"Warm sunlight filtered through the cracks in the windows, and tiny flickers of light dotted the tidy room.

In the room, the young man sat cross-legged in the wooden basin, his hands were crossed, and a strange seal knot was placed in front of him, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was steady and powerful.

The wooden basin is filled with cyan water, and when it is slightly shaken, it even reflects a little strange light, which is quite magical......"

A pair of eyes exuded a trace of white light, scanning the text content of the Dou Breaking Sky on the computer screen without focus, Song Jun's brain countless pictures floated like snowflakes, and then sketched a dynamic scene that matched the text on the screen in his mind, and unconsciously forgot about things and me, and merged with the scene in his mind.

This is the powerful effect of the concentration skill, which can allow Song Jun to sketch the most perfect picture in the most perfect state, Song Jun, who has watched many Japanese comics, has already forged the storyboard technique to be extremely proficient with the description of the text, and the text content that he looks at has been perfectly evolved on the big screen in his mind in an instant.

Soon, half an hour passed, and with the end of the time in his mind to remind him to concentrate, Song Jun slowly opened his eyes, perhaps influenced by the plot inside, his eyes became extremely deep under the sunlight projected outside the window, exuding a charming charm.

Under the sunlight shining in from the east window, Song Jun's body seemed to be crossed with a layer of gold, even if his strong figure was slightly fat, he still looked a little more dusty.

The deep gaze gradually became confused, and then the clarity was restored, and a bright smile appeared on Song Jun's face, and he exhaled softly.

"Ding! The recording is successful, the work score is 7.0, and the MP4 text has been formed on the desktop! ”

"Whew...... Finally finished recording! Hearing the system prompt, Song Jun stretched his waist, the smile on his face became brighter, and after storing the work in a hidden Wen Jiàn folder, he stood up, his body shook slightly because of the huge weakness, and then became as calm as a mountain, in such a long time, he had already become accustomed to the weakness after the recording, so except for a large amount of sweat oozing from the door of his head, it didn't look abnormal.

Song Jun checked the schizophrenia index.

"Schizophrenia index 1, (a score of 10 will give birth to a second personality)"

The smile on Song Jun's face froze, then slowly collapsed, and finally transformed into a gloomy look.

Then, he found that he was actually subconsciously studying the gloomy appearance of the protagonist Xiao Yan on the screen in his mind, and felt that it was affected by the schizophrenia index, so he became a little angry again.

"Is this the consequence of schizophrenia...... Song Jun muttered in his mouth, and then he found out again that the tone of his voice was actually learning Xiao Yan, and finally couldn't help but burst out of his mouth with two words with complex meanings: "! ”

"No, we can't go on like this!" Song Jun changed his fingers back to their normal appearance, shook his head vigorously, and kept his brain awake, he muttered the content of the treatment of schizophrenia that Baidu had arrived last night, and when he read the words "more exercise", his eyes lit up slightly, and he took a few big strides to the door to open the door and run downstairs.

"Brother, why are you going!?" Song Xiaoyue, who had just come out of the room, saw Song Jun's dejected look, and couldn't help but ask out loud.

"Do sports!" Song Jun didn't reply.

"Come on, brother!" Song Xiaoyue looked at Song Jun's back with relief, with a motherly look on her face, and then she was so numb that she shivered at her own pretentious performance.

Picking up the dumbbells placed on the ground with both hands, Song Jun gradually regained his composure when he ran to the iron gate of the courtyard, and then opened the gate and started running.

I don't know if it's due to genetic influence or because of genetic mutations, Song Jun, like Song Xiaoya, has a physique that can't be sunburned, so even if he exercises under the scorching sun for seven or eight days, his complexion is still fair, and he looks like a big piece of fresh meat.

Especially a pair of eyes, because a pair of sword eyebrows are very close to the eyes, his eyes look deeper and deeper, and reveal a soft taste of fortitude and closeness.

If Song Jun's face at the moment is only worth four points, then because of the embellishment of those eyes, it can at least reach the seven-point level, and with its body shape that makes the girl have an infinite sense of security, and a magnetic voice, if you are willing to spend money to soak all the bangs, the success rate is definitely much higher than that of the average handsome guy.

Song Jun greeted the villagers who had become accustomed to his exercise with a warm smile along the way, and then ran all the way across the wilderness to the top of the mountain, and when he ran to the village, his clothes were already soaked, and his originally white and fat face became red, and then he ran to the cement road outside the village.

