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"Please." Jiang Xueming tore off the purchase catalog from the diary and handed it to 9527.

Brother Seven took it and saw that what was written on it were all construction supplies, so he became confused and asked again: "Are you going to renovate this family building? It doesn't sound reliable. Isn't this treating the symptoms rather than the root cause?"

"

"Then can you tell me a permanent solution?" Jiang Xueming put his hands on his hips, looked up at the entire six-story family building, and used his hands to form a rectangular frame, as if he was estimating the size of the entire stadium. Without a horizontal surveyor, he could only simply look at it.

A rough idea.

"The root solution..." Brother Qi pondered for a long time but couldn't come up with an accurate answer - from the perspective of the station, areas like the family building of the 16th Steel Works have no value in continuing to be preserved.

If its concentration of spiritual disaster continues to increase and the casualty rate of passengers increases month by month, the only option waiting for it should be [death].

As for the method of shutting down, Jessica said that all the runes in the entire partition should be eradicated, and the [Desperadoes] in it would fall into eternal sleep and disappear, leaving nothing behind.

"Okay..." Xiao Qi couldn't find any other standard answer, but the method Jiang Xueming said sounded difficult to complete - the family building was built according to the standards of a wartime shelter, and the renovation project

The amount is huge.

Just him...

one person?

"Hey!" 9527 just climbed onto the motorcycle and suddenly remembered this, "You don't want to... let those living dead work with you, do you? Let them work with you to transform this community?"

"You reminded me, I think I can give it a try." Jiang Xueming lowered his head and drew the design, as if he was practicing interior design for a coffee shop, "Thank you, Brother Qi, your idea is good, but if I can't persuade you,

Those weirdos, just slowly clean up this [big house] alone. Chief Jessica said that we have a maximum construction period of three months. After three months, there is a very small chance that this [big house] will be destroyed.

The region was transformed into outlaws.”

"Are you really planning to finish it alone?!" Xiao Qi was very surprised: "Are you usually so brave?"

"I used to work in a braised food shop, to tell you the truth." Jiang Xueming was a little embarrassed: "I originally had two colleagues working with me, but they liked to be lazy and fish out, and their working hours became more and more outrageous. Later, they

I was fired by my boss. But I found that I could do things faster and better when I was alone."

Jiang Xueming smiled and urged Brother Seven to get the goods, "Hurry up, I'll probably have to trouble you a lot. Anyway, it's all about cleaning the room. Chief Jessica's room is difficult to clean - this is also difficult to clean and difficult to do.

It doesn’t mean that we can’t do things. We can do it slowly, and it will be faster if we do it slowly.”

Jessica took out an empty gun and shouted fiercely: "You keep scolding! You keep scolding!~"

"Forget it, forget it, Brother Jie..." Ah Xing hugged the officer and kept stuffing Wangwang senbei into Jessica's mouth.

"I understand." Xiao Qi mentally calculated the cost again: "It will cost a lot of money. Although building materials are cheap, if you also want to buy other things, such as grass, vegetation, potted plants, etc., such as polyethylene, PVC/glass

Fiber and decoration materials such as aluminum alloy. These things are calculated based on the transportation capacity of the station. If you want to transport them here, the price is sky-high!"

Xue Mingzheng's words were shameless: "I have thought about it. You can look down on me, but you can't look down on Ah Xing's bank account. So I might ask you to run a few more times. If there is a trade transfer station nearby, you can also ask for it for me.

Want to ask about the price? Miss Bai Qingqing with hands and eyes as bright as the sky?"

"Hey!~ Now you know how good I am!" Xiaoqi smiled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth. She pulled on the accelerator of the motorcycle and headed towards the city with a puff of smoke.

"Brother Ming, what about us?" Bu Liexing had nothing to do. Jiang Xueming had asked Jiang Xueming to wrap the cut on his leg with a triangular bandage, but he was still lame when he walked.

Jiang Xueming: "Can your legs run?"

"I can't run very well. I feel like the Achilles tendon in my calf has been severed." Ah Xing pulled up his trouser legs, and it looked like the triangle bandage couldn't stop the bleeding. "Brother Ming, you ask this? You want to go back to the community for a visit.

Do you want to see it? How about you and Chief Jessica go together?"

"I'm worried about leaving you here alone." Jiang Xueming took out Mrs. Bai's coffee, asked Jessica for a bottle of water, and took out the iron pot and gas stove from the big backpack.

