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Blade nodded and continued to pound the piece of metal in his hand.
Sparks flew everywhere, the man's chest was exposed, with a pair of trousers loosely tied around his waist. The pain from the sparks exploding on his skin did not distract him at all, as if the smelting had occupied his entire mind at this moment.
Listening to the rhythmic forging sounds, Cheng Che read page after page of books. After a while, he threw a suspense novel aside and picked up the official documents to change his mind. "It's boring. I've seen similar ones."
What kind of fishing case is this? The plot is exactly the same as that comic strip which is older than him!
The protagonist's reasoning performance, the childhood sweetheart who knows ancient boxing, the second female lead who admires each other, an amateur detective team and the heroine's father, a rich fox girlfriend, and the only two real Pu'er Longjing teas in the tea party...
There was an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and if you didn't know him, you would have thought he had joined the crew of Death Note.
"Then read the official documents for a while. You must have never seen them before." Jing Yuan pushed the book in front of him forward, with helplessness on his face, "I am working overtime so that I can help you clean the train at night."
Cheng Che quickly scanned it and couldn't help but say, "Can't your Luofu official documents be simpler? Just write down the time, place, situation, story, and requirements, and that's it. Why are there so many fancy words..."
He had to integrate the information in his mind before considering solutions and responses, which felt more tiring than learning classical Chinese. He also had to figure out the explicit and implicit meanings, and then think about the clash of forces in Luofu.
Jing Yuan helplessly spread his hands, "I'm so busy every day..."
"Oh." Cheng Che responded and lowered his head to continue writing and drawing on the document. The thin wolf-hair brush left traces of ink, and most of the blank spaces were filled with words.
Jing Yuan leaned over and took a look, his expression stiff, "You think they wrote too much, and there's not enough space left for you to write and curse, right?"
Take a look!
From the handwriting to the wording, he criticized everything. No wonder he disliked the other person for talking too much nonsense. It seems that this took up his own space? !
The curse is too dirty!
"Well, I'll write on it..." Cheng Che looked down at the document in his hand that was full of words, and after closing it, he looked at Jing Yuan innocently, "If they keep talking nonsense and don't tell me directly, I'll pick up a suona from the trash can and play it in the office."
Jing Yuan:......
Very good and reasonable.
The person who did this was Cheng Che, what does it have to do with Jing Yuan?
The new envoy of Emperor Gong Siming wanted to see the documents. Could Jing Yuanyuan refuse? !
No!
Jing Yuan instantly felt relieved and pushed the document in front of him towards Cheng Che, "Come on."
As he spoke, Jing Yuan bent his legs and hugged the cat, squinting his eyes at the man who was still immersed in forging not far away, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
It seems...just like before.
The sky gradually darkened, and the fire in the smelting furnace finally went out.
Ren put down the tools in his hands, threw the two knives beside Cheng Che, picked up the towel beside him and wiped the sweat off his cheeks, neck and chest. "Okay, you are quite skilled. There are no mistakes."
Cheng Che instantly put down the last bit of paperwork in his hand, took the knife and looked at it carefully.
Two identical butterfly knives with smooth joints and lily of the valley buds engraved on the blades.
The silver-white blade has a hint of dark grey in the engraved patterns, which is very low-key and unobtrusive.
After watching for a while, Cheng Che looked up at Ren, "Do you really think I won't chop my hand off while playing this?"
It looks quite dangerous.
"What? A child under one year old can't play?" Ren sneered, picked up the coat beside him and put it on, his eyes full of mockery, "How old is he?"
Look at how crazy Cheng Che usually is. He almost puts his chest on the tip of the knife. Is he still afraid of this?
Besides, Cheng Che is an expert at playing musical instruments, so his fingers must be very flexible. At least he won’t chop off his own hand.
"At this time, I am nineteen years old." Cheng Che lowered his head and looked carefully for a long time. Finally, he sorted out the newly received gifts and the documents beside them. He woke up General Shen Ce who had fallen asleep again. "Let's go. We have to go back to the train to clean up."
PS: Little Crow will update four times during the Chinese New Year.
I'm beating my head and praying for some articles and book reviews. It would be even better if I could beg for some free ones to generate electricity with love!
thanksgiving!
Chapter 445 I didn’t mean it.
During the pioneering journey of several months, the train's guest rooms were opened one by one, and the rooms that had been occupied would remain in their original state after the passengers left, waiting for friends to come back again.
Cheng Che quickly got into the car and saw Pam holding a small broom and thinking about the car washing plan.
He thought about it, turned his head to look at the guest compartment at the back, walked over, and pushed open a door that had been closed for a long time.
"Coming?"
The tall and strong man was lying on the bed with his legs crossed and his shoes hanging precariously outside the bed.
Cheng Che put the changed quilt cover and sheets aside, looked at them carefully for a moment, and then asked, "Have you finished your shopping mission?"
Hearing this, Sangbo was slightly startled, and quickly recalled his shopping list in his mind, "Almost done, I'll go back after doing some more business."
On the way back, he could just take a ride on Miss Toppa's spaceship. The wealthy family would not ask him for travel expenses.
"Oh, if you can cheat some more money, you can go back and claim the credit, and then continue to cheat." Cheng Che translated it automatically, looked around the guest room before looking at Sang Bo, "Why don't you get up first? We're going to wash the car before the train is ready, you can clean up your room."
As expected, this was the place to stay, and Sambo had no intention of decorating the room at all.
Ren's room was filled with Yanqing and Xing, and Jingyuan's room...
As a favor, Jing Yuan bought two sets of the same mattress and quilt from him, one for the guest room and one for his own home.
