The three-dimensional me is incompatible with the paper people

Qing Que came to Zhong Ye's side, seeing that he had almost finished reading a book, so she sat back on the small bench.

Sure enough, within 10 minutes, Zhong also stopped flipping the book.

At this time, there was a joyful smile on the corner of his lips, and his eyes were shining.

Close the book carefully, then hold it in your hand, it can be seen that you like it very much.

"How?" Qingque asked.

Zhong was also taken aback by Qingque's sudden voice, and finally recovered from the book.

"teacher!"

"Are you scared? It seems that Zhong also likes this book very much." Qing Que teased.

Chuya blushed slightly and nodded, "Well, I like it very much. I like Sakura. Sakura is very gentle and strong. However, my favorite is the policeman."

"Police? Can you tell me why?"

"The police are very powerful and can protect Sakura. They are optimistic and brave. They will bring Sakura a lot of joy, guide Sakura in the direction, and stand up for her friends when they are in danger."

"I think the police are amazing!"

Zhong also laughed.His cheeks were flushed, and some beads of sweat even protruded from the tip of his nose. Excited, his smile was as bright as a shining gem.

"The policeman will be very happy, Zhong also likes him so much." Qingque laughed.

"So, is there anything you want to ask me?"

Zhong also fell silent.

He lowered his head and stroked the cover of the book.

The book with a white cover is slightly cool, and after touching it with your fingers, it will be warmed.

I don't know how long it took before Chuya raised his head with a serious face.

"Teacher, Mori Ogai said that my supernatural powers are too powerful for humans to possess. However, after reading the book, I understand that no matter what, I have human characteristics."

"The teacher gave me the meaning of my name, and the people around me are kind and tolerant to me, and I will do my best to give back the help from the people around me. Most importantly, I can think."

"Teacher, thank you, I understand." Zhong Ye looked at Qing Que with piercing eyes.

The little boy's azure eyes shone with fragments of light, like the morning glow sprinkled on the sea.Those tiny flashes will float with the sea water and never dissipate.

Qingque laughed.

She put her hand on Chuuya's head and rubbed it.

"Chuya, you are a student that I am proud of."

"You have such powerful supernatural powers. You are self-respecting but not arrogant. You are gentle but firm in heart. As your teacher, I am proud of you."

"You are a good boy with a shining soul."

She rubbed the boy's hair and said softly.

The girl's black satin-like hair hangs down slightly, and the curved arc of her slender eyebrows is like the traces of flying birds in the sky.

The dim light blurred the curves of her face, and even those black eyes became clear pools of water.

Heart beats like a drum.

"Old, teacher!" Chuya's cheeks turned red suddenly, and his ears were as hot as boiling water.

"Is Zhong too shy?" Qing Que withdrew her hand, "Okay, don't embarrass Zhong."

Qing Que stood up, "It's getting late, it's time for Zhong Ye to go back."

"...um" Zhong also nodded.

Holding the book Qingque sent, Chuya said goodbye to Qingque and left the bookstore.

Oda also stopped writing and drawing, "Sensei, please tell me if you have any troubles."

"Don't worry, Xiaozhi, I'm fine."

Oda also left Wanxiangtang.

After closing the store door, the smile on Qingque's face disappeared.

Because Oda and Naka were there, Qingque didn't express her anger.Now that everyone is gone, the anger towards Mori Ogai is getting higher and higher.

After standing there angrily for several minutes, Qing Que forced herself to suppress her anger.

Akiko estimated that she would come over after a while, so Qing Que simply tidied up the temporary room before and moved back to the bedroom.

After brushing her teeth and washing her teeth, Qing Que was still getting more and more angry when she was lying on the bed.

Before time travel, since becoming a full-time writer, Qing Que has never been so angry even if the door was blocked by fanatical fans.

After much deliberation, she still couldn't get over it, so Qing Que simply got out of bed, found paper and pen in the bedroom, picked up a small night light, and began to write vigorously.

She doesn't have supernatural powers, and she doesn't have force value, and the planner doesn't even have that kind of brain, but she has a pen!

Recalling the scene of fighting with the guy who accused her of plagiarism in court, Qing Que felt passionate for a long time.

Therefore, Hatta and Nakaya, who came to the bookstore on time the next day, saw the closed door of the bookstore.

"Why hasn't the store manager opened the door today? Usually, the store manager has finished his breakfast at this time." Hatta was puzzled.

"Is it those people from yesterday? They took the teacher away again?" Zhong Ye suddenly panicked and said.

"I don't know, let's call and have a look."

Hatta stepped forward and knocked on the door, "Little store manager?"

"Bang bang bang!"

It was quiet.

Zhong also became more and more flustered, "Teacher! Are you there, Teacher?"

Still no response.

At this time, two or three customers had already gathered at the door of the bookstore.

"Is the little store manager sick today?" A customer asked.

Chuya hesitated for a while, and said, "I will go in from the back. There is a small window in the teacher's small tea room, and I can go in from there."

