The Villain in the World of Women

After spending nearly an hour, Lin Qingyu discovered that the girl's learning method was indeed interesting. As for how much effect it could have, that would have to wait and see.

“No, no.” Irene smiled sweetly and said, “You…you are so cute, even Brother Qingliu likes you. I am even happier to be able to help you.”

"Student Irene, don't use the word cute to describe me." Lin Qingyu said seriously.

"This... But Brother Qingliu said you are cute." Irene explained in a low voice.

Lin Qingyu was choked and speechless. She waved her hand and said, "Whatever you want."

"Sister Qingyu is also a good person." Irene smiled and hugged her arm.

"I'm not a good person." Lin Qingyu replied unhappily.

"You buy me lunch and don't mind that I'm ugly, so you're a good person." Irene vowed.

"You are a good person, and your whole family is a good person."

Lin Qingyu couldn't help but say.

“Eh?” Seeing that Lin Qingyu seemed a little unhappy, Irene panicked.

At this time, Lin Qingyu suddenly understood Xie Qingliu's feelings. Although this girl was very good at studying, her brain was really not very good.

Taking a deep breath, the girl forced a smile and said, "Let's go play with Qingliu. I need to study."

“Yeah, yeah, come on, Sister Qingyu.” Irene said while clenching her fists when she heard that.

"Hahahahaha!"

Xie Qingliu was laughing like crazy. Irene was quite cruel to force Lin Qingyu into this state.

Sitting back in her seat, Irene rested her chin on her hand with an extremely satisfied expression. She had made a new friend today. Although the other party had a cold attitude, she could feel that he was a good person, and she also used her ability to help him.

"You're quite awesome." Xie Qingliu patted the girl happily and complained.

"It's... it's OK." Irene blushed and said shyly, "I can't compare to Brother Qingliu."

"Haha, let me tell you, there aren't many people who can make Qingyu curse." Xie Qingliu said earnestly, "She usually resorts to violence."

"Fight?" Irene asked doubtfully, "Are you hitting someone?"

"Yes, she is very fierce." Xie Qingliu said seriously.

"Brother Qingliu is lying again. Sister Qingyu is so cute, how could she hit someone?" Irene shook her head and said, "I don't believe it."

"Then I still hope you will never believe it." Xie Qingliu said with a smile.

If one day Irene could see Lin Qingyu's violent side, it would mean that someone had threatened their safety. And the person targeting Irene was not a student like Li Tiange, but someone who could potentially be fatal.

"Brother Qingliu, tell me a story."

"Not interested in!"

"Go on...I want to listen."

"If you keep acting like a spoiled brat, I'll punch you in the face."

“Brother Qingliu!!!”

"Fuck, stop rubbing me, tell me...let me tell you..." Xie Qingliu moved his butt. This dog was too sticky and he couldn't stand it.

pS: The seventh update~!

Chapter 71 Preparation for the Second Shooting

In the blink of an eye, a week had passed. Xie Qingliu had almost gotten used to the existence of Irene, the bootlicker. Even the students in the same classroom had become accustomed to the girl in the baseball cap.

No one had seen this girl's face for a whole week. It wasn't that people didn't want to see it, but she had been hiding next to Xie Qingliu for a long time. Everyone knew it! This bully hated being looked at. If you didn't want to be in trouble, don't provoke him.

So... Irene found that no one seemed to care about her appearance.

"Brother Qingliu, is it okay to draw like this?"

During class time, everyone was listening attentively. In the corner, Irene was holding a paintbrush and drawing a figure as if she was presenting a treasure.

Xie Qingliu propped his chin with one hand, staring blankly ahead. After hearing what he said, he took it and looked at it, raised his eyebrows and gave it back to the other party, saying weakly, "Not bad."

The girl is drawing the character design of the fire warrior, and is also designing the icon of the Tianyan Gate in the plot, a constantly leaping flame.

Originally... Xie Qingliu should have been very happy. He had almost no talent in design. To put it simply, he had no ability to create beauty, so the profession of cartoonist was too much for him.

I originally wanted to plagiarize a script and have Irene be my assistant, then draw it and publish it, so the second identity mission would be easy to accomplish.

result……

'As a otaku who once admired the second dimension, you should use your imagination to create the world instead of plagiarizing. Please work hard! '

The prompt in his mind almost choked Xie Qingliu to death. He wanted to give up this crappy task, but the reward was too tempting. The back wave alone was not enough to satisfy him. To be a successful person, he had to be... strong enough.

"Forget it. I'll just keep my feet on the ground, study painting hard, and be a positive person." Xie Qingliu sat up and encouraged himself.

