Chapter 14: 14 Read, messed up

The original price of the phase card is an average seller, and there are still people willing to pick the cheap wool.

Fang Zhiran hadn't long put up the link to the outgoing object before someone came knocking on his door.

[s city old Yu]: can you still knife? Are there any freebies? Is there any free shipping?

[F]: Yellow Bull Roll.

[S City Old Yu]: Yoo-hoo, so cranky. How do you see I'm a scalper?

Fang Zhiran hacked the person, waited two minutes, and someone else came.

[Cuckoo]: Mee! 0.0

[Cuckoo]: Teacher?

[Cuckoo]: ah ah ah don't know what you prefer to call it, I hope I don't step on thunder.

It's the right flavor.

The secondary pups are very recognizable.

[Cuckoo]: Can I get a straight shot, please?

[Cuckoo]: The teacher's price is too good, I'd be willing to bundle a few things. qaq

[F]: No need to bundle, you can shoot straight. (*^▽^*)

[F]: Wait to give you a 360-degree shot packing video Oh, rest assured, never bare mail.

Fang Zhiran took out a box from under the bed, wrapped it tightly and carried it to the courier station downstairs.

[F]: [Photograph], sent.

[F]: No need to pay for postage, cool to give you a package.

Done.

It's such a total body relaxation to sell the paste grains.

Fang Zhiran typed as he took the elevator up the stairs.

Roommate He Xuyang is back, and he's hammering away on his computer.

Fang Zhiran read for a while, waited until it was bedtime, and then turned off the light and lay down.

He Xuyang's position, the sound of tapping on the keyboard has not stopped, he rolled over, put on his headphones and fell into a deep sleep.

-

The next afternoon, Fang Zhiran had no class.

He had just finished reading the latest shooting program sent to him by mcn in the library, when there was a movement in the division group--

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[ Gan Wanhe ]: [Pictures], the lab supplies I bought have arrived.

[ Gan Wanhe ]: There are a lot of boxes piled up in the office, someone help me move them.

[ Lao Guo ]: squinty-eyed smile.jpg

[F]: 1

[ Pan Xu]: 1

[Lao Guo]:@ Ji Xingchuan

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Wait a minute, helping you with your undergraduate classes.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: I'll take a roll call. It's almost over.

[ Lao Guo ]: It's okay if you don't order, there are always kids in a hurry, it's understandable.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: soybean despise.jpg

The library is not far from the laboratory, and Fang Zhiran arrives very quickly.

The office, which he had swept spotless just yesterday, was at the moment piled high with cardboard boxes of all sizes.

Gan Wanhe is rolling up his sleeves and gritting his teeth.

"I'll do it, Sister." He said.

He and Gan Wanhe moved in and out, and it didn't take them long to move most of the boxes.

"Hey, Fang Zhiran." Gan Wanhe called to him, "Is this box yours? It has your name written on it."

Fang Zhiran was responding to Su Jia's message and casually replied, "No, I didn't put anything in my office."

[ Su Jia ]: The paste valley is out? So soon?

[F]: You know how efficient I am.

[ Su Jia ]: Don't buy a dislike next time.

[F]: What are you afraid of? Just sell it, it won't haunt me.

"It's not sealed, open it yourself." Gan Wanhe said, and went back to hugging the next box.

"Come on." Fang Zhiran said.

What's good?

Curious, he opened the box.

Fang Zhiran : "......?"

[F]: Soooo, not good, I seem to be stuck with paste valley.

[ Su Jia ]: ?

"Sorry for the delay." Ji Xingchuan's voice came from the door, "I'll carry the rest."

The office was quiet, and Ji Xingchuan caught a glimpse of a familiar box.

Fang Zhiran stood in front of the box with an expression on his face that didn't look like a surprise.

"What's wrong?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

Why isn't Shidoshi laughing.

"Just ...... where did these come from?" Fang Zhiran asked.

Ji Xingchuan : "It's me ......"

"I just sold a wave of the same ones yesterday." Fang Zhiran said, "I didn't think I'd ever see them again."

"It was bought by my ...... brother." Ji Xingchuan said, "It was delivered to me."

Ji Xingchuan urgently withdrew a gift.

Fang Zhiran The lax gaze gathered back and landed on the words "Fang Zhiran" on the cardboard box.

"The cardboard box is for you." His senior said indifferently.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Ah, indeed.

Ji Xingchuan's younger brother is still a fan of his.

"You can't pack this." Fang Zhiran said, "It'll have imperfections, I'll get you some bubble wrap."