He installed the GAS bottle of air-conditioning refrigerant on the air intake port of the mini stove and started boiling water to make coffee. He was not in a hurry and had no intention of using a panacea. He chatted without a word.

When the coffee was ready and Bu Meteor finished drinking it, the ruptured Achilles tendon and muscles reconnected, he jumped up on the spot and did a few more standing long jumps.

"Okay! Brother Ming, I'm done!"

"Let's go then. Let's go in and visit the residents' homes?" Jiang Xueming said and looked at Jessica again.

Jessica didn't understand what Jiang Xueming meant for a while, "Do you still want to go back? Back to this community?"

Jiang Xueming's eyes were full of innocence: "Yes, if I don't go in, how do I know what to buy? What should I bring to these residents? Just ask you? Chief Jessica? You are a girl, your whole body is full of secrets, full of Japanese riddles

The smell of people - to deal with these desperadoes, I have to ask them door to door before I can feel at ease."

"Teacher Victor said! We have to take the initiative to attack!" Bu Liuxing immediately understood what Brother Ming meant: "Clean up this big house!"

"This building is like garbage in your house, waiting for it to slowly rot away. The smell will be smelled by new passengers and harm new passengers. At that time, the station will really uproot it.

Right? You also said that many, many blocks in this city have disappeared like this." Jiang Xueming explained carefully: "Sir, I can understand your [uneasiness] - today, you are here

In the office building, we just opened the door and saw you ready to hang yourself..."

"Well..." Jessica pursed her lips, looking guilty.

Jiang Xueming continued: "I couldn't understand it at the time, but I figured it out later - you probably want to scare us away? The safety officer is dead, and the passengers have no guide. In most cases, this investigation mission will be suspended - do you want to use

This way to protect your benefactors and relatives, protect your friends?"

"I'm sorry!" Jessica immediately bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry! I did hide something!"

"Apologizing after knowingly committing the crime is a very bad behavior. I can't quite understand it...just...Jessica, I'm telling the truth." Jiang Xueming described: "Tsk, it's hard for me to understand such complicated emotions.

, I may not be able to talk to you. I am a very down-to-earth person. I feel that I am a bit old-fashioned. My sister also said the same. I can kill all her fantasies and romances. I am a very [boring] person.

——

——I don’t like small luck, or the kind of pretentious complex emotions. You know what I’m talking about, right? Your Japanese stories are always convoluted, and you always like to use complex sentences to describe the fragmented and beautiful illusions.

I don’t like to watch cartoons because I was heartbroken by similar weird stories in the past. When I saw that awkward narrative method, I ran away very fast - that’s a bit offensive, I’m sorry.”

"I...understand..." Jessica pursed her lips, with an embarrassed look on her face: "I will cooperate with you well, tell me what you want! Say what you want! Chinese idioms, I have learned them all my life."

"Then it's easy to talk! Let's go." Jiang Xueming packed up the gas stove, closed the diary, and became full of energy.

Bu Liuxing: "Go back? In the community?"

Jessica: "What are you going back for?"

"The BOSS arranged this trip for us. This B14 scenic spot is shabby and shabby, and there are a bunch of [desperados] who are trying to rip off customers. We are doing a decoration project. We must first carry out safety protection, otherwise how can we start production?" Jiang Xueming said with a straight face,

He took out three new plastic cloaks from the Volga's trunk and checked the last four submachine gun magazines: "Let's go in and have a good chat with them until they don't want to talk, and then give them something based on their behavior and habits.

Write a [safety specification guide].”

...

...

The three of them walked through the stadium path as usual.

Jiang Xueming counted the number of athletes on the field one by one - sorting out the bills for various sports equipment.

Then I chatted for a long time with four tennis players and two referees, and then chatted with a family of three watching the game for a long time.

About an hour passed without any surprises or scares.

Life is like this, mediocre.

With the help of Chief Jessica, Jiang Xueming learned that these four athletes needed a lot of things——

——Then, Jiang Xueming filled the diary with words, tore it out and gave it to Jessica.

"Go back to the waiter and ask for a sign. Hang this message on the iron net of the tennis court, near the entrance. After we leave, let other passengers see it."

"What is this?" Jessica didn't know much Chinese.

Bu Liuxing took out his diary, wrote in Japanese according to the instructions, tore off the paper and handed it to Jessica.

