(1st update)

The imperial capital is very lively at night, with busy traffic and neon lights on the streets. The moon is like a hook, standing alone on the tall buildings.

Beijing North Gate is not a prosperous area. The shops along the street have closed one after another. There is a photo studio that is still open. The door is lit with lights. The warm yellow light is plated on the plaque and illuminates the words on it - Time Photo Studio.

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It's Imperial City time now: 7:58 pm.

The businessman opened the door and walked into the store.

An elderly man came over and said, "Hello." He didn't look very old, but his hair was gray, maybe it was dyed. "How about taking a photo?"

The business leader responded with a hello and said, "I'm here to buy a camera lens."

Ms. Lu said that Jing Zhao’s camera had been repaired, but the lens could not be repaired.

The business leader inquired and found out that the owner of this photo studio is a photography enthusiast. He has many collections and is famous in the imperial capital.

She opened the photos on her phone and showed the boss the lens Ms. Lu had taken for her: "Do you have this model?"

The boss is a photographer, and people on this street call him Lao Bi.

"Yes, yes," Lao Bi said, "but this lens is not for sale."

Eight twenty-two, Tang De Club.

After several rounds of drinking, the target was almost penetrated by Yang Qingchi's darts. Fang Luming stopped teasing him and decided to find some other fun.

He suggested: "It's boring just drinking, why don't you come and play games?"

No one can say it.

Fang Luming immediately went to order wine. What was served was all beer, because it is not easy to blow the bottle of foreign wine.

"The rules are very simple." Someone from Fang Luming gave him the nickname, the Little Prince of the Nightclub. "The person with the lowest score will take something from his body and tip it to the waiter in the room. In addition, he will be fined a bottle of wine. What to give is determined by

The winner is designated and cannot take it back. If you lose everything, you can only go out naked."

When the rules were explained, Fang Luming glanced at Jing Zhao calmly: "It's okay if you don't want to give something. The loser will do something for the winner. No murder, no arson, no violation of laws and disciplines."

Fang Lushen put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at his silly brother leisurely: "Is it such a big deal?"

"Of course, if you want to play, just play something exciting." Fang Luming opened a bottle of wine, put it on the table, and said, "If you can't afford it, you don't have to come."

Yang Qingchi was a little agitated by the word Chai Qiu tonight: "I'm afraid of you."

The other three remained silent.

The game starts directly.

Fang Luming came out with an empty wine bottle first: "I'll start."

The person who starts the game spins the bottle first, and uses the head and tail of the bottle to determine the betting sides.

In the first game, Fang Luming turned to his brother, and then the two of them rolled the dice. If the number was small, the loser. The rules were simple and rough.

Fang Luming opened first: "It's fourteen o'clock." There were three dice in the dice cup. He was lucky, "It's your turn."

Unlike the silly son of a certain landowner, Fang Lushen was very calm, neither impatient nor impatient, and came out at seven o'clock.

Fang Luming looked at the count and smiled: "Brother, I'm sorry, I took off my underwear."

Fang Lushen held his hands without moving and raised his eyebrows: "I think you want to die."

Fang Luming has always had a bad temper since he was a child: "Well, I will die for your brother today."

Well, let him die.

Fang Lushen sat up straight, adjusted his glasses, and began to play seriously: "Underwear is not good."

Just wait for this sentence.

"Then you do one thing for me."

As an older brother, I still have to remind you: "Consider carefully whether you still have nostalgia for this world."

There is still nostalgia.

Among them, the one with the darkest heart was Fang Lushen. When he was a kid, a bunch of kids did bad things together, and Fang Lushen was always the one who came up with the ideas, but once exposed, he was always the one who escaped and was never punished.

Fang Luming decided to leave it open: "You can go on my blind date for me the day after tomorrow."

It's not difficult to do this.

Fang Lushen responded: "Okay."

Then, it was up to him to turn the bottle. He fixed the neck of the bottle with two fingers and gently turned it.

After the bottle rotated several times, the mouth of the bottle pointed accurately at Fang Luming.

In this game, brothers are fighting each other again.

Fang Lushen opened the dice cup first, eleven o'clock.

Fang Luming six o'clock.

So, don’t be too arrogant when you go out to hang out, you have to pay it back.

Fang Luming was stunned for a moment: "Brother, you are my brother."

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It’s too stuck, so I’ll post a thousand words first.

There are still a thousand words to be posted around 2:30 noon.
Chapter completed!