[How to write purple characters with a blue pen?] 】

What the heck?

Again?

Jiang Luo frowned and pondered.

Yan Zihe also hesitated and did not answer.

Black, white.

Same issue.

Wait a minute......

Don't......

Rushing forward, Jiang Luo replied: "It's to write the word 'purple'!" ”

Bingo！

That's right.

I see.

The black and white buttons represent different perspectives.

White represents the regular solution.

Black represents unconventional thinking.

Black and white match to build this diverse world.

For the same question, she and Yan Zihe gave different answers.

Together, they are the whole picture of the answer.

Jiang Luo nodded silently, the game designer is quite philosophical.

(Game Designer: Actually, I didn't think about it that much.) ）

is no longer an audience, and can show the highlight moments, Jiang Luo is a little proud: "I'm sorry, I robbed you of your halo." ”

Three points arbitrary, seven points playful.

constitutes a fall. Lovely fall.

The edge of the playground blends with the sunset, and the whole vision is a romantic orange-pink.

Yan Zihe's eyebrows and eyes hung softly, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of tulle.

There were soft spots of light fluctuating in his clear eyes, and the corners of his lips were smiling, and he called softly: "Luoluo." ”

Jiang Luo retracted his rippling self-satisfaction, "Huh? ”

Yan Zihe said calmly: "You are so powerful, well-read and knowledgeable. ”

This...... Isn't that her word?

Hum.

It must be chilling her.

Hum.

Ignore him. Continue answering the question.

The rest of the questions are the same as in the previous chapter.

This time, Jiang Luo answered.

Jiang Luo was quite talented in answering brain teasers, and the two successfully broke through.

Back to the original scene, they were in the middle of the playground, and as soon as they stood still, there was a "jingle bell" sound at their feet.

Looking down, it was a square tin box, with large rusts and oxidized brown red.

Click on the tin box, no response.

Isn't it a prop?

So what could it be?

Zoom in on the picture, I didn't see it, zoom in again, and take a closer look.

"Hello ......"

"Mom!"

The sudden greeting startled Jiang Luo.

The phone popped out of the palm of your hand like a hot potato and fell on the carpet.

"I'm Eric."

The mechanical sound was still coming, mixed with ...... Yan Zihe's sneer.

Yan Zihe asked, "Are you afraid?" “

Jiang Luo: "...... No. ”

Sideways and picking up her phone, she looked at it with trepidation.

The iron box gave birth to a pair of hands and feet, and was swaying from side to side on the ground, while speaking: "Eric will accompany you on the next expedition, the end is coming, you ...... It is the chosen children of the world that will change the world because of you......"

Jiang Luo pursed his lips.

This line is inexplicably familiar......

Yan Zihe also stared at Eric with a thoughtful expression.

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With Eric by your side, adventures become even more fun.

Whenever a chapter ends, when Luoluo is on a par with Yan Zihe, Eric will spray love bubbles and play music in his body.

However, only one sentence of each song is released, and it goes straight to the next one.

Once, Jiang Luo couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Why do you want to cut the song?" ”

Eric replied: "Because I want copyright." ”

Jiang Luo was speechless.

In those days, she had no new job and was at home.

In the company of Yan Zihe and this cute robot, he spent a happy time.

The last job before the Spring Festival was a dinner led by Sister Lily, and she met in advance with the Lianzong CP who was going to be recorded at the beginning of the year.

It's a pity that the mysterious Mr. He Ziyan didn't appear.

While listening to Lin Heng, Lily and Ji Bei chatting, Jiang Luo was thinking about one thing in his mind-

He Ziyan, Yan Zihe, the name of the mirror.

Yan Zihe is a little black in the lower abdomen, but overall, he is gentle and polite.

As for this He Ziyan, judging from his refusal to meet, he is probably an indifferent and detached person.

Gee. Even the temperament is the opposite.

After the dinner, at the door of the restaurant, Ji Bei also told Sister Lily and Jiang Luo in every way: "Our family He Ziyan specializes in technology, and he is indeed cold and not enthusiastic, I hope the two sisters will take care of them more." ”

It is hard to talk about taking care of He Ziyan, Jiang Luo himself is still struggling to climb.

However, she didn't refute, just nodded in agreement.

After accepting Jibei's task of "taking care of He Ziyan", on the way back, Jiang Luo received another explanation from Lin Heng: when he is on vacation, he must also ensure the frequency of updating a Weibo dynamic every 2 days.

The previous exposures have added some heat to her, and the winter photo has also received a good response.

Everything is looking up.

"Brother Xiaolin, then I'll go back first." Standing on the side of the road, Jiang Luo opened the door of the taxi.

She was about to get into the car, but Lin Heng stopped her: "Luoluo." ”

Jiang Luo stopped and looked at him.

The spring trip on the winter night is still bustling, the neon is hanging high, and the long street is full of light.

Standing in the aperture of the street lamp, Lin Heng's face was slightly drunk, faint.

He said: "Luoluo, it will be better next year, right?" ”

Hearing this, Jiang Luo's heart moved.

She hadn't drunk, and her head was blown by the cold wind, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that she was drunk, so drunk that she just wanted to say something arrogant: "It's going to be fine!" Brother Xiaolin, everything will be fine! ”

The voice is soft and sweet, such as being able to walk firmly in the slaughter.

When he got into the car, leaned on the back of the chair, and browsed the beautiful scenery of the city, Jiang Luo whispered in his heart: It will be fine. Because...... I have a morning star.

The Spring Festival is coming mightily, and it seems that a red wind has blown overnight, allowing bright colors to spread out in the world.

Jiang Luo's home is in a third-tier city near Chunxing, and her parents are ordinary workers, and the family has no literary and artistic blood, so when it comes to her, it has somehow mutated.

Usually she lives alone in Chunxing. Even though she didn't get a job for half a year, she didn't go back to her parents' residence because she didn't want to trouble her family.

Now that she can go home, she can't wait to stick to her mother's back, and she has been chirping in front of her parents, like a little sparrow.

Of course, "Doomsday Love" is completely forgotten.

—[Congratulations]—

19:00。

"Knock knock."

When there was a knock on the door, He Ziyan was checking the information of the company that must be able to do it.

That is, the production company of "Doomsday Love".

He had too many doubts about the game.

First of all, he and Yan Zihe are extremely similar in appearance.

Secondly, Ji Bei and Song Ming are exactly the same.

In the end, the new robots that appear are the same as his AI system name, and they are all called Eric.

Is it all a coincidence?

"Come in." He didn't lift his head and called.

"Words." The woman who pushed the door in was wearing a set of home clothes, although she was fifty, she still looked enchanting and had a good face, she was He Ziyan's mother, and Zheng Man, the former queen of the third material.

Putting the milk on the table, Zheng Man sat down on the edge of the bed and smiled, "Lulu called me just now." ”

"Oh."

Lulu, Xu Lu, two years younger than He Ziyan, is the daughter of He's father's business partner's family, and has loved to run after He Ziyan since she was a child.