"Brother Qingliu, is it okay to draw Mingxin like this?"

Here, Irene was completely immersed in her creation. Xie Qingliu could not plagiarize, but she did not have this restriction. The girl now only wanted to draw the story.

Xie Qingliu took the drawing paper and took a look at it. Irene's painting skills tend to be realistic, and most Chinese comics are also of this type. There are not many comics with distinctive styles like Japanese comics.

However... when creating the Fire Warrior, the girl seemed to have used her imagination. The clothing was different from traditional ancient clothing. Mingxin wore a high-necked long gown with a big lucky cat pattern on it. As for his appearance, the more you look at it, the more familiar it looks.

Rubbing his chin, Xie Qingliu looked at her for a while, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you taking Qingyu as the prototype?"

"Hey! How did Brother Qingliu figure that out?" Irene opened her eyes wide. She was just drawing according to Lin Qingyu's outline, so there were still some differences in the facial features.

"Idiot." Xie Qingliu glanced at the girl and complained: "Although Qingyu doesn't smile normally, it doesn't mean I haven't seen her smile."

Irene scratched her hair a little embarrassedly, and said with a silly smile on her pretty face: "I think Sister Qingyu and Mingxin are very similar. Mingxin uses a smile to cover up her inner sadness, while Sister Qingyu uses indifference to isolate herself from external interference."

"Oh?" Xie Qingliu looked at Irene in surprise. This girl was very thoughtful. Why was he so stupid?

"It's just my feeling." Irene said with a slightly blushing face.

"You have a future." Xie Qingliu patted the girl's shoulder and said, "Keep drawing. Comic creation is different from what you usually do. You need to use several separate grids to express the story."

"Yeah, I'll try my best." The enthusiastic girl continued to work.

Xie Qingliu started planning while lying down. Drawing is not something that can be learned in a day or two. It has been nearly a month since the release of the first video, and the enthusiasm it caused has gradually begun to fade.

The imagined event of someone coming to expose his secrets did not occur, so the character of this pastoral male god seems to be able to continue to develop.

Although Xie Qingliu doesn't think much of being an internet celebrity, the feeling of having fun in the countryside is really great!

“Black pork and osmanthus cake!!”

Xie Qingliu picked up a pen and wrote down the names of two dishes. Bailu Lake has many specialties and its breeding industry is also very prosperous. Among them, black pork has been a hot industry in recent years.

In fact, the white pigs that everyone is familiar with now are the product of hybridization and fusion. In the past, pigs were all black. As for the specific differences in meat quality, Xie Qingliu didn’t understand it very well, but after eating it a few times, he found that black pork does taste much better in some aspects.

As for the nutritional value, Xie Qingliu didn't really believe what the experts boasted about, but as for the taste, it was the real deal.

"As for the osmanthus cake, make it more beautiful. If you want to grind it yourself, you need to buy some tools and make some osmanthus jelly at the same time!" Xie Qingliu counted on his fingers and found that it seemed that he needed another major overhaul.

Barbecue requires a grill, but the style of his videos is pastoral, so modern equipment cannot be used, and he can only set up a clay stove himself.

Needless to say, if you want to make the whole set of osmanthus cake, you need a set of tools. In order to achieve a high level of quality, ordinary tools will definitely not work, so they need to be customized.

"Fortunately, I have money." After Xie Qingliu listed the things he needed, he found that it would be impossible to have that kind of exquisite rural life without tens of thousands of dollars.

Last time, he got 300,000 yuan from his cheap mother, and he still has 200,000 yuan left to spend, which means...

"Let's buy some supplements for Grandma Qingyu." Xie Qingliu listed all the things he needed, trying to use up the 300,000 yuan so that he would have a clear conscience when asking for money next time.

"Whispering Granny... makes grills... custom hand-grinded..."

A soft voice suddenly came from his ear. Xie Qingliu slowly turned his head and found that Irene had leaned over to look at the plan he wrote.

"Are you enjoying it?" Xie Qingliu asked.

"Ah...I didn't peek." Irene quickly covered her eyes.

"Are you trying to be cute here?"

Xie Qingliu had to admit that meeting a pure natural idiot was indeed a bit lethal, especially since this idiot was also very beautiful. He curled his lips and said, "It's not like I'm not letting you look."

The girl carefully spread her fingers apart, and seeing that Xie Qingliu was not speaking in anger, she approached him again and said coquettishly, "Brother Qingliu, is Sister Qingyu's family in trouble?"

"It's a bit difficult. Her mother is a murderer and her father is bedridden all year round. She has to save up the tuition fees from her junior high school scholarship, and she has to go out to work occasionally." Xie Qingliu said slowly.

