My Boss, the White-haired Nun

I went to see cj yesterday and today, it was actually quite interesting but I really didn't sleep well.The reason... is hard to explain.

I have to go to bed early tonight to adjust.Will update everyone tomorrow.

I couldn't stand it anymore, I was too sleepy.

That's it, good night everyone.

①〇 Final volume

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One year later, Shenzhou, Sky City.

"Has Xier not come back yet?"

Gong Ming's voice came from the kitchen along with the sound of clashing pots and spoons and the hot smell of cooking, and he asked into the living room.

"Isn't it just to pick up A Lin? What time is it, why are these two girls crazy outside?"

"I don't know, I should still be in school."

In the living room, a red-haired woman with a squatting decadence all over her body was lying crookedly on the sofa in a loose T-shirt and hot pants. She watched the TV series in front of her with potato chips in her left hand and the remote control in her right. The question was answered casually.

"Before Xi'er went out, she received a call from a teacher. It seemed that Sister Lin beat her classmate again at school." Wuliangta Jizi finally turned his attention away from the TV series when he said this. Looking at the kitchen, his eyes were full of gloating expressions.

"Xie'er asked me to go, but I didn't go, I guess those two are still being trained in the office."

"Did you say something on the phone?" Gong Ming asked with a big head while cooking. "Why does this girl cause trouble for me in school all day long?"

"I don't know about that." Ji Zi shrugged.

"I just listened to the general idea. Don't you know the reason when they come back? Don't worry, what can happen to Sister Lin? After this door, the entire Tianqiong City is probably not enough for her to fight alone."

"Am I worried about her?" Gong Ming said angrily. "I'm worried that she'll break someone else's child! I don't know what era the word [proportion] in that girl's mind has stayed in. Maybe she feels that she is light when someone's arm is removed."

"Then I can't help it." Ji Zi turned his head and continued to look at the TV series, and opened another bag of potato chips. "It's been a year and a half and it's your fault that you haven't twisted her ideas."

"Don't say it's light and light." Gong Ming came out of the kitchen carrying a plate, put the white porcelain plate on the glass dining table, and couldn't help complaining. "Can I teach that girl that not the whole world belongs to our family, and it's not easy to talk to others, okay? That girl has been an emperor since she was seven years old and has been an empress for more than a hundred years. It's different from modern people, okay?"

"Seven years old?" Hearing this, Ji Zi looked at Gong Ming with an expression of looking at poisonous and harmful garbage. "People like you should be arrested and shot."

"Hey, hey! I only married her at the age of seven, but I didn't get married at the age of seven!" Gong Ming defended with a few veins popping up on his head, his face flushed. "Don't talk like I'm a pervert!"

"The guy who married a seven-year-old girl, don't be so righteous! You are already very perverted now!"

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"..."

In a studio on the second floor, Michelangelo in a pure white dress is holding various brushes and sitting on a small wooden chair facing a canvas, with an indifferent little face that should not be entered by strangers. , the cold purple eyes are full of seriousness, daubing something on the canvas.

It is undoubtedly a spacious and well-lit studio. The wall facing the door is entirely covered with a huge floor-to-ceiling window. Because it is afternoon, the goose-yellow curtains are half-drawn, and the faint yellow light shines into the room. Everything was rendered in an orange-red tone. The beauty in white was sitting in the middle of the room, with her long chestnut hair hanging down her back. This scene was already as beautiful as a thick painting.

The person in the painting is painting, and I am looking at the person in the painting.

And this one of the three masters of the Renaissance who has the status of "required" in the chapter of the Renaissance in the history book, is sitting in front of the canvas she is most familiar with, holding the drawing board she is most familiar with, and is serious and focused. drawing a...

stick figure.

On the expensive canvas, there are paintings that seem to be drawn by elementary school students with crayons. The lines of different thicknesses abstractly outline the simplest things. Under the glowing red mass, which may be the sun, there are five people who must use hair color. The human figure can only be vaguely distinguished, and the foot is stepping on a large piece of green smear, which should be grass.Next to it is the classic one in the stick figure that can't recognize what kind it is. Anyway, it knows that it is a tree. There is also a triangular kite flying in the sky, which is pulled into the hands of the purple-haired girl with a white thread.

It is probably a work that can easily be believed to be made by some elementary school student, but the name of the person who painted it is astonishing. When she drew this painting, her expression was focused and serious, but her eyes were full It's a smile, as if he is satisfied with this work from the bottom of his heart.

Maybe it doesn't really matter to her whether a piece of work conforms to the aesthetics of the world or whether it uses superb painting skills.What matters is only what is drawn.

When Gong Ming told her how her "Genesis" was respected by people, she just tilted her head and blinked her eyes, looking at her man ignorantly.However, when she looked at the painting at this moment, there was almost overflowing happiness in her purple eyes.

The beautiful person put down the paintbrush in his hand after finishing the last stroke, his cherry-colored lips were slightly pursed, and an unconcealable smile was outlined at the corner of his mouth.

At that time, when she first returned to Gong Ming's side, her temperament was very different from that of five hundred years ago. She was able to do things and was good at communication.However, with the passage of time, it has returned to the state of five hundred years ago, and the less you speak, you can reach an agreement with the other party with just one look. The eyes are more clean and pure, and the thoughts are more simple.When doing things, she is purely like a child but inexplicably convincing, everything is organized and there is no panic.

In Gong Ming's words, she is a woman that you can hardly describe with words or metaphors.

For example, Xier can say that she is a girl like glutinous rice balls: she looks pure white and soft on the outside, but she is covered with black sesame seeds inside, but if you taste it carefully, you will find that those black sesame seeds are actually It is the sweetest part, the sesame seeds flow out after one bite, and the sweetness can enter the heart all the way down the throat.

Or Mei, if Gong Ming were to describe Mei, he would say it was a cup of jasmine tea.It not only has the light and elegant attributes of tea, but also has its own little sweetness hidden in it.And "incense in the shrine" would be a good adjective for the Yae cherry blossoms, with the bright red color of the withered cherry blossoms, but what is burned is the incense that is dedicated to the gods.

But you can't use any metaphor to describe Michelangelo, just like you can't use any words to describe your own shadow.As if she is a part of your body, she will always appear where you need it, and naturally does not need any verbal communication, as if the souls of the two are connected to each other, as if they are an extension of your body.

This pair is probably the one that best embodies the relationship between the Herrscher and the Judge.Because it is really hard to tell whether they are so compatible because of this kind of fetter, or because of this kind of fit that this kind of fetter has arisen.

Up to now, it has been completely called the fetters of happiness.

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ps:

Damn, every time I want more, all kinds of weird things will pop up and gank me...

I just learned that it will be maintained tomorrow, and it will not be updated from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the morning.

I'm coding, trying to grab the second update before one o'clock.

For the rest of the settings, it will be sent automatically after tomorrow's maintenance.

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At the same time, in the teacher's office of a junior high school in Tianqiong City.