My elves are all African chieftains

This week has been an extremely difficult and boring time for Bai Jian.

Because there is no gaming equipment in the hospital, we can neither shoot videos nor broadcast live broadcasts.

Even like in the past, I chose to go downstairs and randomly pick up a coyote dog raised by the elders of the community. I couldn't even hold it in my arms and suck it.

It’s all because the Geely Egg didn’t want him to suck it!

In addition, I have to go to Lin Weiwei's office every day to rub her shoulders.

This was the condition agreed upon last time as "physical compensation".

All that is left is the body lying on the hospital bed.

Of course, these are not bad.

What makes Bai Jian feel most uncomfortable is that he is hospitalized, but the popularity of his account has increased instead of falling. Is this verified? ? !

The source of all this is because of a post I posted before:

"The live broadcast will be suspended for the next week and Seal will be hospitalized. Is fate starting to no longer favor Seal?! Seal Ball is crying.jpg"

Attached photo: hospital gown.

If someone else posted such a post, there would definitely be a series of concerns below, hoping he would recover soon.

But when it comes to Baijian:

"Hahaha, the seal has suffered. It's not in vain for me to pray day and night. It's all karma!"

"I just said let him eat more good food~ Hurry up and kill me, the prophet!"

"Arzeus has eyes! Today's outcome is won by our non-Emirati members!!!"

……

Most of the comments were made by some old African chieftains who were making wild mockery, and there was no trace of the way they used to call Bai Jian daddy in order to get their favorite Pokémon.

Facing such a cheerful comment section, Bai Jian could only find a little warmth in the comforting voice of a small group of clear streams.

Human feelings are warm and cold!

I stubbornly liked the comments one by one that wished me a speedy recovery.

Turning back to look at the fan signs held by the old African chiefs, Bai Jian felt resentful.

"Why are the brands of these old African chiefs so high-level! Sinai!"

He took out a small notebook and wrote down the names of the top fans one by one.

Bai Jian had already thought about it. When he helped them draw cards during the next live broadcast, he would "accidentally" draw the wrong card pool again!

"You old chiefs...I will remember this grudge!"

After memorizing it, his eyes glanced at a familiar name. Bai Jian's fingers trembled and he scratched it again with great care.

"Lin Weiwei, you are such a hot woman, we can't afford to offend you!"

……

Fortunately, Bai Jian finally got through such painful days.

Early this morning, Lin Weiwei bought Bai Jian a half-sleeved and shorts suit from a street stall outside the hospital according to the size of Bai Jian's hospital gown as his discharge gift.

A white shirt paired with black shorts is a classic look.

Fortunately, Bai Jian's appearance and temperament are both excellent, and he just looks like a fashion cover wearing street stall goods.

Otherwise... he would rather be discharged from the hospital wearing a hospital gown!

"I have already completed the discharge procedures for you. Come on, take your ghost with you and I will drive you back."

Lin Weiwei did not wear the hospital uniform today, but changed into casual clothes.

Some baggy white short-sleeved shirts and denim shorts, the perfect body curves were completely blocked by the shirt, leaving only a pair of slender white legs exposed to the air.

But Bai Jian didn't dare to look further.

A few days ago, he was lucky enough to see Lin Weiwei kicking away a Dongshi cat that had just evolved and lost control...

On the spot, Bai Jian shouted in his heart: "It's you! The humanoid female monster!!!"

Lin Weiwei seemed to be in a good mood today, humming a recently popular tune while walking.

"Sister Weiwei, how did you meet my mother?"

After hesitating for a long time, Bai Jian couldn't help but ask.

These days, he started to reminisce when he had nothing to do, but Lin Weiwei was not in his memory at all, which made him a little curious.

"Huh? Didn't Sister Zhang tell you?" Lin Weiwei paused slightly, turned around and smiled, and after thinking for a while, she said:

"You should be aware of the status of elf historians in this society."

"Hmm... quite tall."

Lin Weiwei's eyes were crooked, and she walked to Bai Jian with her hands behind her back.

"When I was in college, I was forced by my family to study with your mother at first. But my sister, I had no interest in running around in the wild. I ran around all day looking for various documents and statistics. , I am doing a watch, and my hair is falling out crazily every day, which is very torturous!

Later, Sister Zhang saw that I didn't have this ambition, and after chatting with me for a while, she was very happy to help me discuss it with my family, so I got the job I have now. "

Lin Weiwei finished speaking quite proudly. She turned her head and saw Bai Jian looking thoughtful.

"What's wrong? Are you infected by your sister's glorious deeds? Are you planning to take on the challenge of being a rebellious boy and stay away from the hair-loss profession of elf history?"

"what?"

Bai Jian raised his eyebrows and waved his hands repeatedly, "It's not that, it's not that, I'm quite interested in the history of elves, and the university has confirmed it and won't change it."

Seeing the young man's indifferent expression, Lin Weiwei hesitated for a moment and then smiled:

"That's right. You have a good foundation. Are you majoring in elf history at Jinling University? Are you going to follow the same path as your parents?"

"Almost...arriving!"

When they reached the negative level, the cold breath rushed toward the two of them crazily.

"Doctor Li, good morning."

Dr. Li, who was sleeping hard, opened his sleepy eyes, waved his hand randomly to Bai Jian, then lay down and went to sleep.

You can tell by the heavy dark circles under his eyes that he had another sleepless night yesterday.

Since I had already been here once, Baijian was familiar with the road this time and walked ahead according to the route in my memory.

The journey went smoothly, and there were no elf troubles. Only a cute dream monster poked his head out to look at Bai Jian curiously. After being discovered, he gave Bai Jian a grimace and went back.

The ghost-type Pokémon here are all good Pokémon who follow the rules and order.

Except for playing with Dr. Li at night, they would never take the initiative to scare strangers...except of course when someone makes trouble.

"Da da da……"

The sound of high heels hitting the floor tiles was a bit scary, a sign that something supernatural was about to happen.

Bai Jian couldn't help but look back at Lin Weiwei several times, always feeling that she did it on purpose.

But as soon as he turned around, Lin Weiwei immediately pretended to have an innocent expression, and it was hard for him to say anything...

Looking down at his toes, Bai Jian took a deep breath and silently recited "Prosperity, Democracy, Civilization and Harmony..."

Unfortunately, materialism doesn't work in the Pokémon world.

After walking around for a long time, Bai Jian finally arrived at Guisi's ward.

He touched Guisi's elf ball with his fingers and pushed open the door to the ward.

"Haju!~~"

As soon as he came in, he was greeted by Guisi's funny expression that wanted to scare people.

At this moment, Bai Jian was torn between pretending to be scared and facing ghosts calmly...

Finally, the young man stretched out his right hand with a gentle smile on his face.

"I'm here to take you home, Ghost."