The transparent glass cover is covered with some dust, but it does not prevent the view of the blue sky outside.
At this time, the steaming pot bottom was brought up, and fresh vegetables and meat rolls were also placed on the table.
Although Gu Mian and the others didn't order.
But the waiter also knew what was going on. He probably wanted Gu Mian and the others to get out immediately after eating, or maybe he wanted to stuff their mouths with food so that Gu Mian could focus on eating, so naturally he would not be able to think of anything else.
thing.
Gu Mian noticed that when the waiter served the food, he could not hold back his teeth and was gritting his teeth. He was probably hoping that this meal would satisfy him to death.
Looking at the steaming hot pot, Gu Mian thought of Fatty.
He opened the group chat with ten people to see what other messages the fat man had sent.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the page, it was filled with plaintive messages from Fatty, complaining about Gu Mian and others not replying to messages, worried that they were in danger, and curious about the return of Paradise World.
Fortunately, the ten-person group chat cannot send voice messages, otherwise Fatty would have to record a half-hour long voice message and send it to the group.
Chu Changge next to him said: "I just read it, and it was full of fat man's nonsense. There was also a diary written by Xiao Qiao interspersed. If you want to know what they are like outside, you can read Xiao Qiao's diary."
Gu Mian put a question mark in her head.
Has this group chat turned into a diary? Why did Xiao Qiao write a diary in it?
And the diary is a relatively private thing. This is the first time I see someone writing this in a group.
He flipped through it, and sure enough he found Xiao Qiao's diary——
"It's sunny today"
OK! I wrote the wrong date format when I came up. Who would write "today" as the date in their diary?
"Gu Mian entered the amusement park with scary glasses and a bunch of numbers. She didn't bring me with her. I was so bored.
"Liu Ruyan taught me to keep a diary, which is to record the things of the day so that I won't be bored, so I decided to write it in the group and share it with everyone.
"Today, the little fat guy didn't want to cook, so I sneaked into Gu Mian's house and secretly took the pot away, only to find that there were abominable roll noodles inside.
"I guess Gu Mian and Scary Glasses and a String of Numbers were filming in an amusement park because they were NG and I really wanted to film them.
"You must bring me with you next time. You must bring me with you next time. You must bring me with you next time."
Xiao Qiao's diary was so abstract. Fortunately, she could still read. Gu Mian struggled to read the correct content from the abstract words.
Gu Mian looked up at the "terrible glasses" opposite, which was Xiao Qiao's nickname for Chu Changge.
And next to the "scary glasses" sits a "string of numbers" 007
One thing to say, Xiao Qiao's naming ability is quite good.
But besides Chu Changge and 007, others also came in.
Gu Mian looked at another table in the store where Mingliang and Dai Huanhuan were sitting. The mechanical dog also sat obediently on the seat and looked curiously at the steaming hot pot. It also stretched out its metal arm to feel the rising steam.
Mingming probably hasn't eaten anything serious for a long time.
He stared at the food on the table for a long time, then raised his head and looked around the store for the clerk.
But the waiter who had served the food had already hid in the back kitchen, not wanting to have too much contact with Gu Mian.
Mingliang searched for the clerk to no avail. He swallowed at the table full of food and looked at Dai Huanhuan sitting next to him with pleading eyes: "Can I eat these...?"
Dai Huanhuan originally picked up his chopsticks to put meat into the pot, but after hearing Mingliang's words, he carefully put down his chopsticks: "Is it poisonous?"
"No, no," Mingliang quickly waved his hand to explain, "It's just that it's a bit unrealistic for me to suddenly come to such a good place and provide me with such good food."
It turned out to be this, a poor player who was frightened by the copy.
"This is not one of those scary dungeons. It's okay." Dai Huanhuan patted him on the shoulder, and Gu Mian was still at the next table. Even if this was a scary dungeon, if you wanted to eat something on the table, would anyone dare to jump out and say something?
The word "no"?
After receiving permission, Mingliang picked up the chopsticks with trembling hands.
He hadn't used chopsticks properly for a long time, and he couldn't hold them anymore.
One or two vegetable leaves slipped from the trembling chopsticks and could not be picked up. Mingming hurriedly grabbed them with his hands and put them into the pot.
Although Dai Huanhuan is an NPC and has never personally experienced the horrific dungeons designed by their world, he also knows how high the death rate of those dungeons is.
There seem to be very few people left on the earth.
He felt a strange feeling in his heart when he saw Ming Ming wolfing down the food and stuffing it into his mouth before it was cooked.
They should be two opposites, but now they are sitting at the same table to eat, and I still feel some sympathy for each other.
At this time, Gu Mian was also looking at Mingliang who kept stuffing food into his mouth. The meat taken out from the pot was still hot, so Mingliang couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth, and then his mouth was "hissed" due to the burn.
sound.
He is completely different from when we first met him.
No longer looking at Mingliang who was fanning his mouth, Gu Mian turned her head and focused her eyes on Chu Changge's face: "You didn't mention Mingliang that time before returning, so you probably didn't meet him. This time I
After telling you to go back in the group, you took a different action from the last time, and then you met Mingming;
"Did you experience anything special when you entered this world?"
Chu Changge had no memory of what happened before going back, and Gu Mian couldn't ask him what the difference was between his two actions. He could only ask if anything special happened.
Chu Changge looked up at the sky outside the glass cover again, thinking of the photo he saw for the first time after entering this world.
"Jiangyang"
Jiangyang?
It was Xie Bian's previous name, which Chu Changge had mentioned to Gu Mian.
"We knew before that Jiang Yang came from this world. This time I landed at his residence in this world, Mouse Head Alley, a street where low-class people live."
Unexpectedly, Chu Changge landed in the place where Xie Bian lived before.
"Louis told me that the guardian sent by this world is a low-class person. Xie Bian is a low-class person. His appearance is not out of place in the real world." Gu Mian touched his chin.
The superior people in the paradise world are all albino in the real world. If Xie Bian was a superior person, it would not be surprising that he would move around covered with a cloak every day.
But he obviously looks the same as everyone else, so why do he have to cover himself up with a cloak?
"Speaking of which," Gu Mian suddenly thought of something and looked at Chu Changge, "how do you know you landed in Jiang Yang's former residence."
"He still has photos at home."
By the way, Chu Changge and Xiao Qiao have both seen Xie Bi'an before he wore a cloak, so they can recognize him when they see his photo.
Xiao Qiao even gave a good comment before that "Xie Bi'an looks good".
You must know that her aesthetic taste is very picky.
Gu Mian was really curious about what Xie Bian looked like, but it was a pity that Chu Changge didn't bring his photo.
Why on earth does he always walk around wearing a cloak? Gu Mian was puzzled.
While thinking, he glanced at the location of the express storage point on the first floor.
There was no sign of the crazy building manager on the hill where express delivery was piled up. He must have found the package he was looking for.
When Cao Cao arrived, Gu Mian suddenly heard the voice of the crazy building manager from behind: "So you are here!"
It’s only 00:30! Gugu’s update time is not the underworld! Damn it!!!! I really want to kill the keyboard and make it come alive to type!!!!