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Luo Hai increased his tone and said: "Come here!"

Yu Guang then left slowly, looking back at Jiang Chijing one step at a time.

Oops.

Jiang Chijing suddenly thought of a question, his pseudo idol won't last long, and Yu Guang will soon discover that he is different from the online go.

And if Yu Guang knew that Zheng Mingyi was go...

Although Jiang Chijing didn’t want to admit it, Zheng Mingyi’s appearance and mind are both good at picking “1” from a thousand miles, plus God’s own idol halo, won’t Yu Guang be fascinated by Zheng Mingyi at that time Unwanted?

Jiang Chijing couldn't help but fell into deep thought. For the sake of the big brother Luo Hai, he felt that it was necessary to get a vaccination in advance.

This afternoon, Zheng Mingyi came to the library as usual, but unlike usual, there were no other prisoners in the library except him today.

The huge library is empty, and anyone who looks at it will feel a little abnormal.

"Are the prisoners active today?" Jiang Chijing asked.

"I haven't heard."

Zheng Mingyi was still sitting in the first row by the window, and the two sat facing each other, with a distance of 35 meters between them.

Normally Zheng Mingyi would sit next to Jiang Chijing when there were no other people in the library. Now that the two of them talk so far apart, Jiang Chijing is still a little uncomfortable.

"Ask you something." Jiang Chijing said.

"Is it related to Go?" Zheng Mingyi said.

A Go game suddenly appeared in the dialogue. Jiang Chijing was stunned to react. Go is equivalent to go. Zheng Mingyi is talking about the forum in a different way.

This really resembles Zheng Mingyi's style of playing games. He has to bend around everything, depending on whether you can react immediately.

If you fail to react, you may be ridiculed and cute again.

"Not relevant." Jiang Chijing said, "I wanted to ask if you like younger than you?"

Such a question may be more appropriate with an affectionate style of painting, but Jiang Chijing's tone is very calm, like a psychological test, no matter what Zheng Mingyi answers, it will not affect his mood.

Zheng Mingyi tilted his head and thought for a moment, then asked, "Aren't you the same age as me?"

Jiang Chijing suddenly felt a little strange, how could Zheng Mingyi know his age? But after thinking about it, it wouldn't be a fuss to find a prison guard to know anything you can ask.

"I'm not talking about me." Jiang Chijing said, "I mean your little brother, he just turned nineteen years old not long."

"You mean A Guang?" Zheng Mingyi asked amusedly, "Isn't that your little brother?"

Zheng Mingyi's second gameplay method is to pretend to be confused.

Jiang Chijing said leisurely: "Well, I will tell him who is his true idol."

This trick really worked. Zheng Mingyi quickly converged on his joking expression and asked in a normal tone: "What's wrong with him?"

"He is very enthusiastic about you." Jiang Chijing paused, "but to be precise, it's your vest."

"You mean he treats you—"

Before Zheng Mingyi had finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps at the door of the library. Jiang Chijing looked at it, and saw seven or eight tall prisoners coming in from outside, all faces who would not usually come to the library.

After entering the library, these people kicked the tables and chairs casually, sat down in the first few rows with a grin, and looked straight at Jiang Chijing.

It wasn't until the last person walked into the library that Jiang Chijing understood what had happened.

It's the old nine.

He should have spoken out to the outside world, not wanting other prisoners to come to the library, and then he led the way and broke in mightily and went to Jiang Chijing's site to run wild.

"Good noon, Officer Jiang." Lao Jiu hooked up a chair with his feet and sat down opposite the desk. The legs of the chair slid across the ground, making a harsh sound.

"Are you busy?" Jiang Chijing said coldly.

"Is there anything else, come here to learn." Old Jiu turned his head, looked around with a novel look, and then said to Zheng Mingyi, "Oh, your horse is here."

Jiang Chijing also didn't expect that the Strawberry matter actually made Zheng Mingyi sit down.

This is really strange, I don't know if this big fierce 1 will feel wronged.

Jiang Chijing glanced at Zheng Mingyi subconsciously, only to see Zheng Mingyi stood up suddenly and walked to Lao Jiu blankly.

Lao Jiu's expression was obviously frozen, his upper body leaned in the opposite direction of Zheng Mingyi, and he asked vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

"A good dog does not stand in the way." Zheng Mingyi lowered his eyes and looked down at Old Jiu Dao.

To be honest, Zheng Mingyi looked down at people and looked a little scary.

Because Jiang Chijing knew that Zheng Mingyi would only show this look when he was serious, just like when he asked if he could tear off Jiang Chijing's uniform last time, his eyes were so obscure, indicating that there was something in his mind. Such a crazy idea.

But Lao Jiu obviously did not receive this dangerous signal. He pointed his finger around and said: "This library is so wide, you **** have to look in front of me—"

Lao Jiu's words were interrupted by a "zi La", it was the harsh sound of the chair legs rubbing against the ground, and then Lao Jiu's center of gravity was unstable, and he shook his body, and then fell to the ground with a "cang-dang" sound.

Zheng Mingyi directly kicked the chair where Lao Jiu was sitting one meter away, but Lao Jiu couldn't stop her momentum because of inertia and fell down with the chair.

The younger brothers of Old Nine stood up immediately, staring at Zheng Mingyi fiercely, and there was a lot of noise in the library.

Zheng Mingyi stepped over Laojiu without anyone else, walked into the work area, sat down beside Jiang Chijing, and then indifferently scanned the people standing on the opposite side.

His unhurried appearance seemed to say: To move him, first see if you have this capability.

