Everyday heroes

Chapter 239
Guan Lang in front of the mobile phone screen looked at this group of sand sculpture friends who were "indulging in anger", feeling a little helpless.

Can Gu Gu Gu blame him?
In the past few offline groups, either the city he chose was too remote, or he needed to attend classes during the gathering time, and the force majeure of the outside world made it impossible for him to participate in the face-to-face activities.

Unlike these people, he has become a full-time painter at home, and he can spend his time as he pleases.

As a result, the group friends in the group now basically know a lot about each other, but they still don't know much about him.

Guan Lang shook his head. In fact, he didn't really want to participate in the event. He still had plans for tomorrow. He went to the archery range to practice archery.

"No, I'm a dead fat man. I'm afraid that the base below the line will die when I see light. I weigh two hundred catties!!" Guan Lang sent a horrified emoji.

"It's okay, I'm also a fat man!"

"Dead Fat House +1!"

"It's okay, it's just a party, it's not a blind date, fat house is also fine!"

"Hehe, none of what anyone said is true. After all, I am the only real fat house. Please stop calling yourself a fat house! What did the fat house do wrong.jpg"

"Okay. Stop pretending! I'm showing my cards, but I'm actually a handsome guy! The reason why I don't want to face Ji is because I'm afraid of hurting you. Funny.jpg" Guan Lang sighed.

What a wonderful young man with humanistic care and consideration for others like him is so rare!

"Hahaha!"

"I think of happy things!"

“Big [thumbs] from confident Aria”

Regardless of whether Guan Lang said he was a fat man or a handsome guy, the group of friends didn't believe him, they only thought he was joking.

But no matter whether it is a weight of two hundred catties or a handsome guy, they are all sincere words without falsehood.

Guan Lang shook his head, thinking that he hadn't participated in the activities for several times, indeed he seemed a bit dissociated, and finally agreed to participate.

He is so difficult.

Because some painters do not live in Tiannan, but in other cities in Hanjiang Province, the meeting time is set at [-] o'clock on Saturday morning, a later time.

Living in a big city with a high consumption level is not a wise choice for many painters who can work from home.

Anyway, you can communicate and work through the Internet, and it doesn’t matter where you live. On the contrary, the traffic conditions in second- and third-tier cities are better, and you can spend less money to get a higher quality of life.

And now inter-city traffic is more convenient.

A ticket costing tens of dollars and you can get to Tiannan, the provincial capital, in just over an hour, which is very convenient.

Guan Lang didn't leave until ten o'clock.

Face to face with a group of people who are older than him, Guan Lang is still a little cautious.

As far as he knew, the oldest in the group, the children were all around his age.

He picked out a set of brightly colored and youthful sportswear in the closet, stepped on a pair of white shoes and went out.

Dressed in a fresh and refreshing outfit, in the bright summer sun, it will give people a feeling of sunshine and coolness, as if eating a cool and pleasant popsicle in the scorching sun .

Clothes are nothing worth picking.

In fact, as long as it is clean and not wrinkled, no matter what kind of clothes he wears, he will look good.

He never needed to worry too much about it.

Guan Lang's bright and cheerful outfit is very eye-catching.

On the subway, after ten o'clock is obviously not the rush hour for commuting, but the area around him is inexplicably more crowded than other places.

Standing in the rumbling subway, Guan Lang took out his mobile phone.

Although the appointed time had not yet arrived, the group had already begun to stir.

Some people said it late, and they may have to play for a while, and they will be "severely" criticized by everyone.

Some painters who live in Tiannan have already arrived at the agreed private restaurant, and are urging their friends and old friends to GKD.

"The one who arrives last pays the bill!"

"Great!! Support!!"

"I think it's okay!" Guan Lang also interjected by the way.

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think! Listen to me, the youngest pays the bill! Don't make trouble, that's it, listen to me!"

"What the hell idea, the landlord should pay the bill! @Aria, @清白的风, @酒gui, do you understand?"

"I'm underage, you uncles and aunts should pay the bill!"

"Fuck off, you're the 58-year-old Lolita?"

Everyone talked and laughed in the group.

Guan Lang smiled knowingly, he was about three or four stops away from the agreed private restaurant.

It takes about 10 minutes to arrive at the location of Mianji.

Although this was the first time he met friends in the group, the lively feeling was very good, and there was not much feeling of being born.

It may be because everyone has met Ji many times before and is very familiar with it.

"I'm almost there too, I'm only three stops away!" The speaker was an artist nicknamed Hong Hong, who was good at themes of machinery and female bodies.

He is also a veteran cg senior.

Although the main body is said to be an older woman at the level of a beautiful girl, she especially likes to draw some very revealing paintings.

Guan Lang is quite familiar with Hong Hong, and when he was inquiring about buying a cat and raising a cat in the group last time, it was the master painter who gave him the most help.

Looking at this statement, he looked at the site above his head.

You won't be on the same subway as yourself, will you?
Thinking of this, he quickly looked around.

I feel suspicious of everyone around me.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the picture on the screen of the mobile phone next to him.

With his sharp eyesight, he recognized it instantly. It was the group chat page of their painter sand sculpture group.

Well, it really does seem like that.

The woman looking down at the phone is a fair-looking girl with black-rimmed glasses with round frames and slender braids on her head.

It really doesn't look like a 28-year-old, both in appearance and dress, like a high school student.

When he thought of the restricted-grade paintings she had painted, he felt a little unimaginable that this pure-looking girl was so keen on painting those paintings, and it was not a woman to let her discuss dirty jokes with many sand sculpture netizens on the group man.

It may be that Guan Lang stared at him in surprise for too long, and he quickly attracted the other party's attention.

She raised her head and glanced to the side warily.

The moment he came into contact with Guan Lang's face, his vigilant gaze collapsed within a second.

Such a handsome boy, she has always been more sensitive to other people's eyes.

But such a handsome boy is definitely not a bad guy.

She couldn't help but nodded towards Guan Lang, showing a gentle smile.

Guan Lang also nodded in response, and then closed his eyes.

Two people with the same target location naturally have the same path.

The two exited at the same station.
one after the other out of the exit
Then they walked together in the direction of Chunlin's private restaurant.

Guan Lang originally wanted to go up to say hello, but the other party walked faster and faster for some reason, and soon disappeared from Guan Lang's sight.

Immediately afterwards, Guan Lang saw a speech in the group chat that made him a little dumbfounded.

Boom: Oh my god, I was followed by someone! !
(End of this chapter)