Shen Mo was walking alone through an alley. This was an optional road to Shen Xuan School. Although it was farther than usual, fortunately, this road was relatively quiet, and the security nearby was good. Shen Mo was still in school. When I'm in class, I like to take a long detour from here to school.
It's really... that he took this road by accident. Shen Mo only realized that he had taken a long detour halfway through. She was angry and funny about her behavior. Maybe she didn't realize it herself. When she was in a little mood, Shen Mo's entire movement pattern will become similar to that of her high school days. It would be like hiding in the toilet then, or walking the same path she took as a student today.
But it wasn't those overly negative emotions that affected her today. Today's state was completely unfamiliar to Shen Mo. The little girl who couldn't deal with it could only slowly figure out what it was called. Thinking about it carefully, she just said to Jiang Mo His attitude suddenly becomes a little rude from time to time? At least not as natural as usual. And all this...
It should be because he was walking with someone of the opposite sex whom he didn't know. Although he said he was working, and judging from the way they were dressed, it just made Shen Mo feel a little uncomfortable. Work? Work is all. Do you want to stay together all day and drink with others at noon? Does he know that it is difficult to handle too much food and that the taste and nutrition will not be good if left in the refrigerator for a long time?
"Shen Mo!"
Yes, I was mainly angry because he didn't come to eat and it affected my body. What on earth did he think about saving his share of the meal? I was really——
"Shen Mo!" Shen Mo heard someone calling her. She looked back following the voice and found that the voice was indeed Jiang Yan. However, the way he appeared was still surprising: he was hiding inside a huge cardboard box. It looks like it was used to install the refrigerator. There are many old furniture and cardboard boxes of various household appliances stacked here. It looks like someone has moved in.
Shen Mo tugged at the corner of his mouth and almost laughed. "What's wrong?" She didn't even bother to ask why Jiang Shao had to be so creative every time he showed up. At least he was still wearing clothes now. Jiang Shao lowered his voice, "Help me take a look. Is there anyone else following you?"
Shen Mo looked around and saw that there was no other living person in the box except her and a talking box. "No, no, what happened?" Jiang Yan was relieved when he heard this, "I met a wild and willful person. Little girl, the client's identity was exposed. The reporters who just took pictures of the skateboard chased her all the way. Fortunately, she and I both have good feet, and we finally got rid of her." Jiang Shao helplessly patted the wooden cabinet next to the carton, "Big star. , you can come out now.”
"Phew, I'm so suffocated!" The wooden cabinet door opened with a creak, and a person came out. Shen Mo took a look, and after comparing his figure carefully for a while, he realized that this person was indeed the client Jiang Yan mentioned just now. This customer was not wearing a hat or mask at this time, but Shen Mo immediately recognized who this was. Isn't this the iron-eating beast that often appears in movies?
Shen Mo blinked and asked Jiang Yan, "So, you are just playing with her?" "Ahem," Jiang Yan nodded awkwardly, "Actually, -" "Hello! Miss Girlfriend!" The iron-eating beast took Shen Mo's hand in a familiar manner, "I'm sorry, I'm asking you to lend me your boyfriend these days!"
"...Actually, I'm still a bodyguard." After Jiang Yan finished speaking, he added, "I told her, but she just didn't believe me."
Shen Mo had an indifferent expression. What she was more curious about now was what kind of brain circuit Jiang Shao had to find these strange hiding places. But before she could ask, Jiang Shao was already busy.
"Iron-eating beast, come and help me, see if there are any other clothes here." As he said that, Jiang Yan put the clothes he was wearing aside, took off his wig, and naturally began to look for the clothes in the old things.
Something. The iron-eating beast looked into the wooden cabinet and took out two gowns. "Here, I have the clothes."
Jiang Yan took the gown and put it on himself. He measured the top and bottom for a while and found that it fit well. "Okay, let's change to this one." Jiang Yan pulled out a drawer with a folding fan and sunglasses, and an erhu next to it.
, there was an old hat on the erhu. "Oh!" The iron-eating beast's eyes lit up, and he picked up the erhu, "This is made of python skin, it's a good product!" Jiang Yan put on his sunglasses, picked up a folding fan, and used it to blow his hair.
He moved his hand behind his head and placed the hat on the iron-eating beast's head.
"How is it?" After finishing dressing up, Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows at Shen Mo, seeming to be very satisfied with his current outfit. "Does it look like that?"
Shen Mo was stunned by Jiang Yan, "What does it look like?" Jiang Yan pointed at himself with a folding fan, "I am the storyteller." Then he pointed at the iron-eating beast, "She is a blind erhu artist."
Shen Mo was completely speechless, "It's quite similar, just missing a bowl..." However, before she could finish speaking, the Iron-eating Beast took out a porcelain bowl with a missing edge and stuffed it into Jiang Shao's hand.
"We're all alive now." Jiang Yan was playing tricks and scheming. "Shen Mo, didn't you say you were going to school? Lead the way!"
"ah?"
"We are artists who enter the school to spread traditional art. It is reasonable. Once we enter the school, we are safe. No matter how much trouble they make, they will not dare to cause trouble in the school, right?"
"This..." However, before Shen Mo could refuse, the iron-eating beast patted its head and followed Jiang Yan's train of thought. "Come on!" She took one of Shen Mo's hands and held her arm. "I'm blind.
Pull me a little." After that, the iron-eating beast's play began: she frowned, as if in a sad tone, and played a small tune.
"Storytellers and operas are the best way to persuade people," Jiang Yan opened his folding fan, raised his eyebrows, and wrote the closing poem with righteous words. "Three avenues should go to the center!"
"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end——"
"The road we have taken!"
Just like that, the three of them walked out of the alley, and Jiang Yan chanted "More than three hundred years of Song Dynasty history, with the north and south in between...", and walked through the city in a swaggering way, heading straight towards the school.