Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 420 The city's deep female sea queen vs the robot junior 19
Because he was not sure that Xiao Tuo was the hero, 001 didn't say this.

Quan Jiu thought for a while, and then sent a message back to the other party.

【Xiao Mengmeng: Purple iris flower】

Fujiko seems to be this species.

[X: OK, good night]

……

The next day, Quan Jiu turned on the computer, logged into the art website, and saw a system message reminding her that X's homepage had been updated.

She raised her eyebrows, and clicked in without hesitation. After seeing the whole composition clearly, her fingertips resting on the mouse froze.

In front of me is a very dreamy painting.

In the castle manor, purple irises are in full bloom, occupying four-fifths of the entire drawing.

And among the thousands of flowers, in the center, there is a softly shining moon boat parked quietly.

On the moon boat, there was a figure lying sideways. It was obviously a woman, with long black curly hair that was waist-length and softly stuck to the back of her head. Quan Jiu wanted to see the figure's face clearly, but found that after zooming in, the electronic drawing was no longer clear.

With a sigh, she could only give up this plan, took out her mobile phone, and sent X a message.

[Xiao Mengmeng: This work is different from your previous works]

She didn't expect that he asked her what she liked last night because he could draw it.

The message was answered quickly.

【X: So do you prefer the old one or the current one? 】

Quan Jiu thought about it seriously, and replied with a line——

[The previous ones were also beautiful, but I prefer the current ones]

[X: Just like it, do you want to learn to draw? 】

Quan Jiu raised his eyebrows, a little frightened.

He's sure he can teach her this artistic cell? !
【Xiao Mengmeng: Goodbye, I'm afraid I'll piss you off】

After receiving the message, Xiao Tuo raised his eyebrows and raised his fingertips to type a few lines.

[X: try]

He opened a separate studio room for her, planning to teach one-on-one. This studio is a unique function of the art website, which can show the process of each other's drawings one-on-one online.

Quan Jiu: "..."

Since he is not afraid of death, it is hard for her to say anything.

Xiao Tuo taught carefully for a while, but found that she didn't respond at all, he paused for a moment, and typed.

"Have you learned the stick figure I taught you just now, let's draw a picture?"

Quan Jiu hesitated to pick up the brush, and finally drew a crooked "monkey".

Xiao Tuo: "..."

He took a deep breath.

"It's okay, continue."

Two hours later, Quan Jiu's monkey finally looked a little "monkey", but it looked more like a giant orangutan than a monkey.

Xiao Tuo stopped his brush and rubbed the center of his throbbing eyebrows.

Quan Jiu directly turned on the voice, and the woman's tone was full of excitement:

"Doctor X, you are really good at teaching people how to draw. I never thought I could draw so well!"

Xiao Tuo: "..."

He stared at the crooked line draft, lost in thought.

Quan Jiu was still chattering: "Are you interested in opening a painting class, maybe you can gain a few fans."

Xiao Tuo: "..."

She's still worried about the number of his fans?
"why do not you talk?"

After realizing that there was no response, Quan Jiu stopped.

Xiao Tuo entered a few words——

【X: Too busy, don't consider it for now】

Quan Jiu felt a little regretful: "That's really a pity."

She went back to the homepage and saved the sketch he updated today to her phone. Only then did she notice the name of the work——

"The Moon Comes to Me"

She paused with her fingertips, trying to figure out the meaning of the name, but after thinking about it, she was not sure if her understanding was correct.

"Forget it, it's better not to ask. I'm not very familiar with it. It's not good to inquire about other people's privacy."

She said goodnight to Dr. X, and instead of going to bed, she took the tablet and paintbrush and continued to practice today's lesson on the board.

……

Xiao Tuo said goodnight to her, turned off the computer, and went to bed.

As usual, after falling asleep and losing consciousness, he came to a familiar yet strange place.

Dazzling crystal chandeliers, bright and clean marble floors, and simple black, white and gray sofas.

He could feel that his body was heavy, as if he was sealed in some kind of bulky shell.

When he came here for the first time, he once suspected that he was buried alive in his sleep. His limbs and head were covered with thick loess. He wanted to move, but with all his strength, he couldn't break free from the shackles of his body.

Until he heard a crisp "Adam".
The owner of the voice seemed a little sleepy and his voice was hoarse, but it was this "Adam" that he found that he could finally move.

The originally restrained limbs suddenly became flexible and powerful, and the next second, he heard a mechanical and cold voice——

"Owner."

The voice was so close to him that it seemed to come out of his body.

Xiao Tuo smiled, wondering how it was possible, he just thought he had a bizarre dream, but in the dream, his consciousness was still lucid.

Sure enough, when he woke up, he found himself still lying on the small bed in the dormitory.

Surrounded by the familiar black bed curtains, the sound of Tan Shuang and Song Boyang's typing on the keyboard can be heard.

Xiao Tuo smiled, sure that he just entered a dream.

It wasn't until that night, after he turned off the lights and fell asleep, that he opened his eyes again and saw the living room decoration that was still exactly the same as last night, that his heart sank.

"Adam, pour me a glass of water..."

"Adam, turn on the bedside lamp."

"........."

He found that every time he heard an instruction, his originally stiff and uncontrollable limbs seemed to be poured with endless strength, and his movements became flexible and free.

The only annoying thing is that he can't do anything other than command.

.........

Xiao Tuo opened his eyes, and what he saw was a sleeping profile.

The woman was lying on the desk, holding a paintbrush in her hand. Because the air conditioner was turned on in the room, a turquoise oil painting blanket was draped over her white nightdress.

Because of this sleeping position, she didn't sleep comfortably, and her brows were slightly wrinkled.

Xiao Ta stared at her for a long time, then slowly approached, and when he saw the disfigured monkey on the tablet, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

After living for 18 years, he has never seen a person with such a lack of artistic cells. An ordinary stick figure monkey can draw the style of monsters and ghosts.

After admiring Quan Jiu's "painting", his eyes fell on a stack of documents next to the tablet. There were hundreds of pages of documents, all of which were core data about artificial intelligence.

Xiao Ta raised his hand and touched her eyelashes with his fingertips.

"So all of this is your fault?"

It's a pity that the person who fell into deep sleep couldn't give him any answers.

Xiao Tuo sighed slightly, stretched out his hand slowly, put one arm around her neck, and passed under her knees with the other hand, and hugged her horizontally.

The mechanical arm was not flexible, because the movement was too rigid, and the blanket covering the woman fell to the ground.

The skin suddenly touched the cold air, Quan Jiu let out a displeasure, and stretched out his arms, trying to hug something.

(End of this chapter)