Join the time traveler chat group, but I haven’t time travelled.

Chapter 38

Earth.

In the early morning, there was light rain falling from the sky.

After Su Qing got up, she realized that it had rained in the middle of the night last night.

The dry roads in the community outside were soaked, sweeping away the scorching heat of the past.

Su Qing stretched, and a crackling sound sounded.

Muscles and bones scream!

One punch weighs one thousand eight hundred kilograms!

"The feeling of gradually improving my strength is so refreshing!"

Human happiness comes from dopamine.

Su Qing, who entered the chat group and experienced the improvement in strength, has gradually separated from worldly enjoyment.

Money, fame, fortune, desire, and other low-level enjoyments are far incomparable to improving one's strength.

He is a noble person, a pure person, a moral person, and a person who has escaped from vulgar taste!

"Zhoucao, why have I become so hypocritical?"

"He must have been led astray by the group members."

Su Qing shook her head, feeling disgusted.

It's raining today, so I won't go for a run.

Wearing pajamas, he wandered out of the room and started to wash up.

After washing up, go into the kitchen to make breakfast.

Today he is going to make hand cakes!
Half an hour later, the golden and crispy hand pancakes came out of the oven.

When you take a bite, the sweet and sour sauce aroma, the aroma of tenderloin, and the refreshing aroma of lettuce burst into your mouth.

Hot, oily, and crunchy.

"really not bad."

After eating the hand cakes and drinking a glass of freshly brewed soy milk, it’s not too comfortable.

After cleaning the kitchen, I looked at the time and saw it was eight in the morning.

After Su Qing made a pot of tea, she sat on the sofa with her mobile phone.

"Hey, you actually sent me a dozen messages?"

Unlocking the phone screen, he discovered it.

After ten o'clock last night, my cousin Su Zihan, who had just become a friend, sent a series of messages.

"Brother Qing, you are popular! (Like)"

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"In just half a day, I got over [-] likes, over [-] comments, and [-] retweets."

"There are also many people who have sent me private messages asking for your contact information."

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"I only had 3 fans in two years after I started Douyin, and it increased to more than [-] in half a day. (Surprise)"

"Brother Qing, where are you? Why don't you reply? (Question)"

"Humph, bad brother Qing, you ignored me! (Bomb)"

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Su Qing: The expression of the old man on the subway looking at his cell phone.

"It's on fire? What's on fire?"

Since he started practicing, he has habitually muted his cell phone to avoid being disturbed.

At this time, I couldn't help but feel a little confused when I saw the message sent by my cousin.

Clicking on the video, Su Zihan's young and energetic face appeared in the camera, followed by her explanation:
'Today I went to a cousin's house with my father and my younger brother, and then visited his new house, Yunyun. '

'After eating a sumptuous lunch cooked by my cousin, I accidentally saw an ink painting hanging on the wall in the study. '

Then Su Qing's "Setting Sun Picture of the End of the World" appeared. The high-definition close-up video revealed an artistic conception of vastness, sadness, and despair.

At the same time, a sad BGM background music came from the video. The combination of the two brought the audio-visual effect to its peak.

"I see."

Only then did Su Qing understand what her cousin meant by 'hot'.

Among the screenshots she sent, there were screenshots of video data, screenshots of fans on her account, and screenshots of backend private messages.

Su Qing glanced at the private messages. Some studios asked her to join, some painting enthusiasts asked her to exchange experiences, and some people wanted to buy paintings and inquired about prices.In short, as Su Zihan said, Su Qing's paintings have become quite popular.

"Haha, this is really unintentional."

Su Qing shook his head, not too excited.

He clicked on the dialog box and replied: "I just got up and watched the video. It was a good shot."

"Why didn't I reply to so many messages I sent you yesterday? (Anger)"

Soon, Su Zihan replied.

"I went to bed early. I left my phone in the living room and didn't hear it."

Su Qing smiled lightly, the characters of these siblings are really interesting.

The boy who is supposed to be naughty is very quiet, but the sister who is supposed to be quiet is very naughty.

Su Zihan: "Going to bed so early? It was only ten ten when I sent the message. Are you living a retirement life in advance? (Surprised)"

Su Qing: "Don't worry about adults' affairs, little brats."

Su Zihan: "(Depreciation)"

Su Qing: "Okay, let's go and review our homework. We will be in our senior year of high school soon."

Su Zihan: "You are exactly what my dad said, you are so old-fashioned, huh. (Cracked)"

Su Qing: "I'm doing this for your own good. If you weren't my cousin, I wouldn't want to meddle in your own business."

Su Zihan: "Ah, yes, yes, you are right. (Dizzy)"

Su Qing: "I won't tell you more. Is your brother here?"

Su Zihan: "My dad took him out and he should be here. By the way, he sent me a private message asking for your contact information. Do I want to give it to them?"

Su Qing: "Ignore it, let the bullets fly for a while."

Su Zihan: "Okay, Brother Qing, if you sell the painting, you have to buy me a gift. (Bia Ya)"

Su Qing: "It's easy to say, your benefits will definitely be indispensable."

The two chatted for a few more words, and then there was a knock on the door.

Su Qing stood up and opened the door. It was her cousin Su Xiaolong and cousin Su Zichen who came outside.

"Ah Qing, I won't go in. Just let him go home later."

As soon as he opened the door, Su Xiaolong hurriedly finished speaking, turned around and left.

"Hey, Uncle Xiaolong, let Zichen have lunch here, and I'll take him back in the afternoon. It'll be fine."

Su Qing touched his cousin's head and called out to Xiaolong.

"Will this bother you too much?"

Su Xiaolong was a little embarrassed. Even if he taught painting for free, he still had to take care of lunch?

"It's okay. I have to cook for myself. It's just a matter of having an extra pair of chopsticks."

Su Qing waved his hand indifferently.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you, Ah Qing."

Su Xiaolong’s eyes flickered for a moment and then he nodded and agreed.

"Look, Uncle Xiaolong, you are being polite to me again."

"Okay, I have to go back to school, so I won't tell you any more."

"Then I won't delay you, go quickly."

After saying a few polite words, Su Xiaolong left in a hurry.

School was about to start, and he had to go back to school to prepare for work before school started.

After closing the door, Su Qing took Su Zichen into the study room and continued the unfinished lessons from yesterday.

Su Zichen was obedient throughout the whole process, which made Su Qing worry a lot.

Time passed, and I taught him for two hours in the morning, and then let him move around freely.

Su Qing went to the kitchen to cook, and after eating, Su Zichen took a nap for an hour.

After waking up from a nap, I continued to teach the basics of ink painting.

At 04:30 in the afternoon, Su Qing sent him back.

By practicing Taoism and superpowers at night, Su Qing's strength steadily improved.

No pressure, relax your body and mind, and enjoy a plain and quiet life.

Everything is great!
(End of this chapter)