Qingyue Temple

Fang Shanshui breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and sat down to read, but couldn't help sneaking a glance at the two masters.

Figures of Master and Jishen, leaning on his arms one after the other, sitting in front of the cushion, scooping jelly with a long-handled spoon, and taking a bite of takoyaki from time to time, which looks quite harmonious.

Fang Shanshui looked away and continued to read his book.

The figurine master swallowed a takoyaki that was about the size of its head, chewing it with its bulging cheeks, while staring unfriendlyly at the exact same body in front of it with crimson eyes, as if communicating with it telepathically.

You can't do this, as my clone, messing with me, what good can you do?

I'm good, you're good, be harmonious and don't make trouble.

Jishen scooped up a large spoonful of jelly with a long-handled spoon and put it into his mouth. While chewing with puffed cheeks, he looked back at the figure master with crimson eyes, and seemed to be responding to the figure master with telepathy, striving to act The right to separate and identify.

If you are good, I can be good, but if I am not good, you can be good.

If there is disharmony, you have to make trouble.

Angry.

The figure master swallowed the takoyaki that was not completely chewed into his stomach, and his stomach was instantly rounded.

Feeling that the figurine master was like a squirming candied haws, Fang Shanshui who was reading a book was attracted again. He turned his head and walked around with the other hand, touching the figurine master's round belly.

Fang Shanshui: "Master, don't eat too fast, chew slowly."

The figurine master, who was about to teach him a lesson, blushed a little when he was touched, and quietly put down the fork he had just raised, and looked at Fang Shanshui innocently, as if nothing had happened.

Jishen, who was scooping up jelly next to him, also got stuck, and the tip of his red ear was leaning on Fang Shanshui's arm, as if I was too full.

Fang Shanshui continued to read the book, and the two blushing masters who had been leaning on Fang Shanshui's arms just now sat up straight with expressionless faces, their blushing eyes met, and there was a faint shadow of swords and swords. Too friendly to negotiate.

When Fang Shanshui got up after reading the book, there was only a figure of Master weaving at hand, and Jishen had disappeared.

Fang Shanshui: "Master, where is your body?"

The figure master pointed to Fang Shanshui's pocket, Fang Shanshui lowered his head, and sure enough, he saw Jishen showing his face with the side of the pocket, as if greeting him.

It's fine if you don't eat it.

Fang Shanshui breathed a sigh of relief, looked at what Master was weaving, and asked strangely, "Master, what are you doing? Weaving clothes?"

The figurine master nodded, and then pointed at Fang Shanshui with his long and pointed nails.

Fang Shanshui said unexpectedly, "For me?"

The figurine master continued to nod, and then made a posture picture of sitting out of the body, which seemed to say that Fang Shanshui could wear it when he was out of his body.

Fang Shanshui suddenly wanted to laugh, Master Xindao is really a decathlon master, he even learned the sweater knitting skills of former housewives...

Fang Shanshui coughed and thanked solemnly: "Thank you, Master! The sleeves on both sides seem to be of different lengths. Is this a new style of clothing?"

When the figurine master heard the words, a trace of doubt flashed in his crimson eyes, then he leaned up from Fang Shanshui's arm, held up the little clothes he had just woven, and looked at them, hey, the clothes are really a bit long and short.

The figure master put the small clothes on his lap with a blank face, silently cut off two strands from the coil supported by the stone lion, added a part of the short sleeves, and pulled the long ones in a pattern Cut off a bit, then looked back at Fang Shanshui, pointed at the clothes solemnly, as if telling Fang Shanshui that this is not a new style, but just a new weaving method.

Fang Shanshui turned his face away, held back his smile, then turned around and praised solemnly: "Master is awesome, weaves very well."

The figure master was immediately satisfied, and patted Fang Shanshui's arm with his small hand.

Jishen continued to stay in his pocket, as quiet as a chicken.

At this distance, no matter what the Figure Master does, it has no opinion, but as long as it is away from a certain distance, it will have opinions on what the Figure Master does.

