In the kitchen, the chef was still standing there early, processing the remaining ingredients from yesterday.
When he saw Zhou Bai coming in with new ingredients, he pointed to a place and asked Zhou Bai to put the things there.
Then he asked Zhou Bai to stay and give him a hand.
Zhou Bai had finished his work outside and had nothing else to do, so he agreed.
So, Zhou Bai was in the kitchen, helping the chef with some simple tasks.
After the chef had prepared the animals' dinner, he served it in front of them one by one.
The time came slowly, 8:30 in the evening.
Zhou Bai expected that all the animals would have finished eating, so he walked over again, collected their plates and came back.
Just as Zhou Bai was passing by Director Lin's office with a plate in one hand, the office elders in front of him suddenly opened it.
Director Lin stood in the office and waved to Zhou Bai, gesturing for him to come in.
When Zhou Bai saw him, he could only temporarily put down his work of collecting the dishes and follow him into the office.
In Director Lin's office.
There are several dolls placed on his desk.
Director Lin was sitting at his desk. At this time, he was sewing a doll in his hands.
When Zhou Bai saw this scene, his eyes widened in surprise.
Imagine a man in his fifties or sixties hiding in his room, sewing dolls.
No matter how you look at it, this picture is a bit weird.
Then, the strange feeling in Zhou Bai's heart emerged again.
I don't know why, but this copy always makes Zhou Bai feel disharmonious and unreasonable.
However, he couldn't grasp where this feeling came from.
It's like a string of beads without threads that cannot be connected.
He was puzzled and tried hard to digest the scene in front of him.
At this time, Director Lin raised his head, looked at Zhou Bai, and then said.
"It's almost Chinese New Year, so I sewed a doll for all the annoying animals outside.
I plan to give it to them when the time comes.
This is a gray head, do you think it looks like it?"
Zhou Bai felt that even the way Director Lin spoke today was a bit strange.
However, I can't tell what's wrong.
He could only lower his head and look at the doll in his hand.
It was okay not to look at it, but when he looked at it, Zhou Bai was shocked again.
Director Lin said that the rag doll in his hand was sewn based on the image of Gray Head.
At that time, Zhou Bai felt that he was just a wolf except for one thing.
The rag doll in his hand looks nothing like gray hair.
Especially the rag doll's head in Director Lin's hands.
It was clear that half of it was no longer covered by skin.
Since it no longer has skin covering it, Director Lin specially used a pen to draw half of its skull.
Zhou Bai twitched his lips and asked Director Lin.
"Director Lin, if you painted Gray Head like this, he might not be happy, right?"
Director Lin raised his eyebrows when he heard what Zhou Bai said.
"My doll is made to the same proportions as Gray Head.
If you don’t blame yourself for being ugly, do you still blame me for being ugly?”
After Zhou Bai heard this, he immediately felt that something was even more wrong.
So, he quickly looked at the other puppets on Director Lin's desk.
However, those dolls were each stranger than the last, and each one was more unlike the animals Zhou Bai had seen with his own eyes.
Zhou Bai didn't know whether there was something wrong with Director Lin's eyes or his own.
He didn't know what this meant either.
All he knew was that his back was now full of coldness.
Director Lin did not notice anything unusual about Zhou Bai. He took the gray-headed rag doll and continued sewing.
When Zhou Bai saw this scene, he clenched his hands unconsciously.
It was with great difficulty that the expression on his face did not fluctuate much.
He moved his eyes away from the dolls, and then nodded to Director Lin.
"I really can't blame you."
Director Lin seems to be in a good mood today.
Seeing Zhou Bai confirming his masterpiece, he actually smiled.
But when he smiled, Zhou Bai felt the goosebumps all over his body.
"Sit down.
I'm going to make Xiaohei's doll later.
You help me first and put all these dolls into the bag."
So, Zhou Bai could only sit opposite Director Lin, picked up the weird rag dolls on the table, and put them into pink gauze bags one by one.
It was rare for Zhou Bai to sit with Director Lin calmly.
Ever since he entered this dungeon, Director Lin seemed to be angry all the time.
It is rare to be able to maintain emotional stability like now.
Zhou Bai thought of this, while pretending to be a baby, he secretly raised his head from time to time and glanced at Director Lin sitting opposite him, trying to get some clues from him.
At this time, I saw him holding a needle and thread in his hand, sewing the gray-headed tail skillfully.
That level of proficiency made Zhou Bai feel that he should have done this job frequently.
Zhou Bai really wanted to talk to him about his journey of sewing dolls.
Is it because my daughter likes it?
Or is it because he has a childlike innocence?
But every time the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.
The main thing is that Director Lin's temper is really fickle.
Zhou Bai was worried that if he accidentally said the wrong thing, he would destroy this rare tranquility.
So, after thinking for a long time, I still didn't speak.
The finished dolls on the table were quickly put into bags by Zhou Bai.
Director Lin saw that Zhou Bai had finished pretending to be a baby, but he had no intention of letting him go.
He was immediately assigned other tasks.
Therefore, Zhou Bai could only sit opposite Director Lin, helping him while watching him sew the doll.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Zhou Bai was sitting in Director Lin's office. Unconsciously, the time came to 10 o'clock in the evening.
Then, he heard a broken, hoarse, and extremely unpleasant voice coming from outside the door of Director Lin's office.
Message from the director’s daughter, the second one.
[Next to my dad’s office, there is a nightingale. It sings non-stop at 10 o’clock every night. If you hear its singing, please stay away from my dad’s office immediately, and the further away the better. 】
When Zhou Bai heard the sound outside the door, he knew it was the nightingale starting to sing again.
When Zhou Bai remembered this rule, his whole body became alert.
He quickly put down the work at hand, and then stood up from the chair with a "swish" sound.