Strange talk about the rules: I fast travel with my deskmate

Soon everyone finished their meal, and the so-called "elders" left the red building without even saying hello or caring about anything.

The weather in Chenfa City was gloomy, and the air was a bit humid, as if it might rain at any time.

"Qingqing, let's go up and take a shower first." Chen Zhijun said.

"it is good."

Xiong Qingqing just stood up, when he looked up, he met Wu Kexin's surprised eyes.

His eyes wandered between Xiong Qingqing and Chen Zhijun, and he asked, "You...you want to take a bath together?"

"Who said we're going to take a bath together? She washes first, and then I wash." Chen Zhijun said.

Wu Kexin nodded, as if he was relieved, and said, "I see."

"Let's go Qingqing."

Chen Zhijun glanced at Xiong Qingqing, and the two went upstairs together.

Wu Kexin turned his head and looked out the window, and couldn't help frowning. It seemed that these two guys were guarding against him, and it was not easy to get their trust.

An laughed and said that she finished cleaning the dining table silently, took the used tableware into the sink, and cleaned it carefully little by little.

Wu Kexin asked: "Do you have to go to school every day? Why?"

An Xiaoyan shook his head and didn't answer anything, and Wu Kexin didn't continue to ask.

He recalled An Xiaoyan's ID card, which said that he liked children, teased them, teased his sister, and hated someone dropping the cutlery on the floor while eating.

Now it seems that An Xiaoyan, who has lost his self-awareness, has been strictly following the content on his identity card, and Qin Yibin is the same.

Not long after, Xiong Qingqing and Chen Zhijun took a shower, changed into clean clothes and went downstairs.

Looking at the gloomy sky outside, Xiong Qingqing said: "It looks like it's going to rain, and I don't know if anyone will come."

"It's raining here, but not necessarily over there." Chen Zhijun said.

Wu Kexin couldn't understand what they were saying at all, so he didn't answer. He didn't want Xiong Qingqing and Chen Zhijun to know that An Xiaoyan and Qin Yibin could not be completely used as his body monitoring.

Xiong Qingqing walked up to Qin Yibin, and on his drawing board, a "beauty" who was neither human nor ghost appeared vividly on the paper, without any sense of beauty at all.

"Qin Yibin's identity card says that his greatest talent is painting, but he has no talent for painting at all. In this way...he is not like An Xiaoyan, who has been adhering to his identity card Act." Xiong Qingqing said.

Chen Zhijun also came over, glanced at Qin Yibin's painting, shook his head helplessly, and clicked his tongue, "The painting is really bad, I think he may not be as good as you. He doesn't know anything about the use of color, and he is accustomed to using lines , but the lines are also unsightly.”

After speaking, Chen Zhijun took Qin Yibin's wrist and began to help him change the painting.

Xiong Qingqing watched from the side boredly, and found that Chen Zhijun didn't make up a few strokes, and the painting became different.She opened her eyes wide in surprise, and praised: "Oh my God... Zhijun, you are too amazing!"

"It's nothing, it's just basic painting." Chen Zhijun said.

"I remember when we entered Qiyun, you said that you like music and art, you are a little humble. You are not only a master of music, but also a master of painting." Xiong Qingqing said.

Chen Zhijun was a little embarrassed by the praise, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "Ah...no, I'm actually just average."

"This is already extraordinary. In terms of art, you are definitely a genius." Xiong Qingqing continued to praise without hesitation.

Chen Zhijun couldn't restrain the smile on his face, and continued to hold Qin Yibin's hand to change the painting. After a while, Xiong Qingqing saw a lifelike beauty appear on the paper.

"Zhijun, why don't you just take a brush and draw by yourself? Why do you need Qin Yibin's hand?" Xiong Qingqing asked. "Doesn't Qin Yibin's identity card say that he has a talent for painting? I am helping him to better interpret his identity." Chen Zhijun said.

"Then can you draw one for me later? How about you draw me as a... very, very beautiful fairy?" Xiong Qingqing said.

Chen Zhijun laughed and said, "What kind of fairy do you want to become? Do you want to be painted like you are flying in the clouds and mist?"

"It's fine. I'll keep it in a safe place when you finish drawing this painting." Xiong Qingqing said.

"Well, okay, I'll help you draw in a while." Chen Zhijun said.

Wu Kexin watched the two of them interact and chat, but he could only sit aside and watch quietly. He could not make them hate his existence, so he remained silent.

After a while, the sky became darker, and a flash of lightning appeared in the sky, followed by thunder.

"It's going to rain." Chen Zhijun said, let go of Qin Yibin's hand, stood up,
Xiong Qingqing stood beside him, watching the raindrops hit the window.

"The rain is not light, and the thunderstorm should pass soon. Don't delay our business because of the weather." Chen Zhijun said again.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and after a while there were lightning flashes and thunder, and the windows were completely covered by the rain curtain, making it impossible to see the scene outside clearly.

Qin Yibin was still sitting blankly, looking at the painting in front of him, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a knock on the door, Wu Kexin was startled, and looked in the direction of the door.

"Is anyone home? It's me, I'm Guan Juncheng!"

Hearing Guan Juncheng's voice, Xiong Qingqing and Chen Zhijun looked at each other, and they came to the door together.

Xiong Qingqing held the doorknob, opened the door a crack, and saw that it was Guan Juncheng, so he opened the door completely.

Guan Juncheng's body was already drenched, he was still holding a box of milk in his hand, and asked with a smile: "You can just stay at home, sign for it."

He said, put down the milk and took out a receipt from his arms, and handed it to Chen Zhijun.

Xiong Qingqing looked out the door and said, "Brother, you should go inside and sit for a while, it's raining so hard outside, go out later, don't catch a cold."

"Eh, okay, thank you."

Guan Juncheng looked around the room, and because he didn't see Wang Bingqiao's figure, the brilliance in his eyes gradually disappeared.

After Chen Zhijun signed the receipt, he chuckled secretly and asked, "What's wrong? What are you looking for?"

"No, nothing."

Guan Juncheng was obviously a little nervous. He didn't sleep well last night, thinking about whether to send a message to "Momo", but every time he edited the content, he would delete it again. He struggled for a long time and did not send it out. .

Xiong Qingqing saw through his thoughts and said, "Uh, little brother, Momo is not at home today, she has gone out."

"She went out? It's raining so much outside, what did she do? Did she bring an umbrella?" Guan Juncheng asked.

"Don't worry, she brought it." Xiong Qingqing said.

"That's good, that's good." Guan Juncheng glanced out the window and asked again, "When will she come back?"

"This...I don't know either." Xiong Qingqing replied. (End of chapter)