The first line of the email was a small speaker labeling the voice file, Qin Xin touched the button, and he heard Yi Che's somewhat smug voice coming out of the phone, thinking that Yan Lan had quietly recorded a paragraph during the call. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Thinking that Lu Bingzang was still beside him, Qin Xin pressed pause, and chose the speech recognition application to convert the audio into text and display it in the email:

"The works of many incompetent people today always have to be chiseled, adding patterns and patterns from a certain historical period, gods and monsters and characters from a certain folklore or famous historical event...... Doing everything possible is nothing more than trying to paint the work with a layer of 'cultural heritage', is this lack of self-confidence and independent core also worthy of being called art? Others stupidly make up stories for their characters that never happened, and have fun in the cubicles, innovative but bold.

Moreover, ordinary people always express their thoughts with dead things that have nothing to show in their hearts, and those things that are drawn on paper and kneaded with resin metal have no life! If it were me, I would create a legend that actually exists, and my work itself is a legend! In my graduation project, I will use the principle of the embodiment of the spirit of Butterfly to turn the ideas in my mind into reality, and create a precedent for 'butterfly disaster art'.

The toilet boy in the main building of the Forestry Department is one of my attempts......"

In addition, Yi Che also said a lot of things that are not there, as we all know, in front of the goddess, whether it is an introverted boy or an extroverted boy, he can't help but behave, especially in the field he is good at. Yi Che's usual improvisational performance art (bird wing perverted harassment incident) is mostly not to Yan Lan, so he was particularly excited when it came to the normal graduation design butterfly disaster art, and also sent the record manuscript of the toilet boy to Yan Lan for appreciation. That is the remaining text content in Yan Lan's email.

Before Qin Xin could continue to read, a phone call came.

"Qin Xin, you must get rid of that toilet boy!" Yan Lan's voice was high and urgent.

"Huh?" Qin Xin was a little strange.

Girl, why are you so excited, you won't come to the men's bathroom.

"What! Can that be called art? Can you believe it?! Yi Che actually made a toilet boy's plush toy to hide in the bathroom with the butterfly ability to sneak attack people, so that everyone thought that there was really a toilet boy, and as a result, the butterfly plague kept making attacks, he said that now the toilet boy is already a small butterfly disaster at the level of 'binding spirits', what are you doing! I don't understand him at all! ”

I believe, I believe, Qin confidently said. I didn't send you those improvisational performance art videos that are too tasteful for Yi Che, so you don't know enough about the nervousness of that thing.

"You are a member of the Forestry Department, hurry up and shoulder the responsibility. If someone finds out that he did it, I really don't know what will happen! ”

"Understand, get ready to come back and repay me."

"Why am I here to repay you? It's right to let Yi Che repay you. Yan Lan protested.

Qin Xin left a few meaningful hehes and hung up the phone and began to read the content of Yi Che's graduation project filing.

said that it was for the record, but in fact, it was just a few paragraphs of text and three or four uncolored sketches, which roughly explained the setting of the toilet boy.

"The Department of Forestry is rich in despicable men who are good at sports, and because of excessive exercise, brain cells gradually become muscular, so this kind of person is easy to forget to bring a paper ......"

Who is this cliff alluding to? Qin Xin clenched his phone and continued to look down.

"The despair and resentment of forgetting to bring the paper and getting into trouble continue to accumulate in the dark bathroom, and over the years, the monster toilet boy who adheres to the obsession of 'letting everyone lose the paper and become the same as me' is born! It usually hides in the shadows of the restroom, and every night it comes out to attack the toilet people and eat their toilet paper! It's horrible! I was blown away by my amazing idea of horror! ”

I'm blown away by your amazing stupidity! Qin Xintou exhaled, how did an idiot like Yi Che get admitted to a prestigious school of this level at Winter University, it was completely unscientific!

“…… The toilet boy is made of resentment, so he can fly lightly! It can also be split into many small toilet boys, which can be fused into a large toilet boy, and its body is made of resentment mist, so it is not afraid of physical attacks. OMG, what an idea! ”

Qin Xin pressed the button to lock the screen, and looked up at the green fur ball floating leisurely on the ceiling:

"Did the fog become?"

He turned to look at Lu Bingzang, who was squatting in the single room where the upper half of the body had been cut off, with a sluggish expression.

"Hey."

"I don't want to talk to seniors...... Anyway, the senior won't give me paper. Lu Bingzang stared at the object that did not exist in the air.

Qin Xin clicked on Yan Lan's email and handed him his mobile phone: "Look at this." ”

Lu Bingzang took the phone in a daze, and began to read the text of the audio conversion and the record of Yi Che's graduation project below.

During the reading process, Lu Bingzang's mouth opened wider and wider, and when he saw the record that "on October 16th, the toilet boy plush doll was made, and the operation began, tracking and attacking the junior he met outside the laboratory of the Department of Forestry", he opened his mouth wide and almost ate Qin Xin's mobile phone.

