This Weibo post is not very long, just a photo and a long list of nymphomaniac-like love icons, and the replies below are different.

Some people are, some people are angry about beauty, and some people are arguing about P pictures......

Liu Qi originally planned to see if anyone had dug up the address, but when he saw someone spraying a p map, he noticed a detail that he overlooked-

The small quilt under this handsome uncle is pressed against a stone pier!

Although this was regarded as evidence by the P-figure Party, Liu Qi knew very well that this might be a prop that the big guy casually moved to press the quilt.

After all, the big guy who can make himself squat for an hour with a flick of his hand, what's so strange about being able to move a stone pier?

Quickly pulling open the following thread, Liu Qi's eyes suddenly lit up, because he saw an address-

[Isn't this the overpass on the edge of the Shrimp Gully Bay Pier? I remember that there was a square on the side, and every day a group of uncles and aunts danced square dances, and they were noisy to death......]

Liu Qi immediately took out his mobile phone to open the navigation, and while typing in Xigou Bay, he continued to scroll through Weibo, and sure enough, he saw a group of punch-in parties, and many people took photos.

In the picture, the uncle is leisurely leaning on the slightly large red killer whale pillow, stepping on the stone pier with one foot, playing with two crystal-like dice in his hand, completely indifferent to the pointing and pointing of the surrounding crowd.

Although he looks like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, in Liu Qi's eyes at this time, it is clearly an extreme master's demeanor.

"What should I do, do you want to bring two bottles of wine to the door? But will this be regarded as a hype and cause the big guy to be unhappy? Or wait until the evening when no one is around? No way! There are still a lot of people in Shangshu at night, in the morning! Yes, it should be early in the morning! The masters are all 'martial'! ”

Liu Qi's "CPU" is running fast, but he only feels that he usually doesn't pay so much attention to writing and arranging plots, and one plan after another is listed and denied, and there is no plot written in it, but he feels that this is also unreasonable at this time, and that is not reasonable, for a while, the reason why he hit the street seems to have been found by him.

However, Liu Qi didn't have the heart to think about his own street attack at all, and after thinking for a while, he finally stood up, walked towards the shrimp ditch bay pier with his still slightly trembling legs.

I don't plan to jump out right away, but at least I want to make sure I'm really there.

……

Feng Xue leaned on the pillow, not caring about the photos around him, at this time his mind was all put into the "dice" in his hand, and little by little he dyed that pure [knowledge] with his own color.

This process is boring and long, but at the same time, it is also a good way to refine the mind, although there is no data panel, but as he gradually enters the state of [meditation], he can clearly realize that his concentration and concentration are growing.

Although Shang Shu's pace of life is slower, he still has to go to work, and the people gathered by the overpass quickly dispersed again, leaving only a very small number of onlookers and snapping pictures.

However, the word snap does not seem to be so appropriate here, with the blessing of "uninhibited fashion", Feng Xue's state at this time can be said to be the ultimate in photogenic, shooting from any angle, whether it is back, side face, front face, overhead shooting, upward shooting, or even just shooting Tianling Gai, it will give people a feeling of overflowing temperament.

If it is a high-resolution digital camera, it can even capture the faint flaws on Feng Xue's face, but these flaws do not destroy his temperament, but instead outline the texture that has gone through vicissitudes more three-dimensionally.

It's no wonder that many people on the Internet say that this is a posing photo, after all, such a photogenic model, even those experienced professional photographers, may not be able to see one in a lifetime.

After the self-media, professionals engaged in new media work also rushed like sharks smelling blood, and some tabloid editors took a few photos and left in a hurry, obviously the kind of lace newspaper that started with a picture and relied on the content of the editor, while the rest obviously had some willingness to communicate.

Liu Qi hid in the crowd of onlookers, looking at the big guy as if he couldn't see the crowd at all, he was in a daze, as if the two dice in his palm were everything in the world.

"Is this the legendary distraction?" Liu Qi couldn't help but think of the concept of "state of mind" that is mentioned in many martial arts, and couldn't help but become more and more excited, and then, he saw a beautiful woman with a badge on her chest walking up, as if she was planning to talk to the big guy......

……

The dressed reporter relied on his rich experience to find a photogenic angle, and only after getting the photographer's gesture did he ask:

"Sir, I'm a reporter from Daily Shangshu, have you encountered any difficulties?"

Hearing the female reporter's words, Feng Xue slowly slowed down her concentration of consciousness, suspended the dyeing work, and then turned her head and said as if she was just chatting normally:

"I'm not in trouble, I'm not a beggar, I'm just traveling."

As she spoke, Feng Xue adjusted her posture slightly, making herself look more like she was sitting than lying down.

"Travel?" The reporter didn't expect to hear such a word from the other party's mouth at all, but Feng Xue said as a matter of course:

"Is it strange to be away from home, alone, visiting the great rivers and mountains, and living a variety of life?"

"But you don't seem ......"

"Looks poor, doesn't it?" Feng Xue showed an indifferent smile, but under the camera, it seemed to have some kind of peculiar magic-

"Some people travel with a group, and they can be regarded as 'coming' when they check in, and some people travel by car, play for a few days, and leave satisfied, and I prefer to measure the earth with my feet, which has nothing to do with whether I have money or not, only with my mood."

"A homeless is a homeless, what to pretend!" The reporter didn't feel any embarrassment about this kind of answer, and even felt that it was very topical, but the onlookers didn't think so, and all kinds of discussions rang out one after another, some sought after, and naturally some spoke ill of each other.

Liu Qi, as a person who knows the strength of the big guys, does not empathize with them, but at this time, the legendary "WTO cultivation" emerged in his heart.

After experiencing the vicissitudes of the world and understanding the various states of the world, this is simply too martial arts, too mastery, this is much more handsome than carrying a deep hatred of blood, being hunted down by the enemy, and can only live incognito on the street or something!

But then, Liu Qi noticed a problem-

The big guy is traveling......

Then if he wants to learn martial arts, won't he only have the opportunity for a few days?

If you miss it, when the big guy leaves Shangshu, won't he have no chance at all?!

There is a difference in everyone's color cognition, the pink green powder is not the pink powder, it is the pink powder, it is the kind of tenderness that does not match the mature temperament, a bit like the feeling of tender green and white, simply put, it looks like the kind of hue that a little girl will wear.

(End of chapter)