Kang Jiayu covered his face and ran away in panic.

Fang Jin curled his lips naked.

Why are you shy about living together?

Since that buttock massage incident, Fang Jin has been taken into the pit of sleeping naked by Zhang Xu.

Don’t say that sleeping naked is really comfortable. Just close your eyes and you can feel the bird flying freely.

Of course, Fang Jin is not that depraved yet, and the things he should wear are still worn.

For example, socks.

A long time ago, there was a voluptuous, free and free ancient god. Before he was arrested, he left a golden saying to the world: If you are already naked, but you still want to be a little more naked, then put on socks. If you still want to be a little more naked, then put on shoes.

Somehow, this perverted speech was heard by Fang Jin. Master Fang was another curious baby who was keen on putting theory into practice. In order to explore the principles, he tried it.

Damn that feeling...

OK, I won’t talk anymore, I won’t talk anymore...

(Warm reminder: Please try this behavior with the company of your parents)

Fang Jin wore his social terror suit: black vest, gray casual pants, loose jacket with hoodies, and brown sneakers.

He pulled the zipper of the jacket and put the hood on his head, and the whole person became invisible in an instant.

Even when standing in front of people, people cannot detect the presence of this person.

I walked out of my compartment and planned to wash up, but found that the bathroom had been occupied by Mo Xiaoyun.

At this time, Zhang Xu quietly came behind Fang Jin, covered Fang Jin's eyes from behind, and said mischievously: "Guess~ Who am I?"

"You are a traitor."

"Not right~ guess again!"

"I'm so disgusting. If you do this, I'll beat you up."

Zhang Xu smiled and stopped playing. He took the script written by Fang Jin last night and said excitedly: "Brother Fang, I didn't expect you to write novels! What is the story behind? Has Mathil become a killer? Has she taken revenge? Has Lyon completely accepted Mathil?"

Fang Jin said: "This is not a novel, this is a movie script I wrote for Xiaoyun. When Xiaoyun auditioned in two days, I will give Director Shen Xing a full version of the script."

"Let him see it!" Zhang Xu was very generous: "If we shoot such a good script, can we just shoot it yourself? There is no need to try the audition! Xiaoyun plays Mathil, I play Lyon, Brother Fang, you play my agent, Kang Jiayu will become a perverted police officer... The movie will definitely be a big hit!"

Kon Ka-yu's originally red face immediately turned black.

Fang Jin looked at Zhang Xu in surprise and said, "Can you still make movies?"

"Of course!" Zhang Xu shook his head: "No."

"Then you just say nothing!" Fang Jin gave him a blank look: "I made an appointment with him, how can I be trustless? Besides, director Shen Xing may not necessarily adopt my script, and it wouldn't be too late for us to film it again at that time."

Zhang Xu thought about it for a moment: "Well, that's the case."

"Hey, have you said enough?" Kang Jiayu said dissatisfied: "Did you forget what you are here for today? Moving! If you continue to procrastinate, the sun will come out!"

Fang Jin looked at the bright sky outside, with a face shattered, and said, "So, why are you here so early?"

Kang Jiayu: "...It was Zhang Xu who called me to come."

Fang Jin looked at Zhang Xu with a expressionless face: "If you don't give a reasonable reason, I will chew your scalp off."

"Hahaha." Zhang Xu laughed and patted Fang Jin's shoulder, and said excitedly: "Brother Fang! Have you ever seen the sun at 5 a.m.? That's not only the sun! It's also the dream we are trying to pursue!"

Fang Jin: "You're so bad? Where is the sun at 5 a.m.? I'll go to outer space to see?"

Zhang Xu shook his head: "This is not important! What is important is that our attitude towards life is not only optimistic and cheerful, positive, but also brave and fearless and move forward! What wakes us up every day should not be an alarm clock, but hope and dream!"

Fang Jin opened his mouth and chewed at Zhang Xu's scalp.

Outside the door, Iron Dragon's dull acclaim came: "Zhang Xu said it well."

Kon Ka-yu: “…”

I just said why I always feel like something is missing? It turns out that I forgot about the Iron Dragon.

