Professional God

For the whole day afterward, Chu Ze couldn't stop thinking about the giant white snake.He was in a daze when he was eating, when he was watching TV, and even when he was doing homework.After writing two lines of the good homework, he suddenly began to scribble unconsciously. When he came back to himself, he found that half of the paper was full of the erect snake neck and huge eyes he had drawn.

I was really stunned.He was startled, and hurriedly wiped off the graffiti on the exercise book.

He was so distracted that Ye Chuan couldn't bear to watch him anymore. He sighed and regretted that he let him enter his mental image for a visit.The sentinel thought about it, and finally asked Chu Ze to have an in-depth conversation, and made a major decision.

Go to the playground on Sunday.

Ye Chuan's reasoning is convincing: "You've been shaking too much these two days, can you guarantee that you will be able to resume your studies immediately on Monday? I think it's better to find something else Just flush out the weird stuff in your head."

Chu Ze thought to himself: People who have never entered the state of learning should not talk about me.

Ye Chuan continued: "This is the first week of the new semester, what a commemorative significance. Why don't you go out and have fun?"

Chu Ze thought to himself: Nonsense.In the first week of school, I think about going out to play, and how will you spend the whole year of hard study in the future.

In the end, however, he followed to the playground.

After all, Ye Chuan's coquettish behavior was really irresistible.

It's called a playground, but it's actually just a mobile game project area in the park.There are few game items, small scale, and simple equipment. They are all common haunted houses, R Us, bumper cars, and hurricane flying chairs.

Ye Chuan wore his strawberry-printed lace skirt, walked slowly with a string of hot air balloons in one hand and an ice cream cone in the other.There are many people in the park on weekends. After all, the location of the White Tower is special, and there are too few entertainment areas. When there is free time, everyone flocks to the few places.In the crowd, shoulder to shoulder, Chu Ze lost sight of Ye Chuan's figure without paying attention.When he turned back to look for it, the sentry was looking at the inflatable City R Us through the railing.

"If only I could be ten years younger," Ye Chuan said enviously, watching those seven or eight-year-old children in City R Us jumping up and down on the inflatable cushion. "I really want to play too!"

Chu Ze covered his face: "..."

Whoever drags his deskmate away, I really can't afford to lose this person.

When Ye Chuan had enough of his childhood memories in front of R Us, the two of them moved on to participate in some normal game events suitable for teenagers.

When entering the haunted house, both of them were nervous, but when the staff pretending to be ghosts rushed out to scare Chu Ze, Chu Ze's white snake spirit image rushed towards him.The two teenagers were fine, but the staff were scared to death.Next, he went to ride the aerial bicycle. Chu Ze found that Ye Chuan could ride the bicycle and run quickly without him moving at all.Their bicycles were speeding on the air track, and finally hit the rear of the previous bicycle with a thud.

After they got off the track, Ye Chuan took Chu Ze to drive the bumper car again.Chu Ze drove the bumper car smoothly, dodging the car when he saw it, and circled around obstacles; but Ye Chuan was different, he drove a good bumper car at full speed, killing all directions.Rear-end collisions, corner collisions, two cars colliding with each other, one car colliding with two, and a series of collisions, it is almost possible to collide with cars and make flowers, Chu Ze broke into a cold sweat.

The two came out of the bumper car park, sat on a bench by the side of the road and ate marshmallows.Colorful marshmallows make a flower shape, fluffy and soft, like clouds on a snowy field.The two of them shared a marshmallow, tearing off pieces and eating them.Chu Ze said while tearing, "You almost scared me to death when you rushed towards me just now, the sharp turn made the car almost fly out."

"That's right, my driving skills are really good." Ye Chuan was very satisfied and very happy. "A true warrior fears nothing!"

Chu Ze: "...In a sense, it's really great."

Ye Chuan smiled triumphantly: "You are not the first person to praise my driving skills. When I was a child, someone said that I was very good at driving bumper cars, and I was like a soul driver. He also said that as long as I take the driver's license test, the accident rate of five towers will skyrocket to dozens percentage point."

Chu Ze: "He's right...very right."

"Suddenly realized that we've been playing for a long time," Ye Chuan tore off a cloud of red sugar, stuffed it into his mouth, and licked his fingers. "One more game and it's time to go back. What do you want to play?"

Chu Ze took the marshmallow and turned around: "You can decide. I'm a little dizzy from playing. You can play whatever you want. I'll wait for you."

Ye Chuan sighed regretfully, "The guide is so delicate", and glanced around.He looked around, and finally pointed to the project in the middle of the playground: "I'll take the hurricane flying chair!" After he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Chu Ze expectantly: "This is the most fun, you Are you really not going?"

Chu Ze shook his head.

"Okay..." Ye Chuan tilted his head in disappointment, tore off another large piece of sugar cloud, and ran to buy a ticket with it in his mouth.

The Hurricane Flying Chair is a classic game item in the amusement park. It is very popular, and the people in line circled around it three times.The marshmallow in Chu Ze's hand had already been torn slowly by him, and Ye Chuan was only on the second lap. He walked to the outer edge of the line and waved his hand to greet Ye Chuan.

