The Slightly Weird Commander's Ship Girl Tour

Huang Chen was silent, and walked towards the stairs silently, "I'll go and persuade her."

Zhaohe nodded, turned around and planned to continue looking at the store. She and Ying Rui were supposed to be together, but they accidentally lost the coin toss.

It doesn't matter if there are customers or not, whether it's reading novels or eating snacks.

Just being alone is kind of boring.

The girl thought that she had just sat at the counter and realized that she seemed to have something else to ask the commander. She raised her head, where is the commander in the shop?

Forget it, it's not a big deal.

Zhaohe lowered his head and continued to study the novel he hadn't finished.

Huang Chen and Fushun fought hard for half an hour, then took a break and had lunch by the way, and then had a heated discussion for another 10 minutes before finally letting the girl give up on the idea of ​​taking that ugly stone lion back.

But the price is that he has to teach Fushun how to carve after he returns to the port area. After all, he himself said, "I can carve with my feet."

Fushun believed it, and asked a teacher for art on the spot.

However, one ugly stone lion was canceled, and there is still a lot of luggage to bring back this time.

If it wasn't for the fact that the ugly stone lion was too ugly and heavy, and Fushun planned to put it at the gate of the port area, Huang Chen would also turn a blind eye.

In the afternoon, the girls began to put their luggage into the boxes, and the big boxes were piled up in the hall.

The tables and chairs in the hall were piled up in the corners of the room. They seemed empty at first, but they were soon occupied by neatly stacked boxes.

The quantity was so large that the cardboard boxes brought back at the beginning were not enough, so it was only appropriate for Huang Chen to take two trips to the Jianniang's headquarters on three wheels.

As for some large items that the girl wanted to take away but were inconvenient to put in boxes, such as cabinets and bookshelves, they were wrapped in sponge cloth and piled up together.

Everyone moved very quickly, and everything was cleaned up in one afternoon.

Yixian saw that it was almost the same, so he contacted the logistics company, and sent this batch of things to the port area the next morning.

The girl's estimate was quite accurate. It came in a container trailer, which was packed so full that it almost couldn't fit.

In the afternoon, Huang Chen was reading in the hall. The reason why he wasn't in the room was because he always felt that it was a bit stuffy there, and it was a bit noisy when the window was open. with words.

"Didn't I say that the engraving can only be done after returning to the port area?"

Huang Chen sighed, put down his pen and looked at Fushun helplessly.

"It's not this, Commander, look at this!"

Fushun puffed his mouth, and then a large hardcover book came out from behind.

"What is this?"

Huang Chen frowned, feeling bad.

Chapter 610 Drawing Book

It's not that Huang Chen doesn't believe in Fushun, it's just that this girl has tossed a lot of weird things during this period of time.

Because of the packing, many old objects that have been dusty for a long time have revealed their true faces, such as old photos, old notebooks, some old toys, etc. are normal.

Most people will miss it when they see it, but in the end they just put it aside and it won't affect their work.

But this is not the case in Fushun. No matter what interesting things the girl finds, her attention will be diverted almost instantly, and then she will play happily.

For example, if you find an old photo, you don’t just look at it, but you will rush to find the place where the photo was taken, and study the difference between the photo and reality.

I even want to drag someone to take a few more identical photos.

Who can she pull?Taiyuan, Pinghai, and her dear commander.

Huang Chen readily agreed at first, but gradually realized something was wrong.

The girl in Fushun is interested in almost everything, no matter what she finds, she can play with it, and even take out a few old gel pens to write and draw.

And at the beginning, the girl called Taiyuan Pinghai, but later it seemed that Anshan criticized her, so by the way, Fu only came to find Huang Chen alone.

But fortunately, Huang Chen was good at dealing with little girls. Although he was a little exhausted, he was quite happy.

And there is always an end to searching for old things. After the luggage is cleaned up and the logistics are all gone, how can we find new things?

But Fushun can do it.

"Hey hey, this is not an ordinary notebook..."

"This is the notebook in Wang Wei's poems, right?" Huang Chen put the book and notebook away, stared at the girl and asked his doubts, "Where did you find it?"

Fushun shrank his neck, looked left and right, leaned in front of him and whispered, "I found this from Changchun, it should belong to Miss Anshan."

"Huh?" Huang Chen frowned, "Diary? This isn't very good, is it?"

"No, it's not a diary." Fushun shook his head, opened the notebook and put it in front of the commander's eyes, "You'll know it when you look at it."

"I don't want to watch." Huang Chen suddenly felt bad, and subconsciously closed his eyes. He had been tricked by girls like this before.

"Let's take a look. Commander?" Fushun moved up with the notebook, and scratched his eyelids with another hand.

The latter feels more and more that there must be a hole in this thing, and fumbles with his eyes closed to snatch the notebook.

Fushun had quick eyes and quick hands, and immediately lifted it up, dodging Huang Chen's big hand.

Just about to laugh out loud, but felt that his hand was empty, and the notebook was taken from behind him.

The girl hurriedly turned her head, but shrank her neck in fright, and hid behind Huang Chen, "Sister..."