“Stop talking!” Ailin grabbed Xie Qingliu’s arm and said with red eyes: “I…I want to help Sister Qingyu.”

"How do you want to help?" Xie Qingliu asked with interest.

"This...ah...uh...how can I help?" The girl looked at Xie Qingliu for help and asked back.

"Haha, talk less and do more, and help in the way you think is right." Xie Qingliu said calmly.

pS: The eighth update~!

Chapter 72 The Silly Child of Egret Lake

On Saturday, before dawn, Mei Mei had already finished washing up and stood outside her garage with a camera on her back.

The girl looked at the garage door hesitantly, with a hint of worry on her charming face. Finally, she gritted her teeth and opened the garage...

When Xie Qingliu yawned, left his yard, and turned to go to Mei Mei's house, he found that the car was parked at the door. He was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Mei Mei standing aside.

"Mom said...that you drive pretty steadily." Mei Mei said in a somewhat unnatural tone.

Xie Qingliu was amused. He looked at the girl, clicked his tongue twice, but did not expose her. He put his bag into the trunk and sat in the driver's seat.

Because of the previous two driving incidents, Xie Qingliu was taught a lesson twice, and Mei Mei was even worse off, as she seemed to have been kicked twice.

Of course, these were what Xie Qingliu heard from his own parents, because his parents would never hit Mei Mei in front of him, but... scolding was useless, as Xie Qingliu had already developed a thick skin.

Unless the car keys are hidden, but that is impossible. Mei Mei's mother has obsessive-compulsive disorder and is used to not moving things that are placed in one place easily.

This time Mei Mei planned to fight on her own, and Xie Qingliu was happy to have some free time. After all, the girl would just be beaten, and he wouldn't really beat her, just kick her a few times.

What really amused Xie Qingliu was that this girl actually started to break the rules with him.

Xie Qingliu had already planned the itinerary yesterday. On Saturday, they would go to Bailu Lake to decide the areas that needed to be renovated. Then everyone would have a good day. He would take five days off in early November and use a week to shoot the second video.

Of course, there is a price to pay for playing like this. Mei Mei needs to review her lessons after taking leave, and it is estimated that she will not have a double day off until December. Lin Qingyu needs Irene to make up lessons for her, but Xie Qingliu still goes his own way.

"Good morning, Whispering kid."

The car slowly stopped in front of the gate of Yulong Jinyuan. Xie Qingliu looked at the girl standing on the roadside eating steamed noodles and waved to greet her.

"Qingliu, meat pie!" Lin Qingyu took out food from the small bag she was carrying after getting on the bus and said seriously, "Eat a good breakfast."

"Yes, little Qingyu." Xie Qingliu bit it speechlessly. This girl was more obsessed with her health than he was.

Then Lin Qingyu took out another bun and stuffed it into Mei Mei's mouth, then continued to eat it in the back seat with an expressionless face.

"Thank you." Mei Mei was a little embarrassed. She didn't know why, but she felt that Lin Qingyu seemed reluctant to give her the food, as if she was sharing it with her just for Xie Qingliu's sake.

There were some changes in the next itinerary. Wuqing University was in the opposite direction of Lin Qingyu's residence. Xie Qingliu circled around before stopping in front of the university gate. It was already around eight o'clock in the morning. The flow of people on the road began to increase, and the flow of cars was endless.

I saw Irene, wearing a baseball cap, standing timidly under a street lamp on the side of the road. After seeing the jeep described by Xie Qingliu, she ran over with her long legs as if she had seen a morning star, and then...

"Sister Mei Mei?" Irene looked at the girl sitting in the passenger seat and called out with her eyes blinking.

"Oh, I'll go to the back?"

Mei Mei saw the girl's anticipation and asked tentatively.

"Sorry to bother you, Sister Meimei." Irene said sweetly.

"Well... okay." Mei Mei got out of the car speechlessly and moved to the back seat. She looked at the girl happily sitting in the passenger seat, and then moved closer to Xie Qingliu. She felt a little complicated.

"I want to drive, sit tight!" Xie Qingliu held the girl's head and scolded, "Seat belt, put your hands over here... are you a pig? Put your hands through, right... Ah Xi, you're still smiling."

Mei Mei looked at Xie Qingliu who was fastening Irene's seat belt as if he was taking care of a child, and the small complexity in her heart turned into a big complexity.

"What's going on?" Mei Mei leaned back in her seat and talked to herself.

"Idiot." Lin Qingyu muttered softly.

"Brother Qingliu, I'm ready."

Irene said with sparkling eyes; "Let's go, let's go, let's go!!!"