Lu Bingzang slowly raised his head: "You mean...... It's because of this person's boring thoughts that I was attacked by a monster, and as a result, I not only lost my face but was also dumped by my girlfriend? ”

Qin Xin said: "It's almost, but you are to blame for being dumped by your girlfriend." ”

Lu Bingzang held his mobile phone and said angrily: "Why do you say that! If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have wiped my ass with Xiaoqing's photo at all, and I wouldn't have been dumped, it's all his fault! ”

Qin Xin sneered: "I've read the post, you wiped it with the photo of your girlfriend in your wallet, there are banknotes in your wallet, you chose money between money and love, and you are innocent of death." ”

Lu Bingzang said gloomily: "There is only a thousand-yuan bill in my wallet, which is the salary of my part-time assistant, and it is also the living expenses for the next month, and I can't live if I use it." ”

"Then I can only blame you for being too stupid, you can't even use local materials from the forestry department, you deserve it." Qin Xin said as he pulled out a wooden strip from the door of the single room that was only half left, and held it in front of Lu Bingzang, "Have you ever heard of toilet chips?" ”

"Most people don't think of breaking the door of the toilet, and how to use this kind of thing that has been eliminated by history for thousands of years!" Lu Bingzang said excitedly.

"Then I'll show you another way." Qin Xin approached Lu Bingzang expressionlessly.

"What are you going to do, senior, senior!" Lu Bing couldn't hide his panic and scream, but he couldn't stop Qin Xin from taking off his clothes.

Shhh Shhh

The coat torn from Lu Bingzang's body was neatly torn into a stack of handkerchief-sized pieces of cloth by Qin Xin; "Isn't that enough?"

Lu Bingzang wanted to cry without tears: "I don't need so much, I can still wear it by tearing off one or two seams, and now it is completely scrapped." ”

Qin Xin said: "Don't you need so much? Not necessarily. ”

He raised his hand and threw a "handkerchief" to Lu Bingzang, who took the hard-won "handkerchief" and wiped it back with tears, and at this moment, the toilet boy floating on the ceiling seemed to get some signal, rushed down, turned into a green light and snatched the cloth in Lu Bingzang's hand.

"Sure enough, as long as there is a tool that can be used as a paper paper and an act to be wiped, it will attack."

Qin Xin took the opportunity to take out the sword, one horizontal and one vertical, and the toilet boy was split into four, still alive, floating leisurely on the ceiling and playing, and it didn't take long for it to merge into the original state again.

Lu Bingzang, who gained and lost the pain through his heart, was stunned.

Qin Xinjian knocked on his head, and threw the stack of cloth with his other hand: "I say, maybe so much is not enough, do you want to try again, see if you are fast or it is fast." ”

Lu Bingzang took a piece of cloth, puffed himself up, and waved his hand backwards violently, although his butterfly transformation ability was not in the direction of force, but the body of the third order of butterfly transformation was also much stronger than ordinary people, and this wave of his hand suddenly brought a very imposing wind!

It's a pity that a mountain is higher than a mountain, and the toilet boy is taller than a mountain.

A green shadow went straight to the target like green lightning attacking people, shuttling like an antelope hanging its horns without any flaws, and a beautiful sharp turn snatched the piece of cloth in Lu Bingzang's hand.

Qin Xin was still not discouraged and slashed after the two swords, and watched the four small toilet boys turn into one big toilet boy.

"Go on."

……

The stack of cloth in Qin Xin's hand gradually thinned, Lu Bingzang felt that his constantly waving arms were sore, and every time the toilet boy flew down, Qin Xin had to slash two swords as if he was relieved, but they were useless.

"Senior, forget it...... I feel like it's all gone. ”

"I'll go, you're so disgusting, it's normal to be dumped by your girlfriend."

"I'm telling the truth! Senior, you cut it so much, isn't it useless?! ”

"Useless at all? Not necessarily. Qin Xin smiled and handed over another piece of cloth, "Try again." ”

Lu Bingzang sighed, reluctantly wiped the cloth back, the toilet boy rushed down again, and Qin Xin, who was waiting for him, slashed it with a sword.

And and again, and again.

It doesn't make any sense......

"Bang dang!" It was like a heavy sound like the clash of gold and stone that almost shattered Lu Bingzang's eardrums.

Lu Bingzang covered his ears, and suddenly found that the sound just now was the sound of Qin Xin's bamboo sword slashing the toilet boy!

The green hairball that could split and dodge every time was like a lump of heavy scrap metal this time, and it was directly hit down by Qin Xin's sword, and when it hit the ground, it smashed a shallow pit on the floor.

In the previous hundreds of slashes, Qin Xin used the bamboo sword as a conductor to continuously inject the unique butterfly power into the toilet boy's body, and just now he launched it in one fell swoop, using the ability of "swordsman does not die with his bare hands" to strengthen the toilet boy's body made of mist to the level of ordinary steel.

The mist is light but can gather and disperse impermanence, even though the steel is strong, the bamboo sword in Qin Xin's hand is enough to cut the steel!

Qin Xinxin stepped on the toilet boy who was as hard as a stubborn stone and was cut out of a deep mark, and threw the pieces of cloth in his hand to Lu Bingzang behind him.

Lu Bingzang, who was poisoned by the toilet boy, finally stood up with dignity despite the twists and turns, dragged his almost crippled legs and walked out of the single room.

"Senior......

"Shut up."

Qin Xin thrust the tip of the sword into the toilet boy's squirming white eyeball from top to bottom according to the weakness of the toilet boy mentioned in Yi Che's setting, and this time it could no longer atomize and split to escape the blade. Qin Xin's qi and blood suddenly exerted force, and the hard hair ball under the sword immediately made a sound like a tire deflating, and dispersed into a room of green fireflies.

A simple and incomplete cyan insect and bird rune quietly appeared on his chest, and the invisible existence left by the collapse of the butterfly plague in the air was quickly absorbed by the flickering of the rune.

"The concept divestment and absorption have been completed, and the current progress is 6%."

The butterfly in his mind said.