[16th Division·Tennis Court]

[Dear passengers, there are four men and women on your right who are playing tennis. They are from the Soviet era, and one of them was a former Olympic athlete. When communicating with them, it is best not to discuss the disintegration of the Soviet Union after 1990.

Otherwise you might die.]

[If you find that the rackets in their hands are rusty and rotten, and the tennis balls are lost, there should be spare parts I left in the warehouse on the first floor. If you can't find the spare parts, it means that this place has been abandoned for a long, long time, and you need to open it directly.]

[These four athletes all like sweat-absorbent shirts with three stripes and are not particular about shoes. If you bring energy drinks, you can give them to two of the ladies. The one with white hair and big eyes is named Scheneva, and the one with yellow hair and small nose

Your name is Sasha. They all like taurine drinks, which can improve their affection for you.]

[The two referees don’t like to talk. They like to eat corn tortillas. This kind of snack is very clean, does not contain oil and water and does not stick to the hands. It is suitable to eat during the game.]

[The family of three next to me are from Kansai, Japan, and their surname is Matsushita. The husband likes gambling very much. Don't talk about gambling, his wife will try to kill you——

——Your wife will ask you about calcium tablets. If you don’t have calcium tablets, milk will do. If you can’t find these things, there is no need to bother them. Their children may be envious of your height and pester you to ask.

Ask east and west.]

[Jiujie Station·Passenger: Jiang Xueming]

...

...

"These are..." Jessica held two pieces of paper and then understood what the two passengers planned to do. "Are these for other passengers?"

"Sir Jessica, your Chinese is very poor. I need to write these things down to prevent you from being unclear when communicating with other passengers." Jiang Xueming explained: "The whole process will take a lot of time, just like

It’s as boring as cleaning the room.”

"No, no, no! No, no, no..." Jessica nodded her head: "Thank you! Thank you!"

"You're welcome, I guess this notice board needs to be updated frequently." Jiang Xueming warned again: "You can't be lazy."

There are little stars in Jessica's eyes.

"Um!"

...

...

Twenty-four hours later.

There is a small note on the door of all functional places on the first floor.

Club dance hall, McDonald's restaurant, large canteen, bathroom and community neighborhood committee office.

Every person in it, the basic situation of each desperado, and the things you need to pay attention to when communicating with desperadoes are all clearly written.

It's just that it's not detailed enough, and Jiang Xueming doesn't have the mental energy to dig into these details.

Originally, talking is a very mentally draining thing. It is very hard to avoid [forbidden sentences] and observe the words and demeanor of the person you are talking to, always pay attention to the mental state of the person you are talking to, and keep talking for 24 hours.

Ah Xing followed suit from the sidelines. When Brother Ming occasionally got distracted, he would immediately pick up the topic so as not to neglect these distinguished guests who were prone to going berserk.

There was only one critical incident during this period.

——When dealing with the crowds at the table tennis table, Jiang Xueming did not dare to go up and say hello directly. There were too many people there, all of them men in their prime, and they were betting with empty cigarette boxes. They all seemed to have hot tempers.

So he asked Chief Jessica to separate these people and summon them one by one.

One of the men was so anxious that he lost his mind and went crazy as soon as he reached the outer edge of the court. The three of them had to run out of the community and wait outside the door for the rune insurance to take effect.

...

...

Jiang Xueming slept in the car for ten hours, and he slept very soundly.

After the mental energy is exhausted, when entering sleep state, the brain completely relaxes - all the garbage and waste fluid in the brain are excreted.

When he woke up, he could still find that the pyroxene was sparkling. He didn't know what this meant. Maybe it was a good thing - maybe his mental power that he couldn't explain with his polarizing sextant had changed from [out of specification] to

More [out of specification].

...

...

The next day, Brother Qi drove a big truck back with building materials. Then he was pulled into the community by Xueming.

The four people began to screen all the residents door to door, listening to their needs, their stories, and their unique [forbidden words] that should not be offended.

——Then, turn all this information into notices and advice.

Becomes [Safety Code Guide].

...

...

The seventh day.

[Residential area from the first floor to the sixth floor]

[You will see a Chinese health aunt. Her name is Li Xiangyun. She is responsible for the cleaning of this building. She likes to sing. If you can sing "Liuyang River" or "My Motherland", you can try to strike up a conversation with her.

, she is very knowledgeable about the situation of every household and is a warm-hearted person.]

