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   Early the next morning, He Bao stood at the door and yawned, talking with the uncle janitor.

    "Uncle, there was a shrimp messing up last night?" The

    uncle sat slowly in front of the window, touched his beard, "eat it."

    "Why did you eat it again? Look at your leaves, you are almost bald. He Ziyang walked to He Bao and squatted down. The two brothers looked at the fallen leaves all over the floor and sighed, "I don't want to sweep the floor."

    He Bao said, "Neither do I." The

    uncle slowly shook the beard from the palm of his hand and fell to the ground. It turned into leaves, "Ah? What did you say?"

    He Ziyang rolled up his sleeves, "You take off your hat, and I will see if you are bald." The

    next moment the window snapped, He Ziyang patted the window, and The uncle tree, who pretended to be deaf and mute, quarreled.

    He Bao looked at the fallen leaves on the ground with sorrow, "It's not yet autumn, oh...Little panda! What's wrong with you?" There was

    a pair of shoes in front of him, and he looked up along the corners of his pants, Zuo Yan's white hair It is mapped to gold in the sun.

    The little face was expressionless, he walked limping, breathing cold all over, and heard He Bao's words without stopping, passing him.

    "I didn't look at it? I'm wearing clothes today." The big sun above his head was still shining on him, he didn't come out naked.

    The people in the studio are a little slouched, one person guarding a few phones, as busy as the top.

    "This is the virtue after the Ghost Festival. Fortunately, I won't lose my hair anymore, otherwise I have to be as bald as a monk like the guardian." He Yu hung up the phone and started to pack things. He will leave for the next city in a moment.

    Zuo Yan nodded sullenly, staring at the desk blankly.

    He Yu thought he hadn't woken up, so he specially contributed a pillow to him, and then walked out with ten centimeters high heels.

    "What's the matter with you, the boss cheated you again? Was that half of the money confiscated yesterday? I tell you, just get used to it."

    He Bao patted him on the shoulder with a gesture of an overcomer, expressing deeply. sympathy.

    Zuo Yan:...No, I pitted myself.

    Si Jia walked in from the outside, Zuo Yan pretended not to see it, and stopped in front of him, staring for a while on the pink pillow, "What do you want to eat?"

    Zuo Yan raised his eyelids, "Leng Jian Zhu."

    Si Jia Said: "No."

    Zuo Yan looked down at the pink SpongeBob SquarePants and asked you to ask. After asking, there is nothing, to see who is embarrassed.

    The person who raised the head was gone, Leng Jianzhu and the others didn't have it, and it was too late for air transportation.

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