Chapter 15: Aren't you hot? Ji Mingyue.

I can't see people's faces through the bulky doll clothes, and I can't see the figure exactly: maybe the fat man is too hot, and he took off his underwear?
Lin Feng distributed leaflets, and occasionally fell his gaze on Pikachu. He is on the street, and "Pikachu" is at the end of the street. Although this street is not long, it is not enough for him to see clearly every move of "Pikachu".
At a glance, this Pikachu is as clumsy and slow as the morning. The person wearing the doll suit could not speak, but could only express it through body language. Lin Feng watched it publish a leaflet for a while, raised his hand to wipe the sweat, but found that the thick plush headgear could not do it at all.
This heat-resistant appearance is similar to that fat man ... Lin Feng thought so, and almost gave up his ridiculous guess.
There was a scream of a child suddenly at the end of the street. It turned out that the cartoon balloon in his hand was accidentally released, and he flew farther and farther in front of him. He was too little to catch up, and shouted in a hurry.
The pedestrian on the side of the road was sore from the child's cry that his eardrums were sore and frowning at him, but the "Pikachu" swooped up, successfully rescued the balloon, and fell on the ground for a small circle because of inertia. The first reaction of "Pikachu" was to tighten her hood tightly, so that the balloon she had just taken off almost came off her hand again.
It sat on the ground slowly for a while, and the child patted his head, before returning the balloon to the child in a faint mood.
Lin Feng frowned slightly, staring at the side for a while and then cursing softly.
In the following working hours, the street "Doraemon" stared at the end of the street, "Pikachu".
Through the doll clothes, of course, of course, you can't see the eyes, but the action of "Doraemon" is too obvious. Wherever "Pikachu" goes, its head is closely followed by which side.
Even during their fifteen-minute breaks, they used to find an indoor corner to hide and look at the mobile phone. Now Doraemon is sitting on the steps in the shadow of the shop with his buttocks, his eyes locked on "Pikachu Figure.
"Pikachu" seems to be really affected by its "urgent stare". It is enthusiastic to grab every passing pedestrian on the commercial street, and draw, sell, and stuff flyers. As if this way, ordinary people can cover it. Burly body looks like.
At its rest time, it looked around twice, and found that "Doraemon" was still staring behind him, and he simply did not find a place to hide, and learned how to "Doraemon", Sitting heavily on the steps in the shadows, lying back down.
Lin Feng has been working part-time for more than half a day. Of course, he knows how tired this work is. When he rests, he usually takes off his hood, wipes his sweat, and drinks sports drinks, otherwise it is easy to dehydrate. In the end, the "Pikachu" just lay on the steps and lay down, motionless.
Lin Feng was inexplicably anxious, he counted the time to walk over and kicked Pikachu on the ground: "It's time to rest, get up."
"Pikachu" didn't say a word, but he moved up and followed him very well, and continued to work.
It is now more than two in the afternoon. It is the day when the sun is the hottest and the temperature is the highest. Even Lin Feng, who can take off his hood from time to time and drink water to replenish the electrolyte, finds it a bit overwhelming, let alone that Pikachu is What it feels like.
On the surface, it still persists and strives not to show the same, but its movements are getting slower and slower. Sometimes it takes a long time for the hand to send leaflets to be lifted ...
Lin Feng stared at its back, and forgot to let go even if someone came to take the flyer in his hand.
The little boy who came to ask for the flyer was originally just for stacking papers. After seeing "Doraemon" not to give it, he jumped to the other side to ask for "Pikachu".
"Pikachu" gave him to see that he was cute and touched his head. The boy was a little dissatisfied. He pulled Pikachu's arm and jumped to reach his hood, but he had to "touch" it himself.
Pikachu, while preventing the stack of leaflets in his hand from landing, protects his hood from being lost, because the body is too large and heavy, it is easy to lose balance, and it is dragged by the child's clinging brute force. Alas, there are rugged steps behind ...
The little boy was ripped from him.
The bear child was accustomed by his family and had long been accustomed to doing whatever he wanted. He was stunned when he was caught and thrown away from behind him.
He was shoved into Doraemon's mother ’s arms while watching the show without any resistance. The blue fat cartoon doll that just looked full of smiles, but the words spoken were low and cold, like quenching. After the ice: "My child, I don't have any education now. I want the police to educate me when I grow up?"
The bear's mother was frightened by his momentum, afraid of getting in trouble, and quickly dragged the child away.
"Doraemon" turned around and saw "Pikachu" staring blankly behind him.
Bright yellow, shiny eyes, can release 100,000 volts of cute creatures anytime, anywhere.
He took a step forward, and Pikachu stepped back.
He took another step forward, and Pikachu took another small step back.
He took one more step forward, pushing Pikachu directly to the corner, and at the same time he said, "Hide what, hide, thank you?"
The dangerous scene just now made his heart jump out. At this moment, his mood was really bad and his tone was not much better.
"Pikachu" shook his head slightly, as if he was about to speak, and suddenly realized something. His mouth was closed like a mussel shell, and only a pair of "round hands" were put together to worship him, as if to signify Gratitude meaning.
Lin Feng was almost laughed at by him, and his tone was still very coldly repeated: "You wouldn't say" thank you "?"
Pikachu shook his head pitifully and pointed to the remaining leaflets in his hand, meaning he hadn't finished sending them yet.
