Since I am Yu Huanshui

Chapter 620 Please start your show

Song Qingyuan's words, the movement stimulated the lying thief, unable to speak, but his eyes were fierce, struggling to stand up, and he seemed to be cursing, staring at him.

Song Qingyuan took a step back, "It's so fierce even after being caught."

"Stop struggling, why suffer from this."

Seeing this, Qian Wen just took off the lady's bag hanging from the thief's body, and lightly pressed the thief to make him lie down again.

It's better to lie down and settle down, or you will let the long legs run away.

On a hot day, he didn't want to chase and sweat.

The thief glared at him again.

Song Qingyuan, who took the bag, patted the dirt on it and saw that it was a bit dirty. He bent down and picked up the dagger that fell aside, looked it up and down, then waved it at the dishonest thief, warning him Don't try to run.

"This dagger is sharp enough."

Looking at Qian Wen, Song Qingyuan cupped his hands like a martial artist, and grinned, "Thank you, thank you for your help.

Let me know, my name is Song Qingyuan. "

"You're welcome, Qiao Yicheng.

Lend me your belt. " Qian Wen asked.

"Belt? What are you doing?" Song Qingyuan asked suspiciously.

Asking is asking, but Song Qingyuan still quickly took off the belt around his waist.

Qian Wen reached out to take it, stepped forward and tied the thief's arms behind his hands.

Then click twice, and connect the arm.

"I'm going, it turned out that the arm was removed, I said why it doesn't look right.

Then this woo woo, is the jaw removed? "

Song Qingyuan held up his trousers and looked them up curiously.

"No, don't you have a belt too?"

Qian Wen pinched the thief's lute bone and pulled towards the alley, "I'm brave enough to do what's right, let's go, take this one to the police station.

By the way, you are chasing me in. Who will watch my locomotive? "

"My friend is helping to watch, don't worry.

It's the owner of this bag, she's a weak woman, I didn't let her chase her in. "Song Qingyuan shrugged and followed behind.

Qian Wen nodded.

The thief was dishonest, struggling, and didn't want to go to the police station, but Qian Wen's hands were too tight, and his luteal bone hurt, so he couldn't resist being pressed and walked towards the alley.

"Qiao Yicheng? Why does this name sound familiar?" Song Qingyuan scratched his head, but couldn't remember where he heard it.

The two pushed the thief out of the alley, Qian Wen didn't see the friend Song Qingyuan mentioned, but an old man stood beside his motorcycle, looking around, a little confused.

"Hey, where's the person? Didn't I ask you to wait here?" Song Qingyuan was also surprised, looking around for someone.

Qian Wen didn't care, "Here, the key to my motorcycle, push it on.

Not far away is the police station, give this one a ride. "

"okay."

Seeing the owner of the motorcycle coming, the uncle was still a little worried, and asked several times before he was pushed away.

Qian Wen and Song Qingyuan walked to the police station, and passers-by looked at them suspiciously.

On the way, I met the friend Song Qingyuan had mentioned, accompanied by a few policemen, hurrying in their direction.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Qian Wen put the thief's jaw back one step ahead of time.

Seeing them, Xiang Nanfang breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart eased.

"Hey, Nanfang, this buddy brought your bag back for you.

The thief was also caught. "Song Qingyuan beckoned.

"As long as you're okay, I'm scared to death." Xiang Nanfang didn't care about anything, but looked at the two of them with his beautiful big eyes to see if they were hurt.

'Item South! '

Qian Wen was surprised again, what day is it today, Ye Xiaolang, Song Qingyuan, Xiang Nanfang, one after another.

Xiang Nanfang, the son of a high-ranking cadre, a civil servant.

Xiang Nanfang is not a girl who amazes others at a glance, but the more she looks at her, the more she looks at her more attractively.

Although she is a girl, she possesses a masculinity that is different from that of a woman, a bit like Hua Mulan.

"You wait."

The thief whose jaw had recovered, spoke ferociously to Qian Wen in a low voice.

Qian Wen looked at him in surprise, he was really not afraid of death, did he want to make a nest in the river?Take a dip.

I didn't care about this guy, I didn't have any eyesight at all, the police stepped forward and suppressed it, and took it away.

Before they had time to say hello to Xiang Nanfang, they just nodded, and they were invited to the police station by the police to make notes.

Because things became clear, they came out soon.

When he was leaving, Qian Wen kindly reminded him that this guy might have something wrong with him, and he was too reckless to do it.

The police said they would investigate.

The door of the police station.

Qian Wen was patted heavily on the shoulder.

"You are that writer, Qiao Yicheng, right?" Song Qingyuan said with certainty.

Qian Wen smiled and nodded.

"I said, why is it so familiar? If the police comrades hadn't mentioned it during the transcript, I would have never thought that you, a scholar, would be so brave.

By the way, this is Xiang Nan, and the bag is hers. "

Song Qingyuan, who was in a daze, pointed to Xiang Nanfang and introduced.

"Hello, Mr. Qiao Yicheng, thank you very much for your help."

