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Qi Yun: "You..."
There was a hint of disbelief in his voice, a quiver, and a hint of lemon.
Lin Xun stared at him: "I seem to have advanced again."
Qi Yun: "You...!"
Qi Yun seemed to want to turn against him in the next second.
However, the reality did not give Qi Yun much time to brew jealousy and hatred, because Gao Dao moved and seemed to be about to wake up.
Lin Xun's eyes and hands were quick, and he sprinkled a little Madam Butterfly's psychedelic powder into the air, and then pulled up Qi Yun, whose face became even paler and haggard, and his essence was on the verge of collapse.
Gao Dao opened his eyes.
Gao Dao sat up from the floor.
There was a hint of confusion in Gao Dao's eyes.
Director Gao looked at them.
Right now, things are very clear, Gao Dao seems innocent.
"Director Gao." Lin Xun said, "You suddenly fainted just now. I was about to call 120, but you woke up again. I think you can do a brain CT if you have time."
Gao Liao looked at the assistant who was still in a coma: "Is he too?"
"He's not." Lin Xun said sincerely: "You knocked him unconscious when you passed out."
Gao Liao said blankly: "Oh."
"By the way, your props master." Lin Xun said, "He seems to have disappeared."
To be honest, he was a little flustered. The prop master turned into fly ash, doesn't it mean that he has human life on his back
No, that's not right. A few days ago, the little girl Lin Kexin was the same. He beat him to nothing. After he went back, he thought about it, and he felt as if he was carrying a life on his back, but after calling the Children's Hospital, the hospital said that there was indeed a little girl named Lin Kexin. Today, her condition is suddenly stable. After the observation period, maybe You can do the discharge procedure.
Gao Liao pressed his hand between his eyebrows and said, "I suddenly remembered something."
Lin Xun: "You speak."
"Prop master." Gao Liao said, "He asked for leave today."
-now it's right.
Monsters are parasitic in people's bodies, and when necessary, they can come out of the body and appear independently in the world, but in the final analysis, they all originate from someone's heart. Low-level monsters have no form, while high-level monsters, such as Lin Kexin and Item Master, all simulate the appearance of the host. In other words, monsters are like human demons. Today's prop master was wiped out under his hands, leaving no corpses. Gao Liao and his assistant, who were also attacked by spiritual power fluctuations, were unscathed, which showed that the prop master who was killed today was just a monster, not a real living person.
As for the real living props master...
How can it be a normal person who can attract such a high-level Nascent Soul stage demon possession.
Lin Xun backhandedly called Officer Cao.
When the call was made, Qi Yun just finished dealing with Director Gao and dragged him away.
Lin Xun always felt that Director Gao was staring at their backs. Forget it, he sympathized with a man who had lost his muse.
In the elevator, Qi Yun stared at him again with jealous and malicious eyes. However, because this person's facial features are too beautiful and his aura is too weak, he actually looks miserable, making Lin Xun laugh. He was about to mock Qi Yun for a few words when his phone rang, a reminder from WeChat.
It's from Senior Brother Chang Ji, who is probably finally sober from rushing to the thesis.
The chat records are vivid in his mind. He sent his brother seven or eight photos of Qi Yun not wearing a shirt, wearing demonic eye makeup, and playing the dream fish in the reef.
The brother's reply was very short, only one. In this one, there is only one symbol.
Chang Si:
A happy pointer: .
Chang Jing: What is he doing
A happy pointer: filming.
In reply, he realized that his wording was somewhat inappropriate, and immediately retracted it.
The brother seemed to be silent.
Lin Xun immediately remedied.
A happy pointer: movie audition, tried, we plan to go back. I'll take him back.
Chang Ji: No, I'll take it.
A happy pointer: Good.
Lin Xun happily placed the claimed Qi Yun in the lounge on the first floor: "Good, I'm leaving, wait for someone to pick it up."
Qi Yun did not speak.
Lin Xun: "Gao Liao seems to be a good person, you should rub him a few more movies."
Qi Yun still did not speak.
Not to mention pull down.
Lin Xun: "Goodbye. Don't worry, we use keyboards like this. Come on, don't put too much pressure on yourself."
Qi Yun said indifferently, "Goodbye."
Lin Xun turned around, he was watched by Qi Yun's jealous and hateful eyes, and he felt very happy.
Today is a very happy day, and the fight is also very happy, although I almost died, thinking back to that moment, it is really tingling.
However, he seems to really like this kind of challenging thing, especially when he wins his life in a way that is almost a gamble, and when the victory or defeat is reversed, he is as numb and comfortable as he is on the verge of death. It's the same as making a beautiful proof question.
He returned to the car, and there were a few young girls outside the car. They looked familiar. They should be fans of Qi Yun waiting to see him get off work. He ignored it and got into the car. Qi Yun's current state is really not suitable for being photographed, but senior brother should handle it well.
Afraid that the model of this car would be picked up, he didn't expect that there would be such a thing in Dongjun's garage.
