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[Garbage Can Spirit: But what does your nickname mean? Do you think Uncle Ren and I are the disobedient children in the after-school care class? To be honest, Cheng Che is even more disobedient! ]
【Vacation Care Class: ……】
Kafka fell into silence and chose not to reply.
Xing looked at the prompt that the other party had gone offline, and after thinking for a while, he still received the video and connected the terminal by the way, intending to watch it on the terminal's large screen.
No matter what the content is, Kafka will never harm herself!
A curtain of faint blue light emerged in the air, and the small triangular sign representing pause was replaced by two vertical bars.
The picture was slightly stuck, then the view zoomed in, and rhythmic music sounded throughout the observation car.
"wu~~~"
"Outside the car window~~~"
"This night~~~"
Familiar melody, familiar song, the man on the rooftop danced familiar steps.
It was very exciting, even more exciting than Sambo's terrified dance a few days ago!
Maybe it’s because of the cold face, watching this dance video makes me want to watch the live version even more.
Xing's pupils trembled, and the confusion in her heart only dissipated a little when the music came to an end.
Cheng Che stared at Xing expressionlessly, "You can just watch secretly, do you have to embarrass me in public?"
I saw it all!
Both eyes saw it!
In the entire observation car, there was Pam sweeping the floor, Ji Zi looking at the scenery, Walter and Luosha chatting, Huo Huo chatting with Sambo and accompanying him to write his self-criticism, there was also the duo from Luofu who handled official business, Xiao Yanqing who served tea and water, and Jing Liu who was standing by the window, wondering when to come over to pluck feathers.
Everyone saw it!
star:……
Xing raised her eyes to meet Cheng Che's. After quickly coming back to her senses, she decisively clicked on a rotating arrow, "In that case, then..."
“Watch it again!!!”
Chapter 471 This is teaching by example!
"Can't you show some emotion?"
The gray-haired girl watched the video over and over again, and finally couldn't help asking, "I see you've been drinking, can you at least smile?"
Poor expression management!
Points deducted!
"I can't laugh. I'm just too busy with my life." Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face. He slumped weakly on the chair, obviously having no desire to live. "It's the same now. I'm dead, but I still seem to be breathing."
Although face is not very important, it is still worth it sometimes, especially in front of so many people.
Hearing this, Sang Bo patted Cheng Che's shoulder with emotion, "Brother, I can now reluctantly admit that you are indeed more feverish than me."
Oh, that’s so unfair!
The little crow is not only more enthusiastic than his old self, but also better at having fun than him.
Can't you leave a way out for this poor masked fool who is always cursed?
"Is it so reluctant? If you are reluctant, just dance a little now and I will applaud you." Cheng Che responded, raised his head to look at the ceiling, and finally lay weakly on the table, "How can Kafka still record secretly..."
The face is completely gone.
"Don't worry about it. If you lose a little more, you won't care about it like me." Sang Bo didn't care. He patted Cheng Che's shoulder to comfort him like a person who had experienced it. "But you really dance well."
Look at the movement, smooth and natural, with all the necessary rhythm and strength.
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che turned his head silently, leaning on the table and looking at Sang Bo, "Why should I embarrass myself with you? I don't have to embarrass this person."
"Hey, that's normal. We in the Huanyue family have never had such things as face and dignity." Sang Bo was very open-minded and patted Cheng Che on the shoulder. "Think about the one who was making the cooing sound. Do you think we really have dignity?"
Cheng Che blinked, "I understand, but the problem is that I am now on a hunting patrol."
Hearing this, Sangbo was startled, then turned to look at the white-haired man who was watching the dance video with his chin supported and smiling.
After thinking for a moment, Sang Bo lowered his voice and moved closer to Cheng Che, "Then you will bring shame to the patrol team, what are we afraid of?!"
Do something!
He makes everyone lose face!
This is a great joy!
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che sighed slightly and shoveled himself off the table. "Okay, let's dance. I danced on Children's Day when I was a kid."
Cheng Che quickly sorted out his emotions, took out his phone and asked if he needed a pick-up service. After receiving a rejection, he put his phone away again and looked at Yin Zhi, whose eyes were shining, "Friend, you've been touching me for half an hour, can you let go of my wings?"
"I'm sorry, it's just too beautiful." Yinzhi couldn't let go, but she politely withdrew her impolite hand, and said with emotion, "Such beautiful wings are more beautiful than any creature I have ever seen."
Cheng Che: ...
It seems... I've gotten used to this way of speaking?
"Thank you for the compliment." Cheng Che nodded, stood up and looked at San Yue Qi, "Didn't you say you wanted to go out and play? Where do you want to go?"
Sanyueqi tilted his head, "Really?"
"Anyway, the clothes are already worn out, so let's not waste them. Otherwise, you'll have to ruin another set of clothes next time." Cheng Che responded, and when he failed to find anything in his pocket, he stretched out his hand and handed it to Xing.