Because when the distance is close, the consciousness and feelings between the subject and the body are too much affected, and the body is easily disturbed, and often perceives the world from the perspective of the subject, and even considers the problem from the perspective of the subject, treating oneself as superfluous , and then it will be very conscious, but if it is far away, it will not feel it. At this time, it will naturally want to make trouble very much.

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The next afternoon, the person who bought the game copyright that Yuan Pei said arrived.

Fang Shanshui and Yuan Pei went to open the door together, but they didn't expect to meet someone, only to find out that there was someone they had met once.

The assistant pulled the boss who seemed to be very nervous.

Fang Mu came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to Fang Shanshui, and said quickly with a paralyzed face: "Hello, I really like the TV series "Qing Yue Guan" you acted in. When you are sitting in the incense and candle shop, the funeral supplies in the whole shop , seems to be shining, I feel that you have completely played this role, and I am addicted to your incense and candle shop! So please sign me up? I am a loyal fan of yours."

The assistant covered his face, Fang Shanshui was taken aback for a moment, looked at Fang Mu's outstretched hand, and held it slowly for a moment.

Yuan Pei "Huh?" After a moment, he looked at Fang Mu and his assistant with a sick look, and asked doubtfully, "Are you the one who called me yesterday? People from Soul Technology Co., Ltd.? How do you prove it?"

"Really, this is my boss' business card." The assistant tried hard to save his image, but the boss didn't cooperate. Instead, he took out a pen and looked for a place to sign on himself. The look of the signature.

Yuan Pei took the business card, raised his eyebrows at the name on it, as if he knew him, the other party Shanshui nodded, confirming that this person is indeed right.

Fang Mu held his expensive signature pen and the gold-encrusted and diamond-encrusted signature version that he had prepared a long time ago. Although his face was expressionless, he looked at Fang Shanshui with excited eyes and said, "If you open a incense candle shop, I will definitely sell it to you." Buy everything in your store."

The assistant covered his face again, and Yuan Pei rolled his eyes beside him.

Fang Shanshui looked at the signed version, and declined politely: "Sorry, I'm not a celebrity, and I don't have the habit of signing autographs for others. The handwriting is rather ugly."

The name has a special meaning. As a person who is proficient in the art of cursing, Fang Shanshui doesn't like to sign his name in unfamiliar places casually. If he is not careful, he will easily be controlled by others.

Yuan Pei rolled up his sleeves and raised his hands excitedly: "I'm the author, do you want me to sign it for you? Come on, I've practiced it!"

With a paralyzed face, Fang Mu threw his expensive customized signature plate to the assistant beside him, and ordered: "I will sign it on the board later."

The assistant acted like the boss was letting go, but Yuan Pei said with a sublime smile: "Okay, there is no problem at all, as long as there are legal effects, I am fine with signing anywhere."

Only then did I realize that this guy is the author's Fang Mu: ...

The assistant quickly put away the boss' hard-fought version, and said to Fang Mu with a haha: "Don't mind, my boss really likes your drama, so I am obsessed with chasing stars. But sell the copyright to us, You can rest assured, after all, our boss is so 'true love', he will definitely be able to adapt this script into a very shocking game, please believe that our company has this strength."

"I have also played your company's games. They are all shocking and good works. Naturally, I trust you. Let's go into the house and talk in detail. Don't stand at the door all the time." Yuan Pei went down the donkey and said to his assistant Let's talk about each other's flattery.

After being polite, the two sides walked into the house together.

Fang Shanshui walked behind, and when he was about to close the door, his phone rang suddenly.

Fang Shanshui picked up the phone and heard that it was a family surnamed Sun, the one who said the day before yesterday that the children in the family had become weird. After receiving the address given by Fang Shanshui two days ago, he hurriedly thanked him and said that he would immediately ask for leave from work. Come here, just let Fang Shanshui have time to solve Wang Jirong's matter.

Fang Shanshui immediately said to Yuan Pei: "Yuan Zi, go and chat, I have a guest."

Yuan Pei responded, and welcomed his assistant and Fang Mu into the living room where he lived.