Chapter 113: Cloud (4)

Qi Yun: "You..."
There was a trace of disbelief in his voice, a trace of trembling, and a trace of lemon.
Lin Xun stared at him: "I seem to have advanced again."
Qi Yun: "You...!"
Qi Yun seemed to want to turn against him in the next second.
However, reality has not given Qi Yun much time for jealousy and hatred, because Gao Dao moved and seemed to be about to wake up.
Lin Xun's eyes were quick, and a little psychedelic powder of Mrs. Butterfly was sprinkled into the air. Then he pulled up his face to be paler, his expression also showed haggardness, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.
Gao Dao opened his eyes.
Gao Dao sat up from the floor.
There was a trace of confusion in Gao Dao's eyes.
Gao Dao looked at them.
Right now, things are already clear, Gao Dao seems innocent.
"High guide." Lin Xun said: "You suddenly fainted, I just wanted to hit 120, you woke up again, I think you can do a brain ct if you have time."
Gao Liao looked at the assistant who was still in a coma: "So is he?"
"He is not." Lin Xun sincerely said: "When you fainted, he smashed him."
Gao Liao looked indifferent: "Oh."
"Right, your props division." Lin Xun said: "He seems to be gone."
To be honest, he was a little flustered. Does the prop master turn into fly ash, does it mean that he has a life on his back?
No, it wasn't right. Lin Kexin, the little girl a few days ago, was the same. After he went back, he felt like he was dead, but after calling the Children’s Hospital, the hospital said that there was indeed a little girl named Lin Kexin. Today, his condition was stable and the observation period passed. Maybe You can go through the discharge procedures.
Gao Liao pressed his eyebrows with his hand and said, "I suddenly remembered something."
Lin Xun: "You speak."
"Prop division." Gao Liao said: "He took leave today."
--now it's right.
The monsters are parasitic in the human body, they can come out of the body when necessary, and appear independently in the world, but after all, they all originate from the heart of a person. Lower-level monsters have no form, while higher-level monsters, such as Lin Kexin and prop masters, completely mimic the appearance of the host. In other words, monsters are like human demons. Today's propsman is smashed with smoke and no corpses are left under his hands. Gao Liao and his assistant, who are also attacked by spiritual fluctuations, are unscathed. This shows that the propsman who was killed today is just a monster, not the real living person.
As for the real living props...
How can it lead to such advanced meta-infant monster possession, how could it be normal people.
Lin Xun called Officer Cao backhand.
When the phone call was over, Qi Yun happened to deal with the end of the high-level guide and dragged him away.
Lin Xun always felt that Gao Dao was staring at their backs. Forget it, don't care, he sympathizes with someone who lost his muse.
In the elevator, Qi Yun stared at him with jealous, hateful and vicious eyes. However, because this person's facial features are too beautiful and his momentum is too weak, it seems that the whole person is miserable. He just wanted to ridicule Qi Yun a few words, the phone rang, it was a reminder of WeChat.
Coming from Senior Brother Chang Ji, Senior Brother probably finally sobered from the rush paper.
The chat record is vivid, he sent seven or eight pictures of Qi Yun without a shirt, painted demon eye makeup, and played a dream fish in the reef.
Brother’s reply was very short, only one. In this article, there is only one symbol.
Quiet:?
A happy pointer:.
Chang Ji: What is he doing?
A happy pointer: filming.
After replying, he discovered that his wording was a bit inappropriate and immediately withdrew.
Brother seemed silent.
Lin Xun immediately remedy.
A happy pointer: the movie trial, after the trial, we plan to go back. I will send him back.
Chang Ji: No, let me pick it up.
A happy pointer: OK.
Lin Xun happily placed the claimed Qi Yun in the lounge on the first floor: "Good boy, I'm gone, wait for someone to pick it up."
Qi Yun didn't speak.
Lin Xun: "Gao Liao seems to be a good person. You spend more time shooting him."
Qi Yun still didn't speak.
Not to mention pulling down.
Lin Xun: "Goodbye. Don't worry, that's how we use keyboards. Come on, don't put too much pressure on yourself."
Qi Yun said indifferently: "Goodbye."
Lin Xun turned around, he was sent away by Qi Yun's jealous and hateful eyes, he felt very happy.
Today is a very happy day, and I am also very happy to fight. Although I almost died, it is really numbing to think about the moment.
However, he seems to really like this challenging and huge thing, especially when he wins a life in a nearly gambling way, the moment of victory and defeat is reversed, and he is as numb as the end of death, like doing A perfect proof is the same.
He returned to the car and gathered a few young girls outside the car, a little familiar. It should be Qi Yun's fans waiting to watch him get off work. He didn't care, he went straight into the car, Qi Yun's current state is really not suitable for being photographed, but the brother should handle it well.
I’m afraid I’m afraid the model of this car will be pulled out, and he didn’t expect this kind of thing in Dongjun’s garage.
