"She has a lot of mood swings, and I don't know what good things she has thought of." Qian Yan communicated with the young woman in the wishing space, "I thought she was different towards Rong Zhen before, but just now I felt her attitude towards us and towards Rong Zhen.
Almost, in comparison, she feels the pleasure of being able to pull this person off the altar with Rong Zhen."
"If my guess is correct, in another place, Rong Zhen is someone she will never be able to reach."
"She resented everyone present and wanted to trample us in the mire."
The young woman was a little surprised: "Do you already know what this is going on?"
"Yeah." Qian Yan responded, "If my guess is not wrong, this is a new world that has just been born. This kind of world is usually derived from novels, scripts, game plots... Based on her understanding of the follow-up and
I am sure that she also resents the people in it. This world is closely related to her, and she may have created the original derivative body."
It doesn't matter whether it's a novel, a script, a game, or something else.
When this world becomes the real world, it has little to do with Cheng Zhu.
"This should be a world derived from her malice." Regarding this speculation, Qian Yan is very sure, "Without your accident, this world would not have existed for long."
She has had a lot of dealings with world consciousness/the way of heaven, and knows that when a world evolves, it may be destroyed at any time because of something.
"It's probably just an accident that she traveled through time."
The young woman couldn't help but ask again: "Then all the people here were born in this world, or did they come in from the outside?"
Qian Yan: "I'm not sure yet, either way is possible."
"No matter what the possibility is, it seems to have nothing to do with me." The young woman quickly felt relieved, "However, if we are all born in this world, I would like to know what the prototypes outside are like."
"If you want to know, I can ask after everything is over."
"Can't it end now?"
"No, if it ends early, this world will be destroyed, and it is still unstable." Qian Yan changed the subject, "Don't you want to get a piece of the credit for the derivative world? You can be a good child in your next life."
The young woman's eyes lit up and she immediately became happy: "Then this must be a great contribution."
"The big one is enough for you to be a salted fish again in your next life. You can eat and wait until death without worrying about anything."
"Oh, I'm sorry to trouble you."
"Haha, I'm good at this barbecue tool. I can draw it." Qi Subo's laughing voice reached everyone's ears. "I'm really good at drawing various props. I can do any version."
Bao Xian: "..." Forget it.
Jiang Tang pinched Qi Subo's waist and said, "Don't laugh so loudly."
The allotted time passed quickly. The program director and Bao Xian looked at the pieces of drawing paper and regretted it, but they still arranged for people to prepare.
Rong Zhen's cartoon character paintings are also good and very cute. Everyone present except Cheng Zhu liked them.
Ji Chenhuai also painted a portrait. What was on the paper was Qian Yan carefully painting the ingredients. The camera stayed on this painting for a long time.
[It’s really hard to imagine that this painting was made by Brother Huai, who painted rotten eggplants. 】
[The eldest lady in Brother Huai’s works is really good-looking. 】
[Brother Huai observed so carefully that the small mole next to the eldest lady’s earlobe was painted on.]
[Brother Huai is feeling happy, is he able to keep staring at the eldest lady for the sake of painting? 】
When the staff of the program team came to pack the tools, Ji Chenhuai picked up the painting. Facing the staff's gaze, he said calmly: "This is not an ingredient."
Staff: He knows.
Ji Chenhuai: "This is what the eldest lady requested."
"The painting is hers."
The staff member was speechless and a little amused, looking at Qian Yan.
"Put it in my room." Qian Yan said.
Ji Chenhuai nodded seriously: "I'll stop by to get some sun umbrellas."
[Ji Chenhuai: The painting belongs to the eldest lady, you can’t even think of taking it as your own.]
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I am coming
This chapter has been completed!