"Anshan?" Huang Chen squinted his eyes when he heard this. The girl with long green hair was standing not far away, looking at the notebook in her hand with a calm expression and a hint of nostalgia.

It looks like this, it must be a diary, right?

Huang Chen thought of this in his heart, he turned his head and gave Fushun a look, then he fished the girl in front of him and escorted her over.

The girl pressed her feet against the ground to resist, but was still pushed to the front by Huang Chen's firm and powerful hands.

An Shan raised his head when he heard the voice, with a puzzled expression on his face, "Commander, Fushun, what are you doing..."

Huang Chen immediately said righteously, "The culprit has been arrested and brought to justice."

"It's not the culprit!" Fushun puffed out his mouth, struggling to break free from Huang Chen's grasp, but failed.

"Really." An Shan shook his head helplessly, raised the notebook in his hand, "This..."

"It's Fushun. I didn't look at it at all. I don't know anything." Huang Chen said.

Fushun immediately struggled fiercely. Seeing this, Huang Chen put his hands under the girl's armpit to lift her up, and lifted her up to Anshan.

Probably knowing that there is no hope of escape, Fushun stopped struggling, and said softly with his head down, "Sister, this is..."

"So it was Fushun who found it? I thought I lost it." An Shan was a little surprised, and threw the notebook on the table, not at all as angry as Huang Chen imagined.

Fushun was immediately pleasantly surprised, and then turned his head to stare at Huang Chen with the corners of his mouth raised, with an expression on his face that you don't want to put me down quickly.

Huang Chen was also a little surprised, but he didn't put down Fushun in a hurry, but shook his hand like a rocker before putting down the dizzy girl.

Walking to Anshan's side, he wondered, "What is this?"

"The previous drawing book." An Shan said with a look of nostalgia, "I didn't see it when I was packing up. I thought I lost it."

"I found this among the piles of old books that I planned to throw away in Changchun." Fushun walked over unsteadily, climbed up a chair and leaned on the table and said.

An Shan smiled and rubbed Fushun's head, "It's amazing! I was almost thrown away."

Huang Chen stayed beside him without speaking, quietly looking at the drawing book the girl was flipping through page by page, "Are these all drawn by Anshan?"

"We drew it together." An Shan shook his head.

Fushun immediately pointed to a red mark on it to show off to Huang Chen, "I drew this one."

"awesome."

Huang Chen nodded.

Fushun puffed his lips, and pointed to the sudden little memory on it, "This is painted by Changchun, this is painted by Anshan sister, and this is painted by Taiyuan...Actually, Anshan sister painted the most."

"It's not... The main thing is that it must end well after the beginning." An Shan said with some embarrassment, feeling that he likes such things like a child, "Obviously Fushun said it at the beginning, but he didn't draw a few strokes in the end. The same goes for Changchun and Taiyuan, so I can only make it up in the end.”

While speaking, he secretly glanced at Huang Chen, as if he was afraid of being misunderstood by the commander.

Huang Chen chuckled, watching the drawing book turn to the last page, it was a Q version of the geographical map of the port area, it hadn't been colored yet.

Fushun blinked, and suddenly remembered, "This is... At that time, I remembered that I would draw it after the commander came back."

Anshan suddenly realized, and then said with a hint of melancholy in his tone, "No wonder it was in Changchun. She kept it at the time. I didn't expect everyone to forget about it."

"But isn't the commander here now? In fact, there is no delay." Fushun was still in a hurry, jumping up from his chair, "I'll call Changchun and Taiyuan, let's start now."

"Fushun..." An Shan paused, then looked at Huang Chen helplessly, "Fushun has always been like this..."

"I know." Huang Chen nodded in agreement, then looked at the picture album on the table, thought about putting all those information books

Chapter 611 Are tools such an inconvenience?

Although Huang Chen thought that his drawing skills were very good, in fact, he had no chance to show it in front of the little guy.

After all, there was only such a square table, and after the Four King Kong surrounded it, several small heads gathered together, almost occupying the space, and it was difficult for Huang Chen to insert it directly.

In the end, I could only helplessly watch Fushun and Changchun perform.

"Well, all right!"

Not long after, with Anshan's last strokes, Fushun smiled and lifted up the drawing book.

Because it was forgotten in the corner for a long time, the paper of the drawing book turned yellow, and the quality of the watercolor pens that Fushun found temporarily was not very good-it belonged to the part that was originally planned to be thrown away.

All this made the pattern on the last page not so good-looking, even out of harmony, the paint was scattered everywhere, and even penetrated outside the lines.

But the girls still love it.

"Commander, how's it going? It's very powerful." Fushun held up the drawing book, as if he was holding some rare treasure in his hand in a hurry.

Huang Chen nodded, "It's still quite interesting."

"It's not just interesting." Fushun shook his head, "This is the masterpiece of your commander and everyone."

Although the commander seems to have not touched a few strokes from the beginning to the end, it still has a profound commemorative significance.

Changchun also thought so, the little girl leaned against the table, even in summer, she put her hands in the big tiger puppet clothes, her light purple eyes twinkled, and she put forward her own suggestion, "Or else put this Frame the pages?"

Taiyuan nodded. Although this suggestion was a bit strange, it seemed that elder sister Changchun could not consider it.