Quick travel: after being possessed by the monster system

Zhuo Jiayi was stupid, motionless, and even his breathing disappeared.

His heart was beating hard. Although he didn't know why he was like this, he liked it so much.

I like it better than all the previous posts.

Lin Qing exited and saw Zhuo Jiayi looking silly and happy, unable to hold back her laughter.

"Like it?" Lin Qingming asked knowingly.

He saw Zhuo Jiayi nodding hurriedly and extending his palm to the place where he was kissed.

Le's eyes narrowed into slits.

"Then let's go out. If Jiayi is not afraid of strangers, how about we do this again when we come back?" Lin Qing chose to hang a fish bait in front of Zhuo Jiayi to tempt him.

When Zhuo Jiayi heard that he could still do this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He took the initiative to eat the bait and couldn't wait to pull Lin Qing's sleeve, "Let's go."

The anxious look made Lin Qing wonder if he should have taken this trick from the beginning.

When I asked him to go out before, he looked so pitiful that he even burst into tears because he didn't want to go out.

Now that I have some sweetness, it is almost like installing a small motor. I can’t wait to go out now. I am completely different from 10 minutes ago.

But what he did did reassured Lin Qing that she knew how to control Zhuo Jiayi to be obedient.

Regarding Jiayi, Lin Qing couldn't use strong methods. Since hard methods were not enough, then he would use soft methods.

"Jiayi, we will go to the car later. Jiang He will be there too. We Jiayi are not afraid, we are the most powerful."

"When there are many people at the art exhibition, if Jiayi is afraid, just hook my little finger." Lin Qing demonstrated by hooking his fingers with both hands.

Zhuo Jiayi nodded obediently.

Then when no one was around, Lin Qing gave Zhuo Jiayi a quick kiss on the other cheek.

I got one from the silly Zhuo Jiayi.

When Lin Qing brought Zhuo Jiayi to the car, he had not yet recovered from his blissful mood.

Jiang He was sitting in the passenger seat, flipping through his phone.

Zhuo Jiayi saw Jiang He at this time. Although he was still uncomfortable, he was more happy than afraid and dared to look at people.

If Zhuo Jiayi was allowed to sit in the back alone, he would definitely be unwilling, so Lin Qing had to ask Jiang He to sit in the back and put Zhuo Jiayi in the co-pilot.

The art exhibition we are going to this time is a personal exhibition held by a 30-year-old painter Igu. This young painter is not famous, but he has his own unique painting style.

Iya's paintings have always been of a kind that makes people love him for life and want him to die, but people who like him think he is a master and a genius.

For those who don't like his style of painting, they may think that he insults painting, and he has the nerve to call paintings that have no discernible meaning.

Others are quite controversial about him.

Therefore, he chose to hold his painting exhibition in a suburb where there is not much traffic. Basically, the only people willing to go there are fans who like his paintings and come here to admire them.

There are also some businessmen who want to study the commercial aspects of his paintings.

The effects of investing before a painter is completely famous and investing after he becomes famous are definitely very different.

For wealthy people, gambling on paintings is also a low-risk and high-profit investment.

"Jiang He, what do you think about Master Igu's painting this time?" Lin Qing looked back at Jiang He while waiting for the traffic light.

Jiang He put away his phone and expressed his opinion, "I think Mr. Iya's paintings are mainly weird and uncanny. Each painting has a sense of horror at first glance, but if you look closely, it is You can also read different things.”

"The sense of desolation in his paintings is amazing, and the mystery and uniqueness in his paintings are difficult to imitate."

After listening to Jiang He's words, Lin Qing was a little surprised, "Very few people know about Master Igu's paintings. Jiang He, you can actually say so much. It's amazing."

Jiang He smiled sheepishly, "No, today you said that I would go to this art exhibition to see Master Igu's paintings. I just used my mobile phone to search some of his previous works and analyzed them. I also have to thank you for this." With the development of the Internet, otherwise I wouldn’t even know who Master Igu is.”

"I think you are quite talented in art. When normal people look at his paintings, they are basically more derogatory, but you can see so many things. It shows that you are the material."

If those insights were from Jiang He's heart and not borrowed from somewhere, Lin Qing really felt that she had talent in this area, but it was a pity that she did not take the right path.

After listening to Lin Qing's words, Jiang He's face froze, and he slowly lowered his head. When he raised his head again, he had that pretended gentle smile again.

She always told people half-truths, saying she liked design, but her real interest before was sculpture.

Sculpture also requires artistic talent. She originally had some superficial knowledge of painting, but now she just used it to show off.

"I just have a little knowledge. It would be ridiculous to say that I am that material." Jiang He said modestly.

Zhuo Jiayi didn't speak much after getting in the car. He only answered when Lin Qing asked.

Sitting quietly in the passenger seat.

But seeing Lin Qing talking to Jiang He behind him, he tugged on Lin Qing's sleeves with his aggrieved hand.

"What's wrong?" Lin Qing turned her head and asked.

Seeing Lin Qing's attention falling on him, Zhuo Jiayi's slight discomfort dissipated and he grinned stupidly.

"Qingqing, don't talk." Zhuo Jiayi didn't want to talk in the car, and he didn't want Lin Qing to talk to others.

Lin Qing was startled for a moment, then a smile flashed in his eyes, "Okay."

The corners of Zhuo Jiayi's mouth curved slightly, happy that Lin Qing was obedient.

When they got to the place and saw so many people outside, Zhuo Jiayi huddled on the passenger seat and did not dare to get out of the car.

Lin Qing had no choice but to let Jiang He go in first, and they would meet in the lobby later.

After Jiang He left, Lin Qing knelt down in front of the car door and patiently coaxed Zhuo Jiayi.

She knew that this was a difficult start for Zhuo Jiayi, but as long as he could take the first step, the road ahead would be much easier.

"Jiayi, look at me, don't be afraid, you don't have to look at those people, just look at me."

"We, Jiayi, are the most obedient and brave, and we won't let Qingqing down, right?"

"If you bury your head like this, Panpan will laugh at you. From now on, I will only bring Panpan out, not you."

Zhuo Jiayi slowly poked his head out, looked at Lin Qing, and said angrily, "Don't take Panpan, Panpan is not good, Jiayi will be obedient."

Seeing Zhuo Jiayi's reaction, Lin Qing felt relieved. It was too difficult for him to take the first step.

He was coaxed out of the house, and now he was coaxed out of the car. When he was in a place with people, she had to think of new tricks to coax him.

"Since Jiayi is good, then you hold my hand and we get off the car."

"From now on, I will only bring Jiayi out, and I will keep Panpan at home and won't let her out."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand. Under her expectant gaze, Zhuo Jiayi held Lin Qing's small hand with his big hand.

Clenched to death!

Tentatively, he stepped out with one foot.

Under Lin Qing's encouraging gesture, the other foot also moved out.

When he stood up and faced Lin Qing face to face, he smiled brightly as if he had completed a difficult task.

Lin Qing also laughed. She knew that Jiayi could do it and he did not disappoint her.

When the two of them held hands and officially headed to a crowded place.

Lin Qing still warned uneasily, "Jiayi, when you are nervous, just hook my little finger. This way I know you are uncomfortable, and we can rest for a while before setting off."

Zhuo Jiayi said nothing, but he took a step forward and told Lin Qing with his heartbeat that he understood.

When he passed the first person, his nervous palms were sweating.