Weird Gacha Machine

Returning to City B a few days after the Chinese New Year, Song Qingqiao started running around again, still at the hospital and at home.It seemed that his vacation was only for less than two weeks.

When Song Xiangyi left, he didn't go to see him off.It was Yin Mu and Lu Hengliang who went there.

"I think maybe Zhisui will come back after graduation." Song Xiangyi said so.

Lu Hengliang didn't make any response, just nodded slightly.I don't know if this is good news for him.

"Song Qingqiao will be counting on you first." He smiled and looked at Yin Mu.

"Actually, I have something to ask you." Yin Mu thought for a long time, from the time he was on the way to the airport until now, he was struggling to ask whether he should ask, "Can we talk alone?"

The two walked outside the airport together. It was still very cold, and there were very few people in the smoking area.

"Do you know about Song Qingqiao's illness?" Yin Mu lit a cigarette, trying to make himself look calmer.

Song Xiangyi nodded and gave a muffled "hmm".

"When?"

"The year I went abroad."

Is it because of you?This sentence is stuck in my throat, and I always feel that if I ask it, something terrible will be involved.

After a moment of silence, when the smoke was half-burned, Song Xiangyi said, "He has a hurdle in his heart, and he can't get over it."

Then he looked at Yin Mu with a smile: "For our family, that is a hurdle, so don't force him too much."

Yin Mu understood, maybe it's not the time to make it public, even Xu Huang couldn't explain what happened to their family at that time, so why would he tell him so casually.

It is difficult to identify a person. Many people doubt, are uncertain, and waver when they meet each other. Compared with the shelf life of the relationship between two people, it is extremely short.Even if you say now that you have identified him, the probability of turning your face and denying him is still very high.That's why there are so many regrets in the world, which cannot be loved.

Don't say too early, since now is not the time, just wait until enough time is enough.

"How is Miss Zeng?" Yin Mu gave Song Qingqiao a big hug when he just arrived home.

"Very good, she likes the new tableware very much." The new set of tableware was bought at the Xitie Art Museum before they left P City. An unknown artist may not have thought of this set of extremely unique pottery art. Items will be bought.

"School will start tomorrow." Yin Mu has to be busy after school starts, and there are still a lot of things to do after graduation.

"Yeah, my picture book proof is coming out soon."

"real!?"

"Maybe at the end of the month."

What a great kid!

Yin Mu met Xu Huang the next day and told him the good news. The deep meaning was to make Brother Huang remember to help flush sales.

Brother Huang said at that time: "Boss Yin, you don't trust Brother Qiao too much."

"I've always wanted to ask, why do you always have a mysterious confidence in him?"

"Confident confidence!? That's not right. I said that you can spend time with him all day long. When we were studying, we used to gather less and leave more, and we would cry when we talked too much."

When Song Qingqiao was studying, her grades were quite satisfactory, and she never dozed off in class, but she had to ask for leave every few days.Teacher, it is natural that you place more emphasis on learning. If you engage in art, it can be regarded as a hobby at most. You can participate in competitions, but it cannot affect the normal course work.Later, Deputy Commander Song went to the school to have an interview with the teacher. As for how the interview took place, no one knew. From then on, it was considered lucky to be able to see Song Qingqiao for three days in five days a week.I can't see him on weekends, and I don't know where to look for someone.After entering high school, the situation still did not converge. It was not until the third year of high school that I attended full attendance for a semester. One leg stepped into the Academy of Fine Arts, and the other leg still had to keep up.Song Qingqiao didn't have any contact with her classmates, and didn't need anyone except Lu Hengliang, who was so focused on how to get into B University that he didn't care too much about him.

"What's the matter with you getting together less and leaving more?" Yin Mu felt that brother Huang was just talking nonsense, did he not stay enough after 18 years?

"Why can't I tell you why I can't understand, Brother Qiao, he is an art competition and has to participate if he meets the requirements. He has won awards, big and small, and there are one or two cabinets at home. This is the source of self-confidence."

"Then I haven't looked at him now..." How busy.

"The current ease of use is all accumulated in the past, don't you know?"

Yin Mu suddenly felt that he was wasting Song Qingqiao's time.Damn, I'm busy too!Write a thesis, write a report, graduate defense!A lot of things are ok!

According to brother Huang, Song Qingqiao is indeed an orphan who doesn't get along very much.The orphan refers to a child who is alone and withdrawn.It can be seen from Yin Mu accompanying him to class that he missed more than half of the classes in a semester, and the classmates may not even know that he is a member of this class.When you see him on the road, you may think "wow, there is such a person in our school", and then it is difficult to have the opportunity to meet him again, which makes you have to wonder if this person is from your school.

But what's weird is that Song Qingqiao seems to have made a friend recently.That's right, let's call them friends.This matter was told to Yin Mu by Meng Er, an inefficient lamp.

