Raising Diary of the Lolita Warrior

She took a photo of the snowman, and then took a photo of herself and Charlotte.

Charlotte cooperated.

She didn't stand up until the photo was taken, rubbed her long, smooth beige hair, and looked back at the direction she came from.

"The little snowman is finished, how about we go back and build that big snowman with her."

"Ashidai called me just now, but I didn't accompany her, will she not let me play together?"

Emile was a little worried.

Ashidai needed her just now, but she didn't help, she ran over to play by herself.

Now that she has built a snowman by herself, she is about to finish it too. Ashdai is a bad-tempered little girl, and she will definitely not let herself play with her.

Charlotte flicked her brains.

Emile snorted, covering her forehead with tears in her eyes.

"It hurts..."

"Ashidai is just awkward. As long as you follow her, she is actually very good. And they are going to make a five-meter-high shark pepper. How can three people make it? Let's go over and help."

A few months ago, he might have worried that the snowman would go too far and cause a national sensation.

But now the aura is revived...

There is nothing that can limit the imagination of the Demon Realm people anymore.

……

Building No. [-], at the corridor entrance.

A man with a stylish burgundy ponytail came out and pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

Surrounding him were four or five little boys, the youngest was seven or eight years old, and the oldest was twelve or thirteen years old. One of the fattest children took his arm and complained to him tearfully.

"Brother, it's that Ashdai who bullies me. She throws snowballs at us and doesn't let us use the snow there..."

Talking.

The little boy also showed him his forehead.

It was hit by snow there, and it was red because it had just been iced by snow.

"Girl? Are you so overbearing?"

The man's voice was masculine, he moved his arms and brushed his ponytail.

The little boy nodded vigorously:

"Brother, go and help us beat her up and take the place back!"

"Fighting is not advisable."

Wiggle your fingers.

The man shook his head unexpectedly.

"Zhuang Zhuang, children fighting are children fighting. You can be ignorant, but adults have to be ignorant. You forgot what our mother taught you, you have to learn to use your brain more."

"Then what should I do..."

The little boy was very wronged.

It's okay to be robbed of the place, but being beaten and cried by the girl completely lost his face.

He is not clean.

He can no longer be the eldest brother of the fourth grade group in Xinyuan Community!

Looking at his younger brother with sad eyes, the man smiled and pressed his shoulder confidently.

younger brother.

Your anger is not enough.

"We can't fight, we can use other methods."

"Look, aren't they making a snowman? We can also make a snowman. Let's make a bigger and better one. They can't imitate it at all. Let them envy you. In this way, the goal is also achieved. "

Speaking of which.

The man flicked his ponytail and smiled.

His profession is a barber.

In this world, no one knows more about shape design than him, and he can build beautiful snowmen.

Chapter 450 Dad—Dad—

Know yourself and know the enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles. The great man once said, don't fight unprepared battles.

The ponytail man quickly mobilized.

Three children collected snow, one went home to get tools, and the other went to spy on the enemy to see what happened to the little girls, just in case.

Looking at the gradually rising snowdrifts, the man with the ponytail suddenly felt nostalgic.

I remember when he was in high school, he once wanted to be a sculpture artist. It was a spring afternoon, the sun fell through the cracks in the trees, and his kind father read the newspaper on the park bench, and he piled sand in the sandpit by himself. Line up a beautiful castle.

It was a time like a dream.

The kind father always looked at him and gave him gentle encouragement. He still remembers that smile to this day.

It's a pity that I got [-] points in the college entrance examination, and the Art Academy doesn't want...

Eyes but no eyes.

I don't know how.

You are missing a consummate genius.

The ponytail man sighed.

Missing my long-gone youth, looking at the snowdrift in front of me, I also have a plan in my heart.

Just pile up a broken arm Venus.

The snowmen made by those little girls are at most two balls stacked on top of each other, which is impossible to be more powerful, and my work has entered the category of artwork, which is an absolute dimensionality reduction blow, one-click instant kill.

I am sorry.

I didn't intend to destroy your childhood, but it's a pity that you messed with someone you shouldn't have messed with.

The snow was almost piled up.

The man with the ponytail started to strike, and every time he slapped, he was full of strength and beauty.

In high school, he used to be the most amorous boy in his class who knew how to make snowmen, and he almost became a victim because of this trick. If it wasn't for the father of another boy in the same class who drove away the girl who watched him build a snowman, he would Probably divorced.

Haven't shot for a long time.

His inspiration and intuition are not unfamiliar at all...

I have some emotions in my heart.

Looking back, the ponytail man seemed to see his kindly smiling father under the sun that day.

Back, all back.

At this time, the little boy who ran to spy on the enemy came back, holding his knees and panting.

"They, they made a lot of snow, Ashdai also called his brother over, and they are going to build a very big snowman together, which seems to be called Shark Pepper...It sounds amazing."

The ponytail man froze for a moment.

Shark Pepper, is that the one in the cartoon? In this day and age, people still watch that kind of ancient cartoon?

But it's not a big problem.

How could a few kids who have never studied design make that thing...

Even if it is made, it cannot compare with my own Venus statue. This is the combination of power and beauty, the ultimate crystallization of human art, and it cannot be compared by a stupid robot.

The ponytail man is calm.

"Describe how they did."

"I can't tell, it's just a big mess, but it feels very powerful." The little boy said truthfully.

Hear this.

The man with the ponytail relaxed completely, and he was sure of winning.

He turned his head, and his kind father was still there, smiling and nodding towards him.

Don't flash.

With seventeen cards, he could overturn the car and eat the screen.

Snowman work has officially begun.

Instructing the children to pile up snow, compact it, and pile it up high, the outline has begun to take shape, and the ponytail man took out the professionalism of making 2000 yuan of money ion ironing to carve the snowman and modify the details.

At this time, I suddenly felt that the ground seemed to vibrate, and there was a faint roar.

He turned his head.

I saw two construction vehicles rumbling into the community.

Whose decoration is this?

It's an excavator and a crane. It's really big.

After being amazed for a while, the excitement was enough, and the man with the ponytail continued to build a snowman.

But the ground shook again, and two transport vehicles drove into the community, followed by snow suction vehicles, water sprinklers, trucks of reinforced building materials, and mechanical components.

after this.

There is also a 30-member engineering team with the logo of the Western Magic Alliance on the hard hat.

Ponytail Man: "..."