At noon, Internet cafe.

Why not endure the strong smell of smoke in the air, quickly tap the keyboard with both hands, and then shake the mouse and click it around.

no……

Not...

She squinted her eyes and looked over one by one. She had been searching for nearly an hour, but had not found it yet.

Where was he publishing his works at this time?

Looking up, why not type a few words in the search bar and press Enter.

This fool doesn't even know how to call advertisements. He has to search for it so long to make a fucking drawing.

The crackling keyboard typing and yelling came from beside her, making her frown.

If you can't find it, you can only find a way to meet it by chance...

Finally, when the computer prompts that the balance is insufficient, why not relax your eyebrows suddenly and reveal a hint of joy?

Lin Musen Sen.

This online name is not unique, but he can draw and draw well. He is the only one who takes orders online under this name.

Take out your phone and add friends according to the number on the web page. Why bother to breathe a sigh of relief, close the web page and get up and leave directly.

...

In the afternoon, most of the sun had set, only half of its head exposed, dyeing the horizon a red blush.

Qin Guanglin put down his brush and stretched his waist, stood up and took two steps to look at the work he had just finished.

not bad.

He nodded with satisfaction, packed up the tools and went to the bathroom to clean the paint on his body.

The painting will take a long time to dry. After washing his hands, Qin Guanglin went to the kitchen to find a steamed bun, took out the sweet noodle sauce from the refrigerator and smeared it. While chewing, he went back to the bedroom, took his cell phone from the bed to take a photo of the work.

Waiting for a lost way?

He clicked on the flashing friend information and took a look at it and agreed to add it. He pressed the keyboard and said hello.

"Hello."

After saying hello, click on the memo, which contains his prepared words. There are 800 single works, 3,000 without signatures, characters, scenery...

copy.

Paste.

Just as he was about to send it, he paused for a moment, then returned to the information to take a look, but there was nothing on it.

Is this a customer?

Qin Guanglin was confused and the news of his lost return had already been sent.

"Hello, nice to meet you."

...

Lin Musensen: "I'm also very happy to meet you. Who are you?"

Why not look at the news on your phone and can't help but curl the corners of your mouth.

Who am I?

She looked down at the straw paper on the table, with dense tree-shaped pictures on it, most of which had been crossed out by red pens, leaving only a few branches.

The first step begins...

He Dian turned the pen in his hand twice, and did not rush to reply to the message, but instead drew a thread on the paper, then raised his head and thought for a moment before pressing the keyboard to reply.

"I've added it in the same city alumni directory, make friends."

...

Make a friend?

Qin Guanglin frowned and stuffed the last bite of steamed bun into his mouth, feeling a little confused.

I have been graduating for two years, and there are still things like this that alumni in the same city have recorded? I have never heard of it.

Just as he was about to continue asking, he paused his finger and deleted the words he had typed.

"Okay, make friends."
Chapter completed!