... He was so embarrassed to say that he was interrupting his work! Lin Feng's face was cold, and he was going to drag his hood directly.
Of course, "Pikachu" refused to protect his head, and the two of them pulled outward and pulled inward, which became a hooded tug-of-war.
In terms of strength, the opponent was obviously not his opponent. Lin Feng was an inch hard, and immediately caused "Pikachu" to show a white neck.
He paused.
Because he saw it, the other person's exposed neck was wet and sweaty.
Anxiety and anger disappeared in a flash, replaced by a sour and astringent heart, soft and messy.
There were two young girls passing by, and one of them smiled and said to the other: "Look, blue fat man gave Pikachu a niche!"
Lin Feng listened in his ear, the corners of his mouth were unconsciously tilted, and a breath grew in his heart: what was he angry with? This person will come here only for one reason ...
He is not so mad at him as he is mad at himself.
He let go and pulled Pikachu instead. He walked to a shadow near the room. He took off his hood and slowed his tone: "Well, I know it's you."
Suddenly he became so gentle, he was still at a loss when he was still pulling Pikachu, who was him, for a while.
Lin Feng looked at him and said, "Take off your hood, aren't you hot? Ji Mingyue."
Even the name was called out, Ji Mingyue didn't want to be stupid anymore, and with his current body, he really felt that he was going to faint after a while, and had to take off his hood happily. Hey, that, what a coincidence, Lin Feng. "
Lin Feng gave him no face at all, and said straightforwardly, "What happened?"
"Cough ..." Ji Mingyue could only cough again, and sat down on the steps, "... how did you find me?"
Lin Feng said: "You are ten thousand times more stupid than the original person, and it is difficult to find it."
Ji Mingyue: "..."
As for such a poisonous tongue!
He didn't know how to refute, holding his pikachu hood and fiddled back and forth unconsciously.
His rare side face with drooping eyelashes was very beautiful, his hair was completely soaked with sweat, and wet black hair was scattered randomly on his forehead. Occasionally, a sweat ball slid down the straight bridge of his nose, leaving behind A gleam of bright lines shone in the shadows.
Lin Feng looked at him and regretted it quietly—he should not think of forcing him to come out and stare at him, preferably from the beginning, when Ji Mingyue staggered out of the corner, he went up Take off his hood. If he wants to see it so much, let him go to the café on the second floor opposite and blow the air conditioner to wait ...
He should not suffer this crime.
Ji Mingyue was still annoyed that he was found so easily, and suddenly felt that Lin Feng stood up and walked away. He was wondering: Lin Feng thought he was too annoying. Where did he go, did he not want to ignore him anymore?
After a while, Lin Feng came back with a towel and a bottle of pulse.
"Drink water to replenish electrolytes, otherwise you will collapse in a while." Lin Feng put both things in his hand, his eyes were a little uncomfortable, "... the water is new, the towel is mine, this one There are no towels on the street. You have to buy towels and get them in the big supermarket. I do n’t want to wear this ... If you do n’t mind, you can make use of it first.

"No no no, don't mind!" Ji Minggao happily picked up the towel and rubbed it on her wet hair.
How can there be water on this street! Otherwise he can kiss Lin Feng indirectly!
Although he can't remember it clearly, at this time in 2008, the concept of indirect kissing was not popular. Is it possible that Lin Feng found it ...
"So, why are you here?" Lin Feng asked quietly after watching him wipe his sweat for a while.
Ji Ming got ready sooner and said quickly: "I'm going to experience life!" He blinked. "Anyway, I'm going to take the exam right away, and I won't do the problem, and no one will make up for it. I'll try it. , What some people say is more important and meaningful than making up lessons ... "
He thought that Lin Feng could always be speechless this time. Who knew that people stood up and left him with a wide blue back: "Well, you're happy."
"……Hey!"
Since his identity was revealed, Ji Mingyue began to release himself. He told the fat man that he had finished working for one afternoon, and now he didn't plan to quit the job halfway, but it was too much physical energy before, and he was a little embarrassed.
Lin Feng originally stood on the street, and he was close to him a lot at this time, so that he could take care of him at any time.
In the evening, at four or five o'clock, Pink Purple Clouds were full, and Ji Mingyue also announced that he was exhausted. He simply sat on the ground with one hand on his chin and the other with a leaflet on his knee. "Fishing" style-willing to get a bill.
At this time there were more people coming out of school and the commercial streets became more lively. Pedestrians came and watched him as if he was
emptied out of the body
, and he could not help but look at it while watching. Some young girls would come forward and take the leaflets in his hands with a smile.
Ji Ming is getting more indecent, and often sells a cute man in response to their goodwill. Sometimes worship with both hands in front of them, sometimes with and a wave on the forehead, and sometimes even a kiss in the mouth, making them laugh.
He had a good time, glanced at it by chance, and found that Lin Feng also turned his head as if looking at him.
With four fingers on his lips, he waved chicly and immediately threw a kiss.
...... After finishing the ball, how did he do it well, even Lin Feng was making fun of it!
In the twilight sunset, the blue fat man suddenly raised his four fingers together, and crossed his lips, waving a lazily at him.
Ji Ming waited for a while before reacting.
It's also a kiss.
The author has something to say: Lin Feng: (full of remorse) What have I done just now! !! !!
Ji Mingyue: Hahahahahahahahahahaha!