The gray-haired girl frowned, rummaged through her pocket and took out a candy in a pink package that she had finally snatched from Cheng Che's hand and handed it to him. She couldn't help but complain, "Can't you take off your clothes before releasing your wings? How many clothes will you have to wear if you keep tearing them off like this?"
"That's what I was planning, but isn't it a little perverted to take off your clothes in public?" Cheng Che glanced at Xing, his eyes sweeping over Xing's clothes with disdain, "Why don't you change your clothes? Don't you have any clothes to change into?"
The bloodstains remained on the white clothes, looking strangely glaring.
Xing looked down, then raised his head again, "Yes, but General Jingyuan said that if I change clothes now, my clean clothes will definitely get dirty when I eat dinner in the evening, so..."
Let’s get dirty together, don’t waste it.
Cheng Che glanced at Xing, expressionless, "I want to eat braised chicken tonight."
"Then... I hope that the braised chicken I want to eat will appear in the trash can." Xing quickly came back to his senses and ordered dishes reflexively, then asked in confusion, "So is the braised chicken delicious? Why do you want to eat it?"
Cheng Che thought about it and said calmly, "Because I saw a yellow, dull, and trashy star core spirit, I have to make up for my broken heart."
After saying that, Cheng Che turned around, carrying his wings on his back and prepared to go back to the house.
"boom--"
With a loud bang, the wings got stuck in the small door connecting the trains.
Cheng Che slowly folded his wings with a cold face, and his low voice was full of complaints, "Is today my Mercury retrograde day? I have trouble everywhere..."
The black wings gradually became smaller at a slow pace, slowly retracted into the back and disappeared under the skin.
Under the blank gazes of the crowd, Cheng Che stood in silence for a long time with his back to the crowd, waiting for his wings to be folded before he walked through the door and into the rear carriage.
The protagonist disappeared, and everyone's eyes were turned back, as if they were still immersed in the unspeakable fever and embarrassment and couldn't recover.
Xing blinked, trying to suppress the confusion in her eyes, and asked doubtfully, "Yellow, boring, and rubbish?"
"That makes sense." San Yue Qi touched the back of his head. He didn't take Cheng Che's depression to heart. He propped up his chin with his eyes shining. "Then Miss Ben is beautiful, pretty, cute and powerful."
Xing tilted her head, "Although I have an inextricable relationship with trash cans, I am not trash, right?"
"Accept your fate." Sanyueqi patted Xing's shoulder and said seriously, "Since Cheng Che has said this, you little trash can spirit should accept your fate."
Just when Xing was about to accept his fate, a head of blue hair suddenly appeared in his sight.
Sambo, with the same enthusiastic and bright smile he had when selling fake goods, quietly sat down beside Silver Branch and said, "Knight Silver Branch, do you have any idea of visiting the tavern? There are many people in our tavern who are looking forward to receiving the baptism of pure beauty..."
Yinzhi leaned back slightly and said, "I don't have any plans for now. I won't be passing by the tavern on my way forward."
"What a pity." Sambo was not angry at all, and asked persistently, "Then how did you feel when you were sitting in the trash can? Did you mind being put into a sack?"
Don't panic!
Let Cheng Che take out the trash can and sacks!
Carrying it on your back is like a sprint!
Yinzhi blinked and moved away a little again, as if she sensed some ill intention.
Xing shook his head repeatedly, and finally found Jingyuan who was taking a nap and poked him.
Jingyuan:? ? ?
Under Jing Yuan's puzzled gaze, Xing pointed in the direction of Sangbo, "Aren't you hesitating whether to let the raccoon sniff catnip? Look, this is teaching by example!"
Chapter 472 Tea... is also good
After dinner, Xing finally changed out of her dirty and much-disliked clothes, put on a baggy sweatshirt, and knocked on Cheng Che's bedroom door.
Ever since solving the nuclear disaster on Luofu Star, Cheng Che occasionally played with everyone else, and when he came back at night he would cram on the various books he had bought, as if he was trying to make his head less empty.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Che was sitting cross-legged on the carpet. He looked up after hearing the voice and looked at Xing with surprise. "Do you need to pick up some midnight snacks?"
The time isn’t right. It’s not even half an hour since I finished my meal.
Xing shook his head, looked around furtively, and then whooshed into the room.
The gray-haired girl patted her chest, a little cautiously, but not much.
She was about to turn around confidently, but she saw an indescribable look in Cheng Che's eyes.
star:……
Xing walked lightly to the carpet, sat on it as well, and looked at Cheng Che questioningly, "Why are you looking at me like that? You can just look at San Yue Qi the same way!"
Cheng Che yawned, touched the piece of paper beside him, pinched it and put it into the book as a bookmark, then looked at Xing leisurely. Qingyue's voice, still with the youthfulness of youth, was extremely cold, "What are you doing sneaking in here? I don't think you want to talk to me about something unhealthy..."
Look at the guilty look on his face. If you don’t know, you would think he is doing something else!
"I just..." Xing's expression froze. After hesitating for a moment, he tried to lower his voice and stammered, "I just wanted to ask you what you and Ren did today. I..."