At the moment when he thought of Dongjun, he suddenly throbbed his heart.
The joy of the rest of the life after the robbery was late, and he sighed with relief.
He is not careless, not a person who can die casually, for example, he now temporarily possesses Dongjun, and he will be gone if he dies.
If it died just now, it would be more than a loss.
Lin Xun opened a chat with Dongjun and sent him a cat-eating expression.
A happy pointer: [emoji]
A happy pointer: love you!
After finishing his hair, he leaned back on the chair relaxedly, tiredly struck. On this day, all the energy was consumed. The journey back was about an hour and a half. After Lin Xun told Luo about his destination, he flattened his seat and closed his eyes to take a rest.
During this rest, the eyes could not be opened.
When I woke up, I was still in the car, and the car was still moving forward.
He sat in the co-pilot position, and his eyes moved slightly to the left, and he saw the screen of the autopilot system. There is a cursor on the road map marking the current position. The arrow indicates the direction of travel. On the way back to the residence.
The upper left corner of the screen is the version number, V2.0.1.
Lin Xun frowned, not knowing why, he seemed to remember the current version is 4.3.2.
But the body and movement did not listen to the brain's call, and the memory was confused, and everything was illogical. He turned to look to the left.
The person on the left wears a very simple black shirt with silver buttons. He was flipping through the folder, a few strands of long hair fell, and he was brushed behind his ear.
Dongjun, he silently read these two words in his heart.
Lin Xun reached out and pulled the one below from the folder he was looking through.
Looking over, he said: "A little money?"
The man on the left gave a faint "uh" and said, "Global promotion requires costs, but it is within controllable limits."
Lin Xun turned a few pages, seeming to be lack of interest, and closed it again: "I don't care."
Just listen to Dongjun's familiar voice: "You don't need to control these."
He put the folder back and looked at the scenery outside the window.
Very familiar scenery, but it seems that it has been a long time since I walked this road. His spirit is a little exhausted, and he has been too busy recently, and has not been home for a long time.
"3.0 hasn't progressed for the time being. There are several questions that I always wanted to talk to you about, but I didn't have time."
Dongjun looked away from the document and looked at him, saying: "Tonight will do."
"I don't think very much tonight," he said, playing with the ornaments in the car. "I have lost a little enthusiasm recently and want to change my direction."
Speaking of which, he finally got a little more energetic and said: "I want to engage in artificial intelligence, the broad one. The Eagle family is really intellectually disabled, so the intellectual disability system has a global holding rate of 55 percent. I I don’t think so."
"But breakthrough progress is really difficult, bottleneck. I'm thinking about other angles, or..."
The voice didn't fall, Dongjun's phone rang, and Lin Xun glanced at the screen, it was someone he didn't know.
His voice paused, a bit lost, and said: "You take it first."
Dongjun answered the phone, and Lin Xun stopped talking. He listened quietly to a few commands, and then hung up.
This person is always busy.
Busy... Sometimes he doesn't want to bother.
There was a hint of uneasiness in his heart, but he couldn't tell where it came from.
In the end, Lin Xunxiang reached over there, with the meaning of temptation, and seemed to be somewhat stunned to cover the back of Dongjun's hand. Dongjun took his hand back, ticked his finger, and said, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Lin Xun said.
Dongjun Road: "If you want to do artificial intelligence, I will help you take over the autonomous driving."
"Not so fast," Lin Xun smiled and paused again. "But it's okay to leave this project temporarily. I haven't really been inspired recently. There aren't many people in the team who know you. You transferred Jiang Yun abroad You’re so annoying, he didn’t follow me again..."
Unspoken, he drew back his hand.
But his wrist was clasped and attempted to withdraw.
He whispered: "You don't like me to do projects with other people, then you and me do it, and you have no time."
Dongjun did not speak.
He looked at Dongjun and met Dongjun's eyes.
Just watching, there is no superfluous expression. As if there were so many things in his vision, he could only see one.
But he had to compete with Dongjun, and he had to pull his hand out of this man's hand. The harder he felt, the more he felt uncomfortable. At a certain moment, he lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and turned his head away as if violent.
I am wronged to wake up directly.
It didn't seem to wake up, still holding a man's hand.
Lin Xun opened his eyes.
He grabbed Dongjun's hand, Dongjun was looking at him, the facial features were still so beautiful that there was no trace of human fireworks, one arm wrapped around his shoulder, and he seemed to be trying to get him out of the car.
Coincidentally, he now also wears a black shirt with a clean waist and silver buttons.
Lin Xun was in a trance at that time. Three seconds later, he realized that this man was not the dog in the dream, but the male god.
So he reached out to make Dongjun's movements smoother, not fully awake, and he felt comfortable when he was held up, and gently rubbed Dongjun's shoulder with his cheek.
The treatment of male gods is naturally different from that of dogs.
Before he went to sleep, he sent a "love you" to this person.