In the end, after a good show, Zheng Xiaojian collapsed.

He turned around in a circle, walked to his recliner, lay down on it, and nestled there.

"Okay, the psychological counseling is over. That little girl, if you can understand, just understand. If you can't understand, just cry. It's okay if you cry."

"I'm in a good mood today. Just treat the above sentences as gifts from me, and I won't ask you to collect money."

"If you don't have anything else to do, just have some fun and rest. The press conference will probably be postponed."

As he said that, he lay down on the chair, as if he didn't want to move.

Bang bang bang.

There was a knock on the door, the door opened, and the fat organizer walked in, holding a card in his hand and a flattering smile on his face.

He nodded and walked up to Zheng Xiaojian.

"Hello, this is our apology, a small amount of mental compensation, five hundred thousand, you must accept it."

Zheng Xiaojian glanced at him sideways, said nothing, hummed, and nodded.

The organizer smiled flatteringly, put the card on the table, and then withdrew.

Picking up the card from the table, Zheng Xiaojian rubbed it and said:

"Well, this is one of the benefits of being shameless."

"Of course, this money belongs to me alone. It is considered as labor fee for my acting skills. You should have no objections, right?"

"I have an opinion." Xinyuan said suddenly.

"I think I should have a part, too. Although you are the lead actor, I also participated in it."

Zheng Xiaojian:

As soon as he heard this, he immediately became energetic, sat up straight, and looked straight at Xinyuan.

Good boy! The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole follows behind, right?

In this situation before, he has never seen a student want to share money with him.

This newly recruited student is a bit tricky!

Want to pluck the Iron Rooster? What a beautiful idea!

"How about I suffer a little loss and give it a 50-50 shot?" Xinyuan said.

"You can dream! It's a beautiful idea, but you still suffer a loss?" Zheng Xiaojian said furiously, "I'll give you ten thousand at most! I'll count on you to cooperate with me. Don't even think about it!"

Afterwards, the two got into a heated exchange of words about this money-sharing project.

Jun Anyi stood aside, his originally depressed mood becoming a bit incoherent.

How come this style of painting changed?

What were you discussing just now?

Can you two stop looking so much like two bandits dividing the spoils?

Finally, after half an hour of negotiation, it was decided that Xinyuan could take away 100,000 yuan, but because the share was small, Zheng Xiaojian owed Xinyuan a favor.

"Okay, okay, you can owe me any favors you want, but don't even think about taking any more money from me!"

Zheng Xiaojian protected the card, and his voice trembled with distress when he spoke.

The farce ended, the sun set, and everyone returned to their rooms.

Jun Anyi sat on the chair, silent and looking out the window.

"What are you thinking about? It seems that your mood has never been right." Xinyuan leaned on the door frame and asked.

"Oh, it's nothing." Jun Anyi came back to his senses slightly as he gently touched his hair at the temples with his hand.

"It's just that I haven't experienced much of this kind of thing."

"I have always felt that human beings are on the same front. Superpowers and ordinary people are the same, maintaining the normal operation of the world and resisting gods."

"But I just discovered today that it doesn't seem to be the case."

"The public may have always had problems with superpowers. They think that we are a privileged class and that we rely on our power to do whatever we want."

Normally, Jun Anyi would have no one to let her say these words.

But today Xinyuan came, and she unconsciously opened her heart and started talking.

Xinyuan looked at her slightly haggard face and eyes, and frowned slightly.

He rarely saw Jun Anyi showing such vulnerability. In his impression, she was still the female war goddess who fought fiercely with the gods.

"It's normal. After all, we have never disclosed to the public anything about the servants of gods. The people don't know these things."

"Moreover, for an ordinary person without any power, a superpower is definitely the object of their envy."

"If there weren't gods, I would actually think that the biggest conflict in the world right now would be between superpowers and ordinary people."

The letter was leaning against the wall, quietly telling his thoughts.

Jun Anyi nodded, sighed, and tried his best not to think about it.

Then he turned to look at Xinyuan, showing an unusually bright smile.

"Thank you, are you here specifically to comfort me?"

"Ah," Xinyuan smiled slightly, "Actually, I just planned to go downstairs to buy food. Do you want something to eat?"

The two lived next door, and when Xinyuan was going downstairs to eat, he accidentally saw her in a state of despair.

After all, we have known each other for so long, so he just came to ask me a question.

Junanyi:

The atmosphere spoiler is you!

Jun Anyi turned around angrily and said:

"Do you want to buy it for me? I don't want to eat anymore. I want to eat yogurt."

She suddenly covered her mouth mid-sentence, realizing something was wrong.

My favorite snack is yogurt bars, so my online name is also called yogurt bars.

I couldn't hold it back and almost said it, and almost blew myself up.

"Yoghurt, you only eat yogurt, right?" Xinyuan asked.

"Yeah, right! I'm losing weight and only eat yogurt." Jun Anyi nodded quickly and said, "Yeah, right, right."

Xinyuan said: "What you said is like eating yogurt without gaining weight."

Junanyi:

Just like that, under Jun Anyi's murderous gaze, Xinyuan hurriedly took the elevator downstairs.

In an old community, five or six people gathered in a surveillance blind spot.

A servant of God in red clothes stood in front of them, with his hands raised in the air, enjoying everyone's enthusiastic gazes.

"Are you ready? Are you ready to offer your loyalty to the Lord?"

One of the people said tremblingly: "As long as you are loyal, you can get power, right? The power to fly into the sky and escape from the earth like those superpowers!?"

"Yes! As long as you are loyal to the Lord and sacrifice everything, soul and body, you will"

state!

A stone suddenly hit his head, interrupting his words and causing him to stumble and almost fall.

"Who?! Who!?" The servant of God looked around in fear, but saw nothing.

"What's wrong?" In front of him, the fanatical people were stunned when they saw this strange scene.

This spokesperson for “the Lord” seems a bit strange?

"It's okay, let's continue!"

The servant of God rubbed the big bump on his head. He could only suspect that the stone fell from the roof, but he continued to carry out his mission.

“The Lord is omnipotent, the Lord is”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three stones flew from different directions and hit him on the head.
Chapter completed!