When the takeaway brother unwillingly walked into the elevator and closed the door, Lu Yunqian naughtily learned his tone and raised the bag in her hand, and said politely to Liu Jiangqing: "Hello, this is a roast duck roll takeaway from Fu Chunde, I wish you a happy meal." ”

"Oh."

Liu Jiangqing stretched out her other free hand to take the bag from Lu Yunqian, and then shook her elbow and slammed the door shut. However, before he could take two steps, he heard the sound of the door opening from behind, followed by Lu Yunqian's angry and aggrieved protest:

"Hey, I'm kind enough to bring you food, and you're still locking me out?!"

Liu Jiangqing still said coldly: "I will give a good review, you can go." ”

Although this concise sentence is quite in the style of Liu Jiangqing, it is unexpectedly a little naughty, as if it is deliberately cooperating with Lu Yunqian's performance in the second middle school. She seemed to notice this change in the landlord, raised an eyebrow, tilted her head to look at Liu Jiangqing standing at the door of the bedroom with a strange expression, and said, "Hey, the landlord, you have changed, you have become a sense of humor, you will actually make fun of me!" ”

"Idiot." Liu Jiangqing walked into his bedroom as he spoke, but he didn't close the bedroom door as he did just now, as if he guessed that someone still had something to look for him.

Seeing that he accepted the meal and left the door, Lu Yunqian knew that although the meal was delivered a little late, it was still useful. Striking while the iron was hot, she hurriedly fumbled in her bag twice, took out a file bag, and chased the landlord to his computer desk.

"Here you go, sign it for me!" She took out the cards carefully wrapped in sulfuric acid paper from the file bag and placed them on the table, and as if obsessively, she put them together very neatly, with matching edges and corners, and at first glance they looked like the same banner, but the content was different.

Liu Jiangqing glanced at the two cards with her eyes, and a little surprise immediately flashed in her eyes. The card on the left side of the table is the event prize that Mingyue Pavilion sent out when it was the main star character of the year-the team character Tianjiang Ming's hand-painted postcard. The card on the right is a souvenir of the All-Star Exhibition Game two years ago, and the photo of him in the collector's edition photo of the 30 stars.

"Today I had two classmates who invited me to a meal, emmm...... I promised to bring them your autograph as a gift, can you sign it for me? Lu Yunqian asked worriedly, for fear that it would poke his pain points, in case the fried hair directly smashed the chopsticks, it would not be fun.

"How much did you eat?"

However, Liu Jiangqing did not react angrily, but just asked indifferently about the price of this meal.

"Well, if you calculate according to the AA system, plus the one you took out, it's about two hundred yuan." Lu Yunqian licked her lips, feeling that this price was already very luxurious for herself, but she was afraid that after eating this meal, the two of them would have to tighten their belts for a month.

"Hmph, it's not worth it."

"Huh?"

"Eat twenty more of them, plus take-out this." Liu Jiangqing picked up the pen on the table as he spoke, and skillfully moved the pen with his right hand, his seemingly complicated name outlined a beautiful line on the card with a few strokes, the pen was powerful, and the speed of signing was as fast as before.

"Are your signatures so expensive?"

Lu Yunqian was startled, picked up the two signed cards and shook them, for fear that the ink would not dry and be spent. Then he stared at the flowing line of signatures on the lower right corner of the card, and suddenly remembered the rental contract he signed with him. If this signature is really so expensive, can it be sold for emergency in the future?

"There are no more than 100 of these two cards signed by me in the whole country." Liu Jiangqing replied.

"So little? Belch...... I guess no one asked you to sign it. Lu Yunqian pouted and looked at the landlord with a funny face.

"Only the top 30 collectors can sign the hand-drawn cards." Liu Jiangqing thought for a while and continued, "I only signed 50 all-star cards that year. ”

"Woooo Lu Yunqian was so shocked that she only made a sound similar to that of a penguin cub, and suddenly felt that she had opened a very simple way to get rich. The two cards from the hot and sour shredded potatoes and braised pork ribs in my hand, please autograph, were suddenly reluctant to return them.

"I'll give you ten signatures, and I've used four of them so far, and I cherish them."

seemed to see the little Jiujiu in Lu Yunqian's heart, Liu Jiangqing glanced at her with a sharp gaze and said.

"Huh? Why? That's all I asked you to sign! Lu Yunqian immediately retorted, her eyes widened and she asked, I don't understand where the other two have gone, even if there are ten places.

"Rental contract, Internet café registration." Liu Jiangqing said clearly.

“……”

I thought about the rental contract just now, but I didn't expect that even the registration form for the Internet café contest was included in the autograph quota. Lu Yunqian was speechless for a moment, but she could only admit it, silently put away the postcard, and said, "Okay, good night, landlord." Then he left Liu Jiangqing's bedroom.

Put away the precious signature card, after washing up, Lu Yunqian sat back in front of the computer with peace of mind, tapped the keyboard to wake up the computer that entered sleep mode, put on the headphones and said hello to Hengdao Yijian on the screen: "Master, I'm here!" Did you miss me? ”

In the game, the two butterflies in the flower bed chase each other and fly one in pink and one blue, and the clusters of flowers glow faintly in the bright sun, which looks very dreamy. The flower beds are mostly small daisies, morning glories and large flowers such as rhododendrons and peonies, which bloom here day and day and never wither.

"A constant sword?"

In the distance, the shouts of a hawker NPC can be heard in the square, and the odd merchant, who only appears during the golden hour between eight and ten o'clock, begins to sell some limited shards of rare materials. As soon as he appeared, he was surrounded by a large number of players and studio accounts, scrambling to buy something. Other players were also attracted to it, and for a while, the crowds were surging, and the crowds were one after another, proving that the main city had reached its daily peak.

"Constant Knife...... A sword?? ”

A character dressed in white software, a blue cloak, and wearing a shining orange martial heavenly frost dew sword reversed the face-to-face posture set by the master before leaving, and looked up at the sky with his back to the screen, as if he was looking at something in the sky. But there was no expression on his immensely calm face, and there was a dead ash in his eyes, only the light spots of the texture made those eyes look a little realistic.

"Heng Knife One Sword!!"

Although many games now have online voice chat and voice recording functions, Fierce Wars has not been able to add this chat function, so the sound of players talking in the headset cannot be transmitted into the game except when they are in a team, and naturally no one can hear this cry containing tension and fear. At first glance, the person shouting at the game seems a little crazy.