Star Dome Railway: Don't curse me with your crow's mouth!

If you get angry while eating, you have to copy the recipe and the ingredients, even the origin and hybrid selection of the ingredients, when they were introduced and how they were grown.

If you didn’t do well on the exam, just start from the wrong questions and expand your knowledge little by little.

If the swearing is too extreme, then you have to learn the art of language, or even listen to a couple of plays to learn how to swear without being heard.

But he disagreed with this.

I have already scolded someone, and the person I am scolding doesn't even know that he is being scolded, so what's the point? !

"My brother has raised many children like this, he will definitely not harm us." Cheng Che lowered his head calmly, and his men moved quickly, "Quickly copy, I don't want to stay in this confinement room at all. There is only one door and a small window, which reminds me of a prison cell..."

Even the prison isn’t so dark!

Sha Jin turned around and looked at the empty room. Then he saw that there was only a large desk and a few stools in the room. He couldn't help but sigh.

He propped his chin with one hand and wrote tiredly on the paper with the other hand, "Friend, I haven't used such a primitive tool for a long time."

"You're lying." Cheng Che frowned. "Even Latio uses chalk. Don't think I don't know how they teach just because I haven't been to Aletheia University."

Look at the accuracy of the chalk tip, it is definitely the result of daily use.

Moreover... although paper and pen are primitive, they are definitely an effective way to organize ideas and study. No matter how advanced the technology is, there will always be people who prefer to use primitive means to do their work.

Sha Jin sighed again and was about to say something when something came into his peripheral vision.

He turned his head, staring at the flickering light and shadow under the door, and lowered his voice, "There's someone outside."

Cheng Che raised his head and looked at Sha Jin with an incredulous look, "Friend, this is my home. The people outside shouldn't want to harm us, right?"

Habit? Stress?

Haven't relaxed yet.

"Oh." Shajin was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and couldn't help laughing, "I'm just used to it, it will be fine after a while."

In just two minutes, the soundproof door was opened and a thin figure flashed in, with a dusty smell on his body.

It’s hard to describe what the smell is, but people who return from a long journey always look gray, and even their breath is filled with gray fatigue.

"Cheche? Kakavasa?" The young man lowered his voice, closed the door with the things in his arms, and then walked to the table. "Oh, you got into trouble again?"

Cheng Che: ...

Cheng Che raised his head expressionlessly, "Can you say something nice?"

"Snapped--"

With a slight sound, the man rudely slapped Cheng Che on the head and put the bucket in his arms on the table. "How could I have saved you by mistake? I got off the plane two hours ago and immediately went to buy a bucket of fried chicken and brought it to you. I haven't even taken a shower yet!"

Cheng Che looked up at his brother, then at the closed door, "Thank you so much for saving me, but..."

Cheng Lan raised his eyes, "But?"

"Who will save you?" Cheng Che said calmly, with some emotion in his eyes, "This door can only be opened from the outside. Brother, did you lose your brain while studying abroad? I'm really worried that you will starve me when you take care of the family affairs in the future--"

Before he finished speaking, Shajin jumped up and skillfully covered Cheng Che's mouth, "Stop talking, or we'll have to go pick up junk under the overpass."

Cheng Lan looked back blankly and closed the door, then looked at the confinement room where he had stayed before and now passed it to his brothers. After thinking for a while, he opened the fried chicken bucket and took a big bite of a fried chicken leg. "It's okay. I brought Brother Tang's pet in. If he can't find it later, he will definitely look for it all over the yard and finally come here to look for it."

Cheng Che was stunned.

He recalled his brothers' pets, raised his hand to touch Cheng Lan's wrist, and pulled a pitch-black snake off it.

Sha Jin's pupils shrank slightly and his gaze fell on Cheng Che's hand.

The little black snake is no longer than an adult's forearm and no thicker than a little finger. Its eyes are golden in color with distinct green in the middle.

Cheng Che touched the chicken leg, put his forehead against the little snake, and lowered his voice, "Shu, shu, long time no see."

The little snake almost couldn't help rolling its eyes. It glanced at Cheng Che and then poked Cheng Che with the tip of its tail as a favor, then curled up and wrapped itself around Cheng Che's wrist.

"Hurry up and copy it." Cheng Lan patted Cheng Che's head, then touched Sha Jin's head. He bit the chicken leg and picked up Sha Jin with both hands and weighed it. "He has gained weight. Brother Tang still knows how to raise a child."

Gold Dust: ...

Sha Jin was held up by his cheap brother and stared at the other person with wide eyes.

Cheng Lan smiled, put the gold dust back on the chair, and then took out his mobile phone to send a message, "What would you like to drink? I just smuggled a bucket of fried chicken and seemed to have forgotten to bring Coke."