Jiang Chijing turned his head and looked at Zheng Mingyi, who was close at hand. It was the first time that he found Zheng Mingyi's profile face to see that the laws of heaven couldn't tolerate it.

Although it was a bit inappropriate in this tense atmosphere, Jiang Chijing couldn't help but think of it.

Damn, how could Zheng Mingyi, a dog man, be so handsome.

At this time, it depends on whether these little brothers value their brothers' loyalty more or their own interests.

Of course, you have to see if the old man has a conscience, and whether he will use his brother's future to satisfy his selfish desires.

Judging from the current situation, Jiang Chijing speculates that there is a high probability that it will not.

The contradiction between him and Lao Jiu is not a deep hatred, it is not guilty of taking the future of so many people into it for this little thing. Lao Jiu was able to sit in the second-in-command position in Xu Sheng's faction, not entirely because he dared to fight, he still had some brains.

The matter of fighting Yi is nothing more than pondering the enemy's mind. Jiang Chijing guessed that Lao Jiu's purpose was not to cause trouble, but he still took up the walkie-talkie to deter.

Because the game will also happen unexpectedly, if Lao Jiu suddenly can't think of trying to fight him to death, the walkie-talkie can at least give him a tranquilizer.

Facts proved that Jiang Chijing's speculation was correct. After being helped by the younger brother, Lao Jiu stopped the aggressive younger brother with his hands and said, "It's okay, sit back."

Jiang Chijing also set up the walkie-talkie on the desk, as if it were a warning sign to warn Lao Jiu of the consequences of the trouble.

However, Jiang Chijing analyzed that Lao Jiu would not cause trouble, but he still failed to analyze the true purpose of Lao Jiu's coming here.

He thought that Lao Jiu brought a group of people over to leave behind a few provocative words to save face and then walk away, but in fact, Lao Jiu didn’t even say provocative words, just sitting with a group of younger brothers. Together, staring at Jiang Chijing motionlessly.

Being stared at by a group of people at the same time is extremely creepy, not to mention that these people have no expressions on their faces, just like puppets, looking at you lifelessly.

Among them, only Old Jiu had a good-looking expression on his face, obviously looking forward to how Jiang Chijing would react.

"Do you want to blind them?" Zheng Mingyi asked, turning his head.

Of course it is impossible to poke a blind eye, but Zheng Mingyi will ask this, which shows that he is also a little irritable.

"It's okay." Jiang Chijing said, "wait for them to see."

Having said that, Jiang Chijing is actually not much better than Zheng Mingyi.

None of these prisoners were making noise, and Jiang Chijing had no reason to drive them away. It's not a big deal to say that they didn't read a book in the library. They could just go to the shelf and grab a book at random.

"I don't like them staring at you." Zheng Mingyi turned his gaze blankly to look at the puppets on the opposite side, and his cold tone could tell that he was really upset.

Jiang Chijing turned his head and glanced at Zheng Mingyi.

I have to admit that when you are targeted by a group of people, it feels really good to have someone by your side to stand up for you.

He suddenly became less irritable. He raised his hand on the back of Zheng Mingyi's hand, patted it lightly, and said, "It doesn't get in the way. The beautiful things are for everyone to appreciate."

"A beautiful thing?" Zheng Mingyi turned his head to look at Xiang Jiang Chijing, with a trace of puzzlement in his expression.

"I mean my prosperous beauty." Jiang Chijing smiled self-consciously after speaking, and took his hand from the back of Zheng Mingyi's hand.

He originally thought that this joke could score at least 90 points, but the people next to him still didn't react at all. He turned his head and looked at it again, and it happened to meet Zheng Mingyi's eyes looking straight at him.

"Why, isn't it funny?" Jiang Chijing asked.

"No." Zheng Mingyi looked at Jiang Chijing and said, "You are the beauty of the prosperous age, what about me?"

Jiang Chijing didn't expect Zheng Mingyi to continue. He pretended to think about it, and said, "You are just a little bit close."

"Where is the difference?" Zheng Mingyi raised his eyebrows and asked more seriously.

"Yeah—" Jiang Chijing touched his chin with his hand, and looked up and down Zheng Mingyi.

To be honest, Jiang Chijing felt that Zheng Mingyi's appearance was not bad at all, but his style was different. If he is the harmless and delicate type of the big brother next door, then Zheng Mingyi is a **** plumber who comes to repair, and makes people involuntarily want to happen to him something indescribable.

Wait, it's not right, it's not like that, he didn't.

His thoughts drifted in a strange direction again. In order to avoid this dangerous answer, Jiang Chijing had to choose another answer with a guilty conscience: "You look better in a suit."

However, as soon as he said this, Jiang Chijing felt that something was wrong.

Compared with **** plumbers, social elites in suits are indeed much safer. But he didn't want to praise Zheng Mingyi at first, just to compromise the dangerous answer, and it turned out to be such a straightforward compliment.

—Where is the difference?

—It looks better in a suit.

It means that there is no difference, as long as you wear a suit, it is perfect.

"A suit?" Zheng Mingyi looked down at the prison uniform on his body, then looked back at Jiang Chi Jingdao, "I will show it to you later."

Having said that, he paused, and added: "I will show it to you in private."

Hearing this, Jiang Chijing's heart immediately came up with an idea, why do you want to wear a suit in private?

Suits are of course worn for formal occasions. If they are worn privately to someone, and analyzed by Jiang Chijing's brain filled with yellow waste, it can only serve one purpose-to take it off.

I took it off so that only the tie was left, grabbed the tie and pulled the person over...