He turned and exited the office.

Ji Xingchuan Bam sat down in his chair, raised his hand to his forehead, and rubbed the corner of his forehead.

"Hey, Elder Brother Ji." Pan Xu came dragging a cart, "You got out of class, huh?"

Senior Brother Ji's finely cut hair moved slightly with the wind, counting it as an answer.

"Brother Ji, is it hard to lead undergraduates? You look like you've been drained." Pan Xu said.

"It's okay." Ji Xingchuan said.

He tried to open the drawer, looking for his laptop, when he suddenly realized that there were quite a few extra things on this desk.

Fang Zhiran has been making a lot of trips over here lately, taking up a permanent spot on his desk, cluttered with mugs, hats and cell phones.

It's not without effect.

The senior brother seemed to be much closer to him, compared to the beginning.

The progress bar advanced a fraction of a tick.

"Ranran, there are lockers outside." Pan Xu just saw it too, and enthusiastically called out, "Do you want me to apply for a locker for you? Ji Xingchuan is so stingy, his desk won't let us put anything in it."

"Yeah." Fang Zhiran said, returning with two rolls of bubble wrap.

"Then I'll help you put everything in." Pan Xu said.

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

Forget it, there's no rush, people are always around, let's watch from afar first.

Outside the office, the sounds of Pan Xu and Gan Wanhe's voices fade away.

"Ji Xingchuan stares at me, is he jealous of my defense yesterday?" Pan Xu's voice.

"He's jealous of you? Look in the mirror." Gan Wanhe said.

-

Fang Zhiran had work tonight, he helped Ji Xingchuan with some data in the lab, and just after 5pm he left.

[mcn晴灯文化- Li Li]: Snowflakes 老师~~快到了时候叫我哦。

[F]: It's downstairs.

The moba handball game "step into a thousand loads" has recently released several new skins, increased the stand-up drawings, supplemented the character voice packs, in addition to contacting a few well-known cosplayers to do the shooting publicity, a few big mcn jointly planned this underwater shooting.

Fang Zhiran changed her clothes, put on waterproof makeup and sat by the pool used for the shoot, kicking the water splashes with her toes to play.

"Snowflakes, coming for a short video?" The male cosplayer from the other company called him, "I want the whole live."

"Right away!" Fang Zhiran said, "I'll get back to you."

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[ Lao Guo ]: It's the end of the month, so I'll give you some paychecks.

[ Gan Wanhe ]: Thanks, boss.

[ Pan Xu ]: Thanks, Dad.

Pan Xu withdrew a message.

[ Pan Xu ]: Thanks boss.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: I'll take three copies, and I'm substituting.

[ Lao Guo ]: ......

[F]: rabbit clunk kowtowing.jpg

Lao Guo is really nice. He doesn't have to do much work, and he gets paid for it.

Fang Zhiran clicked on the red packet, and before the money was warmed up, Su Jia's message popped up.

[ Su Jia ]: Snow.

[F]: It's called so foreign today.

[ Su Jia ]: "Step into a Thousand Years", a new event has been opened.

[F]: Here comes the big kryptonite household.

[ Su Jia ]: ......

Fang Zhiran turned his head and filled the red envelope, which was not yet warm, to the handicap.

[F]: Skin packs are only 600 with voice, what a bargain.

[F]: realistically 600 where do you buy 5 characters that can glow and chat with you.

[ Su Jia ]: When you put it that way, I do kind of want it too.

[ Su Jia ]: You're really not the pin man sent by this game?

[F]: Ah, I'm actually working on a promotional video for the "Step In" house. I'll show you later. I think it's a good idea.

[ Su Jia ]: okok, this photographer learns a lesson.

Okay, next chat.

[Mom]: Have you finished writing all the papers you bought for you to check.

[F]: Okay, I love you mom.

[Mom]: Don't talk to your classmates in class, and remember to go home early after school.

[F]: Okay, I love you mom.

[Mom]: It looks like it's going to cool down tomorrow, so wear more clothes, freezing and catching a cold will affect your studies.

[F]: Okay, I love you mom.

Okay, next chat.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: [image], this place, using the algorithm I screenshot, would be simpler.

[F]:[Image], that makes sense, I'll re-run it tomorrow.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: This is a good bar chart, I've looked at it and I can use it directly.

[F]: Fang Zhiran's product is a masterpiece.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Coming to the lab tomorrow?

[F]: Come on, come on.