After running more than 2,000 meters away on the cement road, a silver Maserati appeared around the corner, met Song Jun's eyes, and then slowly slowed down, and finally stopped two meters in front of Song Jun.

Song Jun gasped and looked at the familiar luxury car, and then the door opened, and a clear laugh reached his ears.

"Hahaha, Brother Song, you are not honest!" An Feiyun stepped out of the car with a smile, looking at Song Jun's sweaty but calm appearance, he felt that he was a little different, so a different color flashed in his eyes, and said: "I haven't seen you for a day, but Brother Song's demeanor is better than yesterday." ”

Although he was a big man with his feet, Song Jun didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of An Feiyun, so he pushed the messy bangs on his forehead to the back, revealing his perfect sideburns, and said, "Okay, don't be crepe, what about your sister!?" ”

An Feiyun had a look of vigilance in his eyes.

Song Jun felt that this look was a little familiar, and then remembered that when he first saw An Feiyun yesterday, he looked at him like this, so he smiled dumbly and said: "I don't mean anything else, I do have a lot of beautiful 3D anime videos in my hands, but these things were given to me by friends who don't want to be famous, so the fewer people who know about it, the better." ”

An Feiyun also felt that he was thinking too much, he spread his hands and said with a smile: "Sister She's already gone home this morning,"

Song Jun showed a mysterious smile on his face, his eyes narrowed slightly, so it became more profound and meaningless, and he whispered to An Feiyun: "You should know that when a genius appears in a certain industry in this world, it may make people feel amazing, so when the number of talents reaches a group, what kind of jealousy will it cause other peers!" ”

An Feiyun felt that Song Jun's pretending to be a little deep, so he was puzzled: "What do you mean?" ”

"All in all, my group of friends have superb animation production technology, and even, their production technology is beyond the scope of human understanding, so they all have paranoia of victimization, until they know the kind me, they gradually let down their guard, and hand over their works to me to operate!" In order to increase his credibility, Song Jun made up the scene of a group of people earnestly begging him for help, and unconsciously even his tone became a little sad, his voice was hoarse with sadness, and with a little hope in his sorrow, he looked at An Feiyun heavily and asked: "So, you, who are about to become a partner with me, can you make me trust and hand over their masterpiece to you?" ”

Looking at Song Jun, who was slightly in the middle two, and looking at Song Jun's sincere and deep eyes, An Feiyun nodded subconsciously, then reacted, the corners of his mouth twitched, and finally said weakly: "Can I take a look at the work first?" What works have you produced and how many episodes have you completed so far? I need to confirm the quality of the work before I can make a decision! ”

"Yes!" Song Jun said calmly, for now, An Feiyun is nothing more than the most suitable candidate for cooperation, not only because he looks harmless to humans and animals, but more importantly, he is rich, and he was introduced to him by his elder sister Tongguò brother-in-law.

After finishing speaking, Song Jun picked up the dumbbell and ran back to the road.

Looking at Song Jun's back, An Feiyun felt a little embarrassed that he almost believed Song Jun's legendary lie just now, and then smiled dumbly, sat back in the car, and slowly followed Song Jun after starting the car.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for activating the Hidden Passive Skill: Contagious Gaze! (When a person is shameless to a certain level, every coercion he pretends to make his aura affect others.) ）”

"Ding! Host schizophrenia index increased by 0.3, please pay attention to the treatment! (A split index of 10 is a birth of a dual personality!) ）”

Song Jun's feet slipped, and the dumbbell in his hand flew out in an instant, rolling forward with a clang......

His mind couldn't help but think of the day he got a USB plug, a series of crashing SB options that appeared on his computer screen.

This system is definitely a system with advanced intelligence, and even has given birth to its own consciousness! Otherwise, don't bring such a playful person!

(ps: It was a little bit of a mother before, so it was reissued, don't mention the stalk about whether one hundred and eighty pounds is fat, and thank you for your support, I don't get tired of saying this kind of thing, because I have a grateful heart haha!) One chapter on the fourth, one chapter on the fifth, then there are still two chapters owed, I will slowly make up for it, tomorrow the third watch, put the words here, everyone has a vote in their hands, vote for it, I have taken the lead in pretending to vote for myself two. ）