The belated iceberg attack [entertainment circle] GL

Chapter 51

Qianluo has been knocking on the door for no less than 10 minutes.

Qian Luo put her forehead against the door and said helplessly: "Miss Zhang, Princess Zhang, ancestor Zhang, can you open the door? What did I do wrong again? Do you know that this is my room?"

Zhang Youwei took a deep breath indoors and didn't reply.

Qianluo continued to knock on the door: "Open the door for me, can you let me go in and sleep? My biological clock is messed up now. I haven't slept on time since the accident. The one in the pants Come on, I was wrong, all my mistakes are my fault, it has nothing to do with the manufacturer or your own size, I admit my mistake, can you let me in?"

Zhang Youwei still sat on the bed and did not speak.

Qian Luo threatened: "I kicked the door—"

Zhang Youwei jumped up suddenly, grabbed the mouse and closed the page of the diary, but I don't know what kind of crazy the computer is, it just stuck here, the whole page is as stable as a rock, Zhang Youwei clicked several times At last, I was in a hurry and tried to charge the battery, but I was afraid that the computer would save the page and open it later, so I could only wait.

Seeing that she still didn't speak, Qianluo felt a little anxious, but she couldn't be harsh on her, so she could only comfort her with kind words: "You don't want to hear what my senior sister said to me? You know that my senior sister has a big sponsor Don't you want to hear what happened when I rescued Zhou Xiaoming?"

Zhang Youwei forcibly started the task manager to close the page, and was afraid that Qianluo would kick the door if she was in a hurry, so she could only ask, "What happened?"

Qian Luo smiled and said: "Hey, you know, the feng shui here is not as good as yours. I have no experience in saving people for the first time. As a result, Zhou Xiaoming didn't raise her breath enough before I saved her. Halfway through, I didn't know how to save her." If you are angry and can't send it away, then you can only use that method..."

She was talking on purpose, when Zhang Youwei suddenly opened the door with a livid face: "Did you give her mouth to mouth?"

Qian Luo blinked with a smirk.

Zhang Youwei pulled the door with a cold face and was about to slam it on it, but was stopped by Qian Luo with a smile, one of them stared, the other squinted, looked at each other for a long time, finally smiled and said: "You treat me as a fool!" Ah, how can I be saved before I'm ready, I'm not afraid of being sucked by ghosts? Just kidding, come here, let me go to sleep for a while..."

Zhang Youwei tried hard to close the door, Qian Luo dodged and squeezed into half of his shoulders, and said pitifully, "Close it, you'd better pinch me to death, lest I be so sleepy that I can't sleep... "

Zhang Youwei opened the door, knocked on her hard, and walked into the room with his hands.Qian Luo walked in, clutching her smashed shoulder, and said aggrievedly: "What are you doing in my room? I haven't slept in a long time, and I still want to save someone and talk to my master. Do you know how much energy this takes from me?"

Zhang Youwei picked up a pillow and threw it on her face: "Sleep if you want to, stop talking nonsense!"

Qian Luo: "... Let me tell you a bedtime story. I also have a little nephew. Guess who it is?"

Zhang Youwei paused for a moment with her back turned to her figure, and then slowly turned her head to look at her vigilantly: "You took Zhou Xiaoming?"

Qian Luo: "...I really don't want to talk to you anymore, I want to sleep." After she finished speaking, she fell down on the bed with a hurt face and fell asleep without even thinking about Zhang Youwei's words.Zhang Youwei seemed to have sensed some threat. Seeing that she had stopped talking, she changed her previous indifference, sat down on the bed and frowned, "Who did you take?"

Qian Luo grabbed a pillow and stuck it on her head, turned her back to Zhang Youwei, and said nothing.

Zhang Youwei snatched the pillow, threw the pillow viciously on the ground, and asked, "Speak!"

Qian Luo suddenly sat up from the bed, and said aggrievedly: "I said it was my nephew! I didn't accept it! She's older than me!"

The expression on Zhang Youwei's face eased slightly: "Qian Zhen received it?"

Qian Luo lay down again with a plop, and grabbed the quilt to cover her face: "You don't listen to me well, I won't be with you."

Zhang Youwei was about to snatch her quilt, when she caught sight of a black animal hair on the quilt, she frowned: "Why is there still hair on your quilt?"

Qian Luo got into the quilt comfortably: "I slept with Ye Baobao, now Ye Baobao doesn't want me, I don't even have to hug me when I sleep." She closed her eyes and patted the bed beside her to signal Zhang Youwei to lie down : "How about holding you to sleep in the future?"

After Qian Luo finished saying this, Zhang Youwei didn't respond for a long time. The whole room was surprisingly quiet, and the sound of cicadas could be heard outside.