"My name is Kuang Nan, a third-year student studying painting."

"Oh."

"Oh? Do you know how they met?"

"Don't go around the corner."

"Your little Qiaoqiao is going to be a mannequin for others."

"what?"

"Ah, keep the news true."

Fuck, no wonder this bitch has been obediently going to class recently, but he didn't expect to do this behind his back.

At this moment, Song Qingqiao was with Kuang Nan.

"I said you are so good, there are many ways to make money, and I can't think about going to be a model. It takes time to spend less money." Kuang Nan handed him a cup of coffee.

"I won't drink." Song Qingqiao refused him with a smile.

"Being a model for a day, sitting for two or three hours, 400 yuan, is it worth it?"

"Then it's about a hundred yuan an hour?" Song Qingqiao didn't want to talk to him too much, but this person always seemed to want to make him rich.

"Then why don't you take it off? Your salary will more than triple."

"I'm not going to do that for money."

"You are tarnishing art, if you have the guts to dedicate yourself to art."

Song Qingqiao didn't know what to say, she spent all her time listening to him talking about such useless things, she wanted to leave, but Kuang Nan refused.

"Hey, listen to my brother's persuasion, change the method, otherwise it would be a pity."

During the past few days of getting along, Kuang Nan got to know Song Qingqiao through various channels, and found that he was right. This person is really not simple.Such an awesome character, why did he want to be a mannequin?If you say he is free, he will not come to do this. If you say he is for art, but he is unwilling to dedicate himself, it can only mean that he is here to make money.

"What method?" Song Qingqiao raised an eyebrow at him, waiting for his next words.

Kuang Nan raised the corners of his lips in embarrassment: "You are more than enough to be an Internet celebrity."

Sure enough, I couldn't chat with this person, and my brain circuit was not quite the same.

"Will you tell me after you figure out a way?" Song Qingqiao got up to leave, "I have to go back first."

"One last question." Kuang Nan said, "How much money do you really need?"

Song Qingqiao said: "Let's say less than fifty thousand."

You can make a lot of money by being a model!

"Success, I thought of a way to contact you."

Song Qingqiao got the courier when she returned home, and the picture book proofing arrived.It's a thick book, about 60 pages, and the paper cover requirements are all provided by the organizer, who only provides the content.

"Boss Yin, it's a good thing." He didn't want to take it apart, so he took it home and gave it to Yin Mu.

Yin Mu looked at the picture book and forgot what happened before. The book cover is hard-covered, with a frosted surface, mainly in dark green tones, and the protagonist on it is a villain with a bow and arrow on his back.The name is "Heart Saint", written by Ruoyu.

"Your pen name is Ruoyu!?"

"Well, the one I've been using hasn't changed."

Although it's touching, it's still a motherfucker, and I dare not say it.

Yin Mu looked at this short 60-page picture book, and each page only had a few lines of words, and unexpectedly saw two o'clock in the morning.It is about the experience of an adventurer who met some strange people on the way to seek the Holy Spirit. There is a female emperor who washes her face with tears all day long, and there is an evil spirit war god who is merciful and compassionate while killing people. There is also a The most impressive is the clown who lives on the hanging beam, never leaving the precarious thin beam.His appearance is very similar to the tattoo on Song Qingqiao's arm.

The whole story can be said to be very interesting, and it can be savored carefully.Even horror characters can have warm endings.

When the adventurer finally found the true pilgrimage, he said: "Where the heart is, there is bliss."

After reading it, I was so shocked that I couldn't recover for a long time.Every page of painting is so delicate, every line of lines is very important, the stories Song Qingqiao created day and night are so heart-wrenching.

"Ruoyu, this is an excellent work." Yin Mu couldn't boast enough, and didn't know how to fully describe his excellence.

"Thank you, Boss Yin, for your compliment." Song Qingqiao was about to turn off the lights and get ready for sleep when the phone rang.

Kuang Nan called.

"Hey."

"Big artist, I knew you were still awake."

"We'll talk about it tomorrow." Song Qingqiao cut off the phone while speaking.

Kuang Nan called Song Qingqiao for the first time, not understanding his habits, so he called again after hanging up for two seconds.

"No, listen to me first, can't you pay attention to making money!"

"Success, wait a moment." Song Qingqiao went to the living room with her mobile phone, "Let's talk."

"Didn't I tell you to be an Internet celebrity today? Think about it from another angle. You really need to accumulate some popularity through the Internet."

Song Qingqiao didn't speak.

"Now the best channel is this. When popularity rises, money will naturally come."

"Finished?"

"It's over, what do you think?"

"I don't have any ideas, it's not very practical." It's unlikely that he, an orphan, can interact with people online. "Think about it again, I'll go to sleep first."

Kuang Nan was 1 puzzled after being hung up on the phone, why is this now my business! ?

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