The cannon fodder of quick time travel loves jumping

Chapter 247 Vacation World. (twenty four)

After Qiao Zhen received the invitation letter, she finished all the recent work. She took care of Ming Li as usual, but the work took time, so the time she spent with Ming Li was shortened sharply. Fortunately, Ming Li was sensible and caring.

"Li Li, I'm going on a business trip for a month, do you want to be obedient and know?" Qiao Zhen packed her clothes and some cosmetics and put them in the suitcase in an orderly manner.

Ming Li sat cross-legged on Qiao Zhen's bed, her eyes followed Qiao Zhen, "Where are you going?"

"The capital of country M." Qiao Zhen felt Ming Li's hot gaze, looked at him amusedly, raised his hand and rubbed his head, pretending to tease him, "If it goes well this time, I might quit my job here .”

Ming Li nodded thoughtfully, "You work hard, and I will take care of myself. You have your wings and a place you want to fly to. When I grow up, I will fly to you. "

Qiao Zhen smiled helplessly, "Which novel did you read this...?"

Ming Li's fair cheeks turned slightly red for an instant, and he said with some embarrassment: "I saw it from the copywriting of "Good Morning, Dear Xu." His tone was a little hasty, "Although the words were learned from the copywriting Yes, but my heart is true!"

He didn't want to experience the loneliness of thousands of years again.He and Qiao Zhen are both from the heavens, from the same plane, so just accept your true thoughts frankly.As for being well-matched, he doesn't care, otherwise he may be single for the rest of his life.After all, his status in the heavens is beyond the reach of everyone.

"Okay, okay, it's true." She checked the clothes and cosmetics in the suitcase, "I really hope that when I come back, I can see that you have moved on."

Hearing what she said, Ming Li was a little annoyed, and he retorted: "If there was no age gap between us, would you be with me?"

Qiao Zhen shrugged, she was not interested in such unnecessary assumptions. "Who knows."

At three o'clock in the morning, Qiao Zhen got up lightly and took her suitcase to country M.

Ming Li slept relatively lightly, even though Joe really moved very lightly, he still woke up because of the rustling sound, he heard the sound of the door and the door frame being locked, and whispered: "Come back early. "

Of course, Joe really couldn't hear.

Ming Li also started to work on his own affairs.

His confidant Woka is still very efficient, and he got Mingli's specific location in just three days. Just when Mingli lost his patience, Woka finally joined the kindergarten teacher team.

Woka and Mingli sat on the orange bench in the kindergarten, and the two stared at each other.

Ming Li was a little helpless, so he could only break the calm first, "As you can see." He was silent for a while, and then asked, "How is the situation over there?"

Woka looked at Ming Li with burning eyes, "Bobobobosi! How did you become like this?"

Ming Li's pretty eyebrows twitched together, "People in the Vitor family use forbidden techniques. As for what kind of forbidden technique, you still need to send someone to infiltrate Vitor's house to inquire, and I will give you a month. If I remain like this, you will know the consequences."

If these words came out of Ming Zhao's sharp eyes, or his thin lips that were cut like a knife, it would be very powerful.But it was unimaginable to say it from the mouth of a three-year-old named Ming Li.

Woka didn't dare to make a fuss about Ming Li, after all, he knew too well how terrifying his boss was, even if Ming Zhao was tricked into pretending to be a child in the kindergarten and changed his name to Ming Li, he didn't dare to be ashamed.

Mingli's recent kindergarten life has been much easier because of Woka's arrival. He no longer needs to pile up sand with those little bean diced, and deceive himself that it is such a weird ritual of roasting thighs and then drooling.

Qiao Zhen's competition in Country M went very smoothly. After all, they were all pillar designers sent by well-known companies, with various ideas and concepts, which made Qiao Zhen, a free-wheeling person, feel a lot of pressure.

I don't know if it's luck or something, Qiao Zhen happened to see a park bench when she was walking in the park, she burst into inspiration in an instant, she immediately took out the easel and paintbrush from her backpack, and put all the ideas in her mind Jump off the paper. "It's a bit monotonous..."

Simple style.

Just after she revised it, three hours later, she put away the easel, paper and pen, and was about to leave with her bag on her back, when she saw an old man who had a heart attack and was holding on to the chair while breathing heavily. .Qiao Zhen immediately ran over to help the old man, "Are you okay?"

"The medicine...the medicine is in the pocket..." The old man reminded Qiao Zhen with a very difficult word.

Qiao Zhen reached into the old man's pocket and took out two medicine bottles. She looked at the foreign language above, poured out a few pills from one of the medicine bottles, put them in the old man's mouth, and took out mineral water from her backpack and handed them to the old man. past. "How is it? Is your condition any better?"

The old man's breathing gradually calmed down, "I'm sorry, I've got an old problem, did it scare you?"

Qiao Zhen helped the old man to sit on the bench, "It's okay." She pretended to be relaxed and said, "It would be scary if you didn't bring the medicine with you."

The old man looked at the easel behind Qiao Zhen, "Are you a painter?"

Qiao Zhen shook his head, "No, I'm a designer. I had a sudden inspiration before, so I started drawing next to it. Coincidentally, I saw you just when I was about to leave."

The old man asked her, "Do you know who I am?"

Qiao Zhen tilted his head, his head was full of question marks, "Are you Mo Ruotuo?"

The old man clapped his palms on his knees a few times, "Do you think I look like me? I'm not Moroto."

Qiao Zhen stood up and patted the wrinkles on the clothes, "Is it important who is it? Well, it's already eight o'clock, you must know that it is very dangerous for me to be outside as a girl, do you need me to take you back? "

The old man smiled and shook his head, "My child should come to pick me up."

"Then I'll leave first." Qiao Zhen waved to the old man and left with her backpack on her back.

The old man looked at the easel that Qiao Zhen had left on the bench, and looked wretchedly at the emptiness around him. He secretly opened the drawing paper and looked at Qiao Zhen's works. There were decimals such as 0.7 or 0.8 beside the works.

But it is undeniable that the style designed by Qiao Zhen is very popular among young people today.There are also anime characters designed by herself on her artwork, and her style of painting is also very distinctive.

Probably a draft drawing.

After Qiao Zhen went back, she realized that her design draft had been left in the park. She immediately took a taxi to the park, but found that the old man and the easel were gone, so she had to go back annoyed.There is no other way but to hope that we can meet that old man in the park tomorrow.

Qiao Zhen was still in the park at five o'clock the next day to complete the design she hadn't finished yesterday, and the old man also went to the park at seven or eight o'clock. "Hello, madam, your easel and work were left here yesterday."

Qiao Zhen took the easel, "Thank you." She nodded and continued to draw on the drawing paper.

The old man stood behind her while she was painting, "Ma'am, I’m sorry, I flipped through your work yesterday. I have a question, what do the 0.7 and 0.8 next to the work mean?"

Qiao Zhen smiled calmly, she turned to look at the old man, and replied: "It means the degree of completion, I have a standard for every work in my heart."

　Thank you [book friend 160409130351165] [9798sama] [good waste] tickets, and [good waste] monthly pass.

　　(I checked my sense of smell, it's the smell of a monthly pass.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)