At noon, Internet cafe.
Why not endure the thick smell of smoke in the air, quickly tap on the keyboard with both hands, and then shake the mouse to click.
no…
nor...
She squinted her eyes and looked one by one. She had been searching for nearly an hour, but she still couldn't find it.
Where is he posting his works at this time
Looking up and thinking about it, why not type a few words in the search bar and press Enter.
This idiot doesn't even know how to advertise, and he has to look for it for so long deliberately, drawing a picture of a fart.
The sound of clacking keyboards and bursts of shouting made her frown.
If you can't find it, you can only find a way to meet it by chance...
Finally, when the computer showed that the balance was insufficient, He Wu suddenly relaxed his brows, showing a hint of joy.
The forest is dense.
This screen name is not unique, but he can draw, and he can draw well. He is the only person who accepts orders online with this name.
He took out his mobile phone and added friends according to the number on the webpage. Why not heaved a sigh of relief, closed the webpage, got up and left.
…
In the afternoon, most of the sun had set, and only half of the head was exposed, staining the sky with a blush.
Qin Guanglin put down his brush and stretched, stood up and took two steps back to look at the work he had just completed.
not bad.
He nodded in satisfaction, packed his tools and went to the bathroom to wash off the paint on his body.
It will take a long time for the painting to dry. After washing his hands, Qin Guanglin went to the kitchen to find a piece of steamed bun, and took out the sweet noodle sauce from the refrigerator to wipe it on. While chewing on it, he went back to the bedroom. He took his mobile phone from the bed to take a picture of the work.
Lost
He clicked on the flashing friend information, glanced at it, agreed to add, and pressed the keyboard to say hello.
"Hello."
After the greeting, click on the memo, which contains his prepared words, 800 single works, 3,000 without signature, characters, scenery...
copy.
paste.
When he was about to send it, he paused for a moment, then went back to add information and took another look, but there was nothing on it.
Is this product a customer
Qin Guanglin struggled for a while, the news that he was lost and waiting to return had been sent.
"Hello, nice to meet you."
…
Lin Musensen: "It's nice to meet you too, who are you?"
Why not look at the news on the phone and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
who am i
She looked down at the straw paper on the table, on which were densely drawn tree diagrams, most of which had been crossed out with a red pen, leaving only a few branches.
The first step begins...
Why not turn the pen in his hand twice, and instead of rushing to reply to the message, he drew another line on the paper, then raised his head and thought for a moment before pressing the keyboard to reply.
"I added it to the alumni list in the same city. Make friends."
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To make friends
Qin Guanglin frowned and stuffed the last bite of steamed bun into his mouth, feeling a little bewildered.
It has been two years since I graduated, and there is such a thing as alumni recording in the same city? never heard of that.
Just as he was about to continue asking, he snapped his fingers and deleted the typed words.
"Okay, let's make friends."
Just hand it over, maybe it's a potential customer.
After reading this, go back and look at the beginning. It feels a little subtle~
(end of this chapter)