Cheng Che looked at his brother in disbelief, "Where's your brain? You can't play Plants vs. Zombies like this. Where is the signal in this room?!"

The confinement room!

Cheng Lan: …

Cheng Lan was silent for a moment, biting a chicken leg and moving to the door, knocking on the door sadly, "Brother! Open the door and let me out. I will never sneak into the detention room again."

Cheng Che sighed heavily and lowered his head to look at the little snake.

Beside him, Sha Jin moved over, raised his chin towards Cheng Che's wrist, and lowered his voice, "Is this a snake? Isn't this a vidyadhara? Its aura is very similar to that of a vidyadhara!"

Cheng Che: ...

Is there such a great ancestor in my family?

Why was he rubbing Tang Ge's neck that day? Could it be...

Cheng Che lowered his head and met a pair of golden and green eyes, "Xiu Xiu, tell me, were you the one who broke through the dimensional wall?"

Chapter 679: So mad!!!

【Extra←】

Pinocchio, golden hour.

The young man was wearing a pair of simple canvas shoes and a short-sleeved shirt and shorts. He looked full of youth, and one could almost imagine his sunny look when he smiled and ran, showing his teeth.

But there was something different, the other person's face was so calm that he didn't look like a young man. Instead, he looked like someone extremely gloomy. There wasn't a single trace of youthfulness on his face, only the word "calm".

Agu squatted on Cheng Che's shoulder and followed Cheng Che for countless laps during the golden hour. Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Gugu! What are we doing?"

"Take a walk?" Cheng Che responded, his hands in the pockets of his shorts, his head slightly raised as he casually walked along the road. "I suddenly feel that walking alone is not bad, at least it can calm me down and organize my thoughts."

Agu nodded thoughtfully, but still tilted his head to look at Cheng Che, "Have you sorted it out? Have you thought of anything?"

"No, I don't want to." Cheng Che was extremely calm, his eyes empty, "Isn't it okay for me to just squat here and wait for Xingxing to save me?"

Agu: ...

Agu thought about the scene he had secretly witnessed and lowered his voice, "Then how do you know she wasn't waiting for you to sort everything out and then go on vacation?"

Cheng Che was silent for a moment, seeming a little bit unbelievable, "She? She is the protagonist!"

Can the protagonist still be lazy?

Is it okay for the little yellow-haired guy next door to work everywhere every day? !

Even if there is no activity, you still have to go and hoe the land!

If even the stars can give up, then what's the point of the time he spent in Teyvat?

Is this voluntary labor?

"But she's so sloppy." Agu tilted his head and put it on Cheng Che's cheek, "She's so sloppy that I feel like touching her."

I want to take a look, but I feel like if I do, the other person might be a little bit disappointed.

Cheng Che was silent for a moment, then he stopped and looked up at the sky in Pinoconi's dream. "Is that so..."

If you have a scumbag companion, and you slack off and your companion follows suit, then...

Who is doing the work?

March?

It’s better for the little girl to jump around and play everywhere.

Dan Heng?

Danheng was still squatting on the train.

Ji Zi and Lao Yang?

How can two elders run around?

Cheng Che touched his chin, thinking, "Can't I inspire Xing a little?"

"But she's a jerk." Agu sighed. He couldn't tell whether he wanted to see Cheng Che having fun or Pinocchio having fun. "If you poke her, she'll lie down and blackmail you."

"I can do that, too." Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face. He looked at the ground and sat down without hesitation. "I can blackmail Tongxie right now."

Agu: ...

For a moment, I didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Agu jumped off Cheng Che's shoulder, stood in front of Cheng Che and looked up at him, "I have given you so much garbage, can you have a little awareness of being an envoy?"

Cheng Che shook his head, "What kind of feeling?"

"Self-awareness!" Agu flapped his wings!

"Oh." Cheng Che touched his head, "What do you mean?"

Agu: ...

It was really fun, but it wasn’t fun enough. He clearly wanted to see bigger fun!

Agu looked at Cheng Che in silence.

Cheng Che looked back, rubbed his eyes after a while, took off his glasses and put them in his pocket, then lay down, "I'm going to start blackmailing people."

The young man lay on the square and stared at the sky, not caring about the looks of passers-by around him.

Agu blinked, moved over and lay next to Cheng Che's head, also staring at the sky.

"Goooooooooooo-"

"Snapped--"

After a series of noises, a small cart rolled over, but was kicked by a trash can in the corner. The girl sitting in the cart flew out with a whoosh and fell to the ground without stopping.

Cheng Che turned his head and looked at the familiar face that rolled to his side. His eyelids twitched, "Oh."

He responded silently, then turned his head to look at the sky, not wanting to pay any attention.

"What a cold guest." The girl smiled with her eyes bent, and said softly, "Mr. Phoenix, aren't you surprised to see me?"