Observation Diary of a Blackened Girl and My Survival Guide

"Cut...actually...put it on..."

An Lan snorted and said nothing.

Holding the small bag she carried with her, she didn't know what she was thinking.

At this time, Lin Qian's voice drifted over: "An Lan, I have something to ask you."

"Tell me~"

"Is the gay man chasing you some kind of dude? He's the one who speaks very arrogantly and never goes through his brain."

"Probably not... I haven't seen him for a long time, what's the matter?"

"If a dude..."

Lin Qian rubbed his forehead with some headaches, and said, "Let's be honest, I don't like dealing with mentally retarded people very much. If I can't walk, I'll spit all over the sky when I come up. Dealing with them is exhausting."

This play at noon today... is a bit like the plots in those urban novels.

A dude gets slapped in the face, which adds to the excitement of the novel, and let's pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Cool!

Taking advantage of the opportunity to take a harem, she had sex with An Lan that night and flirted with a few other girls.

Cool!

Don't ask, just ask one word, cool, cool and it's over.

The general routine of urban literature, don't look at the disgust of readers, all kinds of comments are...

For example: Grass, what old-fashioned plot, the author Jiang Lang has exhausted his talents, right?

Or: This plot is so vulgar... I'm going to jump and watch it.

But in fact, as long as it is written well, there are many people who enjoy reading it.

Lin Qian never dreamed that he would encounter such a thing, but he still experienced it himself.

Although he has the ability to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, he really doesn't want to eat it.

How stupid!

Am I being arranged by some cool writer?

Lin Qian suddenly had a bad premonition. After all, taking out his personality...is really suitable for writing cool articles.

"Don't worry, I won't~"

An Lan walked to Lin Qian's side and leaned against the desk: "After all, you went as my boyfriend. Anyone who dares to target you will look down on me~"

"...It makes sense, everything will be arranged by Miss An Lan."

"Hee hee~ Today's matter~ I'll leave it to you!"

"Lin ~ Qian ~"

........

Xia Qiange returned to the dormitory, and after replacing the house number with a wooden one engraved with 【茶蘼】...

Came to the city where Lin Meng was located again.

There are many tall buildings in the dark, and there is no trace of human habitation.

A dead silence.

The icy wind passed through the forest made of reinforced concrete, and while it rolled up the dust in the sky, there were bursts of howling like ghosts and wolves.

Xia Qiange crossed the road and came to the tall gray building.

Dozens of dark shadows followed her, as if they wanted to get closer to her.

But it was blocked by a strange force.

Suddenly, a paintbrush was thrown down from a room in the gray-white building and stuck on the ground.

The bright red blood scattered around the paintbrush, engulfing all the ghosts.

"Thanks."

Xia Qiange raised his head and said a word, then bent slightly, and his figure soared into the sky.

The next moment, she landed firmly on the window sill where she had just thrown the paintbrush, and got into the window.

[Daily update chapter. 】

Chapter Two Hundred and Six

"coming?"

Lin Meng lay leisurely on a hammock with her eyes closed, as if she was resting.

"Ah."

Xia Qiange nodded and asked, "Where is Linyin's portrait?"

"Draw it over there."

Lin Meng raised her hand and pointed to the easel on the other side.

Xia Qiange turned his gaze and walked to the easel that Lin Meng was pointing at.

It was a color portrait about one person tall. It was very new, and it could be clearly seen that it had been painted not long ago.

The characters are lifelike, as if Lin Yin was perfectly engraved on the drawing paper.

"Thank you, Lin Meng."

"fine."

Lin Meng responded quietly, then floated up and landed in front of Xia Qiange.

She took out a scroll, rolled up Lin Yin's portrait, and rolled up the scroll with a red thread.

Then put it in Singer Xia Qian: "Qiange, it's easy to paint the skin, but it's hard to paint the heart. You need it urgently, and I haven't had much contact with Linyin, so I can't paint her heart. "

"Lin Qian is a very smart person, if you want to deceive him...you have to be careful."

"I know, don't worry, I'm just going to test him, if it doesn't work, I'll be back right away."

"it is good."

"That's right, Lin Meng."

Xia Qiange touched his pocket, took out a mobile phone from his pocket, pressed it casually a few times, and handed it to Lin Meng: "Look at this person, I might still need a portrait of her."

"...well, what's her name."

"An Lan."

"Also, Lin Meng, if the plan fails tonight...I will bring her here tomorrow morning."

After Xia Qiange finished speaking, she walked to the window sill and jumped out.

........

11:30am.

At the entrance of Bubu'ao shopping mall near University City, An Lan looked at Lin Qian who had changed into a new outfit, and nodded with satisfaction: "It really is a clothes hanger, it looks good no matter how you wear it."

"This is the wishful gentleman in my mind."

"...So Miss An, can we go? I really don't want to change clothes anymore." Lin Qian shrugged and said helplessly.

After finishing her work in the morning, An Lan pulled her over to try on clothes.

Are women addicted to this?

And An Lan is a real rich woman with a lot of money.

The clothes I bought for myself cost me two thousand.

The car is still an entry-level sports car worth more than one million yuan.

It's really not a world...

Lin Qian sighed secretly.

Is this what it's like to be taken care of by a rich woman?

With my humble appearance, it's not impossible...

The Lin family's agreement did not mention that they could not be a cowherd.

Lin Qian knew in his heart that this was Lin Qianyue's trick.

"Pfft..."

An Lansu covered her mouth with her hands, and said with a soft smile, "Are you tired? It takes patience to go shopping with your girlfriend. This can be regarded as... a lesson for you in advance?"

"...Get around me."

Lin Qian waved his hand and said, "I'd rather sleep at home all day. If it wasn't for you, no one would want me to go shopping with me."

"Maybe that's the case. Boys always say that... At that time, they will run faster than anyone else."

"Run faster than anyone else? Who did you hear?"

"I saw it on the short video app, and..." An Lan continued: "Lin Qian, aren't you looking for sweet material? We are here~"

"like this..."

An Lan took Lin Qian's arm and leaned on his shoulder: "You should praise me and say something nice to coax me."

"praise you?"

"Yes, like..."

Before An Lan could finish speaking, Lin Qian pulled his hand out of her arm.

He stood in front of An Lan and put his arm on her shoulder lightly.

Bend slightly.

Suddenly, his and her faces were very close together.