Twelve.

To be precise, at half past eleven, Qiao Dui woke up the little witch and asked her to pack her things and prepare to check out.

Even though it was already daytime, the room was still gloomy, as if shrouded in a layer of mist.

Ghostly shadows roamed the room, as if the air had the smell of decay.

Qiao Du and the little witch carried their luggage and took the elevator downstairs.

In the elevator, the headless zombie is slowly banging on the elevator door, making a dull sound.

Jingle Bell –

The elevator reached the first floor, and Qiao Du and the little witch crossed the zombies and came to the front desk.

The front desk is still like a marionette, with a numb expression and a pair of eyes without the slightest look.

"Hello, we'll check out."

Qiao Du took the little witch's passport and went up to communicate with the front desk of the puppet.

You say a word on both sides, I say a word, but I really checked out.

Leaving the hotel where out-of-tune Christmas songs were playing, the little witch looked back at the hotel.

From the outside, everything seems to be perfectly normal, nothing out of the ordinary.

A gust of wind blew, and even at noon, Jiangcheng looked extremely bleak and cold.

"It's cold."

The little witch held the suitcase, and for a moment there was a feeling that she didn't know where she was.

"There is an old saying on our side, which is called the sadness and loneliness of autumn since ancient times, and it may be the current situation."

Qiao Du also sighed.

"It's winter."

The little witch took out her mobile phone and looked at it online.

"They won't arrive until tomorrow night and told me I could go to the hotel they booked and add an extra suite."

"Then go ahead."

Qiao Du didn't know why the little witch still said it.

"You still dare to stay in a hotel?"

The little witch was very surprised.

"I don't have to stay in a hotel."

Qiao Du was confused, he had his own home to live in, why should he live in a hotel?

"Oh, too."

The little witch nodded knowingly, and then said immediately.

"I don't want to stay in a hotel."

"Oh."

Qiao Du nodded.

"Oh what, don't you have any temporary places for visiting guests?"

The little witch couldn't help but say directly.

"Probably not."

Qiao Du took out her mobile phone and looked at WeChat, originally wanted to send a WeChat inquiry to Zhou Mingke, but the little witch suddenly blocked his screen with her hand.

"Isn't your house quite big, it should be okay to sleep with one more person, right?"

"Oh, I see, you want to live in my house?"

Qiao Du understood the ultimate purpose of so much foreshadowing just now.

"Can't you? No, no, no, no, no? ”

She spun around Joo Twilight like a hamster.

"It's not impossible."

Qiao Du thought about it, and didn't know if it was the problem of the little witch or Ah Xin's problem, if they continued to encounter abnormalities, it could easily turn into an international problem.

Maybe Zhou Mingke will deduct his year-end bonus at that time.

"Yes, it's the end of December, and it's time to count the year-end bonus."

For the sake of her year-end bonus, Qiao Du can only reluctantly agree with the little witch's opinion.

"Come on."

He said.

"yes."

The little witch immediately patted the suitcase.

"Help me."

"Are you the eldest lady?"

Jotwi pulled up her suitcase and made a clattering glide on the ground.

Seeing this, the little witch pursed her lips and smiled, and immediately followed.

I don't know if it's because the editorial office is here, but some promotional posters of the cultural exchange summit can already be seen on the street.

"Speaking of which, what activities are you coming to Jiangcheng to participate in?"

Walking on the road, because it was too cold, Qiao Du said to warm up.

The Cultural Exchange Summit includes projects such as film festivals, industry forums, art exhibitions, etc., and this little witch is too young to know what to do.

"I asked my dad to shove me in."

The little witch said as she should.

"It's so blatant to go through the back door, and there's no one left."

Qiao Du felt more and more that the little witch and Ah Xin were influencing each other.

"So I'm just here to eat, drink and have fun during this time."

As she spoke, the little witch took out her phone and took a picture of the street.

"But, hmph, although I don't want to mention it, I'm actually a well-known vlogger."

The video blogger she said is not a social networking site that only old antiques like blogs use, but a popular video platform abroad, similar to the scale of the old domestic video network and several other video websites combined.

"The way of disseminating culture and entertainment must also keep pace with the times, traditional film and television are completely inadequate, and Generation Z people are heavy mobile phone users who do not leave their mobile phones, so they have to make good use of the Internet."

She talked to herself, edited yesterday's photos, and posted them on her personal account.

Qiao Du glanced at it, it was the home-cooked food I ate last night, and the caption was "I ate the home-cooked food made by the local old man today, and it tastes super good!" And a cute expression.

"Why are you sending these foods now, it's not twelve o'clock in the middle of the night?"

He was curious.

"You don't understand this, if you take photos on the spot and post them on the spot, it is easy for fans to locate the specific location, and maybe you will be harassed by malicious stalkers, so when you post personal updates, it's best to separate them for a period of time."

The little witch was right.

"How do you understand that?"

Qiao Twilight glanced curiously at the number of followers on her account.

More than three million.

Hiss –

Qiao Du couldn't help but gasp.

His account has been operating so far, and it has more than 300,000 fans.

I didn't expect the little witch to be ten times as much as herself!

However, he also saw that this account was theoretically opened by the three sisters together.

Now, the two sisters have passed away, and she is the only one left to support, and she is still pitiful.

"If you want to master the ropes of the Internet, it's not that I can't teach you, well, I'm hungry, do I have anything to eat, I want local."

The little witch touched her belly.

Qiao Twilight looked around.

Fortunately, this is not a city with special cuisine, but Babi steamed buns, and you can find some restaurants at a glance.

Shancheng noodles, yellow braised chicken rice, beef ramen, Shaxian snacks, small bowl dishes.

There's really no local character.

At a glance, Qiao Du saw three cafes.

As the city with the most cafes in the world, Twilight has a serious suspicion that there are more cafes than restaurants in this area.

He took the little witch and pulled his suitcase to the vicinity of the happy apartment, where there are many restaurants with local dishes.

It is said that it is a local dish, but in fact, most of the small restaurants have also made improvements for migrant workers from all over the country, and they have any taste they want.

Walking into the small restaurant where Qiao Du liked to eat rice bowls before, the two ordered two rice bowls.

When the boss brought it up, the little witch didn't rush to move the chopsticks, but took a photo with her mobile phone.

"I know, the phone eats first."

Qiao Du commented.

"You know what, it's called business!"

The little witch asked Qiao Du to come over and take a photo of the two of them.

"This is also a business, won't boyfriend fans be hot?"

Qiao Du was curious.

"It's called linkage!"

The little witch immediately corrected her.

(End of chapter)