Do I want to lose face? [Zhongyingmei]

In a peaceful world, life can be like fruit candy.

It is literally fruit and sugar, sweet and happy, at least Frost Tiantian, the little landlord who raises Chaoying, thinks so.

Since I got the apple peeled by Iron Papa, if conditions permit, A Shuang can use eight different fruits to feed different (steel) super (iron) Ying (xia) in one day. .

Summer fruits are already fresh, and they only need to be refrigerated for a while in the refrigerator, and the taste is already very good.

If you peel it again, cut it into pieces, put some yogurt and coconut fruit and stir it, it will be a super cute fruit cake.

The fruit of the supreme VIP is given to the person of the supreme VIP. A Shuang has a kiwi in his left hand and a bunch of grapes in his right. After busying in the kitchen for a long time, he successfully hugged a box of freshly baked fruit.

The brightly colored fruits are neatly stacked in the box, which is indescribably exquisite and beautiful.

Ah Shuang hugged the small gift she had prepared, rolled her eyes, and was about to sneak into the workshop.

The workshop is upstairs, across the long stairs, Ah Shuang is in a good mood, and her steps are much lighter when she walks over.

This relaxed atmosphere did not last long.

The little landlord had just walked two steps and was about to go upstairs, but before he had time to step up the stairs with one leg, he heard a low coughing sound suddenly coming from the originally quiet living room.

A very reserved voice, because it is too reserved, the volume is a bit low, if you don't pay attention, you may ignore it.

Ah Shuang was holding the fruit in her hand, she didn't have time to move, it was very natural, as if she didn't hear anything, she continued to walk forward without looking sideways.

And silently accelerated the pace of movement, as if burning his buttocks, as if there were a hundred devils chasing after him.

But for something like the devil, he may be late, but he will never be absent.

The little landlord just paused for a moment, and after the pause, he had already reacted very quickly. He opened his legs and almost slipped away.

But the speed of sound transmission was much faster than the speed of the little short legs. Ah Shuang wanted to cover her ears immediately, but there was still a crazy hint coming over.

Sherlock: "Huh?"

What a pure and unaffected tone, it seems to be a very simple question.

Ah Shuang's smile almost froze.

According to the previous experience of talking about it, a word in Sherlock's mouth is more than just a simple meaning. If you don't want to get criticized, you have to squat down honestly to do reading comprehension.

So this "Huh?" seems simple, but what it represents is actually very complicated.

First of all, let us make a reasonable analysis from the perspective of calligraphy practice. This "huh?" may have many meanings.

The first is the question mark, which is full of doubtful punctuation, which fully expresses the explorer's doubts and curiosity about the laws of the world. It is pure but not artificial, reasonable but not exaggerated, and full of philosophical truths.

Next is the word "um".

It looks ordinary, but it is not, and it is simply wonderful to use.

This "hmm", mixed in the short silence, seems to be simple and straightforward, calm and powerful, as if after years of washing and precipitation, the flashy appearance has faded away, and only the heart-wrenching charm is left in the end.

To sum up, this "Huh?" is so wonderfully used!

As expected of Sherlock, any word can be traced back to the true meaning of life, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ! !

A Shuang pursed her lips, her mind was full of rainbow farts to simulate exercises, she was still protecting the fruit bag, she tilted her head slightly, and looked at Mr. Detective who called her to stop her with heavy eyes.

With extremely complicated thoughts in her eyes, she tried to ask people with a deep understanding of "Huh?"

How about it?Are you satisfied with my reading comprehension?Does it fit your style, dear?It doesn't matter if you are not satisfied, anyway, since I met you, I can score up to [-] points in Chinese in the college entrance examination.

The little landlord who was knocked out of his mind by Sherlock, from the moment he saw him, he was conditioned to make up a [-]-word essay in his mind, and he managed to maintain a little peace of mind when he was done.

She looked back at the detective on the sofa.

Sherlock's lips pursed into a cold arc, his gaze was still on the TV in the living room, he was unwilling to leave a bit, and only took time to glance at Ah Shuang in a slight gap.

——Why are you still looking at me?Why don't you give me fruit?Why don't you come over?Although I may not really want to eat, but I am not a devil, if you really want to give me, I will not give you face.

Although it looks very calm, it is indeed very clearly conveying this meaning to people.

Come here, I will give you a chance to favor labor and capital.

His majesty, who has never seen the world, felt a little suffocated, and was stunned by the series of tricks on summer rolls.

Mr. Holmes is obviously a gentleman who is unwilling to be lonely.

Especially in a peaceful world where there are no cases for him to play, he is not only unwilling to be lonely, but also has a lot to play.

Ever since he accidentally watched some [Gongdouju], he seemed to have automatically brought himself into the position of [Admonishing Your Majesty's Loyal Minister].

Lord Xia expressed great disapproval of His Majesty's behavior of favoring the queen alone and ignoring the harem.

Not only do they disagree, but they also try to get a share of the action.

Fortunately, His Majesty Shuang's heart is extremely firm, and he was almost bald by Mrs. Xia's talk, so how could he be seduced by such a desperate little goblin?

Not only will you not be hooked up, but you will also automatically brainwash your brain with a [-]-word essay.

Not only will he brainwash himself with a five-hundred-word essay, but after brainwashing himself, he will try to illuminate Mr. Detective with the light of socialism.

Thinking of this, His Majesty Shuang turned around and returned to the kitchen. Facing the wreckage of the severed arm full of fruit on the table, he thought about it seriously, chose to open the refrigerator, gave up the treatment, and threw a whole, dripping fruit in the distance. Big Apple out.

She tried to teach the goblin Mr. Sherlock with the core values ​​of socialism!

