Open the door and send warmth to the community!

Forced to follow Bi Fang around the sky, Bi Fang reluctantly took Bai Miao back to Shanhai Community.

Bi Fang flapped his wings, looking ready to soar into the sky again at any moment: "Mr. Bai, do you feel it? The feeling of the wind passing by your ears is the taste of freedom."

Looking down from the sky, everything is under the feet, and the feet are cold and empty.

The feeling of control and fear intertwined really makes people soar with adrenaline.

only……

Bai Miao: "I don't feel so free."

He was obviously forced, okay?

Bi Fang clicked his tongue.

"Then I will take you to fly again? This time I will take you wherever you want to go."

Bai Miao looked at Bi Fang with some feeling.

This big bird with blue feathers and red stripes is subtly flapping its wings as if showing itself, posing various angles and poses.

Bai Miao's face was strange: "Are you in heat?"

Bi Fang:? ? ?

The big bird froze slightly, and simply leaned forward, stretching out its paws to grab Bai Miao without hesitation.

Bi Fang: "Mr. Bai will understand after flying with me again..."

Bai Miao:? !

How does this bird want to fly? ? ?

Bai Miao evaded repeatedly in disgust: "Sorry, I don't have any special hobbies."

Bi Fang persisted: "I won't be in heat at all, don't worry, Mr. Bai, I will definitely show my best side..."

Bai Miao questioned: "You clearly put on a courtship gesture, aren't you in heat?"

Bi Fang's paw snapped.

He tilted his bird's head and looked at Bai Miao, wondering: "Don't human beings say they are the most handsome when they are courting? Am I not handsome enough?"

Bai Miao: "I have said that I have no special hobbies..."

Bi Fang suddenly burst out laughing, his feathers quivering.

The disgust on Bai Miao's face gradually solidified into a blank expression.

"You want me to draw a character for you?"

Bi Fang laughed so hard that he almost turned over, his wings flapping the ground repeatedly.

"Why did Mr. Bai think of going into heat...I didn't even think of it hahaha..."

Bai Miao turned away expressionlessly.

"Oh, Mr. Bai, don't go." Bi Fang finally stopped laughing, and he stretched out his wings to stop Bai Miao.

"What has Jin Jiuri been doing all this time, how can I lose to that stupid bird? As a reward, Mr. Bai can fly as he wants."

Saying that, Bi Fang cast a wink at Bai Miao, and burst out laughing while covering his stomach.

Bai Miao narrowed her eyes slightly.

He evoked a smile: "Okay, but I'm not interested in flying with you. If you want me to draw a character design, just pay me enough."

Bi Fang walked out of his house, his footsteps were a bit flimsy, but his face was full of strange excitement.

He emphasized: "I must beat Kim Gu Il, you promised me."

Bai Miao grabbed a small storage bag and nodded with satisfaction: "Don't worry, your character design can definitely beat Jin Jiuri's head."

An ancient alien beast, the small coffers of Bi Fang, the deputy director of the neighborhood committee, are really extraordinary.

After digging out most of Bi Fang's small coffers, he can now go to the Taichu Pavilion to buy a half-moon heart, hehe.

Bai Miao packed Bi Fang's character design and the supplementary background of Jin Jiuri's character design to Wen Congquan, and took a few portraits to the gate of Taichu Pavilion.

Zhu Xi had already greeted him at the door, and his eyes were fixed on the scroll that Bai Miao was holding in his hand.

It rubbed its hands excitedly, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Bai, is this the portrait you plan to sell to us?"

Zhu Xi unfolded the portrait, looked at the fox with fish scales on its back, his eyes were glued to the painting, and his hands were shaking.

It greedily took a breath of air, and when it saw this painting, it obviously felt that the squeeze and repulsion from the world had slowed down a lot.

It was so excited that it took out the storage bag at its waist: "Mr. Bai, I will buy it with fifty thousand spirit beads!"

Bai Miao pressed the hand that gave it the spirit stone, and said: "I heard that Taichu Pavilion has newly entered Ban Yuexin, and the [-] will be deducted directly."

After a while, Bai Miao came out holding a wooden box.

He lowered his head and turned on his cell phone, glanced at the huge deposit now, and dialed the old man's number.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is out of service area..."

Bai Miao hung up the phone, and then clicked on the WeChat interface to check the chat history.

In the past, when the old man said he came back to visit him, he would usually make at least one more phone call within a month.

But it's been two months, and the old man still hasn't heard from him at all.

Do you want to visit Qingcheng?

But in case you missed it...

Bai Miao frowned irritably, and secretly cursed the old man.

Wen Congquan quickly installed the biographies of Bi Fang and Jin Jiuri on the mobile game.

Then, as expected, it exploded.

Wen Congquan spat excitedly: "Damn! It's on the hot search again! You are really awesome, you have designed such an amazing character! The character of Bi Fang and Jin Jiuri Once the plot is linked, it will be absolutely perfect!"

Bai Miao happened to be sitting in front of the computer, he opened Weibo, ignored the skyrocketing number of fans on Weibo and the explosion of private messages, and clicked on the hot search on Weibo.

Bi Fang's card face is also very eye-catching.

His long hair was tied up casually, and a blue crane cloak was loosely draped over his shoulders. He was reclining on the roof holding a sapphire wine gourd, and he looked very unrestrained.

When his half-smiling eyes squinted out of the screen, it was enough to make every creature who saw this card scream.

Even more striking is their biographical design.

