My protagonist attributes have been discovered

The sun was very strong, and Song Yangle, who was still wearing a two-piece suit while standing under a parasol, was still sweating. In the end, he put down the Coke first, took off his hoodie and put it in his backpack. The white short sleeves inside were almost wet up.

So he once again gained a bunch of eyes looking at fools around him←_←

Song Yangle: "..." Do you understand the character design?Human design?It is the kind of treatment that the protagonist only has one set of clothes all year round.

——It has absolutely nothing to do with pretending to be X or something.Um.

This time he didn't wait long, and Kunpeng, who was also sweating like beans, finally got rid of his aunt temporarily by relying on his official (?) identity after 2 minutes. When the middle-aged penguin waddled over, his sparse hair drooped , so haggard that the whole goose... No, the whole Kunpeng looked thinner.

Song Yangle expressed his deep sympathy for this, and defended his two glasses of ice cubes like a son.

"..." Kunpeng, wearing a blood pressure bracelet, touched his chubby belly, looked at a volunteer lady, just about to show a kind smile, before speaking, a glass of salty white rustling hot boiled water It was handed to him, and the owner of the hand was very enthusiastic, with a bright smile: "Uncle, normal saline is healthier than cola!"

Kunpeng, who was cut off from the sugar back: "..."

The old leader of Sangao reached out to take the boiling water, and smiled kindly: "Thank you."

"You're welcome! But this little brother helped me pick it up!"

The little girl sat back in her seat and continued to distribute dolls to passers-by earnestly; Kunpeng held a water glass and looked at Song Yangle with a kind smile.

I just forgot to tell Song Yangle who was exposed: "..." The children in Central City are a little too honest.

Just when the atmosphere was a little stagnant, Kunpeng's eyes moved towards him, and after seeing a figure diagonally opposite, the smile on his face suddenly changed a little--the eyebrows on the fat face were raised, and the small eyes widened. It turned into a surprised expression: "...how did you come down?"

"?" Who is here?

Song Yangle turned his head subconsciously, and then saw—there was no special background music, no special lighting and passages, and a humanoid creature wearing the same gray shirt and thin slacks as many males in the square was standing with its back to the sun. Not far away from him diagonally, it is not as tall as the giants in the adult kingdom, and not as cute as the many small animals that come and go. Even the simple gray shirt and slacks are as dazzling and soft as the stars in the dark night.

The speakers in the square play soft music:

Teach me how not to love him.

He is sunny.

He is Midsummer.

He is a dancing star.

The wind comes here, a greeting...

"Are you here too?"

***

——Just after reconciling the line with the lyrics, Song Yangle, who turned around, felt a "thump" in his heart, knowing that he would suffer.

Sure enough, the boss who was a few steps away heard the words, twitched his eyebrows, and asked lightly, "Have you lost your memory?"

Song Yangle wiped his face with his elbow: "...Didn't you hear the song just now?"

Boss Ying looked at him lazily, without moving his expression.

"..." Song Yangle, who still had time to prepare dinner, straightened his back and apologized without changing his expression: "I'm sorry, I misheard—I mean, are you going to have dinner this early in the afternoon?"

"Ate."

"Then you are so early..." Song Yangle paused, a little surprised: "Are you ready to go back?"

"Aren't you going back too?"

"I don't, I'll go back tomorrow...wait a minute," Song Yangle, who had told the truth, was in the middle of speaking. He became wary and looked at him suspiciously: "You should remember that I asked for two days off, right?"

Ying Long paused: "...um."

"Oh, that's good." Song Yangle breathed a sigh of relief, and then reminded: "I asked for leave in advance, and I can't deduct my salary..."

"——You don't go to class," Boss Ying responded lazily: "Where can the wages be deducted?"

Song Yangle: "..." Ten thousand arrows pierced the heart and the will to play was strongly shaken.

That's right.He fell into thinking in a daze: If he went to play tomorrow, he would have no salary at all. Not only that, the transportation expenses, board and lodging expenses, and sightseeing expenses would also cost a lot of money, and the transportation here is so expensive that he still hasn’t earned any money for going back and forth. One month's salary is about to go out, or else...

His struggle was completely written on his face, and Kunpeng, who had been ignored all the time, moved his small eyes from side to side, touched his belly, and corresponded to Long cheerfully: "This is still a holiday, don't be so serious. Besides, earning so much money is still the best thing to do in the end." Do you want to be happy, since everyone is here, it’s okay to go back after a play——Your shop is not short of one day’s work tomorrow, right?”

Ying Long glanced at him, simple and clear: "Why should I hire him?"

Song Yangle and Kunpeng: "..." Tsk.

The road to other rocks is blocked. After thinking about it, Song Yangle found that he still wanted to fish, so he had to face the boss, thought for a while, and said honestly: "Then...it's okay, anyway, I have already asked for leave, I should go tomorrow afternoon return."

"Ah."

Song Yangle: "..." I'm really not surprised by this answer.

To his surprise, Ying Long asked another question lazily: "Are you going to spend the afternoon in Central City?"

"almost."

"Going to Xicheng District at night?"

"what."

"when to go?"

"Hmm..." Song Yangle habitually rubbed his wrist towards the pocket of the hoodie, until he realized that he had taken off the jacket with the phone in it, so he had to ask Kunpeng first: "What time is it now? "

"Twelve thirty-five."

"Oh." He turned his head: "It's about five o'clock in the afternoon."

"Just walk around the Shanhai Building?"

"...Is there anything else interesting here?"

"Yes." Kunpeng mentioned cheerfully, "The primary school town, middle school town and university town in our central city are also quite famous."

Song Yangle thought about it for a while, and thought it would be too late after all the walks, so he replied: "Maybe I have to go to the University City to see."

Ying Long said faintly: "Then go now, after shopping over there, come back here before three o'clock."

"...?"

"It will be over by then," Ying Long said without any change in expression, "I'll pick you up."

"...?!"

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...I can't figure it out, I can't add the word count.

The node is here, there is no way.

I... accept the punishment.