[If you can’t sing, I also recommend you try singing. I will leave the music score at the end. Aunt Li Xiangyun will not laugh at you because of your tone-deaf sense of music. She will hold your hand, like

It’s like a conductor’s baton, teaching you to sing.]

[She has eight shifts of handymen. As long as you successfully conquer this aunt, she will enthusiastically introduce you to the residents in each room. She is a highly respected person in this community. Basically, as long as she is present,

No one dares to lose his temper.]

[If her cleaning tools are broken, you will not be able to find replacements for a while, and there are no more in the warehouse. You can try bending down to pick up garbage with her, and then find opportunities to take a break.]

[Jiujie Station·Passenger: Jiang Xueming]

After writing the last stroke and tearing out the pages, Jiang Xueming had already completed 98% of how to deal with the [Desperado].

The remaining two percent - six children from Yingying Kindergarten.

The tempers of these children are really difficult to deal with. However, at the age of three or four, they cannot speak clearly. Once they cannot find their parents or the teacher cannot coax them, they will immediately "die" for you to see.

Then this crazy emotion will spread outwards, quickly turning into a riot without warning.

Jiang Xueming also had a headache. He had never taken care of a child. Bai Lu had been very well-behaved since she was a child. She was as well-behaved as himself. She never cried or made trouble, because she would get slapped if she cried or made trouble.

But these little babies can't be beaten, and they don't remember much after being beaten.

He thought for a long time, he couldn't teach a few teachers the P90 fifty-shot education method, right?

——If you think about it carefully, that scene is too crazy.

...

...

There was nothing Jessica could do. In the past, after work, she would come to teach the children in the family building how to do questions. Otherwise, why would so many people call her Teacher Jessica?

When dealing with these babies, she is cautious and careful, careful and cautious.

On the shabby carousel in the kindergarten, four people sat in a row.

"Forget it." Jessica pulled Jiang Xueming's sleeve and said in Chinese: "Some things can't be done, so don't force it. You have done a lot, a lot, a lot, thank you."

"No, we can't let it go like this." Jiang Xueming gritted his teeth, and his eyes were full of unwillingness: "In the middle of cleaning a house, you tell me to stop? Are you going to kill me?"

...

...

"You guy..." Jessica switched to Japanese because she couldn't speak Chinese well, "It's very strange... It's really strange..."

She couldn't control her breath because she was crying.

"Why are you so nice to us? I don't understand... Do you really plan to do these things alone? I thought you were talking nonsense! You just comfort me politely!"

"I don't understand what you are saying, Axing, please stop translating. I guess I don't have much nutrition..." Jiang Xueming habitually handed a tissue to Jessica: "I don't know why you are crying so hard, Jie

Sir Sika."

Bu Liuxing interjected: "Sir Jessica is asking, why do we need to help her do these things?"

Jiang Xueming said frankly: "It's my first time doing decoration design, and I want to practice my skills. Isn't there a ready-made example of industrial style modification? I just thought... It would be great if I could turn a factory into a cafe in the future.

After all, the factory building is very big, and there are also cool industrial machines such as suspension beam track multi-function welding machines. I can park my beloved dump truck inside..."

9527: "Are you still thinking about your dump truck?! Whose coffee shop has a dump truck?"

Jiang Xueming ignored Xiao Qi: "Park my beloved dump truck. Not only can it transport goods, but it can also be inspected at any time. What a great opportunity to practice... Could it be that there are a few unreasonable people in my cafe?"

Do I have to give up because of my naughty child?”

As she listened, Jessica started to sound the air-raid siren and threw herself on Brother Qi's shoulder.

"This man lies..."

Brother Qi didn't react: "Ah?"

"I thought...I originally thought...he was joking...he just did it casually..." Jessica waved her little hand, unable to speak clearly: "More than four hundred people, my

Oh my god, he really asked questions one by one, and slowly finished writing one piece of paper after another. Waiter, I thought it was over. After writing this story, it was over - but I just

I found out that he really wanted to bring my family back to life!"

Thinking of this, Jessica just wiped her tears and didn't know what to say, so she used broken Chinese to describe it.

"He lied. He said he was 'boring', 'unromantic' and 'old-fashioned' - this is not right, he is a knife, he knifed me! Wuwuwuwu..."

...

...

"Axing!" Jiang Xueming had no time to take care of Chief Jessica's mood, "Let's go!"

After that - he stood up and took Ah Xing's arm to the residential building.

