Old Cadre Kou suddenly got a joke, and as he was talking about why he suddenly wanted to attack him personally!

He is a party member, so where is his IQ low?!

The man drove very fast and soon arrived at the entrance of the Academy of Fine Arts.

"This," he threw a business card between his white fingers and said briefly, "If you have any questions, call."

Kou Qiu caught the business card, still a little confused. But after thinking about it, he quickly understood the man's meaning, "Okay."

——This is to ask yourself questions on your own initiative.

Mr. Kou sighed and sighed, and he could understand a teacher's eagerness to ask questions. After all, he had been a gardener of the motherland for a brief time in his previous life.

So that night, Kou Qiu opened the number with a large number of problems he had worked hard to create and threw the questions one by one:

"How do you think it is better to express the still life colors under different light and darkness?"

"Will it be better to use another way to express the painting "Dawn" in the school?"

"I just sent you a text message, see how I typed these lines-"

The man on the other end end ended and endured it, and finally he held his cell phone tightly, and his voice became colder a few times: "Meng Jiao."

Kou Qiu replied obediently: "Hey, I'm here, you said."

"When you really find the problem," he said, "it's not about this, come to me again."

With a click, the phone was hung up.

Leaving Kou Qiu with his cell phone, he still couldn't feel relieved.

"Not this?"

He murmured.

“…What’s that?”

The system didn't say a word.

Kou Qiu, who was confused, was stunned for a while, then stood up and prepared to cook for himself. He shook the soy sauce bottle and suddenly found that it was empty inside, so he had to take out his coin and purse again and go downstairs to buy it.

I met an elderly lady in the elevator. The old lady lived on the same floor as him. She had met many times and had contacts with each other. She smiled and said, "Xiao Meng, come out to buy things."

Kou Qiu responded and asked with a smile.

"Hey," the old lady suddenly said, "Didn't your hair change to purple last night? Why did you dye it back today? It's still so refreshing and beautiful."

Kou Qiu was a little strange and responded with a smile: "Grandma, you remembered it wrongly. I slept at nine o'clock yesterday and didn't go out."

"How is that possible!" Although the old man was old, his eyes were not at all blurred and his mind was very clear. "It's you, I called you, and you looked at me without saying anything. The clothes and hair are different, but his face has not changed! I see you every day, how can I not know?"

She coughed and muttered that the young man now has a worse memory than hers, and then walked out of the open elevator door. Kou Qiu held the cell phone in his hand, and for some reason, his scalp suddenly became a little numb.

[...Azai,] He swallowed, [This world is nothing?]

The system said firmly: [No.]

【Oh, that's good,】Kou Qiu breathed a sigh of relief and walked out the door, [I'm really afraid that my faith will collapse...]

The system is silent and thinks that your faith can collapse without any need.

When buying soy sauce, Kou Qiu answered a strange call. The other party was a girl with a delicate voice, and she giggled and called him: "Little handsome guy, continue to play today~ Did you feel uncomfortable having fun when you came out yesterday?"

Kou Qiu said seriously: "Sorry, this lady, you probably made the wrong call."

He pressed and hung up.

But two minutes later, the phone number came over again, and the girl on the other end was confused: "You're not calling it wrong, just this number, your voice has not changed."

She paused, as if she was a little unhappy, and there was a little sarcasm in her voice: "Are you making excuses and don't want to come out? - Heh, throw it away after sleeping, man."

She hung up the phone.

Kou Qiu was stunned.

The cashier's eyes changed. He turned his head and whispered to his colleague at the counter: "People nowadays look like they are so slutty, who knows what they are holding in?"

"That's right, I don't even dare to take responsibility..."

Kou Qiu: "..."

I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!

He is a good successor to socialism, and he is not a ruthless scumbag!!!

Old Cadre Kou felt that he was even more unfair than Dou E.

He returned home with soy sauce depressedly. After thinking about it, he called the girl again and wanted to ask about the situation again. But the phone calls there were always busy. I thought that he had blocked him, a scumbag who had eaten all his food and left in anger.

