I refuse this box lunch

Hearing this, Gu Xincheng's sharp eyes immediately slashed across Fuhe like a knife.

Fuhe looked normal, and even clinging to the cup to touch another one on the table. There was a "ding" sound.

The leftovers were cleaned up by the servants, and several high-handled pot-shaped lamps were added in the corridor, which melted into the moonlight and brightened the hall at once.

A brand-new piece of rice paper was spread out, Fu He picked up his long sleeves, and before writing, he suddenly raised his eyes: "Mr. Gu's snow gold ink still has a light fragrance, and it is smooth when rubbed." Such good ink can only be used by the owner.

Gu Xincheng didn't understand why, he just thought this cunning Yaoyin was pretending to flatter others again.

For the rest of the time, he carefully watched how this person would draw the real picture of the strange work.

I saw Duan Fuhe's expression focused, and he exaggeratedly smeared thick ink and heavy colors on the dazzling white rice paper, and then distributed them to the four blank corners stroke by stroke.Although there are no rules at all, there is a unique charm hidden in it.

Gu Xincheng was fascinated.Not to mention anything else, in this matter, he was really put on by Duan Fuhe, and every time he thinks about it, he feels very uncomfortable.

He shot himself in the foot.

The so-called strange work is the free work of a well-known psychological master in the alliance. After following the picture, even if no mental power is used, the whole picture will have a certain hint of people's psychology.

Fuhe learns a lot of things, and he can learn everything just right, which is also something that the system secretly admires.

While Gu Xincheng was sleeping soundly on the table, the system bubbled with excitement: "This is Master Yetuya's work, and you can reproduce it so accurately."

"Ang. Printer in the world." Fuhe said without shame, flexing his wrists, "It's me."

System: "I finally know why your points have been accumulating unabated. You rarely buy mission props except for Thousand Layer Biscuits."

It raises a question: "Are you saving points to buy some valuable authorized items?"

The scene was eerily silent for a moment.

After a while, Fuhe's mouth slowly curled into a smile, and his tone was somewhat inexplicable: "Why do all of your auxiliary systems have such whimsical ideas?"

He didn't answer directly. After leaving the courtyard, he approached the doctor who had been waiting at the residence step by step, stretched out his arm, and said politely, "I've been waiting for a long time."

Gu Xincheng woke up slowly wearing a familiar cloak. He slept extremely peacefully this time, but he was also very aggrieved.

The servants in the mansion had long stood in a row waiting for him, each of them silent, and no one had the courage to wake up the only master in the mansion, so Gu Xincheng slept out all night with his limbs numb.

Duan Fuhe, Duan Fuhe.

Before anger could be brewed in his eyes, he saw a little girl flusteredly bring out a copper basin full of blood from the courtyard.

That red is really dazzling.

Gu Xincheng originally thought that the person who dared to challenge his bottom line again and again would be weak and unconscious again at this moment, but Duan Fuhe looked quite energetic, and he was writing again early in the morning. Pass it to his hand.

Gu Xincheng looked defensive, raised his eyebrows, and pretended not to see him.

Fu He called a little girl and handed it to her. He lowered his eyes and smiled lightly: "This is a letter I wrote to the Grand Tutor. I originally wanted to have it checked by the adults. If the adults have no time to check it, there is nothing wrong with it." No problem, I am listed among the lintels of the Grand Tutor, a criminal who has no face to visit his teacher's sick body. It's just that I need to trouble my lord to hand over this letter."

"It's just an ordinary letter, I promise." Fuhe's tone can be described as sincere.

Gu Xincheng just quietly looked at the fox's appearance.He was also obsessed, and stayed with Fuhe for a long time, and even added an extra bowl of breakfast to the little fox's food.

"Master Gu has practiced martial arts?" Fuhe suddenly asked.

Gu Xincheng is both civil and military, but few people know that he has worshiped a famous teacher. He turned a corner with "never", and asked, "Why do you ask?"

Fuhe still smiled, and shaved his face with his fingers: "Just ask, and I'm kindly reminding you, loyalty is precious, don't take it lightly, roses with thorns are not easy to mess with."

Gu Xincheng took a deep look at him before leaving with the letter.

"Tut tsk tsk." After sitting for a long time, Fuhe became very weak, looking at the back of the male lead going away, all the anger in his efforts for a long time disappeared, and he leaned weakly to the side, "kindly reminded , I still don't look good."

The system finally couldn't hold back, and said, "You reminded the male protagonist of the main plot, aren't the characters a bit OOC?"

Fuhe said leisurely: "There is no one here who is acquainted with Duan Fuhe, so it doesn't count. And who stipulates that cannon fodder can't be hidden? It's understandable for a person whose family has undergone a big change to change his temperament."

He said earnestly, "Even if you play cannon fodder, you should not stick to rigid facial makeup. Image management requires our executors to carry out diversified creations. Moreover, Duan Fuhe was just a small companion. I can also be treated differently by Taifu An, and I am concerned about my illness. Do you think this reason is tenable to say that Taifu is merciful?

"We should be good at digging out the hidden information in the hidden plot, exploiting and utilizing it, and automatically filling in plump characters. Who says cannon fodder can't rise, he may just lack an opportunity that he should have."

System: It makes sense.

"Besides, I have played freely in the cannon fodder system until now. Has any reviewer reported me for violating the rules?"

The system searched around: "No."

Fu Wo nestled himself into a ball, and muttered in a daze: "Then there is no problem."

The system is a little worried: "Your situation is very bad."

"It's not good if you don't make up for it." Fuhe felt cold, "The horse is grazing hard, but it still has to be legged every day, and I treat it as a domestic animal. What kind of human suffering is this. "

The system blocked more than half of his pain and asked him to exchange for some painkillers, but Fuhe refused.It can be seen that when people pick up, they are cruel to themselves.

The experiment at Emperor Fanxing's place was still going on, and none of the two medicine men whose legs had been cut off could make it through.

The news about the drug abusers leaked out somehow, and the upright people in Yushitai, who couldn't tolerate sand in their eyes, worked hard to write more than [-] papers.He didn't dare to say clearly what was wrong with Emperor Fanxing, but caught Gu Xincheng who indirectly donated medicine and scolded him bloody.

There was a young censor who used violent words, even dragging the deceased former prime minister into the sewage, with sharp words and no eyes, every sentence pierced Gu Xincheng's internal organs, revealing old things that were already full of doubts.

Because the Yushitai was very powerful, the Fuhe blood bank got a little respite.

Adhering to the salted fish thought of "early offering and getting out early", Fuhe swallowed all kinds of tonic soups and medicines, and at the same time analyzed the current situation with the system: "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of you."

The system called up Gu Xincheng's movements today: "The development of the main plot has not changed much because of your appearance, and the hero was still impeached. And he reacted very quickly, this time he directly grasped the entry point and started investigation."

Presumably it can be attributed to Fowle's psychological painting.

"It's not good to scold someone's dead father. I'm worried that I can't find a suspicious murderer, so I'll just send it to my door." Fuhe couldn't help complaining, "The alliance is really nothing new. When the hero and heroine meet, they will follow the old routine of loving and killing each other in the future."

The system is puzzled: "The male protagonist followed the clues to find out the truth step by step, and finally embraced the beauty. Is this a disadvantage?"

Fuhe couldn't say a word: "If you stab me and I give you a knife to deepen the relationship, then I have nothing but to wish them a hundred years of harmony and love than gold."