Hatta nodded, "Go."

Zhong also immediately ran to the back of the bookstore and found the window of the small tea room.

Float up the window with gravity, push it lightly, and it opens.

Zhong also jumped into the small tea room, looked around the small tea room, and found nothing unusual.

"Teacher! Are you here, teacher?"

"boom!"

I don't know where there was a sound, as if something fell heavily to the ground.

Chuya hurried to the place where the sound came from.

The black-haired girl in a white nightgown collapsed face to the ground in the bedroom, her hands were stained with black ink, her hair was messy, the small table on one side was knocked crooked, and the paper on the table was messy.

"teacher!"

Zhong Ye stepped forward to help Qing Que up, when he saw Qing Que's face, he was stunned.

Qingque has a pair of thick panda eyes, bloodshot eyes.

Her empty pupils finally managed to focus on Chuya's face, "Ah, it's Chuya."

"Sorry... I stayed up all night." She said with difficulty, and then pointed to a small box in the bedroom, "The door of the bookstore is locked inside. Today, I will leave it to you..."

After speaking, Qingque fell into a deathly sleep.

Yesterday, I stayed up all night because of New Year's Eve, and then I stayed in the port mafia for a whole day, and even stayed up all night writing manuscripts.With so many buffs superimposed together, Qing Que, a three-dimensional weak chicken, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Now that this is the case, Chuya will not relax to manage the bookstore.

So he picked up the blue bird, moved it into the bed, and covered it with the quilt.

He went to get the key again, went downstairs, and opened the door of the bookstore.

"Chuya? How's it going? Is the shop manager there?" Hatta asked immediately.

"The teacher is not feeling well, so we will not open the shop today," Chuya said.

Hatta was taken aback, "Is the shop manager sick?"

Zhong Ye was slightly embarrassed, "No, the teacher is just too tired."

"That's right, yesterday was very dangerous." Hatta sighed, "Let's write the notice first."

Moving the small blackboard over, Hatta was surprised when he saw that sentence, but he didn't pay any more attention, but felt a little more sympathy for Mori Ogai in his heart.

After writing down the reason for the closure and apologizing to the customers, Hatta and Chuya entered the bookstore together and closed the store door.

Entering the bookstore, Hatta thought he couldn't just sit idle, so he took out the cleaning tool, "I'll clean the bookstore. Chuya, go and take care of the little store manager."

"Ah."

Chuya returned to the bedroom and looked at the sleeping girl.

Thick dark circles were entrenched under Qing Que's eyes, and her originally rosy lips were now pale.It was really pitiful to see.

After tidying up the quilt for her, Zhong also started tidying up the bedroom.

There are not many things in Qingque's bedroom, just a small bookcase and a small table.There are a lot of ink and books on the bookcase, which are neatly arranged.

After spending a few minutes tidying up the bookcase, Chuya came to the desk and neatly folded the messy papers.

His eyes unconsciously scanned the words on the paper.

""Small Animal Forest", Mountain Bird." Zhong unconsciously murmured.

"So the teacher is a mountain bird." Zhong also said to himself.

After a few seconds, Chuya suddenly froze!

So, the teacher is Mr. Yamadori!

Thinking of how he praised her work in front of Qing Que yesterday, Zhong Ye felt his blood welling up, and an indescribable sense of shame hit his head like that!

Praising the other party's work in front of the author himself, and even calling the other party's teacher or something, it's just, it's just...

Carefully stacking the hot potato in his hand, Chuya blushed and cleaned up the table.

Went to fetch a basin of hot water, returned to the bedroom, and Chuya cautiously came to the side of the bed.

He took out the girl's ink-stained right hand and carefully wiped it with a hot towel.

Zhong Ye's face was as red as a steamed egg, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes, for fear of accidentally waking up the sleeping girl.

Fortunately, Qing Que slept soundly, and Zhong Ya wiped off the ink on her hands, but there was no sign of waking up.

Chuya wiped off the ink stained on the floor of the bedroom, then carefully left the bedroom and closed the door.

Out of the bedroom, Nakaya took a deep breath.

The young boy's cheeks were still crimson, and his blue eyes seemed to be covered with mist, covering the seeds that were about to germinate.

When he went downstairs, Hatta saw Chuya's strange expression.

"Chuya, what's wrong?"

"Ah! No, nothing." Zhong also shook his head in a panic.

The teacher never told him about his identity, so did he want to hide it?I accidentally discovered it, should I tell the teacher?

But what if the teacher gets angry?

The little boy fell into his own thoughts.

Qing Que slept until noon before waking up vaguely.

Sitting up from the bed, Qing Que looked around in confusion.

"Did I sleep under the quilt before?" Qing Que slowly got up from the quilt, "I should be rushing to draft."

"Whoa!"

The door was opened.

"teacher?"

Qingque turned her head and saw Zhongye.

"It's Chuya, good morning."

"... Teacher, it's noon now." Chuya said.