Wen Congquan's voice became hoarse with excitement: "Damn it, a pair of old enemies who are arrogant, dazzling and unrestrained will inevitably confront each other when they meet, and fight to compete with each other, but they protect each other desperately in desperation, and regard each other as the only one." Opponent... Damn, he still doesn't stun those CP fans!"

Bai Miao frowned.

As expected of being in the game industry, it has only been a while, and Wen Congquan, a straight man, already understands the connotation of pulling CP very well.

Seeing that the effect was so good, Bai Miao hung up the phone with satisfaction.

The next step in the construction of spiritual civilization can begin.

Shanhai Community's first Ghost Art Competition was held as scheduled.

The top [-] winners are rewarded with Lingzhu plus a certificate, while the rewards for the top [-] winners are extremely attractive. They are drawn by Bai Miao with a customized portrait of themselves, and the top [-] winners will also have the opportunity to create a game for the human world. In order to obtain human cognition and recognition.

Because Jin Jiuri and Bi Fang pinched black corns during this time, the whole community knew that the two birds gained a lot of human recognition of them through the game character design, which greatly strengthened the traces of their existence.

Some ghosts who are familiar with the human world flipped through Weibo and were dumbfounded at the discussion rate on it.

In an instant, the ghosts who signed up for the literary talent show rushed over like crazy.

The big stage was placed in a small square not far from the sunset red community, and it was separated by a formation barrier to prevent it from scaring humans.

Holding a big loudspeaker, the Puffy-headed Ghost yelled to the crowd of demons and ghosts under the stage: "We have only two requirements for the art show. Either have a good image and a good temperament, or have a special skill. The judges are mentored by the four directors of the neighborhood committee and the main judges. Formed by Mr. Bai, due to the large number of applicants, the first round of primary selection must be approved by more than four judges to pass the customs. The power of the second round of secondary selection is given to our community residents, who will vote for the promotion candidates... the final selection A star contestant with excellent morality, intelligence, physique, beauty and labor! The main judges have a veto right in the selection results. Now, the art competition officially begins!"

Amidst the restlessness of ghosts and ghosts, the sprites, who are covered in black with reddish tinges, are the first to appear on the stage.

Bai Miao's hand holding the pen froze.

no?He has already experienced the voice of sprite ghost, do you really want to hear it sing?

Ghost stared at Bai Miao and the others sitting on the judging panel with big red eyes, and shyly patted the back of his head: "Hello, directors..."

The unkempt ghost who acted as the host temporarily corrected: "I need to call the judge teacher!"

Ghost Ghost: "Yes, teacher judge, I am Ghost Ghost. My dream is to have many, many people hear me sing, and it would be best to hold a concert... The song I brought today is from the side of human beings. Very popular song, unforgettable tonight."

Bi Fang, who was paralyzed on the chair, took the lead in applauding, but there was a sense of indifference.

He said with a smile: "Come on, this is your first concert, whether you have more in the future depends on your performance."

Bai Miao raised her hands and half covered her face, and began to think about the possibility of finding earplugs.

Sprites clenched their fists nervously, took a deep breath, opened their mouths and began to sing.

"Unforgettable~today~night~, unforgettable today~night~..."

Bai Miao raised her head unexpectedly.

The singing voice of the sprites is completely different from the sharp and piercing ones in the dungeons of the neighborhood committee. Instead, it is clear and melodious, full and sweet, with a hint of ethereal.

After singing a song, Bai Miao took the lead in applauding.

"I pass." He held up the pass sign.

After getting five passes, Yaogui trembled with excitement, but was finally kicked off the stage by the unkempt ghost.

"Hello, judges, I'm performing fire-breathing acrobatics..."

"I don't know what to perform, let's show everyone that I am invulnerable..."

"Perform the wind and rain..."

"Performing Hemorrhoids..."

"Birth in situ..."

"Wait!" Bai Miao Erkang said, "This kind of thing can't pass the trial at all, next one."

The dazed Lu Shu was dragged down by the staff.

Bai Miao looked at all kinds of strange talents on the list and rubbed her temples with a headache.

The primary election has been going on for a full month, not counting the human ghosts who can't participate.

Only then did Bai Miao intuitively realize how many ghost residents there are in their community.

After such a round, the weird contestants were screened out, and the contestants who entered the second round of re-selection more or less had some fans.

During the second round of re-election, the unkempt ghost announced the rules for the re-election.

In addition to receiving three free votes from the neighborhood committee every day, if you want to cast more votes, you need to buy them with Lingzhu.In addition, if you buy enough Lingzhu products in some shops such as Taichu Pavilion, you can exchange them for corresponding votes, and there are various other lists to support your favorite players...

Qingqiu, who has thoroughly studied the drafting mechanism of human society, holds a lot of sponsorship fees, showing a smile that hides his achievements and fame.

The draft competition was in full swing, and after rounds, the top [-] star contestants were finally selected.

Spooky Ghost has overcome obstacles all the way, and now, as the top ten popular seeded player, his popularity is extremely high.

Now that it is on the road, it will be signed by fans.

But when one hundred entered fifty, Director Ao and the four judges disappeared collectively.

The draft contest was suspended, and we will wait for the directors to come back.

Even the little Ninetails were sent to Shanhai Kindergarten for care.

"What did you say? What happened to Qingcheng?!"

Bai Miao grabbed the unkempt ghost and stared at it.

The shaggy-headed ghost had never seen Bai Miao like this before, and his voice became weaker and weaker, "Qingcheng... the evil dragon in Qingcheng woke up and turned over, half of Qingcheng turned over...Director Ao and the others have rushed over..."