Chapter 164 (1/2)
”It's just a dead house. It's so tall,” Simon said dismissively. ”I'm too lazy to participate in various activities. Am I proud?”
”You think everyone is you. A salted fish zombie will melt in the sun,” Song Yun said. ”I don't care about you. I'll continue to draw comics. I've drawn it to Alan.”
”Well, go, go, go, that place is the climax. I believe the next scene of Alan becoming a giant will amaze the readers.” Simon nodded, turned over and lay down on the bed and began typing.
She has written a lot about the plot of the giant, which has been given to song Yunwu until Wang Zhengpian. Next, she mainly wrote the plot of the fourth part of JOJO and the pet elf.
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Her fingers pounded on the keyboard quickly. After a while, she suddenly propped up her upper body and rubbed her chest: ”Alas, chest size is also bad. It's a little stuffy. These airports may never have this trouble.”
She simply stopped and was going downstairs to steal some tomatoes.
The charterer is in a good mood today. Stealing more should not be beaten.
She crept to the first floor and happened to run into Jin Huayuan.
”Yo.” Simon Qing said hello.
Jin Huayuan immediately turned to leave.
She grabbed Jin Huayuan: ”Alas, what are you running for? Am I terrible?”
Jin Huayuan turned her back and looked bitter and forced: [are you afraid that you don't have a little force in your heart? What have I been like before? God knows what I would be like if I didn't stay away from you.]
Of course, when she turned away, her expression was well covered up. She shook her head with a smile: ”no, it's not terrible.”
”No, what are you running from?”
”I, I'm in a hurry.”
”You're in a hurry? Then wait a minute,” Simon said to her, gurgling a glass of water, and then took some tomatoes. ”I'll go to the bathroom with you, and then go to your room. Since I met you, I'm looking for you.”
”Ah?” Jin Huayuan was forced even harder. How could she escape?
She had no choice but to enter the bathroom in Ximen's eyes. Across the door, she asked Ximen Qing in a trembling voice, ”excuse me, what can I do for you?”
Outside the bathroom, Ximen Qing took a sip of tomatoes, drank a sip of water, and then said, ”you're not very good at arranging music. Teach me.”
”Ah?” Jin Huayuan didn't expect to say this, ”do you want to learn music?”
”Just know some basic knowledge,” Simon Qing said after drinking again. ”When you arrange the music, I can put forward more accurate suggestions on the details.”
Jin Huayuan was stunned, and then her expression became more and more bitter, so this was said on the premise that she was regarded as the binding arranger?
She tried to save herself: ”the arrangement is actually very simple. I'll teach you and you'll learn it soon. I don't need it.”
”Oh, that's too much trouble,” Simon said. ”I don't have you. Why should I learn so much and waste so much time and energy.”
Jin Huayuan is almost crying.