Langsheng''s face is like cooked shrimp, red. She just saw some small films when they invaded the computer in the technology department, including "we are just brothers, you think about my body", "brotherly love" and so on.


    He blushed at a glance.


    "Very hot?" Quan Yi''s tone was happy and asked her jokingly.


    "Well, a little." Langsheng pretended to answer calmly and recited the pure heart mantra.


    Quan Yi said nothing, fixed the fan in the direction of Langsheng and drove it to the highest grade.


    The maroon haired boy was messy with the fan and blew goose bumps all over.


    His face soon cooled down. Langsheng had nothing to do when he was idle, so he ran to the door of the studio to see their progress.


    At this time, Zhang Luyu was wearing white striped short sleeves and jeans with holes in his lower body. The props were also changed. Sitting in the exquisite white round chair, next to the white high round table matched with the stool.


    Fingers hook the ears of the coffee cup, the milk foam floats to form a swirling white, and both legs step on the chassis of the chair. The face is clean and lovely, the evil spirit smiles, and the eyes discharge forward without fear.


    The figure of a teenager on Jiang Qi''s drawing board was basically drawn, and the first painting put aside to dry was half dry.


    Coupled with Jiang Qi''s uncanny hook and edge, this painting is definitely no less than 3 million!


    In this way, Zhang Luyu''s debut can get strong help.


    As if thinking of something, Langsheng turned back to the sofa.


    Quan Yi is quietly looking at his mobile phone. Suddenly, a shadow shines on him, and one hand slams on the sofa. He raised his eyebrows and looked up at someone.


    "Have you forgotten something?" Langsheng pressed him and felt very powerful. Even his tone was overbearing.


    "What?" Quan Yi asked her with a smile.


    Langsheng gritted his teeth and spit out the reason: "where''s my two million?"


    I dug her up from Lord Yao and haven''t given her any money so far. Do you have a bad memory of bullying her?


    "..." Quan Yi smiled coldly, lowered his head, pointed out Langsheng wechat and sent a red envelope.


    Langsheng consciously got up and took out his mobile phone to collect the red envelope.


    In half a minute.


    Someone sneered, gritted his teeth and asked, "there''s still a million?"


    "Make up fee."


    Say these three words, Langsheng is fried!


    "Wait a minute, make-up classes don''t cost a million! Rob the bank, you! " Langsheng roared angrily, like a little lion.


    Who knows, Quan Yi calmed down: "it''s not necessary to rob a bank. I''m not so poor."


    Showing off your wealth is the most annoying. Have the ability to insult her with money!


    "Why don''t you help me take a day of recruits?"


    "Deal, a million. When? "


    "After the exam."


    That''s very busy. After the exam, I''m not tired of consuming brain cells, but because a lot of things pile up.


    Lang Sheng promised to be frank and quick, and the prompt voice came from the mobile phone, which was the remaining one million.


    Finally, one hour at noon, Langsheng borrowed an ordinary motorcycle and drove to the black entrance at full power.


    Still familiar entry.


    It''s said that it''s quiet these days because the black underground boss is back.


    "Hey, can you have a look at that material?" Langsheng was full of evil spirit and knocked on the table.


    The boss slowly took down the material and gave it to her.


    "It''s all old things. It''s useless."


    Langsheng picked out an important part and paid for it.


    Next, we need a spider silk chain.


    Spider silk chain, a kind of material. The material is tough and strong. Generally, large organizations will purchase it in large quantities and make it into a long chain.


    Before Langsheng took Gu Zhou''s entrance examination, the rope equipped in his hand was made of this kind.