It’s not like walking like a meteor, it’s not like staying.

"Where are you going? Brother Ming?"

"What did you like to watch when you were a child? Let's go through Chief Jessica's DVD inventory and get some discs to entertain these little babies. Maybe it will work? There are always more solutions than difficulties." Jiang Xueming thought carefully: "These children

I won’t grow up, so I should live a carefree life forever. I put myself in my shoes and thought about it, if I lived forever at the age of three, and the teacher lectured me all day long, asking me to study hard for the future, who would be crazy if I didn’t?

Epilepsy?"

Bu Liuxing's eyes lit up: "That makes sense! Brother Ming!"

The two of them worked together to get sixteen CDs of "Tom and Jerry" for the little ones in the kindergarten. The multimedia TV in the kindergarten was too old, so they asked Brother Seven to go to the office building of the Armed Forces employees to get a new TV.

The results of it--

——As a result, several kindergarten teachers saw Tom and Jerry on TV and laughed more happily than the children.

...

...

Ah Xing and Xueming got all the "Safety Regulations Instructions" for all the desperadoes, and without stopping for a moment, they ran to the big truck and unloaded the building materials.

The rust remover and welding rods, aluminum plates and steel parts were all dragged to the iron fence of the family building. Starting from the door, they were renovated all the way in.

...

...

The moment the angle grinder was plugged into the security room gate——

It's as if everything is starting to breathe.

Everything--

--everything.

They are all like [spring strings] coming out of the pulse.

The blue-collar uncle who looked after the door took the grinder from Jiang Xueming's hand, casually pulled out two work gloves, and spoke in Japanese with a smile.

"Welcome back. We are full of distinguished guests. Let's take a short rest."

Bu Liuxing was just about to carry the paint bucket to the stadium. It was a big project to paint the ten large iron mesh and guardrails of the entire tennis court. The chrome paint was also very heavy. He walked slowly and carefully.

Ah Xing suddenly felt a light touch on his hand, and saw several shirtless elders at the table tennis court casually taking away the things in his hand.

"It seems... something has become different." Ah Xing slapped his forehead, figured it out, and ran out of the door as fast as he could, grabbing Jiang Xueming's shoulders and shaking him hard, "Brother Ming! Brother Ming! Live!" Come over! Come to life! Come to life! Come to life!”

"Axing, these desperadoes should know. They know that they have been dead for a long time..." Jiang Xueming thought for a moment and thought carefully: "They are just pretending that they are still alive - so when they hear those [ When people are forbidden to express sentences, they will become extreme and crazy, just like PTSD, except that this symptom is much more serious in desperadoes.”

Bu Liuxing pointed at the people in the community and those people who were sweating and working hard.

"Then...then what's going on?"

"I have always believed that people love labor very much, just like sowing seeds in the spring, caring for the crops with enthusiasm, and looking forward to harvesting in the autumn - just like what Teacher Victor said, they found the sustenance of their courage and broke the The darkness and terror in my heart have disappeared.”

Jiang Xueming was still unloading the goods and throwing the building materials and cables out. Immediately more residents ran outside - Lu En could not even recognize these [desperados].

...

...

An uncle with quick hands and feet climbed onto the truck, shouted a slogan, and carefully handed the box of porcelain tiles to a fellow worker.

"Foreman! Foreman! Car! What else is on the car! What else! Today is the Chinese New Year! Do you have to work overtime too?" The worker stammered and hung on the unloading board of the truck. He was very short and had no feet. Touching the ground, eyes full of expectation.

The foreman used his finger as a gun and roared angrily: "Don't ask! We'll talk about it after we've done it!"

"Okay! Okay! I'm going to wake up the slackers from Class 3... Class 4."

As he said this, the little worker jumped back to the ground and ran towards the building as if he was flying.

After a while——

——Xue Ming and Ah Xing heard a sharp and piercing whistle coming from the radio station in the family building.

The square bell mouth was in disrepair for many years, but within a few minutes, someone hung up a safety rope and climbed up a ladder to the four-story pole to repair the broken thing.

At that moment...

"Be careful!" Ah Xing screamed, looking in that direction with his eyes blank.

A worker who was repairing the horn fell from a height of more than ten meters, and the age-old safety rope lost its function and broke into two pieces.

He fell heavily to the ground, and a muffled sound spread far, far away.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the poor man struggling and wailing on the ground.

