MTL - My Darling Is Pampered and Wild-Chapter 42 1 clue about that iron plate
Qin Xun repeatedly zoomed in and watched it several times before he suddenly cracked his mouth and laughed: "Is this the picture that made me green?"
Feeling the feeling behind the smile, Yi Sui said tremblingly: "Master, it's just a picture...that picture...it must be the boss and his friends eating, Jiang Tingyun is also true, this kind of obviously not What's wrong with the real picture?"
Qin Xun said "um", then opened the dialog with Lu Qingqiao.
The conversation between the two was still on Sunday.
He typed and deleted for three or four minutes before he sent out a sentence: [Have you eaten dinner yet? 】
After sending it out, he felt that the words were inexplicably awkward. Just as he was about to withdraw, he saw the message on the top of the dialog box: The other party is typing...
His hands froze, and after holding his breath for a few seconds, he felt that everything around him was still.
Lu Qingqiao: [Eating Western food, with Sheng Ming. 】
Immediately followed by two words: [How about you? 】
Qin Xun smiled, no longer with a dense meaning, but with the brilliance of the sun.
He replied: [I haven't eaten yet. 】
Lu Qingqiao: [Don't be hungry, go eat. 】
Qin? Little milk dog? Nodding obediently: [Hmmmm. 】
Lu Qingqiao: [There is a concert this Saturday, come with me. 】
Qin? smiled like a sunflower? 】
When Jiang Tingyun returned to the dormitory, he found that his father was playing games and humming songs. He looked at Yi Sui as if he had seen a ghost.
Yi Sui walked up to him and said in a low voice, "My lord is probably crazy."
Jiang Tingyun looked at Yi Sui and said without emotion, "Then you are finished."
Yi Sui: ...
"I'm back. After my game is over, let's have dinner together." Qin Xun looked back at the two of them, and Yi Sui quickly retracted his head from Jiang Tingyun's ear.
Jiang Tingyun: "I just came back from the restaurant, just..."
Under Qin Xun's particularly bright eyes, the rest of the word "don't go" couldn't be uttered, and then...
Jiang Tingyun, who had just eaten his fill, sat again in the restaurant in front of the school.
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After Lu Qingqiao was full, Sheng Ming took a kraft paper information bag and gave it to her.
Said: "The sign you took last time looked familiar to me. I went back and looked it up to find out the information."
After Lu Qingqiao photographed the sign last time, Lu Qingqiao checked a lot of information, and even rummaged through the relics of her parents and grandparents, but found nothing, she still wanted to find a time to come back in person Take a look at the old house in Luocheng, there are a lot of things stored there.
Unexpectedly, Sheng Ming had a clue first.
She opened the file bag and took a look.
Saying that it is data is more like an interview record and photos.
The handwriting is very familiar, it is Sheng Ming's words.
Sheng Ming's handwriting was very different from his appearance. It was written in a crooked and crooked way, just like chicken feet. No matter how much the teacher taught him since childhood, he couldn't change it.
Lu Qingqiao frowned slightly when she saw the appalling handwriting, and couldn't help but complain, "Your handwriting still hasn't improved."
Sheng Ming raised his eyebrows and smiled: "As long as my signature is handsome enough, those words don't matter."
If it wasn't for Lu Qingqiao, how could he invite out his calligraphy?
Lu Qingqiao took a general look at the whole piece of nonsense, and summed it up as follows:
This place is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. The old people he casually met were all on the road back then, looking at the tattoos on their arms, so special, so awesome! When he was young, he must have been a gang leader. When he was old, he endured hardship in order to hide from his enemies in this place where birds don't shit.
