Sitting on the spacious co-pilot, Liao Guoming's howl as if he had been stabbed sounded in my ears, my already sad mood suddenly became worse, and I noticed that the cushion under my buttocks was actually painted "Seven Brothers of the Gourd", I don't know why I was amused all of a sudden.

Seeing me grinning, Liao Guoming turned down the music and chattered: "Brother, this thing, it's really not a distance, let's just talk about gourd baby, do you see if they are putting together to get together less and leave more, but have their feelings changed?"

"What do you want to express?" I asked him, frowning.

Liao Guoming handed me a cigarette and smiled: "I don't want to express anything, I was creating from home at night, Sister Bo called me, told me about you and the emperor, and asked me to persuade you, I don't think there is anything to persuade, what you did was right, righteousness is not to gather together to eat and drink, but when he can't figure it out, you have to make a decision for him." ”

I snorted with a cigarette and scolded, ", you're here to be my companion?"

"Maybe who's with whom, I'm actually a little panicked. Liao Guoming sighed and said: "Two days ago, the second uncle talked to me, saying that the affairs of the family have begun to be handed over to my eldest brother to take care of, so that I don't have any complaints in my heart, do you think, can I have no complaints?"

I half-truthfully joked: "Otherwise, I will help you shout two professional killings from Myanmar, and directly send your eldest brother to the crematorium to be smelted into slag." ”

Liao Guoming shrunk his neck and smiled bitterly: "Shut up, the whole Liao family now knows that I am dissatisfied, if something happens to my eldest brother, they will not be able to skin me alive? ”

Hearing his words, I was stunned and laughed evilly: "If you don't mention this stubble, I'll forget that you are also a big man full of literary and artistic bacteria." ”

Liao Guoming said with a serious expression: "I don't want to talk nonsense to you, I really want to be a painter, use my brush to paint landscapes, people, the world, and joys and sorrows." ”

"Okay, then I wish you a speedy realization of your dreams. I lit the cigarette in my mouth and chuckled.

Liao Guoming turned his head sideways and asked me, "What about you, what dreams do you have?"

"I.." I hesitated for a while and exhaled, "My dream is to live as I dream." ”

"It's the same as Ji Ba didn't say it. Liao Guo understood me and increased the accelerator under his feet.

I laughed informably: "Why are artists still scolding?"

"Fuck, what you're saying is really not artistic, co-authored artists don't shit and fart!"

After jumping out of the car, Liao Guoming turned around and pointed to the "domineering" pout: "Before getting into the car, I asked you if you see anything different about my car, do you find something?"

I shook my head like a rattle: "I don't feel anything except that I feel childish." ”

"Silver like you is not destined to be an artist. He rolled his eyes in disgust, pointed to the car and said: "The strong brotherhood, can't you see it?" One Piece is talking about the surging blood between brothers, Dragon Ball is about trickling between buddies, and the gourd baby tells us what it means to be brothers with one heart, and I plan to give this car to the emperor for you." ”

My eyes widened in confusion: "What is it, give it to the emperor for me?"