Xiang Nan stepped forward, smiled, and thanked him politely.

"You're welcome, even without me, others would reach out." Qian Wen smiled.

"Just now the other party has a knife, and I heard from Lao Song that you subdued the other party by yourself.

Are you injured?Do I need to go to the hospital? "Although it was known that Qian Wen was not injured, Xiang Nanfang still asked.

Qian Wen shook his head, "No injury."

When they met for the first time, the three of them were not familiar with each other. After a brief chat and getting to know him, Song Qingyuan was quite interested in him, so he proposed to sit down with him, and they expressed their gratitude by the way.

Qian Wen refused, it was just a simple act of righteousness.

As for Xiang Nanfang, Qian Wen doesn't have too many thoughts at the moment. Although he hasn't had in-depth contact with him, he feels that the two people's personalities are not too compatible. The other party is a workaholic in the play and is relatively strong. That kind, because he is stronger.

This encounter was quite sudden, and he was also surprised. If there is a chance in the future, he can be a confidant and a good friend.

It's actually quite suitable for Xiang Nan to be friends.

In fact, Song Qingyuan is more suitable to be a friend. At present, he is more interested in Song Qingyuan than Xiang Nanfang.

They left each other's pager numbers, and the few of them said goodbye for a while, and the three of them regarded each other as new acquaintances, ordinary friends who were nice and spoke nicely.

Say goodbye to Song Qingyuan, Xiang Nanfang and Qian Wen all the way home.

Another week has passed.

The contract of Qian Wen's television adaptation of Clouds and Rains has been signed, and it will be broadcast on TV next year and screened on Hong Kong Island.

And Er Qiang, Sanli and the others also came back from the capital.

"Brother, hurry up and try on this dress, I specially chose it for you."

Simei held a suit and showed it happily in front of him.

Qiao Zuwang, who wandered over from the small courtyard next door, watched jealously, holding a tea mug in his hand, muttering something in his mouth, his expression was sour.

"Brother, there are also ties, shirts, leather shoes, and belts." Erqiang walked up to him with a bunch of things in his arms.

Sanli was digging out things from the luggage bag on the coffee table in the living room, they were all small gifts they brought back.

Qiao Zuwang pretended to be passing by, tired and sat down in front of him.

Look at this, look at that, seeing that there is no one that looks like it was prepared for him, his lips moved, and he held back.

Take the initiative, what a shame.

on the other side.

"Brother, hurry up, go back to the house and change it, see if it fits well, I chose it carefully."

Simei stuffed the clothes into his arms and pushed him upstairs.

Qian Wen said helplessly, "I'm an idler, usually either in school or in the studio, and I don't need such formal clothes."

"There is always a time to wear it, so hurry up and change it, let us see." Simei was still pushing hard behind her back.

Qian Wen shrugged, didn't disappoint, just change it.

In fact, he really doesn't like suits very much, they are quite tight, especially if they are not tailor-made, they have a sense of restraint.

Qiao Zuwang still couldn't hold back, looked at Qiqi beside him, and asked in a low voice, "Qiqi, do you have a gift from me?"

Qi Qi, who was hugging the Arctic Ocean, was taken aback, a little tongue-tied.

Seeing this, Qiao Zuwang stared, "No way.

Joe and I are the only ones left at home, so you can prepare gifts for him, right? "

Qiqi's eyes flickered and she licked her lips.

Qiao Zuwang was angry, he either had them or he didn't, so why did he treat them differently?

Just as she was about to reach out to pat the table, Sanli handed over an exquisite packaging box.

Qiao Zuwang's eyes lit up, and he immediately smiled, "Mine?"

Sanli nodded.

Qiao Zuwang unpacked it. It was a rectangular box. When he opened it, he saw a delicate metal razor holder, which is the kind that can be used for shaving beards.

"Hehe, I'll try it." Qiao Zuwang left happily.

"That's for elder brother." Seeing Qiao Zuwang's back, Simei murmured.

"I bought two." Sanli said with a smile.

Qiao Simei pouted, but said nothing.

After a while, Qian Wen, dressed in new clothes, walked down the stairs.

Practicing martial arts all the year round, her figure is tall and straight, and her suit is well supported.

Simei's aesthetics and vision are indeed good, and his appearance has improved a lot.

Simei looked around him, nodded in satisfaction, and said flatteringly, "My elder brother is handsome and good-looking.

I didn't know that the eldest brother would fall into the hands of that little goblin. "

As she spoke, Simei provocatively lifted his chin with her fingertips.

Qian Wen rolled his eyes, simply presumptuous.

"Ah~"

Simei quickly withdrew her hand, exhaled, and puffed her cheeks, "Brother, you are too ruthless.

At least you're still wearing the clothes I've carefully selected for you. "

Qian Wen didn't bother to care about this naughty bastard, so he sat next to Qi Qi and rubbed his head, "Is the capital fun?"

Qi Qi nodded again and again, "It's fun, it's just that the fourth sister said the concert is very noisy."

"No taste." Simei sat down in front of her.

