It's just a bit strange. This person looks like the center point no matter where he is, but the edge is always empty for more than two meters. The eyes of those people in the background are frozen on him. When they occasionally look at the camera, they will feel like they are overpowering, and it doesn't seem like they are deliberately pretending.

Huang Hong and Huang Mingming changed their eyes, and Huang Hong spoke: "How is it?"

"I feel a little depressed!"

Liu Zhuoshi murmured to himself that he is indeed a depression patient, so he feels it when seeing people with similar temperaments and sees similar people.

Huang Hong's expression moved slightly, and she felt a little happy.

Liu Zhuoshi looked back and saw that there were suddenly some pictures in the same directory. They were also boys, but they were white and fat, and they looked very average. Further down, there were even more immature photos. The boy looked like he was sixteen or seventeen years old, and he could barely be considered pretty.

It seems that there is the same person between the eyebrows and eyes. Is this weight loss or plastic surgery?

"Who is this?" Liu Zhuoshi turned his tablet and the photo was the most shocking one.

The two siblings on the opposite side were stunned, and shook their heads and smiled bitterly: "This... cannot."

"Why?" Liu Zhuoshi narrowed his eyes, "No sign?"

"It's not that I didn't sign, it's not that I can't sign,..."

"Oh? From another family?" Liu Zhuoshi smiled. Seeing the good seedlings in the agency, he wanted to poach people and found that someone had already started first.

It’s so rare to be able to beat Yan like this!

"It's not from other companies, no one dares to sign."

"Oh? What's the situation? Is there a big background at home? Which family is the young master who is a folk one?"

Liu Zhuoshi looked back at the picture, "No one is often within six feet... What's the situation? Is the turtle so angry? Everyone keeps me away from it?"

"I'm so poor!"

Huang Hong sighed and leaned over with a smile, staring at the picture with her eyes in a daze, and her expression was a bit strange. The appearance of this boy really made people breathe and then she kept thinking about it for a long time: "The more you look, the more beautiful you look, right?"

"Is it a woman?"

Liu Zhuoshi was stunned. It’s okay for women. Anyway, it’s so beautiful. It’s so tall. The supermodel seedlings have a little flat breasts.

"Male."

"I think it's also a man..." Liu Zhuoshi breathed a sigh of relief. I was still a straight man, glanced at Huang Hong, "Have you had plastic surgery?"

Huang Hong rolled her eyes and sighed, "No, this person is a student from Qiu University, named Ximen."

"What is Ximen?"

"It's Ximen, Ximen Qing's West Gate."

"The name is good! His personality is also Ximen Qing?"

Several miles away, Qiucheng University.

The black scooter was charged by the door, with Cheng Jiuer's backpack on the table, and Ximen sat on the table in a daze.

When he closes his eyes, he will see a world that is different from ordinary people. It is not normal colors, but various halos with confusing colors, some colors, but not thermal imaging images, and it feels like biological waves or various radiation.

But after opening his eyes, the world became "normal", and maybe it was still abnormal, but he had never compared it.

Ximen knew that he was indeed not a normal person, but he might have many mental illnesses, and his brain was injured, so everything might exist.

There is a Baqing barrel ice cream on hand, with white vapor condensed with water droplets.

There was also a large plastic bag of snacks on the desk, which was heavy. This was a gift Cheng Jiuer brought to him. It felt like he had been taking a bath for a long time.

The sound of water stopped. After a while, a sound came from inside: "Wait, I'll go to the toilet again."

Ximen raised his head, said nothing, and picked up his cell phone.

The newly installed Shanshan.

The initial page is a cartoon painting. The dark cave is filled with sparkling diamonds and gold coins. There are strange eyes in the darkness above, which feels like a copycat treasure hunt.

Slide to the second page and it is the advertising slogan:

Sign up for Star Academy!

Waiting for you!

Next page, real-name authentication, height and weight life photos, interests and hobbies, talent and career income requirements for your partner.

The strong nonsensical style made Ximen confused: What does this Shanshan want to do? Is it a game or social networking, education and training or a marriage and dating platform?

Cheng Jiuer turned on the faucet and sat on the smart toilet amid the sound of water. She ate ice cream again when she was hot outside. She just took a cold shower and seemed to have something to rinse out of her belly.

After pulling it up, press the water to rinse the butt and dry it.

He got up and twitched his nose, quickly turned on the exhaust, then poured some toilet cleaner into the toilet, brushed the toilet twice, and flushed it again.

After smelling his hands, he simply took off his clothes and went into the shower room. This time he changed it to warm water and adjusted it to thirty degrees.

Cheng Jiuer touched her flat belly and thin waist in the water flow, and used the shower gel to make her whole body full of bubbles, and sat on the shower chair with armrests.

My feet rubbed my dead skin on the rough stone slab, letting the warm water rush on me, and foamed down the ground.

It's so comfortable, it's no worse than a bathtub. The high-ranking official thought about him very carefully. This is a condition that most students cannot have.

Imagine that Ximen is sitting like this, and the two of them are sitting together on the overlap of time and space. Cheng Jiuer's face looked slightly shy, muttered and looked up, took a sip of water, bulged her mouth, and spit it on the opposite wall like a squirting fish, creating a splash of water.

"ha!"

I sucked my mouth again, vomited again, played like a child, and then leaned my feet and picked up my slippers, washed them with a brush, and cleaned them with a brush. After thinking about it, I started washing the floor again, washing the slightly sticky stone slabs roughly.

Ximen is tall and has poor health, so slipping on the ground is very dangerous for him.

After washing, I sat back on the chair, closed my eyes and felt a little while, raised my legs, flexibly closed the water with my toes, wiped my body clean, put on my clothes, turned on the exhaust fan, and opened the door.

Slap sex!

Ximen raised his eyes and the girl was so wet and watery, she even brought watermarks everywhere she went. Fortunately, the floor was anti-slip.

Cheng Jiuer turned to the exterior wall of the bathroom, where there was a white height scale, kicked off the slippers and stepped on it: "Come and help."

Ximen walked over and gently pressed the small crossbar on top of her head. His head kept turning, pressing against his palm, like a cat who only wanted to be petted.

Although Cheng Jiuer's skin tone was a little dark, Ximen could feel her emitting a faint white light, a very warm feeling when she closed her eyes.
Chapter completed!