Living in an apartment: Only children make choices.

"No? That's perfect!"

"Hurry up and pack up, there's a big sale coming!!"

Lu Ziqiao said in a low voice.

"Why don't we take a picture?"

Tang Youyou rolled her eyes.

"We've taken a family photo of the apartment before."

"Just imagine what would happen if everyone put their clay figures together this time."

Doesn't it look much warmer now?

Hu Yifei said with a smile.

“Youyou is right. I guess Lin Yun thinks so too.”

Just then, a stylishly dressed girl walked over and said to Lu Ziqiao.

"Hey handsome, I've lost my wallet and phone."

"Could you lend me twenty yuan? I want to take a taxi home."

"I'll return it to you when I get home."

Chapter 347 Hero Saves the Beauty (Please Subscribe!)

This kind of scam on women might have worked seven or eight years ago.

just now……

Dressed so smartly, yet begging for money, what else could it be but a conman?

So everyone went about their own business, chatting or playing on their phones, and nobody paid any attention to her.

However, at that moment, Lü Ziqiao suddenly spoke.

Is twenty yuan enough?

Then, to everyone's astonishment, Lü Ziqiao pulled out one hundred yuan from his pocket.

"Here's a hundred yuan, you don't need to pay it back."

The woman said gratefully.

"Thank you, thank you so much."

"Could you please give me your contact information?"

Lu Ziqiao waved his hand and said.

"Never mind, I never do good deeds anonymously!"

"Go home now, and be careful next time."

The woman had barely left when Tang Youyou couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Nephew, you knew she was a fraud, so why did you give her money?"

Lu Ziqiao said in a serious tone.

"She's not a fraud, I can tell!"

Guan Gu Shenqi teased from the side.

"Is it because she's pretty?!"

Lu Ziqiao said seriously.

"Because just now, I actually found a cell phone and a wallet."

A moment later, the woman, 610, excitedly grasped Lu Ziqiao's hand and said...

"Thank you, thank you so much!"

"You are such a kind person!"

Lu Ziqiao said with a distressed expression.

"It's alright, don't mention it, it's all I should do!"

The woman took out her business card from her wallet and solemnly handed it to Lü Ziqiao.

After the woman left, Lin Yun couldn't help but complain.

"Ziqiao, I thought you had transformed into a good person."

"result……"

Chen Meijia continued.

"So all you're trying to do is use a hundred dollars to buy back your conscience that a dog ate!"

Lu Ziqiao said irritably.

"nonsense!"

"I did it so that she wouldn't call the police."

Everyone said in unison.

"cut!"

The group chatted as they waited for their own clay figurines to appear.

That's why people who set up stalls are all quite skilled.

The clay figurines sculpted by this couple are indeed worth 300 yuan.

Although it's not exactly the same as everyone else's, it has a certain quality that makes people know at first glance that it's a replica of themselves.

This might be what artists refer to as a lifelike resemblance.

Afterwards, each person held one of their own little clay figurines and continued their stroll through the streets.

Guan Gu Shenqi looked at the little clay figure with glasses in his hand and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"Chinese culture is profound and extensive, and this technology is truly amazing."

Hu Yifei said with a smile.

"This is just the tip of the iceberg of Chinese culture."

Do you know "Clay Figure Zhang"?

"They eat and drink with one hand, and mold clay figures with the other."

"After eating and drinking to your heart's content, just slam the clay figure onto the table, and it's done!"

"That's what you call lifelike!"

Lin Yun said with a frown.

“I can understand if you are satisfied with your clay portraits.”

"But don't you think this clay figure looks a bit strange?"

The clay figure in Lin Yun's hand only has a hairstyle and ears. Where the nose, mouth and eyes should be, there is only a single character "帅" (handsome) carved with a knife.

Tang Youyou said with a smile.

"The boss said that he simply couldn't sculpt a face like yours."

"Then you tell people to be innovative and bold in trying new things!"

Lin Yun looked at the clay figure in his hand and couldn't help but complain.

"This is so innovative."

"But you can definitely recognize it at a glance; it's a sculpt of me."

Lu Ziqiao said unhappily.

"Why do you all look normal, but my clay figure has a bitter face?"

Zhang Wei said with a smile.

"Who told you to keep making that long face back then?"

"It wasn't your wallet to begin with. You returned it to the owner, and you're upset?"

Lu Ziqiao said irritably.

"Leave me alone!"

However, at that moment, a man suddenly ran towards them in a panic.

Seeing this, the crowd quickly made way, afraid that the man would bump into the clay figure in their hands.

The man had just run past when a girl's cry for help came from behind.

"Catch the thief!"

By the time everyone in the apartment realized what was happening, Lin Yun had already almost caught up with the suspect.

The fleeing thief felt a sense of pressure coming from behind and hurriedly pulled out a fruit knife from his lower back.

Then he turned around and shouted loudly.

"Stop chasing, or you'll get old..."

[Smack!]

Before the thief could finish speaking, Lin Yun slapped him to the ground.

Then, amidst the admiring gazes of passersby, Lin Yun carried the clay figure in one hand and dragged the thief away with the other.

Just then, a girl standing on the road, panting heavily with her hands on her knees, caught Lin Yun's attention.

Lin Yun stepped forward and asked.

"So it was you who got your things stolen, right?"

The girl nodded, and after her breathing had stabilized a little, she wiped the sweat from her face.