His senior brother seems to have found his conscience lately, and has been taking care of him, taking him to do experiments and write papers, fearing that he might go astray.

Well, in two minutes, it's all read and returned.

Never leave a message behind and give each of your friends plenty of emotional value.

"Snowflakes-sensei come over here and do an otaku dance." There was another shout over there.

"Coming coming." Fang Zhiran put down his cell phone, "Which dance do you want to see? The one that's too ooc doesn't dance."

The cosuit wasn't light, but it wasn't bulky on his body.

He came over to the camera and bounced along twice, giving the official as a shot.

"Snowflakes is so cute." Xiao Lin, the male cosplayer standing next to him, said, "We're not popular with you at all."

"Fuck off, no calling me cute, ooc." Fang Zhiran glanced sourly at Xiao Lin's wide-open chest and abs.

It's not as good as Xing Chuan's body.

The process of underwater photography is complicated and takes a long time to prepare. Fang Zhiran was bored and thought of showing Su Jia her makeup.

The assistant wasn't there, so he grabbed Xiao Lin by the hand and threw his cell phone over.

"Can you take pictures? Give me a couple." He said.

"I'm too good at that." Xiao Lin said.

Snowflakes teacher today out of this character, is a character quite lively young boy, the game skill is water control, the weapon is a whip, the game fights the special effects are quite gorgeous.

He stood coolly at the edge of the water, dangling his whip over the surface and glancing sideways at the camera.

Originally Xiao Lin was taking the shot, but it wasn't long before several other cosplayers gathered around and started pointing-

"Don't be a pussy, smile for daddy."

"Cell phone shots proper, I'm good at this, little Snowflakes throw that whip of yours up and look at it ...... ouch crouch crouch crouch."

"How about running from this side to that side? Try?"

Fang Zhiran's head hurts from being coached by his peers.

"You go in the water." Xiao Lin said, "We're going to dive later anyway, and we're all going to get wet, and I feel like this body still needs to be shot in the water to look better."

Snowflakes Teacher poofed into the pool.

The light golden hem of her light dress spread out in the water, and her long light-colored hair floated in the water.

"Ah yes yes yes, that's what it feels like." Xiao Lin says, "Snowflakes soak."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

He speculated on his character, paddling the water and smiling at the cell phone camera.

"No post-production required." Xiao Lin threw the phone back to him, "That's how professional it is."

"Get ready to start filming!" Over there, the official guy is shouting, "Everyone get ready."

Fang Zhiran opened WeChat, returned some messages, and sent the photo to Su Jia.

"I'm coming." Fang Zhiran puts his cell phone at the edge of the pool and dives down with logistical help.

Underwater shooting is quite a test of the cosplayer's expression management, a little carelessness, it is likely that the five senses fly.

This is not difficult for Fang Zhiran, who can swim, is not afraid of water, and can mimic the character's skillful movements underwater.

After the brief shoot, the photographer told him to take a break.

He sat by the pool and watched Xiao Lin live and die.

On several occasions, logistics helped set up the maneuvers, and Xiao Lin opened her mouth and spit out a bunch of bubbles and started to manhandle.

"Shame on you, why are you filming like a death replay." Fang Zhiran scoffed loudly, his eyes curving with joy as he picked up his cell phone and continued to return messages.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Crap, there were too many people chatting. In my haste, I sent the message to my mom to Su Jia.

[F]: I love you, Mom.

[ Su Jia ]: Good son, mommy will buy you a short skirt to wear.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

He gave a roll back.

Ah, so that picture just now, it's not going to be sent to mom, is it?

He clicked on the dialog box with his mom a little nervously.

Luckily, luckily, I just sent the data that I was going to ask my senior.

His mom was pretty happy.

[Mom]: Good son, you're still studying this late.

Fang Zhiran breathed a sigh of relief, and fortunately, escaped a "mami fight".

No, wait a minute. What about my chart?

Fang Zhiran: "......"

It's not, is it?

He clicked on the dialog box with Ji Xingchuan on a fluke.

[F]:[Image] x 9, Powerful * Underwater * Crushing Feeling * Snowflakes, One More Look, One More Death.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Can we still withdraw?

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Well, no regrets in death?

Snowflakes Teacher choked on the air and coughed loudly.

"Ah ...... I'm going to drown, I don't want to earn this money." In the pool, Xiaoling climbed onto the shore, looked up and was happy, "Yo, isn't this a famous coser Snowflakes teacher, you can drown even on the shore?"

Snowflakes : "......"