Ye Chuan also waved at him: "Sorry, the line is a bit long. Are you in a hurry?"

Chu Ze hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's okay...? A little bit."

"Alright." Ye Chuan said.He shrugged, picked up the game ticket, put his hands on the railing used to maintain order, and turned into the innermost layer.The action was completed in the blink of an eye, he landed lightly, adjusted the hem of his skirt, and stood there gracefully, with a calm posture as if he was standing there in the first place.

Chu Ze: "..."

Jumping the queue so confidently, there is really no one at the same table except him.He pretended he didn't see anything, walked silently to the gazebo by the side of the road and sat down, quietly waiting for Ye Chuan to come back.

The next round was Ye Chuan's turn.

As soon as the sentry entered the arena, he grabbed a seat on the outermost edge, fastened his seat belt, dangled his legs, and waited for the game to start.

Accompanied by the brisk background music in the playground, a circle of seats hung under the big turntable rotated up.

The rainbow-colored hanging chair was thrown up by the high-speed rotating ceiling and flew out under the action of centrifugal force, just like a colorful hurricane.The force on the hanging chair is not uniform, and it rotates obliquely, sometimes high and sometimes low, making the tourists who were thrown into the air exclaim again and again.

Chu Ze raised his head.He could clearly distinguish Ye Chuan's figure from the large circle of tourists. The skirt of the sentinel pink princess dress flew in the wind, and the translucent lace lace reflected a beautiful silhouette in the sun.He saw the giggling little boy swooping down on him, eyes wide open, screaming loudly and heartily, arms outstretched in a gesture of embracing the sky.

Chu Ze suddenly felt in a great mood.

As if he should have been so inexplicably happy, leaving all his troubles behind, smiling carefree like Ye Chuan.

Any homework that can't be finished, any monthly exams that you decide to stay, any snowy fields, white towers, and giant snakes, all go to it.

Blue sky and white clouds, sunshine and green grass.The boy in the pink skirt straightened his waist and laughed against the wind, as if he was riding the wind and riding a rainbow in the sky.His long, disheveled hair was covered with sunlight, and the shining golden color was like a gift from Amon Ra, spreading out behind him into a pair of red golden wings.For a moment, Chu Ze almost had the illusion that he was a bird with thousands of wings and would abandon the earth.His wings are far above the sky.

The Hurricane Flying Chair spun for a song, and when the background music played in the playground came to an end, the spinning Flying Chair gradually stopped.As soon as the swivel chair came to a complete stop, Ye Chuan pulled off his seat belt and jumped off.He patted his little skirt, stroked his long hair that was blown by the wind, and ran towards Chu Ze bouncingly.

"I'm so happy today!" The sentinel squinted his eyes contentedly, and his smile was as bright as a flower blooming in March. "It feels super satisfying! I really like the Hurricane Flying Chair the most."

"Just as long as you are happy." Chu Ze handed him a bottle of drink, paused, and then asked seemingly unintentionally: "Is there no Ferris wheel here? I think there are common playgrounds."

"There isn't one here," Ye Chuan was not polite, took the drink and gulped down half the bottle in one go. "The playground in the park is too small to accommodate the Ferris wheel. The nearest Ferris wheel is in the suburban Fun World. Do you want to ride the Ferris wheel?"

Chu Ze shook his head: "That's not true, I just think young people like you might like it?"

Ye Chuan giggled: "A young man like me? You make it sound like you're very old. I don't like Ferris wheels. It's something that Marysu patients with terminal cancer are keen on."

After he finished speaking, he stuffed the remaining half bottle of drink back into his backpack.Then he ran out of the shadow of the gazebo, turned around and looked at Chu Ze with a smile.

"Zeze, didn't you ask me about my mental image last time?" said the sentinel.As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and raised it above his head.The two thumbs are clasped together, and the other four slender fingers are closed together, spreading out and fanning. "My mental image is a bird."

Against the sun, the shadow of his hand fell on the ground, casting a bird-shaped shadow.The concrete floor was exposed to a brilliant white gold by the sun, and the shadow of the young man's hand reflected a pitch-black falcon, and the edge of the shadow was surrounded by a ring of flame-like crimson.The shadow of the bird fluttered its wings back and forth, as if it was about to fly toward the sun.

"I like the Hurricane Flying Chair the most. Because when I spin against the wind, it seems that I have grown wings, as if I can fly."

Thousands of miles away on the west coast of the mainland, under the clear sky, above the green pagoda.

Qingta's geographical environment is destined to be a land with a mild and rainy climate.Finally, one day it cleared up, with clear water, blue sky, and green grass, which brought a rare good mood to the people living in this land.

In the chief office on the high tower, the young man was humming the local ditty of Qingta gently, and was carefully reading the report he had just submitted.His second seat stood aside and made coffee for him, and the freshly ground coffee beans were fragrant.

The young man flipped through two pages, then suddenly raised his head and asked the person at the table: "Guanlu, is it Sunday at the White Pagoda?"

"Yes." Tong Guanlu replied as he poured boiling water into the porcelain cup intently.

"A week has passed, but Baita didn't come to check my water meter." The young man happily extended his hand to Tong Guanlu. "Bring one piece."