KTV, and Wang Meng carried the young man and the black man on the way. The vest was still far away, so I asked me to give him a video and asked him to say hello to you.

A few of us sat on the sofa and chatted, and the fat man said, "The young man's fans are here, Wu Xie, your fans are here, and Huaer Ye's fans are here."

Ato lit a cigarette: "I'm not a fan of him."

"I didn't say it was you, you got the right one." The fat man said, "Look at you, why are you blushing? Who did you show your two big flower arms? You can't smoke here."

Ah Tou looked at the fat man and spit out a smoke ring: "My sister opened the store."

After hearing this, the fat man immediately lit a cigarette. Bai Haotian immediately said, "My third brother has poor lungs. Please pay attention to second-hand cigarettes. Look at the three young masters who have gone down to smoke, so you can't learn more from the younger generation. Mr. Xiao third brother, don't stay here when we go out. The young man comes and inserts your cigarettes into your nostrils."

The fat man hooked my shoulder and said, "Don't tell what your third master said is like being pregnant." He looked at me, "Did you secretly pump one yesterday?"

Yesterday I stayed up late to get the account book and pulled one. Bai Haotian looked at me angrily. I looked at her: "Let's get closer to your idol's works and farther from your idol's life."

At this time, Liu Sang suddenly said, "I discovered a strange phenomenon. Why does Hei Ye have no fans? If so, let's get a table of mahjong."

"Yes, Su Wan." I said. Liu Sang shook his head: "Su Wan is an apprentice. Fans are like us." He and Bai Haotian looked at each other, and Bai Haotian ignored him.

I touched my chin, and it was true that the black blind man had been alone and had never seen him have any followers.

But Hei Xiaozi didn't feel lonely, as if he was loneliness himself, and he was also content with himself.

"Yes." Xiaohua suddenly said, he picked Atu's cigarette, pinched it off, and then reached out to the fat man. The fat man had no choice but to give it to him. "He has fans and doesn't smoke, so I will tell you about his scandal."

The fat man asked, "Male fans?"

Xiaohua said: "Of course it's a female fan. Will he have male fans?"

The fat man nodded, took out the cigarette and put it on the coffee table at the same time, "Tell me."
Chapter completed!