Zhang Xu protected his scalp and looked out the door, wonderingly: "Tiezi, why are you still holding it there? Come in!"

The iron dragon outside the door was silent: "..."

Fang Jin gave up attacking Zhang Xu's scalp. He looked like a shameless relative and shook his hands and said, "Oh, why is this kid still shy? Come in quickly and come in quickly! Moving depends on you!"

Iron outside the door: "The door is too small, I can't get in."

Several people inside the door: "...Oh, that's fine."

In order to prevent the scenic spots and historical sites from being destroyed by Schwarzenegger, several people had to let Tielong stand outside the door to catch his luggage and move it to the car.

The car is a Wuling Hongguang, the kind that can pull 50 breadmakers.

Fang Jin and Mo Xiaoyun don’t have many things, and there are many things that are not necessary to take away.

For example, generators, rainwater collection filters, large water tanks, door sticks, gas tanks, large iron pots...

Looking at these things, Kang Jiayu and the others were silent. It was hard to imagine what Fang Jin's daily life was like.

How did he survive?

Zhang Xu: "...Brother Fang, you are so awesome."

Fang Jin: "Low-key, low-key..."

After a while, all the luggage was moved.

The sun is coming out too.

The golden and red sun shines on the earth, and everything in the world wakes up.

On a sunny morning, a few people set out on the road, but not the one set out on the road...

On the road, a van faces the rising sun and slowly drives towards the bustling and noisy city.

Slowly, slowly...

Why is it driving so slowly?

Because if the drive is fast, the few people will really have to get on the road.

In the car, Fang Jin sat in the driver's seat with anxiety, and under the guidance of three veteran drivers, he galloped rapidly at a speed of 0.5 meters per second.

Yes, the driver is Fang Jin.

Because learning to drive can train a person's psychological endurance, it is very useful for parties with serious social terrorism.

So under Kon Ka-yu's suggestion, Zhang Xu and Tielong stuffed Fang Jin into the cab without saying a word and wanted to teach him to drive.

In the deserted suburbs, a van was swaying, arching and arching.

The wheels of the van pressed over the grass, over the small pit, over the large pit, over the small stone, over the large stone, over the small river...

Just as Fang Jin almost drove the car into the river, the co-pilot Tielong hurriedly grabbed the steering wheel.

You are so bad! I know if it's a river here and it's still going toward this way?

Kon Ka-yu and Zhang Xu in the back seat sighed helplessly.

In order to exercise Fang Jin's psychological tolerance, we have bet on our lives.

Mo Xiaoyun covered her eyes and didn't dare to look.

In the driving seat, Fang Jin grabbed the steering wheel tightly, his forehead almost touching the windshield. His eyes were wider than bull's eyes, and his two stiff legs were uncontrollably stomping on the clutch, accelerator, and brake.

Three veteran drivers were carefully teaching Fang Jin that nuclear cancer could be invasive.

Kon Ka-yu: "What kind of hatred does the steering wheel have with you? You want to strangle it to death?"

Zhang Xu: "Why are you shaking your hands? Are you driving or sifting your bran?"

A big stone appeared in front of him, and Fang Jin was completely confused.

Kon Ka-yu: "Does the brakes burn your feet? Step on them!"

Zhang Xu: "Where are you riding a horse? If you ask you to step on the brakes, what are you trying to urge?"

Just as he was about to hit the stone, Fang Jin finally stepped on the brake.

Kon Ka-yu: "You want to launch us out with the brakes so hard?"

Zhang Xu: "What are you doing when you stand there? Is Shitou your father? I don't know how to make a detour if I can't get through it?"

Kon Ka-yu: "Go! Turn on the steering wheel! Are you going to jump over while you are stuck?"

Zhang Xu: "Return to the throne! Return to the throne! Don't you know how many laps you have played by yourself?"

Kon Ka-yu: "A piece of meat is hung on the steering wheel, and the dogs are better than you."

...

After driving for a while, Fang Jin was sweating and exhausted. He no longer wanted to drive.

At this time, the co-pilot's Iron Dragon said in a muffled voice: "Come on."

Fang Jin looked at Tielong gratefully: "Thank you for your encouragement, I will cheer up."
To be continued...