"Hey, hey... I, old Sangbo, always know that I don't get any good things. I'm the one doing all the hard work." Sangbo sighed heavily, and he climbed up from the bed with difficulty as if he had no bones. He looked at Cheng Che with resentful eyes, "Good brother, since I met you, I, Sangbo, am not happy at all."
Although he was embarrassed before, he had fun.
Now... the fun comes from the people I throw out. Although there is more fun, there are also more people I throw out, and I even embarrass myself by changing planets.
"Our Star God is like that. You are much better than Him." Cheng Che comforted him halfheartedly. He found the cleaning tools and placed them by the door. He turned around and walked out. "Look at it more positively. It is the inevitable fate for a fun person to become a fun person."
Sambo: ...
Are you serious?
Does this count as a patch?
Sang Bo's eyes were filled with pity. He looked at Cheng Che as he left, wanting to say something but not being able to. The door made a slight noise. "Ah... I can no longer imagine the scene of a man laughing and then whimpering."
Sambo weakly got up, squatted on the ground holding a small rag and thinking about life.
Cleaning is cleaning, but let him think about whether he can have some fun with it.
Since you're going to be crying and cooing anyway, why not just... laugh your ass off first!
In the observation car, Dan Heng stood on one side with his arms folded across his chest. When he noticed the movement, he raised his eyes and met a pair of light amber eyes.
It is a transparent amber color, but with a slightly less yellowish hue. It is not as eye-catching as the eyes of a star, but it always gives the illusion of clarity and innocence.
It was indeed an illusion.
"Everyone is here." Dan Heng responded, took the gloves handed to him by Cheng Che, and glanced at the rear compartment before speaking: "You found a lot of people, this cleanup should be finished soon."
He even went so far as to run to Yalilo No. 6 and stuffed his former companions such as Jeppard and Natasha into the trash can and brought them back, as well as Gui Naifen and Su Shang who had originally completed the commission with Xing.
Oh yes.
Yanqing also went to the prison and brought over two prisoners. After all, they were in prison, and cleaning could barely be considered reformatory labor.
It seems that the train is now in danger of collapsing.
"Just like a big party..." Cheng Che muttered, took out his glasses from his pocket and put them on before looking at the people around him, "So they all went to the back carriage to clean up? We are now... waiting for the train to start, right?"
Well, it’s the first time I’m away from home to celebrate the New Year alone, so it has to be a little more lively.
If there is no one... where can he get the red envelope?
"Yeah." Dan Heng nodded, glanced at Cheng Che whose eyes were full of stupidity, then turned to look at Xing whose eyes were full of despair. After hesitating for a moment, he explained to the two new companions who had just joined the train: "There are many car wash stars in the universe, and the distance between them is not too far. They will help wipe the outer shell of the train, so..."
"Got it, I'll do the interior myself." Cheng Che had a calm face and no room for resistance. He said as if it was normal: "Don't worry, I have to do a thorough cleaning every year, I will."
Your own home, elders' home, friends' home, anyway, you go everywhere during the winter vacation. Clean the house first, and then go to collect red envelopes when the festival is approaching. It makes sense!
Dan Heng nodded, his eyes falling on the bat in Xing's hand, "You don't need to use a bat to clean."
As soon as the words were spoken, the lights on the train suddenly began to flash, and the entire Starry Sky Train began to vibrate at this moment.
With a loud bang and the lights dimming, the bonsai trees in the train shook and collapsed, the tables and chairs moved, and the people standing in the observation car felt their feet shake and they all fell to the ground.
“I really am…” Cheng Che couldn’t help but complain, loosened his hands that were holding onto Dan Heng and Walter’s clothes, lowered his head when the lights on the train were restored, and met a pair of golden eyes, “Friend, you almost pulled my pants off.”
The gray-haired girl lay on the ground, protecting her head with one hand and tightly grasping her last source of stability with the other.
The light grey sweatpants were soft and comfortable. Perhaps because he was cleaning, he had changed into pants with the cuffs rolled up on purpose, but at this moment...
The elastic sweatpants were pulled out of shape, outlining the lines of the legs perfectly as if they were wearing tights. From Xing's perspective as he was lying on the ground, if he looked up slightly he could even see a little bit of the edge of his underwear exposed from under the hem of his shirt when his pants were pulled apart.
star:……
Xing looked up at Cheng Che innocently, "I didn't mean it."
"Well, you did it on purpose, so can you let go?" Cheng Che reached out and grabbed the waistband of his pants through his shirt, and couldn't help but step back. "Friend, it's okay to pull off your pants, I'm not afraid of seeing it, but if you pull it down again, my crotch will get stuck."
How painful it is to have your pants grabbed and tightened!
star:……
Xing quickly let go and pretended nothing had happened to get up from the ground. He looked at Pam with a wary look and said, "Conductor, what happened——"
Before he finished speaking, a strong blood-red color spread out from the car window.
A huge black shadow flashed over the train, blocking out the sky and almost swallowing up all the light.
Xing's eyelids twitched, and she looked up at the suddenly changing scenery outside the car window. She tightened her bat with her hands hanging by her side, "I knew that the bat would be useful during the spring cleaning!"
Chapter 446 is also...very dynamic.
Xing quickly glanced at his companions in the observation car, and finally his eyes focused on San Yueqi.
The pink-haired girl sat on the floor leaning against the sofa, her hands tightly around the red-haired woman's waist, her cheek buried in the woman's belly, mumbling something.
Xing took two steps forward and finally heard what San Yueqi said.
"Ah! I'm about to die from shaking, Jizi, save me——"
star:……