Gracie's Wonderful Studio

Many people feel that if there are multiple people in the family, the troubles will be multiplied many times.

It's much more comfortable living alone.

But if there is an all-round robot at home, it will be completely different.

Although Gracie felt that she was not lazy.

But Qi Qi obviously didn't think so.

From replenishing snacks, to cleaning the house, and even washing for sleep.

Gracie felt that she was suddenly a left-behind child with a single parent who was self-reliant, and became a useless person who stretched out his clothes and opened his mouth for food.

For Qiqi, hardware is not a problem.

As long as she learns enough knowledge, she can theoretically reproduce it.

"This is the sliced ​​noodles I bought from Boss Xu next door."

Qiqi flew back from the outside, carrying two boxes of takeaway.

"By the way, why isn't there a kitchen? Qiqi, I know how to cook now. If you like to eat the noodles made by Boss Xu, I just took a look at the back chef of his noodle shop, and I already know how to cook."

"If Boss Xu heard what you said, he would have to report you as an abnormal puppet on the spot."

Gracie shook her head.

Now Qiqi's armor has been stripped off by her long ago, replaced by ordinary small skirts, and she claims to the neighbors that she is a small household robot.

Of course, the neighbors around her are also pitiful.

This street is not very attractive, and it will take at least a few years before it can be restored to life.

"Besides, how can the kitchen be used near the studio...Even if there is a range hood, it is inevitable that there will be escaping, and you will not be able to see anything for a while. After a long time, the walls of the room and the canvas will always be attached. Get those grease stains on."

Gracie rejected Qiqi's proposal to cook.

But she looked at the little puppet who was doing nothing, thought for a while, and passed her tablet over.

"If you're so bored, just play a game."

……

three hours later.

Qiqi returned the tablet.

There is a big reminder on the screen.

[You have been reported by a large number of players for using cheats, and your account is temporarily suspended for security inspection.If in doubt, please consult customer service. 】

"..."

Grace froze for a moment and asked.

"What have you done?"

"Normal, game."

Upon hearing this, Gracie checked the record of that account online.

100% win rate.

Four full pages of MVP.

It is true that the ranking is played as an adult machine.

The main thing is that Gracie himself just plays casually occasionally, and his record is mediocre, and now suddenly it's like hiring a power leveling fried fish.

No wonder it was reported crazily.

Moreover, Qiqi seems to be playing very boring.

It is better to continue to download the information and learn something else.

Learning can make her happy.

I don't know if it's because there is an extra "person" in the studio, so the popularity has increased a little.

In the afternoon, a new customer came.

Not a JK horse girl, nor a JK beautiful girl.

But a middle-aged man.

Like the famous Lu Xun, he has a mustache, a crew cut, and a face with Chinese characters.

But it is different from literati.

Whether it's body shape or temperament, this middle-aged man is strong to a heinous level.

Just push open the door and stand there casually.

As the breeze blew, the white shirt with the open neckline on the upper body seemed to be made of iron, motionless.

Capable and calm, solid and not vain.

His gaze was sweeping, and he possessed a majesty of his own.

Although, he only showed one right eye, and the left eye was tightly blocked by the blindfold.

It is estimated that he is also a great figure in other worlds.

But even Qiqi didn't take the other party seriously... because although the other party looked high-ranking, powerful, imposing, and seemed to have a lot of power in his body, he still belonged to the human category.

"What a wonderful place."

The middle-aged man seemed to have finished receiving the information in his mind and understood the situation he encountered, his voice was like a stone.

"Little girl, I am the President from Amistoris, Kim Bradley... Is your place just a simple studio?"

"Ah."

Gracie nodded.

If it's those system texts on the Internet, she probably has something like an exchange mall here, and then trades with people from different worlds.

Or the kind of spoiler repeat machine text in the chat group...

Gracie, the strongest shopkeeper in history.

Gracie, the strongest chat group leader in history.

……

But the reality is that she doesn't know the situation of these customers, and she doesn't have any system mall.

Gracie has actually stayed here for so long, so she already has a little guess.

Because the function of this studio to connect different worlds is probably because she wanted to get in touch with different colors, and it appeared accordingly.

This is also her original intention to open a studio.

If it was a different idea at the beginning, maybe everything will become another way.

But Gracie has nothing to regret.

The paintings she drew before are not only abstract, but even the degree of darkness, in a sense, can crush the lyrics written by Pochi-chan. This is working hard.

Gracie has gradually enriched the colors after getting in touch with the horse girls and other partners in the band.

It's not that twisted anymore.

It is different from those protagonists who harvest the resources of the world.

Gracie is much simpler.

"Although the different world is very novel, my place is simply a studio... So, the president from a foreign country, do you want to paint a picture?"

Gracie was halfway through, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Because the first two customers, whether it is the Emperor of the East China Sea or Boqijiang.

She couldn't draw the other party well.

Because the emperor of the East China Sea has not yet reached the peak, the band has not reached the goal of Hongxia's creation.

But the one in front of him should be different.

Whether it's temperament, ability, or status, it all shows that the other party has indeed reached the apex of a country as he himself said.

This is a man who has reached the top.

Gracie is also very interested in getting in touch with the color of a foreign president.

Isn't that why she opened a studio?

She may not be able to understand the scheming of high-ranking and powerful people, but the scheming city is just dust on the water.

Gracie can see the original color.

At this moment, President Bradley was watched by Gracie's pure eyes.

Even he, who has the strongest eyes, feels a little shy.

"The me now, I'm afraid, can't."

Bradley was silent for a long time before speaking again, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I'll make up for this painting in the future, anyway, I can come anytime, can't I?"

Chapter 57 This isn't a collection of paintings, it's clearly an urn!

The great president just went away.

But this exists.

I don't know how many thoughts have passed through my mind.

Although Gracie said that her place is just a studio, to Bradley, the meaning is far more than that.