System Mission!

Whenever Mai Xiaoji is complacent, the Golden Circle mobile phone always likes to give him a head drink, which makes his mood fall into a trough in an instant, and his mind becomes calm.

One flower without roots and stems, for thirty days. After the system is completed, you can receive the system package.

The first thing that comes to Mai Xiaoji's mind is the flower on the other side, no, people just have no leaves when the flower blooms, and there are roots and stems.

Mai Xiaoji meditated hard and confirmed that he had never seen a flower without rhizomes. On second thought, the system always likes to tease itself, and the six-legged spider last time was experience, and the spider with two legs missing was successfully collected.

Let's just say, you have to know how to be flexible, and that's probably what the system means, develop your own intelligence.

There is a pot of junzi orchid in the office that is in full bloom, and when Mai Xiaoji touches it lightly, one of them falls, without roots and stems, and it is very delicate, this is it!

Pick up your phone and point it and collect!

Unsuccessful!

Collect again!

Not yet successful!

Mai Xiaoji sighed slightly, and could only put the flower on the flower cluster again, pitiful that it was going to wither in advance.

After repeatedly studying this system task, Mai Xiaoji still found a loophole, that is, there is no limit this time, and he didn't say that it is not okay for others to find it on his behalf.

Hehe, since that's the case, that's easy!

In the Juxian Building, Mai Xiaoji generously asked a question, what is a flower without roots and stems? ”

"It's a snowflake!" Li Qingzhao said without thinking.

Mai Xiaoji was stunned, and the rest of the ancients also nodded, it's too simple!

"Hehe, I don't know about this?" asked Yu Xuanji with a smile.

"Well, I'm just ......" Mai Xiaoji scratched his head and couldn't answer.

Cai Wenji was a little worried, "It's so simple, Xiao Ji is naturally joking." Could it be that you are tired of preparing for the auction?"

"Yes, I'm a little tired and want to relax. Mai Xiaoji squeezed out a smile.

Li Qingzhao is so clever, she answered first, and those who couldn't guess followed suit, pretending that she had thought of it. McXiaoji didn't believe it, and everyone knew the answer.

Wan Hu and Bian He stayed at home, and they were about to become fools when they studied spacecraft and jade identification, yes, go upstairs to test them.

The door was hidden, Mai Xiaoji knocked on the door twice and entered, there was a row of table-high materials piled up in the corner, blocked by a chair in the middle, on the left was Wanhu's, and on the right was Bian He's.

"Xiao Ji is here!" Wan Hu was in good spirits, showing his skills in front of the mayor, making him feel that he was not a useless person.

Bian He also vacated his chair and gave it to Mai Xiaoji.

"If the room is small, let Wen Ji arrange a larger study room for you. McXiaoji said.

"No!"

"Okay!" Bian He.

The two spoke in unison, but there were two answers, Wan Hu glared at Bian He, and said: "Xiaoji, this room is enough, not to mention that you can read on your mobile phone and computer, you can't use a big room." ”

"Hehe, Wanhu said no, then don't use it. Bian He grinned.

"It's very brain-consuming to study these things, why don't we relax, I'll give you an exam question, what flowers have no roots and no stems?"

Wan Hu and Bian He looked at each other, Mai Xiaoji was secretly happy in his heart, and guessed that these two otaku were the stupidest, and sure enough, they were the same as themselves, and they couldn't guess it.

Bian He grabbed his hair hard, racking his brains to think, but he shook his head, as if he couldn't think of it. Wan Hu also smiled bitterly: "It's said that it's relaxing, but I'm going to have to search my intestines even more." ”

"Haha, it's nothing if you can't guess, it's harder. Mai Xiaoji smiled heartily.

"It's hard, it can't be said to be snowflakes!" Bian He said.

"I also want to say snowflakes, but I don't think the answer will be so easy. Wan Hu also said.

Mai Xiaoji had a black line, and couldn't help but hold his forehead and sigh, people had already guessed it. Forced to smile: "Ha, it's snowflakes, so ah, don't think too complicated about everything, maybe those that we ignore are often the answers." ”

Wanhu's eyes lit up, and he bowed and said, "Xiao Ji's words are very philosophical!"

"Well said, study deeply, and then go back to the original way of judging...... Haha, I think I got the hang of it. "Bian He was very happy.

"It's all Xiaoji's mention!"

"A word to wake up the dreamer!"

I couldn't laugh anymore, so McEgie said goodbye to the two and went to see the three new artists. Tang Bohu is inscribed a poem on his painting, "Only lovesick tears are difficult to cut, and the old marks are broken and the new ones are connected." ”

"Xiao Ji, come and see, how is my painting?" Tang Bohu beckoned.

Whether it is painting or calligraphy, they have reached the point of perfection, and there are no flaws that can be found, which can be called perfect.

"It's very good, but if you add a few more flowers without roots and stems, it will be more meaningful. Mai Xiaoji said deliberately.

Tang Bohu frowned slightly, and chanted a poem, "The crested head is exchanged with snowflakes, cutting off the muddy water of the Wusong River, ah! Xiaoji's idea is very good, spray a few snowflakes to set off this parting hatred! Good, good!"

Mai Xiaoji wiped the cold sweat and gave up the idea of raising his IQ. If you look at Zhao Mengfu again, it seems to be decent, and the writing is a masterpiece that has been handed down to this day, and a word was deliberately added to the back, imitation.

It's not like Tang Bohu, who comes up to be original, and is unwilling to label it as an imitation.

"Brother Zhao, you should also write more original works, and keep them in reserve. McEgie reminded.

Zhao Mengfu immediately showed a smiling face, very happy, not to mention that writing your own things should be said to be imitations, even if it is a shame to make a living by copying other people's works.

"I've prepared some for a long time, but I haven't taken them out. Zhao Mengfu said truthfully.

There was a snoring sound in Wang Xizhi's room, but Mai Xiaoji didn't go in, and looked outside. Oh, the house is full of orchid pavilions, full of gold and jade, pleasing to the eye.

Mai Xiaoji gently closed the door for him, but Li Bai next door poked his head out and said with a smile: "Xiaoji, this is the idea I gave him." Writing poetry and writing, how can you do it without wine!"

Mai Xiaoji gave a thumbs up and quietly went downstairs.

Sitting in the car, he glanced at his mobile phone and found that Situ Xiaodan had sent him several messages, which were nothing more than that his body was recovering quickly and he wanted to be discharged from the hospital.

The gunshot wound is not a trivial fight, not to mention that Situ Xiaodan was once in danger of infection, even if Mai Xiaoji wanted to take it out, the hospital did not agree.

"Question!" Mai Xiaoji sent two words.

"Answer!" Situ Xiaodan quickly replied.

"What flower has no roots and no stems?"

"Snowflake!"

Alas, Mai Xiaoji sighed faintly, the stupidest Situ Xiaodan knew that he was about to doubt life!

"Xiao Ji, why are you asking this question?" Situ Xiaodan was puzzled and sent another message.

"That's right, reward the auction peers!" replied to McXiaoji.

"yes! This is a question for the gift, thank you!"

Send a sub-question!

The answer everyone knows, but McXiaoji can't collect it. Because, in the current season, the earth is warmer, and even in the north, it no longer snows.

The system task waits for no one, and it can't wait for winter to collect.