In Holy Zone’s WeChat group chat, it’s 3:50 city time.
He Rongqing invited Jiugong to join the group.
Pure black profile picture, empty friend circle.
Little boy:? ?
Pangdun: Manager
He Rongqing: Our team’s coach, a god-level hacker.
Fang Jia: Could it be the Nine Palace God who was No. 1 on the list a few years ago?
He Rongqing: Yeah.
Qiao Qing: Welcome, great master, please give me more advice.
Fang Jie: Welcome, great master, please give me more advice.
Little boy: Welcome, great master, please take care of me.
Fatty: Welcome, great master, please give me more guidance.
Ninth Palace: You are welcome.
The short conversation ended in a flash.
In a uniquely designed, black and white room, a boy looked sideways at a young man.
"What are you doing?" Jiugong was frightened by his eyes, but he was still able to hold his own.
"Nothing." He Rongqing said calmly.
The two of them were speechless. In the end, Jiugong was defeated and decided to play a game with He Rongqing to test each other.
One is an e-sports master, and the other is a god-level hacker. They have evenly matched the results in the game.
A group of silly little cuties in the group were eating melon seeds and watching, all showing shocked expressions.
…
Mu Lin and the others played basketball for more than an hour, with halftime break.
He didn't dare to go to Gu Xiaoyou, so he could only walk next to Ji Xiangsi and glance at Ji Xiangsi's paintings with curious eyes.
"I asked you to come out to paint today, and I will pay you later." Ji Xiangsi spoke softly with a gentle smile on her arm.
After hearing this, Mu Lin stopped.
He stretched out his hand and waved it casually, indicating that he did not want her salary.
"Don't think I don't know you. Your paintings are priceless." Mu Lin raised his eyebrows in a sunny manner, "If I put this up for sale, I think it should be higher than the salary you gave me, auntie, right?? "
Knowing that he said these words on purpose, Ji Xiangsi could only give up, "Then I'll treat you to dinner."
"Okay." Mu Lin responded with a smile.
Not far away, Gu Xiaoyou was in despair, while Bai Xingwu snickered at the side.
Xu Mu couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness in his heart when he saw Mu Lin and Ji Xiangsi talking happily.
Not intending to disturb their conversation, she calmly took the painting off the drawing board.
Ji Xiangsi noticed it, turned sideways, bent slightly, and looked level with her eyes.
"Xiaomu, won't you show me your paintings?"
Listening to her sweet voice, which was as sweet as running water, Xu Mu couldn't help but feel a little lost.
Then, she smiled brightly, as happy as a child who got candy.
"promise."
Ji Xiangsi spread out her drawing paper, and a lifelike boy appeared on the paper.
A focused expression, a resolute face, tight and powerful arms, and a tendency to move forward.
That person is Mu Lin.
"Wow, Mumu, you are so awesome." Bai Xingwu and Gu Xiaoyou deliberately ran over to join in the fun.
"No, I took a peek at my aunt's painting while I was painting. I can only describe it as intoxicating."
“I almost can’t move my eyes!!”
Xu Mu flamboyantly put his hands in his eyes, and the hands circling his eyes kept moving forward and retracting.
When Mu Lin stood next to Ji Xiangsi, he could naturally see Xu Mu's paintings.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Xu Mu who was joking with Gu Xiaoyou and Bai Xingwu. The little girl really looked like his goddess when she smiled.
He thought that if he had not met Gu Xiaoyou, he would probably fall in love with this girl.
Petite and cute.
But he didn't expect that while he admired her, she also admired him.
There is an inexplicable joy for fans to be named by the goddess, blooming in their hearts like flowers.
(End of chapter)