Everyone came back, and the house was noisy again.

Sanli went to change her mood, instead of staying at home reading all day, she ran to his studio every day to help.

Zhang Guanghua and Miao Miao from the studio really like Sanli, a beautiful and gentle girl.

Sanli especially likes to read letters from book friends. Qian Wen is very happy to see her, so let her do it.

After being admitted to university, he doesn't have much to do with their choices, as long as he doesn't go astray.

In recent years, factories have closed down, and many lands have been sold. The times are advancing, and the survival of the fittest is taking place.

Chacha, the factory where Qiao Zuwang worked was one of the eliminated ones.

During this time, Qiao Zuwang was depressed, and he was suspended without pay.

It means that he has no source of income.

He took the hanging rope to find the factory manager, but magic defeated magic, and the other party wanted to go to hell with him. He regretted his life and retreated.

In desperation, he thought of the rich eldest son.

When it was getting dark and it was dinner time, when the family was busy with their own business, he quietly took out the long rope, hung it on the beam of the house, and tied a knot.

He's ready to act.

"Ah~
Dad, what are you doing, big brother, second brother, help~" Qiqi first found Qiao Zuwang who was stepping on the bench and was about to hang himself, and exclaimed.

Hearing the sound, Qiao Erqiang, who was cooking, rushed over first.

Then, "Dad, what are you doing, come down quickly."

With the audience in place, Qiao Zuwang got ready and howled, "Ah~
I can't live anymore, I can't live anymore, let me die. "

Then, Sanli and Simei ran over.

Not long after Qian Wen came back, he was taking a shower and didn't hear him.

Qian Wen didn't come, and the most important audience didn't come, how could Qiao Zuwang's performance end.

Erqiang, Sanli, and Simei didn't persuade the stubborn Qiao Zuwang for a while.

"Hurry up, call Big Brother." Sanli said hastily.

"Oh oh oh." Er Qiang hurriedly ran to the attic next door.

After a while, Qian Wencai came late.

When he heard that Qiao Zuwang was going to hang himself, he was so shocked that he forgot the time.

In fact, he didn't believe that Qiao Zuwang would hang himself, and he didn't know what he was doing, so he came here after drying his hair.

It's just that even the top two were affected, and it became less urgent.

He stepped into the door of the main room. Seeing the most important audience in place, Qiao Zu howled even more vigorously, "I can't live anymore, I can't live anymore."

Qian Wen looked and saw that he hadn't hanged himself yet, so he didn't worry, he turned to look at Qiao Erqiang beside him, "I remember you were cooking puffer fish."

Qiao Erqiang nodded, not understanding why he asked this at this time.

Qian Wen glared at him, "Do you want to poison your elder brother to death?
Dare to be distracted when making puffer fish, do you want the whole family to be neat and tidy! "

Qiao Erqiang suddenly remembered that he was making highly poisonous puffer fish. If one was bad, the whole family would be GG, so he ran to the kitchen like a fool.

Qian Wen looked at Qi Qi again, "Next, it's not suitable for children, Qi Qi will go to the next door to watch TV.

Brother will handle it.

Simei, take Qiqi to the next door, and don't ask you not to come here. "

"Oh."

When Qian Wen came, she had the backbone at once, and Simei didn't panic anymore. In fact, she also felt that Qiao Zuwang would not be overwhelmed.

Simei pulls Qiqi away.

The main room was left at once, Qian Wen, Sanli, and the dying Qiao Zuwang.

"Sanli, brother is thirsty, bring me a bottle of cold beer and some peanuts." Qian Wen sat down and ordered.

Sanli hesitated for a moment, looked at Qiao Zuwang who was still howling on the bench and was about to hang himself, "Then dad..."

"Go, there is a big brother, this family can't collapse."

Sanli was relieved for a moment, and went with cold beer and peanuts.

There is only Qian Wen left in the main room, and Qiao Zu looks at it.

The audience left the seat one by one, and it was somewhat empty. Qiao Zuwang's wailing voice was a little weaker, and he kept looking at him.

Qiao Zuwang waited for Qian Wen to say something, ignored him, and he made a move.

But often things backfire.

Qian Wen didn't say a word, and tapped his fingers on the table, keeping pace with Qiao Zuwang's wailing.

The protagonist Qiao Zuwang was quite embarrassed, but he couldn't stop, he had to howl.

Soon, Sanli got beer, and peanuts came.

"Sanli, beat Big Brother's back."

"Ah, big brother, isn't it good?"

Of course I would like to beat Sanli on the elder brother's back, but in this scene, it's weird and inappropriate.

"Cheap! Brother is tired today."

Sanli glanced at Qiao Zuwang, and suddenly there was a look of silent mourning for him.

Although I don't know what my dad, who always entertains himself, is doing, but I always feel that he will fetch water from a bamboo basket.

Enjoying Sanli's gentle back beating, Qian Wen ate peanuts, drank cold beer from time to time, and watched Qiao Zuwang's concert.

"The tiredness of the day is gone."

(End of this chapter)