Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

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Xiang Xing couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart.

Pretend, just pretend you.

When the crematorium comes, she will not be responsible for being a peacemaker.

When Xin Youyou passed away, the two of them looked at the house numbers of each house and continued to walk deep in the corridor.

At this moment, in the house at the end of the corridor, there was a sudden loud ping-pong sound, accompanied by the howling of a young man.

"Fuck! Why did it fail again... Ah, so annoying!!"

"...Zhang Bin!! You can be noisy anymore! If you yell again, my old lady is really going to call the landlord!!"

Hearing the howl like a pig, an aunt who was leaning across the door couldn't help opening the door angrily, poking her head out and cursing.

Listening to the name, Lu Chengjun and Xin Youyou couldn't help but glance at each other silently.

Yes, I found it.

After the aunt closed the door and returned to the room, the two of them moved forward again and came directly to the door of Bin's room.

Xin Youyou raised her hand subconsciously, and was about to press the doorbell that was soaked in oil and flooded with light.

In the next second, the man tapped his hand off.

"Can you touch this stuff? Don't be allergic to it!"

Lu Chengjun gave her an angry look and pressed the doorbell first.

Soon, inside the rusty iron door, a broken wooden door that seemed to be crumbling was slowly opened, and one was more messy than a bird's nest. Visual inspection from Xiangxing estimated that he hadn't washed his hair for more than a month. Man's head.

"Who?"

Accompanied by this light and diffuse voice, there is also a strong sour smell.

Xin Youyou wrinkled her nose and suddenly regretted why she didn't wear Lu Chengjun's mask just now...

"Well……"

Lu Chengjunya didn't answer him immediately. He only took out his cell phone and compared the appearance of this haggard, horrible, and scrawny young man with the picture of Zhang Bin on the cell phone.

Although there is a gap between fat and thin, it is not difficult to see that it is indeed him.

Lu Chengjun was only slightly relieved, and immediately raised a polite smile, and asked the man, "You are Dr. Zhang Bin Zhang, right?"

"...Hey, Dr. Zhang?"

Zhang Bin was stunned when he heard the words, and couldn't help but sneered mockingly, his dark eyes drooping slightly, "You too overestimate me, have you seen me such a ghostly doctor? Can you embarrass me by embarrassing the doctor!"

"...Zhang Bin, PhD in Physics, Baihua University, has stayed as a teaching assistant after graduation. During this period, he published many scientific research journals, as well as large and small professional designs... But he suddenly resigned all his positions six months ago and disappeared. "

Xin Youyou suddenly reported Zhang Bin's resume, and then rubbed the little white dumpling in his arms, and smiled lightly, "I haven't heard of it. I just resigned and I am not a doctor."

"Oh, you little girl, do you know me well?"

Zhang Bin smiled and turned his attention to her.

After looking at her arbitrarily for a while, her lips joked even more, "Little girl, I think you are quite familiar...Which bar did we meet?"

"……you!"

Suddenly ridiculed by this guy, the woman's hot temper came up in an instant, she couldn't help but subconsciously lifted her iron fist.

Fortunately, Lu Chengjun's eyesight was quick and he hurriedly pulled her behind to stop a tragedy from happening.

However, when he looked at the faceless Zhang Bin again, his previous polite smile was instantly pulled down by more than half.