Collapse, the Self-cultivation of Shura Field Experts

Guanxing was not averse to these foods roasted over charcoal fire. He simply took a big bag and took out one to eat.

"So I told you not to do anything rash, but you turned a deaf ear to me, right?" Qianjie followed Nian Lun back, still wearing a mask on his face.

"As the saying goes, good things take time. We still want to finalize important matters as soon as possible."

"You are all the same, so impatient." Qianjie had heard their conversation before and took another bag of barbecue to sell and eat by himself - because he knew that Aponiya would not eat these.

"What's the matter? Tell me now."

Aponia didn't eat these, so Qianjie, who was familiar with her, started to eat the barbecue for four people with Guanxing.

"Why, are you staring at me? Are you looking for trouble?"

"fine."

Nian Lun certainly wanted to observe how he ate without taking off his mask, but unfortunately he couldn't ask directly. Otherwise, he was afraid that the other party would step on the landmine and walk away.

"I need a tuner to assist me. The salary is twice the market rate. Are you willing?"

"Qianjie, he has already paid."

Aponia seemed to react to the question "Would you please?" and answered before Qianjie could.

“…” Qianjie looked at Aponya, then at Nianlun, and pondered for a moment, “Is it that piano?”

"Yes."

"So it's you."

After receiving Aponya's reply, Qianjie began to look at Nian Lun very frankly - even though he was wearing a mask. To be honest, Nian Lun felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by a man, but he remained calm.

"Since this strange woman has said so, I agree." Qianjie agreed immediately, "But I will arrange the time, understand?"

"Comrade Qianjie, please don't be so formal."

"You guy..."

Nian Lun himself didn't know why such words came out of his mouth, but fortunately the cell phone rang at the right time, thus avoiding the outbreak of a big war.

"Excuse me, answer the phone."

Nian Lun saw that the caller's avatar on the phone was a mechanical rabbit, and it turned out to be his cheap boss.

"Good evening, Bronya?"

"Good evening. I have something urgent to tell you..."

"It's okay, just take your time. I'm listening."

Nian Lun put down the milk tea in his hand, gestured to Guanxing and walked aside.

"Anyway...Gretsch has been complaining since this morning that she's completely lost inspiration and can't paint. Plus, the accumulated deadlines are getting a bit dangerous... Plus, she's very demanding on inspiration, so I'd like to ask for your help."

"Being a model? Although I don't think you can draw it just by looking at me."

"But she promised me, so I still want to try. Is it convenient for you now? I'll pick you up from your house, and overtime pay will be doubled."

Nian Lun raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that he had quoted someone double the price during the day, and now it was his turn.

Could it be that our company is actually quite rich?

And since Bronya said so, he basically had no reason to refuse.

"Since the boss has spoken, there's no problem on my end."

"Thank you so much... Where are you now? I'll come pick you up."

"It's at XX Middle School on XX Road in Canghai City."

"Wait a moment, I'll be there soon."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Then he hung up the phone.

Nian Lun glanced at the call log. He didn't expect to be asked to work overtime right after starting work. But he could understand it. After all, Bronya was offering such a high salary, so she must be in a hurry.

Otherwise, Nian Lun would not have rested for a night, but would have started renting a piano and thinking about arranging the music the next day.

If you take the money, you have to do good things, and Nian Lun will naturally do the best he can.

"Are you coming back tonight?" Guanxing asked calmly when he saw Nian Lun just coming back and saw the familiar expression.

Nian Lun was stunned by the feeling that this situation seemed commonplace.

"Maybe it will be late?" Nian Lun was unsure of the time. After all, he had never painted before. "You guys should just go to bed first."

"Yeah. Be careful on the road."

After saying this, Guanxing handed Nianlun's bag to him. Even Aponya couldn't help but feel alarmed at the familiarity of the look.

"It will take some time before they come back to pick us up. Let's add each other as friends first." Nian Lun opened his Penguin code and faced Aponya and Qianjie. Things here still had to be dealt with.

"I'll notify you later. The piano will be temporarily handed over to Aponiya." After adding the friend, Qianjie didn't plan to stay. He had plenty of things to do.

"Well, I'll take my leave now." Aponya also bowed slightly. "Please feel free to contact me if you have any questions."

"See you next time."

...

The warm summer wind blows through my hair and ears.

The noisy streets did not seem to affect these two people. Although they were in the city, they seemed not to be from the city.

To be honest, Nian Lun was still surprised that he was so accustomed to the rhythm of stargazing.

After all, you can basically know what will happen next just by answering the phone.

And... she didn't even ask where she was going or what she was doing.