But--

——But in less than ten seconds, the worker stood up immediately, and the bones and muscles on his body re-bonded. The bruises and fractures slowly healed.

He was roaring loudly, as if he was embarrassed and hurt.

"Hey! Look what I do! Move! Move!"

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...

These seven days are very short and very long.

The family building of the 16th Division Steel Works is like a prison, and the desperadoes are the prisoners.

Jiang Xueming could call out the names of everyone in this building, and he inexplicably remembered the story that Teacher Victor had told - the story of the writer David Boy writing letters home to the prisoners.

He couldn't figure out whether this was teacher Victor who leaked the questions in advance and gave them reference answers, or whether it was fate and a coincidence.

There was no extra paper left in his and Bu Liuxing's diaries to tear up - more than 400 residents' [Safety Regulations Instructions] had emptied their precious diaries.

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...

Xiaoqi and Jessica also ran out. When they saw these desperadoes coming to life, they felt incredible.

Jessica hurriedly asked the foreman: "What are you going to do? Uncle Eric! What are you going to do!"

The foreman immediately replied: "I don't know! But it's better than doing nothing."

"Then... what should I do if I run out of things?" Jessica asked again.

The foreman then replied: "Then rest, there will always be something to do."

"Brother Seven..." Jiang Xueming hadn't finished speaking yet.

"Understood!" Xiaoqi climbed onto the driver's seat of the big truck and ran to pick up the goods again.

...

...

The big truck drove farther and farther, leaving a trail of thick yellow smoke in the city.

Jessica, Jiang Xueming, and Bu Liuxing were sitting in rows on the curb.

The residents behind them gradually dispersed, ran away holding the aluminum plates, grabbed brushes and climbed up the iron fence.

The uncle who is the gatekeeper is still using a grinder to remove the rusty lumps on the iron fence.

So quiet, yet so noisy.

Jessica hugged her knees and looked at the mountains far away from the city.

"After doing this... you are leaving, right?"

Bu Liuxing immediately said: "It should be."

Jiang Xueming: "Don't worry."

"Aren't you in a hurry?" Jessica asked again: "Is there anything else? I think it's okay...already...everyone is fine. I think everyone...is super energetic.

!”

Jiang Xueming nodded: "There is still a very important ceremony that has not been completed, the New Year's party, the New Year's bell, and the happy red and white singing party!"

"Ugh!——" Jessica immediately sounded the alarm.

Jiang Xueming asked Ah Xing: "Why did she react so much?"

"I don't know..." Bu Liuxing thought for a moment and felt a little empathy.

Then Ah Xing also started to sound the alarm.

The scene was like two special vehicles.

The ambulance is on the left and the fire truck is on the right.

Xueming was in the middle, very confused.

I really don’t understand——

——So he found someone who could speak Chinese and tried to understand.

"Axing, you...explain..."

Bu Liuxing: "I thought about it! I thought about it seriously! I was just thinking about that thing - are you going to arrange a New Year's party for Chief Jessica?"

"That's right, after you clean the house, why don't you celebrate it? Even some French fries?" Jiang Xueming's idea was simple, "Cleaning out the old and welcoming the new is such a practical thing."

"Yes, yes! Is this New Year's party... specially prepared for her?" Bu Liuxing grabbed this topic again and didn't let go.

Jiang Xueming: "Yes, Chief Jessica said before that we want to hold a New Year's art performance. I surveyed the residents in the family building and found out what kind of talent performances they would perform. I asked for their opinions privately, and then

I made a version of the program, but I didn’t write it down, and the diary was not enough.”

Ah Xing immediately refilled the battery of the alarm bell.

"I thought of this too! You said a lot just now, and I couldn't turn my head around. I realized that you said that you wanted to renovate this building to open a coffee shop, and to try to practice decoration design - I

Don’t you think about it now? You actually remember it clearly? Have you always kept the cafe in your heart? You really..."

"Let me just say this guy is weird! Mr. Aryusei!" Jessica held Xueming's left arm and spoke in Japanese from a distance away.

"Yes! Yes!" Bu Liuxing hugged Xueming's right arm, but Xueming was very flexible and couldn't hold it. He could only grab his clothes and answer in Japanese, "I knew it as soon as we met! He is this

Very reliable person!”

Jiang Xueming sat in the middle and froze.

His face was expressionless and he couldn't make any expressions. He was thinking about other things.

"Could it be...that they really just talked casually at the beginning? Are all Lezi people so casual?"


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