Raising You This Small Stuff

The wine moved softly along the glass wall, and the amber was as crystal clear under the dim light. The slender and well-knotted hands held it up, the wine in the glass moved, and the light and shadow in the deep eyes flickered. With a light sip, Mo Yicheng leaned against the bar and looked to one side lazily. The perfect mandible almost screamed under the lens, and his face was indifferent and noble in the shadows.

"CUT! It's perfect!" After a day of close shooting, the director's mood was still high, and Mo Yicheng's lens and the effect of this face were far beyond his expectations.

Some staff nearby also whispered, lamenting Mo Yicheng's appearance and acting skills. I originally thought that Mo Yicheng would not be too involved in an advertising film. Unexpectedly, when filming it along the way, several girls burst into tears when they saw Mo Yicheng's performance at the climax of the plot. Everyone admires Mo Yicheng's professionalism even more.

The filming was temporarily over, and Chen Jiao stepped forward and returned the phone to Mo Yicheng.

Ever since I was willing to live in the phone, except for the phone when Chen Jiao kept the phone during the filming, he has never left.

"Brother Mo, I may have to shoot later today. I will order the food according to the usual collocation." Chen Jiao said.

"I'm not hungry yet, you can eat some first." Mo Yicheng clicked on the game, the system showed that the wish was over from school, and the school bus would send people back in ten minutes. Seeing Chen Jiao still standing there, Mo Yicheng asked, "Why not eat?"

Chen Jiao let out a loud voice, and the fleshy fingers pushed the glasses, a little embarrassed, "I'm losing weight recently, so I won't eat dinner."

Mo Yicheng looked at Chen Jiao without malice, and when he looked closely, there was indeed a slight change.

"Chen Jiao, your body shape... is it because of illness?" Mo Yicheng had seen Chen Jiao's file. The photos in college were very sunny, a gentle and moist boy, not very good-looking but very attractive.

Chen Jiao nodded, "Well, when I graduated from college, I had a serious illness. I used hormone drugs and I gained a lot of weight. Afterwards, I was very busy at work and I couldn't control my mouth."

Mo Yicheng looked at Chen Jiao's moist eyes under his heavy lenses, and smiled: "If you want to lose weight, you can ask Ken to help you make a fitness and diet plan. The equipment in my nanny car is also up to you. Just ten million Don't be blind. It's impossible not to eat anything like this." Ken is Mo Yicheng's personal fitness trainer, and Chen Jiao also recognizes him.

Chen Jiao said gratefully: "Mo Ge, thank you."

While talking with Chen Jiao, the school bus swiftly carried the elf back to the residence.

Is willing to be the first to get out of the car, wave goodbye to everyone, jumped out of the car with short legs, and then rushed to his small apartment.

Although there are kind teachers, students with similar interests, and a cafeteria that provides a variety of meals, he misses Mo Yicheng all the time.

Yuan Suo ran all the way back to the apartment, yelling Mo Yicheng, the small schoolbag bumped behind his buttocks, and when he entered the door, his feet slipped and the bag was firmly dropped to the ground.

Mo Yicheng could only watch the little thing fall to the ground through the screen, and rolled two laps. Fortunately, the chassis was so low that it didn't hurt.

"Mo Yicheng, I'm back!" Yuan Suo got up, his excitement was not affected by the fall.

Mo Yicheng felt distressed and helpless, and while checking for damage, he asked: Are you tired? "

"Not tired!"

"Are you used to studying at school?"

"I'm used to it. There are many teachers and students in the school, and they can also learn a lot of knowledge. That's..."

Seeing Wang Suo hesitated, Mo Yicheng thought he had encountered something unhappy, and hurriedly asked: "What's the matter? Someone bullied you?"

"No." Yuan Suo shook his head and groaned: "Mo Yicheng can't be seen in the school."

Mo Yicheng was stunned, stared at Yuansuo for a while, and said, "What did you learn today?"

I wish to break my fingers and talk about my experience today, what lessons I have taken and what I have learned. Mo Yicheng listened to him, as if he saw a kind of light on this little thing, it was so clear and pleasant, and the fatigue of the whole day disappeared.

After Yuan Suo finished speaking, he thought of putting down his schoolbag. Mo Yicheng found that Yuan Suo's schoolbag strap didn't seem to be fastened, so he said, "What happened to the schoolbag?"

I was willing to hang my head and explain in a self-blame: "I...I couldn't manage it myself. A classmate said that he wanted to help me, but it broke. I was not careful."

Mo Yicheng frowned slightly. This small schoolbag was a limited edition of LV he bought in the mall. The price was five digits. How could it be broken if it was zipped casually. However, in order not to make Yuan Suo self-blame, he comforted him: "It doesn't matter, if it breaks, replace it with one tomorrow. Take this one for repair."

Is willing to ask nervously: "Can it be repaired?"

"Yes, if we can't fix it, we will get a new one."

"Wow, that's great." Yuan Suo Tian really believed it, and then squatted down a little bit to take out the contents of the schoolbag, preparing to take the empty schoolbag to repair.

Mo Yicheng said, "The classmate who helped you, do you have class together?"

Would like to ropeway: "Well, we are on a school bus, and we have all learned cooking, so we are classmates."

"What kind of person is he?"

Yuan Suo thought for a while, "I'm... taller than me."

Mo Yicheng: "..."

"The skin is very white, especially white. He doesn't like to laugh or talk. But he talks to me again."

"Really? What did you say?"

"Hmm... just ask what my identity was before, what the player did, and where I live."

Mo Yicheng felt uneasy and asked: "Did you tell him?"

Yuan Suo shook his head, "No, Dudu's identity can't be told to others. Mo Yicheng's identity Dudu can only be told with Mo Yicheng's approval. I only told him what kind of house I live in."

Mo Yicheng's expression softened slightly, and he said, "You did a good job." With that said, his heart was still not at ease. After all, the "intelligence" of this game surpassed the existing technical knowledge. Just like a world of different dimensions, then this world with self-thinking will not be under absolute control, and the wish is too simple, and the world in the game is beyond control, which makes him very troubled.

Mo Yicheng went to the store and bought a new schoolbag for Yuansuo and a smart watch with positioning navigation. Fortunately, I don’t have a lot of time for class every week. There are only three full-day classes (two days of art and one day of cooking) and one and a half days (performance).

Tomorrow there will be a half-day class, the next two days off, and then two art classes, one day off. This way, overall it is reasonable and will not tire the little guy. Of course, Mo Yicheng hopes to really learn something and achieve something, but if he can't, he won't force it. Small things are just sitting at home and watching movies all day, and he can afford it.

Ding!

[System News: The elf Dudu successfully completed enrollment, passed the points, and upgraded to level 3. Unlock permission: item transmission. Specific operation method: output from the game space, the elves can freely choose the output, the player needs to consume a certain amount of gold to take out the items in the game; input from the real world, only the player needs to take a photo of the item. 】

In other words, things in the real world can be input into the game, and things in the game can also be output by the elf.

If everything about this game before is just speculation, then such an operation is definitely not possible with existing technology or any means.

Yuansuo naturally received the information, but he was still in the process of digesting, poking his fingers into his belly to study how to choose items.

Mo Yicheng clicked to enter [Transfer Items], a camera icon appeared in the upper right corner of the game, click in. After turning around, I took a picture of a bunch of flowers on the table.

Click. Photos are the same as usual photos, nothing special. But in the next second, the thing that shocked people's chin happened, and the bouquet on the table disappeared in no time. But the bouquet in the photo on the phone fell at the feet of Wansuo!

Mo Yicheng shook his hand in shock, almost unable to hold the phone.