Kou Qiu sat on the bed fiddling with his cell phone, pressed and pressed again and again, and suddenly his expression changed.

He sat up straight and stared at the data on his phone: [Azai.]

System: [Hmm?]

【I did go to bed early yesterday, right?

System:【Yes.】

Kou Qiu's fingers trembled a little, and he slowly raised the screen of his phone a little higher.

【But you see, this data—】

The sports software bound on the mobile phone clearly showed that from 9:00 to 3:00 last night, I walked and ran 5.7 kilometers, and the route was almost twenty miles away from here.

The father and son began to stare at the data. Old Cadre Kou barely maintained his shaky worldview and insisted: [This must be explained by reason.]

System dead fish eyes, [such as?]

[For example,] Old Cadre Kou quickly found a reason to convince himself, [This phone is broken!]

He checked something again, and then he became more and more confident, [Look, I didn’t watch "News Broadcast" yesterday, but it actually had a playback record of "News Broadcast" at 10 o'clock in the evening? - If it is broken, it must be broken.]

The system sighed deeply.

Kou Qiu comforted himself, and carried the core socialist values ​​several times in his arms, before going to bed. The system was still awake, and clearly heard the cell phone beside Kou Qiu was sighing quietly at the moment when he was asleep.

"Look at this room," it sighed in a tone of an old cadre who has experienced vicissitudes of life, "most of them are foreign brands, how should our national enterprises be revitalized?"

The TV rang twice and responded: "Fortunately, I am a native national brand."

The air conditioner said in a reserved and proud tone: "I was born in a state-owned enterprise."

Zhu Electric Appliances immediately paid close attention to this red generation.

The laptop on the desk also inserted it and said seriously: "How to better promote the development of national enterprises in our country, I think this is a question that is more and more worthy of our attention."

The mobile phone, which has rich cultural knowledge reserves, spoke again: "The main reason is that many of us still lack cultural awareness and cultural confidence."

The Nissan headphones placed next to the computer immediately stated: "Although I am a Japanese brand, I am born in my motherland and I am considered an overseas Chinese. As an overseas Chinese, I have always been proud of the excellent culture of our nation!!"

system:"......"

To be honest, one Kou Qiu is enough, a group of Kou Qiu, that's really a beautiful style!

It was silently awake, listening to the discussion on the rise of various things in the family from the discussion on how national enterprises rose to the superiority of control of state-owned enterprises, and finally discussing how to find a balance between social morality and self-protection. Finally, the group of veteran cadres finally held a meeting and stopped talking with satisfaction after listening to today's "News Broadcast".

The system smacked her lips and slowly fell asleep in this calm.

When it woke up again, Kou Qiu was kicked up by his quilt for no reason. Old cadre Kou stood beside the bed, looking at his quilt with sleepy eyes, thinking for a while, then threw it into the washing machine, and carried another bed out.

The quilt thrown into the washing machine whispered: "Be proud of being clean and tidy, and be ashamed of being dirty."

Kou Qiu heard something faintly, and turned around suddenly, but the sound disappeared instantly.

......strangeness.

He yawned and simply took advantage of the time he woke up to go to the bathroom. When he came out, the light on the toilet was on, and Kou Qiu was rushing his hands under the opening faucet, so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes.

He wiped his hands briefly, and then subconsciously glanced at himself in the mirror before turning off the lights.

......At this time, he was stunned.

[...Azai.] Kou Qiu swallowed, [Did you see it?]

The system screamed like a wolf howling, obviously scared.

Kou Qiu slowly touched the corner of his mouth, but the corner of his lips did not rise at all.

——He obviously didn't laugh.

But in the mirror, he slowly cracked his mouth and smiled at him.

Old Cadre Kou: "...ah."

System: [Ah! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

His smile in the mirror gradually turned to mocking, and he said contemptuously: "Look at your timid look."

The screaming system seemed like a rooster strangled her neck, and she didn't make a sound in an instant.

It felt that its Tongsheng was insulted, after all, it called much louder than Kou Qiu.

At this moment, the cell phone at the bedside sighed again and said.
To be continued...