In HolyZone's WeChat group chat, the city time is 3:50.

He Rongqing invited Jiugong to join the group.

Pure black avatar, empty circle of friends.

Little Boy: ???

Fat Dun: Manager?

He Rongqing: The coach of our team, a god-level hacker.

Fang Fake: Could it be the Nine Palaces God who was ranked No.1 a few years ago??

He Rongqing: Hmm.

Qiao Tian: Welcome to the great god, please advise.

Fang Leave: Welcome to the great god, please advise.

Little Boy: Welcome to the Great God, please take care of me.

Fat Dun: Welcome to the great god, please be more taught-taught.

Jiugong: You're welcome.

A short conversation ended at once.

In a uniquely designed, black-and-white room, a teenager squints at a young man.

"What for?" Jiugong was still stable under the shock of his eyes.

"Nothing." He Rongqing spit out lightly.

The two of them were relatively speechless, and in the end, Jiugong was defeated, and decided to start a game with He Rongqing to test each other's waters.

One is an e-sports god, and the other is a god-level hacker, and the game has played an equal record.

A group of stupid cute cuties in the group watched while eating melon seeds, and they all showed shocked looks.

……

They played basketball for more than an hour at halftime.

He didn't dare to go to Gu Xiaoxuan's side, so he could only walk next to Ji Xiangsi and glance at Ji Xiangxi's painting with a pair of curious eyes.

"I'll ask you to come out and paint today, and I'll pay you later." Ji Xiangsi held a gentle smile and spoke softly.

When Mu Lin heard this, he quit.

Stretched out his hand and waved it casually, indicating that he did not want her salary.

"Don't think I don't know you, your paintings are priceless." Mu Lin raised his eyebrows in extreme sunshine, "If this is put up for sale, I think it should be higher than Auntie, you pay me, right?" ”

Knowing that he said these words on purpose, Ji Xiangsi could only give up, "Then invite you to dinner." ”

"Gotcha." Mu Lin responded with a smile.

Gu Xiaoxuan, who was not far away, was simply desperate, and Bai Xingwu was snickering on the side.

Xu Mu saw Mu Lin and Ji Xiangsi talking happily, and he couldn't help but feel a little lonely in his heart.

Not intending to disturb their conversation, she calmly removed the drawing from the drawing board.

Ji Xiangsi noticed it, turned sideways, bent down slightly, and looked at her eyes at eye level.

"Xiao Mu, don't you want to show me your paintings?"

Listening to her melodious voice like flowing water, Xu Mu couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

Then she smiled brightly, like a child with candy.

"No."

Ji Xiangsi spread out her drawing paper, and a lifelike teenager jumped onto the paper.

A focused look, a resolute face, tight and powerful arms, and a tendency to leap forward.

That person was Mu Lin.

"Wow, Mu Mu is super powerful." Bai Xingwu and Gu Xiaoxuan deliberately ran over to join in the fun.

"No, I peeked at my aunt's painting when I was painting, and I can only describe it as intoxicating."

"I almost can't move my eyes!!"

Xu Mu put his hands in his eye sockets exaggeratedly, and the hands that circled his eyes kept bounced forward and retracted.

Mu Lin stood next to Ji Xiangsi, and naturally he could see Xu Mu's paintings.

He raised his eyes and looked at Xu Mu, who was laughing with Gu Xiaoxuan Bai Xingwu, the little girl really looked like his goddess when she smiled.

He thought that if he hadn't met Gu Xiaoxuan, he would probably like this girl.

Petite and cute.

But he didn't expect that while he admired her, she also admired him.

There is an inexplicable joy of fans being named by the goddess, and they bloom in their hearts like flowers.