Play Nice

Chapter 381 381
End of June, college exam week.

It is impossible to review. Some people are just like this. They play games all day long without seeing them study, but they always rank among the best in exams. Are you angry?

Jing Jian is such a person.

He slept at school until the third day of the sun, and when he got up, he drove his brother's car back to Hwaseong for lunch. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhong Yun sitting on his sofa.

"Why are you here?"

Doesn't she have social anxiety?
Next to her was a business leader.

In the summer, she is not afraid of the heat. She wears long-sleeved trousers and a sweater hat: "I'm talking about work with the collar, and your mother will let me eat here."

Zhong Yunyun is doing sorting. The profession of sorting is not yet popularized in the empire. Her business is not very good. The business leader gave her a lead and asked her if she wanted to take up the work of sorting the relics. The salary is very high, just a lot. People will be taboo to deal with the dead.

Zhong Yunyun is not shy about this, she has seen many dead people.

It's been hot these two days.

Shang Lingling took the mashed sweet soup out of the refrigerator: "Yunyun, do you want to drink sweet soup?"

"Ah."

The business leader brought her a bowl.

Zhong Yunyun had never had this kind of sweet soup, it tasted very strange, especially to relieve the heat.

"tasty?"

"Delicious."

Shang Lingling gave her another spoonful: "Then drink more."

Ms. Lu was standing at the door of the kitchen.

"Pretty?"

It was the first time that Ms. Lu saw the mysterious appearance of Zhong, neither wearing a mask nor sunglasses, with big eyes and small pear vortex, and she looked very sweet.

"Such a beautiful girl, why wear a mask every day?"

Ms. Lu was a little itchy. Isn't she a face control. When she sees a beautiful girl, she inevitably wants to kidnap her, and the point is - Jing Jian just peeked at other girls!

"See treasure."

Jian Bao, can you still know what Ms. Lu has?Slip to the balcony first.

The business leader received a call and went outside to answer the call.

Ms. Lu picked up Jing Qianqian and sat on the sofa, Zhong Yun sat on the other side, far apart.

"Little Bell."

Facing unfamiliar elders, the socially terrified Xiao Zhong was nervous and motionless, but her ears moved closer and she listened carefully.

Socialist Ms. Lu started a chat with her: "How old are you this year?"

Zhong Yun put his hands on his knees: "22."

"That's the same year as our family's treasure."

Good year, no generation gap.

Ms. Lu started a friendly chat again: "Is your hometown far away? I heard you say it before."

Zhong Yunyun was a little nervous and took a big mouthful of the iced sweet soup: "Yes, it's far away."

Jing Qianqian meowed lazily.

Jing Jian looked at Zhong Yun's hat boredly.The cap of the sweater is pointed, white, and the fabric is slippery.

Zhong Yunyun wears a head like a radish.

"Then you miss home when you're out alone?"

If she says she wants to, Ms. Lu can chat with her about her hometown, and by the way, let's talk about her family.

"I don't want to," she said.

She doesn't want to be home, not at all. She lived on an isolated island before the age of 14, and moved around after the age of 14, wandering around.

She prefers Xingyue Mansion to home.

"Oh, that's quite independent." She couldn't talk in her hometown, and Ms. Lu changed the subject, "What does a organizer do?"

"Doing tidying up."

Just as Ms. Lu was about to ask in detail, Zhong Yunyun handed over a business card.

"It's written on it."

"..."

Ms. Lu took the business card slightly embarrassedly.

It's hard to chat.

Then watch TV.

Ms. Lu found a very funny variety show, and it was really funny.

Ms. Lu: "Goose goose goose."

Zhong Yunyun: "..."

Ms. Lu: "Goose goose goose."

Zhong Yunyun: "..."

Ms. Lu's laughter is super low: "It's too funny."

Zhong Yunyun listened to all directions and did not move.

Ms. Lu: "..."

Suddenly it's not funny anymore.

Let's change the station.

Ms. Lu began to switch channels. When she was on a channel, the "Tuipu" next to her suddenly sat up straight and stared at the TV intently.

I actually like watching this.

Ms. Lu put down the remote control and watched the martial arts drama filmed more than ten years ago with "Radish Head".

The hero of the TV series is a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple.

Ms. Lu is not very interested in the sect rivalry.

"Xiao Zhong, are you hot?"

Zhong Yunyun watched TV and saw that he was fascinated: "It's not hot."

But she was sweating, and she had already had her second bowl of ice-cold sweet soup.

"I'll give you another bowl."

"OK, thanks."

Ms. Lu served her a third bowl.

After watching half an episode of TV, Ms. Lu went to the kitchen and said to Jing Hedong, "I can't talk to Xiao Zhong." This red line is not easy to pull.

Jingjian got up from the sofa, closed the glass door connecting to the balcony, and turned on the central air conditioner in the living room.

"Radish Head" took a deep breath of warmth comfortably.

The dinner table.

Ms. Lu was very enthusiastic, and gave Zhong Yun a chicken leg with her chopsticks: "You're welcome, eat more."

"Thank you."

Zhong Yunyun rarely eats with more than three people, she habitually bury her head and reduce her presence.

Ms. Lu asked her if she would drink beer.She said no, she was a poor drinker, she could just drink sweet soup.

Because Zhong Yun recognized his life and didn't like to talk, the meal was very quiet.

The TV was on, and the martial arts drama that Zhongyun liked was broadcast. As a lay disciple, the male protagonist received the personal biography of the old abbot and learned Jiuyang magic and Yi Jin Jing.

Zhong Yunyun suddenly spoke: "Jingjian."

"Ok?"

Jing Jian put down his chopsticks.

The other three on the table looked at Jing Jian, especially Ms. Lu, with a knocked expression.

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　　Two more coming soon

　　
　
(End of this chapter)