Working on your own is the most honorable thing, you know? !do you know! ! !If you go on like this, with your thinking, you can score up to [-] points in Chinese in the college entrance examination! ! !

……

Taking Sherlock seriously and promoting the core values ​​of socialism, Ah Shuang hurried upstairs holding the Supreme VIP fruit before the other party reacted.

And successfully got today's beloved Mr. Stark's pampered head×1

After charging, it is like having superpowers in an instant, and the mood can be super good all day long.

The little landlord's small steps down the stairs are a bit floating.

Sherlock was still sitting downstairs, he didn't know what he was looking at, he seemed extremely focused, as if he didn't even move his posture from the beginning to the end.

Ah Shuang went upstairs in a hurry and didn't notice his movements, but now she was a little curious.

The little girl secretly walked a little closer, wanting to see what could fascinate Mr. Detective so much.

There seemed to be a movie playing on the TV.

Because of the angle, from Ah Shuang's perspective, it was not very clear at first.

She thought that Sherlock might be watching classic movies or American dramas. If he didn't choose, it's not impossible to watch sand sculpture TV dramas like Thor.

However, as she got closer, Ah Shuang realized that she was still too naive.

Sherlock doesn't watch American dramas or sand sculpture TV series, he is watching his own personal movie.

Yes, that's the kind, full of fan filters, [Sherlock Holmes: On the magnificent life of a top detective. 】(fake)

of this kind of documentary.

Unlike the sledgehammer who is obsessed with idol dramas, as a very deep gentleman——

Sherlock only took a quick glance at the Gongdou drama that was played randomly on the TV, and he had already learned the essence of it, and then he was no longer interested in such things as "random play".

He tried to pursue something more profound.

It was not difficult for him to figure out how to use the TV. Soon, he connected to the Internet, thought for a while, and typed the keyword [Sherlock Holmes] in the search bar.

The amount of information contained in this name is really huge. In almost an instant, hundreds of pieces of information were displayed, and the dense pages were slightly stuck.

There are only Sherlock Holmes that you can't think of, and there are no movies that working people can't make.

In particular, these film and television works belonging to Sherlock Holmes... seem to be a bit brilliant.

——In all the cases, big or small, in his life, there was never a record of mistakes.

——If there is any more perfect person in the world, he is probably a perfect handicraft.

—He may be the wealth of all mankind.

In the explanations of large and small cases, there are still a few words mixed in.

Sherlock: Don't say it, it's quite fun to watch.

A Shuang: Just be happy.

However, Rainbow Pishuang soon realized that her thinking was too narrow.

Because of watching, the following dialogue began between her and Sherlock.

Sherlock: "The murderer is xxx. I don't understand why Mr. Holmes didn't realize this until the end."

Ah Shuang: "!!!"

Sherlock: "The arrangement of this case is unreasonable. It is impossible for me to make such a simple mistake."

Ah Shuang: "Damn it, yes yes yes, you are right!!"

Regarding this, Ah Shuang was very shocked at the beginning, and couldn't help but think, [Fuck, this is the legend, I spoiled myself? 】

Later, this kind of situation happened too many times, and the small landlord's face was numb, and he would only cooperate: "Yes, yes, yes."

The real bosses aren't very happy with this kind of brother who can only blow rainbow farts.

"In addition to agreeing, can you... put forward some constructive ideas?" In the end, Sherlock, the lonely king, allocated a little attention without words, and reminded him tactfully.

Ah Shuang: "..."

Blame me?Can you blame me for not being able to find fault with the movie? ?

……

Her younger brother Shuang, a bronze contestant, not only allowed her to spoil the plot, but also asked her to find fault with the movie, which was really a bit embarrassing.

Ah Shuang didn't last more than 3 minutes, hugged the pillow on the sofa, tilted her head, and fell asleep resolutely.

Sherlock was obviously very interested in the wisdom of the working people in another world, and sat motionless all afternoon, just to find fault with the Sherlock Holmes of the same name.

It seems that the working people in another world like me very much, Sherlock thought so after watching a series of cases and the flattery in them.

After sitting all afternoon, Mr. Holmes, who never moved except to cover the little landlord with a blanket, finally stretched himself after watching the documentary.

He rubbed his forehead, glanced at the dark sky outside the window, and was just about to turn around to wake up the sleepy landlord when he heard a slight knock on the door.

Full of reserve, if you don't listen carefully, you may not hear a knock on the door.

It's a bit interesting, as if provoking me.

Sherlock raised an eyebrow lightly.

Because it is in a physical state, there is no need to worry too much. Mr. Detective tapped his shoulder lightly with his slender fingers, and walked straight to the closed door.

He opened the door suddenly, but the people outside seemed to have expected it. They stood upright, their chins slightly raised, and they looked over with a calm gaze.

He was really handsome, with slightly curly black hair, beautiful smoky gray eyes, deep and three-dimensional facial features, impeccably handsome.

The length is exactly the same as him.

Sherlock raised his eyebrows slightly, realizing something for a moment.

This sudden gentleman had obviously come prepared, he was impeccably handsome, except for the really ugly color scheme of the blue clothes and the red cloak, there was nothing wrong with him in other places.

In this case, there is really no need to be too harsh on his aesthetics.

Thinking of this, the tolerant detective slightly curled the corners of his lips, and greeted people very friendly: "Wow... It seems that the world not only likes my name, but also loves my face for 10 minutes."

The mage at the door heard it, nodded slightly, and looked over lightly.

He is obviously not an ordinary person. His beautiful eyes are slightly opened, which happens to be a very suitable arc. The clear and almost transparent eyes contain the universe and the starry sky.

He opened his thin lips lightly, and was not too surprised or commented on people with the same appearance as himself, he just said very indifferently: "Noisy."