Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

As a bard whose thoughts are also jumping and dreamy, Wendy connected the channel smoothly: "Alice? Is that a brand new story?"

"Well, it's a story about a girl named Alice who fell into a rabbit hole and entered a magical country and had a big adventure. The full name is Alice in Wonderland. Maybe one day I will write it and make money."

"Oh, I'm really looking forward to it. On the day it is released, I will try to be one of the first readers." Wendy put down the half-eaten apple, brought the crystal butterfly on her fingertips to Wutong's eyes, and chuckled: "In fact, the immortal species It doesn't matter, short-lived species. Don't be too arrogant about this kind of thing, just follow your heart. Wutong, don't refuse to meet because of separation. After separation, every encounter is a reunion. And reunion, for the long-lived species, That’s the most romantic thing.”

"Like when you first met me in Mondstadt?"

Wendy was stunned. Her sudden laughter frightened away the crystal butterflies and birds surrounding her. She blinked at the helpless Wutong in front of her, crossed her legs and swayed left and right, and took out the lute she carried with her: " This is not the first time, we have met a long time ago. But, I have to say, Wutong, I am actually very happy to meet again."

It doesn't matter if it's you or Brand.

Just like what you said, everyone is born equal, and every life is born with the right to freedom and the pursuit of happiness.

My sincere blessing that you can achieve what you want to achieve and you can become what you want to be.

This is also freedom.

My friend, when we meet again, I hope you are free.

At the same time, on the other side.

The three people who were wandering around saw Yun Jin walking down from the pavilion holding on to the railing. Paimon waved cheerfully.

After Yun Jin finished singing the drama in the morning, she had a chat with Mr. Zhongli and felt deeply. She also kept in mind the suggestions given by him, which I believe will be of great help to her next performance. Although she is young, she is a bit arrogant, but not everything she says can be heard. Mr. Zhongli was extremely knowledgeable and really convinced her.

Now after resting, she was going to find Xin Yan, and happened to meet the traveler and his party. After a brief exchange of greetings, he learned that Wutong had time in the afternoon and could come to Yunhan Club to write the three poems he had promised before.

Yun Jin nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

Yao wondered, what three poems.

Paimon held the red paper-cut sticker and frowned, unable to remember what song it was called.

It's "The Road Is Difficult", and I didn't say any of the three words correctly.

Sora was buying green plants that he planned to put in the Chensong Kettle's bedroom. He chose one that didn't smell particularly pungent and paid for it. He was carrying a bucket of cold skewers with dipping sauce in his left hand and Paimeng in his right hand. Good shopping list. Helplessly, I held my forehead and opened my mouth to correct him.

Hearing these three words, Yao paused. There are many people involved in this. There is no Qu Yuan or Han Xin in this other world. How can they understand the truth in this poem? However, Yao didn't interfere too much. Qingwu had Qingwu's own ideas, and he believed in the other party's bottom line and character. Whether it's for fame and fortune, whether it's for homesickness, or even if it's to promote traditional culture, he's happy to see it. What's more, opera, if you write out those old stories and sing them, it doesn't matter.

"Mr. Yao, do you want the phoenix tree to become an immortal species?" Kong asked from the outside, looking at Paimeng who was selecting and bargaining in front of the stall, as if asking what the weather was like today.

Yao was not surprised at all by this question and said frankly: "From the current point of view, yes. Whether it is out of protection, concern or help. But this is just a personal idea, and the final result still depends on her. Her choice, then Just use this method, if you don’t choose, I will find other methods. What about you? Do you really hope that she will become an immortal?"

"..." Kong was silent and didn't answer. After a while, he said, "It depends on her choice."

"It seems promising. Don't be too nervous, I am also an immortal species. To be honest, this situation is much better than I expected." After all, both parties have only put aside the issue of lifespan so far. Respect each other and give in to each other. He didn't do any evil tricks that an old man like him couldn't accept.

I have seen too many mentally abnormal Immortals, and seeing a normal one out of the blue is a very good impression. As for the curse on the child, it was probably something dirty that he picked up from somewhere running around the world.

Yao looked at the time and it seemed that it was almost time to make an appointment with Zhongli.

After Paimon bought the last items, the three of them came to Sanwanbu Port. Zhongli and Wutong had already sat down and seemed to have been chatting for a while.

After getting closer, I heard several keywords. Kong and Yao judged that Wutong was relaying everyone's views on rest during this trip.

Zhongli nodded silently towards the visitor, without interrupting the rhythm of the conversation: "What do you think of these opinions?"

Wutong glanced at Kong, who poured himself a cup of tea very naturally, and then put the food in his hands on the table, looking back at each other innocently without any intention of saying anything. Paimon also leaned over and picked out a bunch from the bag. He maintained his good habit of eating and sleeping without saying a word, and acted obediently as if he was waiting to listen.

Ok.

Wutong replied: "I think it can be strung together into a story. Use an easy-to-understand story to convince Keqing."

Yao nodded: "Have you finished the story?"

For a moment, it seemed like I was back to the academic defense summary report that I was doing at the beginning.

Wutong swallowed. Consider. Although she hasn't started yet, editing is easy. She can use local materials: "It's almost the same. How about using food as the theme? Everyone likes delicious food, and everyone has their own opinions on three meals a day."

There was no denying it, both Mr. Zhongli and Mr. Yao were listening attentively.

To be honest, her feeling now is exactly the same as when she looked up at her watch at the end of the Chinese language paper during the mock exam and found that there was only half an hour left, but the 800-word composition had not been touched yet.

"Ah, I also have a story in this regard! And it's a very, very coincidence that Wutong and I even chose the same theme!" Paimeng raised his eyes with bright eyes, and invisibly saved Wutong from the fire and water.