Nian Lun saw that there was still a little bit of chili on the corner of Guanxing's mouth, so he took out a tissue, squatted down and gently wiped the corner of his mouth.

"what about the taste?"

"So-so."

"It seems that Master Qian's skills are not up to your standards. Next time, I'll buy some pork belly and saury and show you and Yuexia my skills. I'll let you know what the 'Little Prince of Grilled Fish' is." Nian Lun stretched, then straightened his back so that Bronya could easily notice him.

Guanxing glanced at Nian Lun unhappily.

Who likes to eat grilled food all the time?

But she was too lazy to complain. If she took care of everything about him, she would be annoyed to death.

Unconsciously, Guanxing's hand habitually wrapped around Nianlun's arm.

Nian Lun thought it might be a female habit to go out, after all, Yuexia also liked it. It was not a problem at all, and it felt very warm.

“Do you think the salary is too low?”

"It doesn't matter how much money you have, just enough is enough."

"If you make enough money, will you go back to your country?"

So he looked at the stars as if they were idiots.

They had come here with great difficulty, why should they go back if they can't take the person with them?

"We're too far away, so we'll have to bother you for a while."

Nian Lun stared blankly at the stars for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed, "Really? How far away is it?"

"Very far away." The stargazer reached out and gently stroked the stars in the sky, then turned his head to look at the man's natural expression.

Guanxing had never seen him with such a natural expression before. He remembered that he always put on a poker face to deceive everyone.

It was a blessing from God to see his expression like this.

“It’s probably the farthest distance in the world.”

“Rabindranath Tagore’s The Farthest Distance in the World?”

"Appreciate further details."

But when the original text came to his lips, Nian Lun couldn't say it, as if there was something stuck in his throat.

"B-B-B!"

The sound of a whistle and lights not far away interrupted Nian Lun's thoughts.

"Go quickly, the car is here to pick you up."

After saying that, Guanxing turned around and prepared to leave, but just as she let go of the other person's hand, it was gently held again.

"It's our duty to send the employees' families home, right?"

Guanxing looked at Nian Lun talking about nonsensical things and sighed softly.

After all, that's who he is.

So Guanxing closed his eyes and let Nian Lun lead him to the car, while silently calculating how many "trivial matters" he would have to take care of in the future.

perhaps……

The distance is not as far as imagined.

...

Chapter 43: Is he really the evil capitalist?

"Just send it here."

Guanxing's words broke the silence in the car.

The whole way was filled with the sound of the navigation AI, which was quite boring.

Nian Lun looked around and saw that they were almost at the square where they met, so he opened the car door for stargazing.

"Be careful on your way, and remember to use your tablet to report safety when you get back."

After getting out of the car door that Nian Lun had opened, Guan Xing sighed helplessly, "I don't even know who left the house."

"Haha... I'll give you a ride. It won't take long."

Nian Lun followed him down but was stopped by Guanxing.

"No need, I know my limits. Don't be lazy at work."

"Well, I see."

Nian Lun slumped back into the car, ready to see Guanxing off. But Guanxing was staring at Bronya from the side of the road, as if to say, "If you don't move, I'll keep watching you."

After Bronya and Nian Lun confirmed it, he could only say hello to Guanxing before leaving.

Nian Lun leaned back against the seat of the luxury car, his head in his hands. Beside him lay the shoulder bag he had prepared for his stargazing trip. It seemed that everything had been used.

But since he was asked to work hard, Nian Lun shifted his attention back.

I have to admit that Bronya's matter is really urgent.

From the previous fun walk to the stargazing when they got off the bus, Bronya said nothing.

Nian Lun wasn't unaware of Bronya's previous interactions with Yuexia, but he simply didn't want to find out. This time, with Guanxing, there didn't even seem to be any signs of a conversation.

"From what I have roughly understood so far, Gray's draft is needed right now, and she has no inspiration to draw it for the time being, so she needs me?" Nian Lun sorted out his thoughts and came to this conclusion.

"It's hard to say, but it's true..." Bronya seemed to be much more haggard, even though we met yesterday.

"What kind of painting do you need recently?"

"Because we need to release the game's PV soon, the music, copywriting, and script are all ready. But everything needs to be finalized visually, otherwise we can't even predict the final effect."

Nian Lun nodded. If there were only music and dialogues, it really wouldn't make much sense.

After all, all of this creativity comes from the recipient's imagination, and often only pictures or animations can clearly express the creator's meaning.

This reminded Nian Lun of the news he had read on Bronya's official homepage.

The previous game was called "Alahato," but Nian Lun, the project team member, hadn't really paid attention to it. The previous mission given to Nian Lun was also a text, which was about a girl loved by the gods, who came to the mortal world and fought for the beauty of the world.