The sand sculpture thought I was a robot

As soon as Shen Lang arrived at the school, he was called to the conference room.

My colleague Mr. Xu couldn't hide his excitement on his face: "President Jian is here, and he is in the meeting room with the school leaders."

"Boss Jane?"

"That's right, the boss of Jane's Group, come to discuss the specific matters of talent selection next month."

After Mr. Xu finished talking, he passed by his class and looked out of the window after lying on his stomach.

Shen Lang stepped up his pace, feeling inexplicably high.

People who were worried yesterday are safe today.

The meeting room has not yet officially started, and it is already full of people, all of whom are school leaders.

Shen Lang sat at the end as usual to weaken his sense of existence, his eyes seemingly inadvertently aimed at the door from time to time.

The main seat in the conference room was vacant, presumably it was the position where Mr. Jian would come over later.

I didn't hear any news about such a big event. It seems that I have been focusing on the robot in recent days, and I don't know that Jian Chao has returned safely.

Either way, it's a very good thing.

About ten minutes later, the sound of leather shoes was heard in the corridor, and it seemed that there were quite a lot of people.

The meeting room fell silent, and the door was pushed open.

The bodyguards in black protected the young man and strode in. The bodyguards stood at the door, full of momentum.

Shen Lang looked over.

The young man was dressed in formal attire, with short hair and capable facial features, fair skin, and his appearance was not stunning in the eyes of ordinary people, but he could also be said to be handsome.

Looking at the appearance alone, it can be regarded as an average posture, but coupled with Jian Chao's identity, he is a dragon among men.

Shen Lang didn't expect to be able to see the true face of the person he admired so soon, nor did he expect the other party to be so young.

After a few glances, he shifted his gaze and lowered his head.

I can't say I'm disappointed, but it's definitely not what I expected.

It's not about the looks, it's just that it doesn't feel right.

Jian Changyu took his seat, looking at the two rows of university leaders sitting in front of him, his posture was rigid, and the previous tension and apprehension disappeared.

This position is cool to sit up.

And it's not as hard to sit as I thought.

The entire meeting revolved around the selection of talents next month, Shen Lang also withdrew his personal emotions and looked at the person in charge seriously.

Jian Chao's excellent world is obvious to all, and perhaps everyone can benefit a lot from talking with him, let alone being in the same room now, discussing about talents.

is lucky.

It is also an honor.

Shen Lang concentrated his attention, waiting to be deified by everyone, and he also very much agrees with and admires the man's unique opinion.

The results were disappointing.

The official answer is not nutritious, and the flow plan is the same as lesson preparation. The whole process is the content of the plan book, and there is no unique opinion.

Moreover, I saw the principal talking to him several times in the middle, and his haughty expression made people very uncomfortable.

He thought that such a low-key person should be someone whose modesty can be seen with the naked eye.

At least not this kind of high-spirited expression.

The meeting ends.

Shen Lang sighed silently. Sure enough, don't deify people. When such a person is leaving, the bodyguards come in first to prevent the school leaders from getting up, and they are allowed to stand up and leave after they are taken away from the conference room.

Shen Lang looked at everyone's expressions, but there was no expression.

It may be a habit, or it may be to cover up emotions.

It might be - without his expectations and filters for Jian Chao.

Forget it, just be safe.

When you go home, you can have new interactions with the robot baby.

When Shen Lang thought of the robot, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

Jianchao's only distress note slipped perfectly over the crowd and fell into the deserted green belt.

Then a dog raised his leg and pissed.

He closed his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, walked towards the bookcase again with difficulty, intending to write a new note, write more, cast a wide net, and someone will always find out.

Looking at the downstairs community, it can't be said to be very high-end, and it is also a medium-sized community with a lot of people.

That's why he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it for the first time.

At least it's not a barren mountain where no one can hear a signal flare.

There is hope for someone.

As a result, he finally found the place where the notebook was stored, and the pen was gone.

Thinking of the pen under the pillow yesterday, I am very happy, it is really God helping me.

I moved back to the bedroom with difficulty, took out the pen, and there was no water.

Hehe, it turns out that ugly people make a lot of trouble.

The more sanctimonious and deformed people are, the more they like this kind of superficial kung fu, why are there still people carrying pens with them, pretending to be struck by lightning.

Toss a big circle, doing useless work.

Jane Chao lay on the bed, building up her strength.

The room has been checked carefully, there is no mobile phone, and there is no ugly monster without a spare phone.

When there is no worry that asking for help from outside will cause a series of follow-up troubles, there are many more ways to survive and save yourself.

The pervert seems to be very confident in the medicine given to him, the room is locked except for the door, and the windows are free.

Shouting can also attract attention, but Jian Chao can't make that kind of sound no matter what.

I chose to throw the distress note at a time when people were the most densely populated, but I didn't expect it to be blown by an evil wind to the green belt and be peeed by dogs.

Now he can light a fire and ask for help, or write SOS on the window with the colored pen he found.

But all of this must be successfully discovered and rescued before the pervert returns.

Once I do everything later than before the pervert returns, the consequences will be disastrous.

A perverted man who dared to buy a living person's private collection, plus a man surnamed Duan who came over twice, was definitely not a one-time operation and one transaction.

This kind of gang must have its own method of destroying stolen goods, destroying corpses, removing traces, transferring and eliminating evidence.

Once it fails once, the consequences will be disastrous.

The main physical strength has not recovered at all, and he can't guarantee that everything is as planned.

If it is a normal self, let alone a pervert, a dozen or so are no problem.

Jian Chao closed her eyes, she may have been in a coma for too long, and her mind was not very active.

His body was extremely tired even after walking around, which made him wonder if his body was fine on the outside, but his hands and feet had been tampered with inside.

Is this body already useless?

In order to prevent the buyer from escaping, the pervert made a living mummy or something unimaginable.

No matter how strong a person is, no matter how eager he is to survive, how he used to strategize and turn his hands into clouds and rain, once the body is disabled, everything is just clouds.

It's like Jian Chao didn't do anything now, and his head was already drowsy.

Even if he told himself not to fall asleep and had to leave today, he still struggled to move to the bed and fell asleep in the original position.

Shen Lang bought a cake when he came back.

Although Jian Chao is different from what he thinks, it may be that he is not in the state after returning from a catastrophe, but it is a happy event that people are safe and sound.

Plus celebrating being alone at last.

Bought a cake, and a few bottles of red wine.

"Hi baby, Daddy's back."

Shen Lang happily changed into his slippers, took off his coat and tie, put down his things and went straight to the bedroom.

He leaned over and kissed happily on the pretty face.

Looking at this face, he was extremely suspicious that his already good looks had been elevated to a level that no one could surpass.

Even Jian Chao, who has been wearing an idol filter all the time, will be disappointed, obviously that face is much better than the image of an entrepreneur he thinks.

Jian Chao was awakened by the kiss.

It's time to be conscious again and can't open the eyelids, and the energy will be better after sleeping for an afternoon.

It's better to pass out to death.

Shen Lang was in a happy mood, turned on the bed, and hugged him down.