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Chapter 190 She's a Mandrill
"What a nostalgic place."

The lady's car stopped at the intersection of the old street, and Xu Yuanyuan, who was wearing a bright fur, got out of the car sideways. The good figure and excellent body proportions trained by professional figure skating still attracted passers-by's involuntary gaze.

Yu Xian opened the door of the passenger seat, "Thank you for your hard work, I made a special trip to take me back."

"No way, it's not easy for a pretty girl like me to make a living in the local media."

Xu Yuanyuan winked wildly, "I can get extra bonuses for good reports, and my dream of buying a house in Sandalwood City will come to nothing!"

"You have to work hard yourself. It is impossible for "Anecdote of Ancient Times" to rely on my news alone."

The editorial department of "Ancient Anecdotes" was originally located in Yuege City, but the important reports almost came from Xian.

In addition, Liujuehu arranged Jinxiao Pedestrian Street as a base in Sandalwood City, so Bai Mo simply transferred the magazine office.

Xu Yuanyuan is very clear about the position of the editorial department. The background of periodicals and magazines is not as good as others, so they will be hosted by beautiful women and live broadcast by beautiful women.

The tactics are really good. Since the live broadcast of Shenggu Mountain Scenic Area, there are still many water friends who post barrage in the live broadcast room that Yu Xian occasionally opens, saying that it has been a long time since the beautiful reporter with long legs.

"Want to go up and sit down?" Yu Xian pointed to the old residential building deep in the street, "We just happened to have lived in that rented house."

"No, just take a look"

Xu Yuanyuan felt a surge of negative emotions mixed with helplessness.

As a professional athlete, the harder Xu Yuanyuan worked, the more he knew the gap between talents, because he was incomparable with geniuses, and it was barely enough to get into the top ten of the National Games.

Such a career has no future, so it is better to switch to other fields while not having so many injuries and still young.

"That's quite frank."

"I'm a sports student. I express my emotions directly. It's not good to keep them in my heart. It will affect my performance on the field."

Also a professional player, Xu Yuanyuan was the complete opposite of Su Qingge.

When "Su Qingge" mentioned this junior girl, Xu Yuanyuan's expression was slightly dark, "She has advanced to the National Games."

After recovering from injury, Su Qingge has been aiming to be the champion of the National Games, and now he is on the way to the ideal stage.

But Yu Xian always felt that Xu Yuanyuan's expression was not right.

"Why don't you be happy for the school girl?"

"It's not fun, she will be finished if she continues."

Yu Xian was taken aback for a moment before responding, "Ah?!"

"For laymen to watch the excitement, for professionals to watch the way." Xu Yuanyuan sighed, "Just now we were in the editorial department waiting for post-proofreading, didn't we watch a section of Su Qingge's competition?"

"Yeah, it's pretty nice"

Yu Xian had never studied figure skating before, and his intuitive impression was that Su Qingge's movements were very standard, as if he was proficient in skating, and the program was completed beautifully.

"Her technique is stronger than before, but without emotion."

After coming to Sandalwood City with the editorial team of "Ancient Fun Stories", Xu Yuanyuan paid a special visit to Su Qingge.

"There's something wrong with her, very wrong."

Xu Yuanyuan bit her nails with her teeth inadvertently, and only after thinking about herself could she describe her feelings.

"If your life is a novel, the role of Su Qingge is very abrupt. She is abrupt everywhere. Even in the practice field, I feel that she is out of place with her surroundings."

Just watching the video of the game, Yu Xian couldn't realize such a profound cognition.

According to Xu Yuanyuan, Su Qingge worked harder and more resolutely than before, showing a strength far beyond ordinary people, and his skills have also improved.

But figure skating requires artistic beauty and emotional expression, and Su Qingge is largely lacking in these aspects.

"Is that so? Maybe I should talk to her before leaving the rental house."

Yu Xian is about to leave the rental house, the place is too narrow, there needs to be room for Xiaomei and Tushijia to move around.

There are more and more friends, and when you come to Xian's house to visit, you can't always let him sit on the bed.

Jinxiao Pedestrian Street cleared out a large number of bullies and hooligans, and all the properties belonged to the Jin family, and personnel from six extreme households also settled in.

There are quite a lot of vacant old buildings in the alley, so you can go inside and choose directly when you are free.

Anyway, he only lived for a few months, and the research institute over Ziyan Mountain should be completed.

If I go to see the house tomorrow, I can move out of the rental house directly. In the future, I will have fewer and fewer opportunities to meet Su Qingge. At most, I will wait for her to advance to the finals and buy a ticket to go and have a look.

Looking at the street scene, Xu Yuanyuan recalled the years of hard work in the past, so he dragged Yu Xian to have a barbecue nearby, reminiscing about his youth.

"Hiccup~"

Hiccupping, Yu Xian watched Xu Yuanyuan's red car leave.

Tomorrow, Yu Xian will also move out of here, and go to Jinxiao Pedestrian Street to be the downstairs neighbor of Miao Xin.

At the back of the old street, under the dim street lights in the distance, a familiar figure turned into the entrance of the corridor.

Growing up together, they were childhood sweethearts, and Yu Xian recognized that it was Su Qingge's back.

"clear"

Just when a little tone came out of his throat, Yu Xian suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable in his eyes.

There is a familiar feeling in the right eye, a little soreness and a little burning.

The double pupils are activated!

Su Qingge is a mandrill!

When Liujuehu went to the cold plateau, Yu Xian gained the ability of double pupils.

After that, Yu Xian had never met Su Qingge, and had no idea that she was a mandrill.
As shown by the double pupils, from the back, half of Su Qingge's head is translucent, and there is also a large translucent hole in his chest.

Mandrills are people who deserve to die but are not dead, with missing or extra souls.

Jin Jiulang in Jinxiao Pedestrian Street was forcibly added with a soul by the black witches to make a mandrill, so the extra half-dissolved limbs can be seen with his eyes;

Su Qingge obviously lacked a soul. He should have died, but continued to exist in a state of neither human nor ghost.

No wonder, Xu Yuanyuan said that she is not suitable for any occasion.

On the system interface, click the icon in leisure time, and the etheric corpse guard will strengthen the ability to analyze the soul.

Before Su Qingge went upstairs and turned the corner, Yu Xian captured more information.

The soul and the soul are arranged in two rows.

Su Qingge's head only shows one soul and three souls, which is more than half of the three souls and seven souls of the heavenly man.

"Qing Song."

"Ok?"

Hearing the call in the middle of the night, Su Qingge's mood didn't fluctuate at all, he turned around numbly, and his empty eyes only showed a bit of expression when he saw Yu Xian.

Yu Xian secretly greeted Painter A on the phone and asked him to help observe.

"It's been so late since training."

"Yes, I must win the championship, and I must bring home the trophy and prize money to my parents."

The tone is ethereal, but there is a deep secular obsession in it.

"Is your injury okay?"

"There can only be no problems, there must be no problems."

The corridor fell into silence, the two sides looked at each other, and Yu Xian even felt that he was looking at a ghost with incomplete consciousness, lifeless and emotionless.

"It's okay, just take a rest."

"I have advanced to the National Games, and I invite you to the final."

"Ok."

(End of this chapter)