The air pressure in the room doesn't seem right.

Qian Luo was a little dull, and he hesitated for a long time to open his eyes.

Then, without exception, she saw Zhang Youwei's stinky face, but this face seemed to be a little more...disdainful than the previous indifferent look.

Zhang Youwei narrowed her eyes and looked down at her quietly.

Qian Luo seemed to have noticed something, subconsciously shrunk into the quilt, pulled the quilt a little higher, buried half of her face in it, only showed a pair of pitiful eyes to look at Zhang Youwei, and whispered: "You want You know, our Ye Baobao is a cat, when I hold it, it is a soft and fluffy kitten... It also eats cat food..."

Zhang Youwei raised her eyebrows.

Qianluo jumped down again, her little paws gripped the quilt even tighter, and her voice gradually became quieter: "...Well, you must know that it has neither bit me nor cried and called me. Ask for a goldfish..."

When Zhang Youwei heard the word "golden fish," Zhang Youwei's expression became even uglier, and she said word by word, "Try saying it again?"

Qian Luo sniffled: "You know, kitten, at most it will act coquettishly in your arms and then lick you..."

Zhang Youwei stood up abruptly, walked out as soon as she dropped her sleeves, reached out for the sword placed by the bed, and strode out the door.Qian Luo hurriedly jumped up from the bed, and chased after her bare feet: "Zhang Xiaowei, what are you doing..."

Zhang Youwei turned her head and sneered: "Grandma went to the underworld to kill that cat!"

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The car of Zhang's family stopped slowly at the gate of a school. It was the time after school, and the gate of the school was crowded with high school students after school.

The wisp of incense was floating in the air, moving bit by bit along with the wind, and drifting slowly in one direction.

The old man in red was out of breath just sitting in the comfortable compartment.The red dress on her body has faded, like red paper that has been soaked in water. The color has faded a little bit, and the clothes have become very wrinkled. Eyes are still bright.

Qian put down the car, opened the door for the old man, and helped the old man down.Many students after school at the gate of the middle school looked this way, but most of them only saw the door open and no one came out.

Qian Fang held the censer in his hand, and helped the man in red to walk towards the crowd step by step. The incense was no longer scattered, but gathered in the air, surrounding a person.

It was a very fair-looking girl with short hair that looked very capable, but she seemed troublesome and didn't like to dress up. The bangs on her head were tied on her head with a rubber band, making her forehead appear wide. She was fair and clean. And delicate, the curvature of the chin is very soft, wearing earphones, listening to music.

The woman in red opened her mouth, but said nothing, she could only look at her like this.

At this time, the green light was on, and many students started to walk towards the opposite side of the school. Countless young bodies passed through the body of the woman in red, but she just stood there blankly, looking at the young girl in the smoke.The girl raised her head and was about to walk across the road when she raised one hand to take off the earphone on the left——

She paused.

The girl's eyes turned quietly, first at Qian Fang covered in blood, and then at the woman in red beside him.It was a strange scene, surrounded by a sea of ​​people, surrounded by young lives, a skinny old man with a haggard complexion was supported by someone, and his eyes were absent-mindedly looking at the upright young girl in front of him.

The girl held the earphones in her hand and did not take them off. The music in her ears was loud enough to cover up the noisy crowd.

Then, the girl turned her head nonchalantly and walked across the road.

The woman in red was a little flustered for a moment, from the direction of the child's eyes, she must have seen her, and she must have seen Qian Fang's, but she just walked over, bypassing the two people in front of her, and continued towards her. Go in the direction of home.

Qian Fang asked softly: "Senior, do you want to chase?"

The woman in red murmured, "Didn't she see me?"

Qian Fang said: "I should have seen it, but now people don't believe in ghosts and gods. If this child has the ability to see ghosts again, the parents will probably just send him to the hospital. Once he comes and goes, he will treat it as if he couldn't see it. Cause trouble and be treated like a madman."

The woman in red hesitated for a moment, but said: "Catch up, can your Qian family accept a disciple with a different surname?"

Qian Fang smiled and said, "Of course I accept it, since I have the qualifications, I must accept it."

The woman in red was about to catch up, but suddenly stopped, sighed, and asked: "Qian Fang, if she doesn't become a ghost master, is there any way to protect her?"

Hearing the words, Qian Fang smiled slightly.

She asked herself this, presumably because she was worried about her disciples.

Qian lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, and said with a smile: "Of course there are. There are many idle disciples in the master's school, and they can take turns protecting her, as long as the seniors can pay the price."

The woman in red asked, "Where's your master?"

Qian Fang said: "Senior, if you have anything to say, it's better to talk to me. After all, I am the only one who knows about Master's death."