The moment he thought of Dongjun, his heart suddenly jumped.
The joy of the rest of his life was long overdue, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
He is not unconcerned, and he is not someone who can die casually. For example, he temporarily owns Dongjun now, and he is gone when he dies.
If he died just now, it would be a great loss.
Lin Xun opened the chat with Dongjun and sent him a cute cat emoji.
A happy pointer: [expression]
A happy pointer: love you!
Then he leaned back in his chair relaxed, tired. This day, all the energy was consumed. The journey back was about an hour and a half. After Lin Xun told Luo his destination, he flattened the seat, closed his eyes and planned to rest for a while.
After this rest, I couldn't open my eyes.
When I woke up, I was still in the car, and the car was still moving.
Sitting in the passenger seat, he moved his eyes slightly to the left, and he saw the screen of the autopilot system. There was a cursor on the road map marking the current position, the arrow represented the direction of travel, and a blue mark in the distance represented the end point, or On the way back to the house.
The upper left corner of the screen is the version number, V2.0.1.
Lin Xun frowned. For some reason, he seemed to remember that the current version was 4.3.2.
But his body and movements didn't obey the brain's commands, his memory was also confused, and everything was illogical. He turned his head and looked to the left.
The man on the left wears a very simple black shirt with silver buttons. He was flipping through the folder, and a few strands of long hair fell and were brushed behind his ears again.
Dongjun, he silently recited these two words in his heart.
Lin Xun stretched out his hand and took the one below from the folder he was flipping through.
While flipping through the pages, he said, "A little bit of money?"
The man on the left gave a faint "um" and said, "Global promotion needs to be successful, but it is within control."
Lin Xun turned a few pages, and seemed to be lacking in interest, and closed it again: "Then I don't care."
Just listen to Dong Jun's familiar voice: "You don't need to worry about this."
He put the folder back and looked out the window.
Very familiar scenery, but it seems that it has not been this way for a long time. His essence is a little tired. He has been too busy these days and hasn't been home for a long time.
"There is no progress on 3.0 for the time being. There are a few questions that I've been wanting to talk to you about, but I don't have time."
Dongjun looked away from the document, looked at him, and said, "Just tonight."
"I don't really think about it tonight," he said, fiddling with the ornaments in the car. "I've lost my enthusiasm a bit recently and want to change direction."
Having said that, he finally got a little more refined and said, "I want to engage in artificial intelligence, in a broad sense. The Eagle's family is really mentally retarded, so the system for the mentally retarded has a global ownership rate of 55%. I I don't think so."
"But breakthroughs are really hard, bottlenecks. I'm thinking of other angles, or..."
Before he finished speaking, Dong Jun's phone rang, Lin Xun glanced at the screen, it was someone he didn't know.
He paused, a little lost, and said, "You take it first."
Dongjun answered the phone, and Lin Xun stopped talking, just quietly listened to him briefly giving a few orders, and then hung up.
This man is always busy.
Busy enough... Sometimes he doesn't even want to bother.
There was a vague unease in his heart, but he couldn't tell where it came from.
In the end, Lin Xunxiang stretched out his hand, with the meaning of testing, and seemed a little apprehensive, and went to cover the back of Dongjun's hand. Dong Jun took his hand back, hooked his fingers, and said, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Lin Xun said.
Dong Jundao: "If you want to do artificial intelligence, I will help you hand over the autopilot side."
"It's not that fast," Lin Xun smiled and paused again, "but it's fine to leave this project temporarily, I really have no inspiration recently. There are not many people in the team that I know, you transfer Jiang Yun abroad. Now, you're so annoying, he didn't tell me again..."
Without saying anything, he pulled his hand back.
But the wrist was clasped and attempted to withdraw.
He whispered: "You don't like me doing projects with other people, then you do it with me, and you don't have time."
Dongjun did not speak.
He looked at Dongjun and met Dongjun's gaze.
Just staring, no superfluous expressions. As if there were so many things in his field of vision, he could only see one.
But he was going to compete with Dongjun, and he had to take his hand out of this man's hand. The harder he tried, the more uncomfortable he felt. At a certain moment, he lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and turned his head away as if giving up on himself.
- He was so aggrieved that he woke up directly.
He didn't seem to wake up, still holding someone's hand.
Lin Xun opened his eyes.
He was grabbing Dong Jun's hand, Dong Jun was looking at him, his facial features were still so good-looking without a trace of human fireworks, an arm wrapped around his shoulder, as if he was trying to get him out of the car.
Coincidentally, he is also wearing a black shirt now, with a neatly tucked waist and silver buttons.
Lin Xun was in a trance at the time, and after three seconds, he realized that this person was not the dog in the dream, but a man.
So he stretched out his hand to make Dong Jun's movements go a little smoother. He wasn't fully awake, but felt quite comfortable when he was picked up, and rubbed Dong Jun's shoulder lightly with his cheek.
The treatment of men is naturally different from that of dogs.
Before he fell asleep, he also sent this person a "love you".