"Hello, are there any cheaper houses for rent nearby?"

In the real estate agency, Wang Xiao, wearing a pair of flat-light glasses and a strong artistic atmosphere, is inquiring about rental information.

The so-called artistic atmosphere probably refers to ragged jeans, standard Adidas lacks S sneakers, printed with a T-shirt with a certain avatar.

The staff member in the agency looked up at him, "What is the psychological price?"

Wang Xiao smiled gently, "The cheaper the better."

The agent also smiled, "If you want to rent a house cheaply in a nearby area, don't think too much about anything. There is only one place. Love apartments, water and electricity are exempted, and the rent is halved. But it must be a couple."

Wang Xiao raised his hand and pushed his flat-light mirror, his smile becoming more and more cordial. "Address?"

Walking out of the real estate agency, Wang Xiao, who was carrying a travel bag, looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, lowered his head and cursed gently, saying the system.

"You are a big ye."

In previous mission worlds, Wang Xiao basically had a good identity when he went to the ancient world. At least he had to be a chef or a chef from his own store.

But in the modern world, the identity arranged is usually very miserable.

In the world of Ode to Joy, there is a young employee who has just been opened. This time it is even more miserable, and there is not even a serious job.

In terms of identity introduction, he is a writer who pursues his dreams, which makes Wang Xiao’s stomach hurt.

When a pauper has nothing, he usually fantasizes about being a writer.

Wang Xiao used to think that this sentence was just a joke, but now he really felt the deep malice from the whole world.

With the word "pursuing dreams", it is obvious that Wang Xiao's identity is not a writer who can drink tea and read newspapers and get a salary.

There is some money, but only a few thousand yuan in this city is really a problem.

As a writer, it is impossible to take a taxi and you don’t have the money to take a taxi.

Wang Xiao took the Eleventh bus to walk to Love Apartment in the name of field trip.

The environment here is indeed very good, and it is definitely a high-quality community in Magic City.

"Who are you looking for?" The security guard at the entrance of the community glanced at his shoes and stopped Wang Xiao.

He raised his hand and pointed at a young man from Erha in front of him, and Wang Xiao stepped forward, "I'm with him."

The security guard looked at the backs of the two people and nodded seriously, "It's really a person."

"Brother."

Wang Xiao quickly stepped forward to the side of the Erha youth, "Look at you being handsome and elegant, and you're so arrogant. Just ask for something."

The young man in Erha immediately lit up his eyes, "Brother, you look at people so accurately. Tell me, what's the matter."

“Is this Love Apartment?”

"yes."

"I heard that there is a good bar here. Do you know where it is?"

"You want to go too? Just in time, I'll come here to find a friend to send an invitation."

Wang Xiao looked up and down at the young man in Erha who was wearing a sexy bag, "Are you going to get married?"

"Yes." The young man from Erha smiled and took out an invitation from his pocket. "Tomorrow at 12 noon, Crown Hotel."

"Groom, Zhang Wei."

Wang Xiao looked at the invitation in his hand and smiled and said, "That's Viagra, congratulations."

"Thank you, thank you." Zhang Wei laughed and said, "It seems that we are destined to be. There is a bar ahead. Let's go together."

"well."

Wang Xiao smiled casually, and now he can determine the general plot.

When I came to the bar, the environment here was pretty good.

As you see, beautiful girls are everywhere.

"My friend is waiting for me, I'll have a drink with you later." Zhang Wei patted Wang Xiao's arm and went to see his friend with a smile.

Wang Xiao looked around and found a place to sit down.

He could clearly notice that there were many eyes looking at him. But he quickly moved away after reading it.

Wang Xiao knows these very well.

Just like him, he was a street stall, in the eyes of these young ladies who looked like a gaze, he definitely looked down upon him.

Wang Xiao didn't care either. He was not the kind of person who relied on luxury goods to support his appearance. He didn't care about things outside his body.

"Hello sir." When Wang Xiao leaned over to cover the brand logo of the shoes with his trousers, the beautiful waitress came over and said, "I want something to drink?"

"Two glasses of ice water."

The waiter's quality is very high, and he does not despise him because he wears street stall goods.

Pick up the travel bag around you, open it and start searching for useful things.

Change clothes, various toiletries, unopened socks, a pair of slippers, a few notebooks, an old brick phone, half of the paper used, a box of unused gifts, and then there was nothing left.

He took his cell phone and nodded after checking his address book.

It is indeed the right way for relatives to worship the sky, and their lonely and helpless identity.

Put away your phone and open it with your laptop. It’s all about writing experiences, intermittent paragraphs, etc.

Judging from Wang Xiao’s reading level, what are you writing about?

These things must be written by writers who drink tea and read newspapers. What's the use of writing these without such a fate?

He put away his things and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the three young ladies sitting together not far away.

When the waiter came over with ice water, Wang Xiao smiled and asked, "Hello, can you give me a piece of white paper and a pencil?"

"Pencil?" The waiter was a little stunned. He went to the bar to ask for pencils. What is the rhythm?

"I'll look for it, there may not be any."

"Thank you."

There were indeed pencils and a4 paper. After I brought it, Wang Xiao used a notebook as a mat to start sketching quickly.

He is not only excellent in Chinese painting skills. As an assistant teacher in the Academy of Fine Arts, Wang Xiao has never stopped studying other departments in order to strengthen his own abilities.

Especially the beautiful female assistant teacher of the Western School of Painting, the sketching skills of the Western School of Painting are very attractive to him.

When Zhang Wei quickly drew sketches on a4 paper with a pencil, he came over.

"What are you drawing?" Zhang Wei picked up the water cup on the coffee table and started drinking directly.

"Nothing." Wang Xiao responded with a smile, "Have you finished sending the invitation?"

"I'll give it to you, and now I'll wait to enter the marriage hall tomorrow."

Looking at Zhang Wei with joy, Wang Xiao wanted to tell him the truth and cruel reality.

However, this guy is so sad, so let him continue to enjoy this rare joy.

"I have to go to the toilet." Zhang Wei put down the water cup and hurriedly ran to the toilet marked by the aliens.

Wang Xiao didn't care. After finishing the drawing, he got up and walked towards the three little girls.

"Sorry, I'm disturbing."

Wang Xiao's eyes were clear, and he looked at the girl with the breasts, and smiled and handed out the sketch in his hand.

"Ms., your beautiful face deeply attracted me. This is a little gift, I hope you like it."

The little girl looked at the vivid sketch in her hand and looked at Wang Xiao seriously.

Although it is hard to describe when worn, the temperament is indeed good, and there is even a hint of majesty between the eyebrows.

"Thank you, I like this gift very much."

After chatting for a few words, Wang Xiao did not pester it all, so he chose to say goodbye and leave.

Back to the previous booth, there were already three men and one woman sitting here.

Well, Lu Xiaobu of Qingcheng Mountain, the good man, Teacher Zeng, a magic cartoonist, and Hu Yifei who was at the peak of her appearance.

"Sorry, we thought everyone was gone."

Zeng Xiaoxian stood up and apologized, this was someone else's seat.

"It's okay." Wang Xiao waved his hand and said with a smile, "There are all full places here. Meeting is fate, and sitting together is just sitting together."

After a while, the waiter came over again and placed a glass of wine in front of Wang Xiao.

"This is the Margaret that the lady over there gave you."

Lu Ziqiao suddenly turned his head and looked over, then looked back at Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao's eyes met Zi Qiao, and sparks flashed faintly in their eyes.

When you meet the look, you are the ones who know each other.
To be continued...