The Righteous Player(s)

Annan glanced at Nigel Elliott who was opposite, raised his index finger, and made a silent gesture to Shisanxiang who was facing him, indicating that he would remember to keep quiet for a while.

Then he placed the "two-color scepter" horizontally under his feet-a position that he would not see when he turned his head back from the front.

Shisanxiangxin glanced at Annan with a comprehension, and nodded slightly.

Indicate that he has received instructions.

Then he kicked the Husky next to him and motioned for her to get up quickly.

Lest Annan's past rhetoric was halfway through, Huskie opened his eyes in a dazed manner and suddenly shouted "Your Majesty Annan" and messed up the matter directly.

It is true that most people can't do this kind of thing, but Husky may not.

It's better to ask how much.

Take a step back and call her up when a stranger is there. They are essentially on business trips with their leaders, and they do not hesitate to fall asleep or be polite.

Shisanxiang thought so.

Not long after they got on the subway, Husky, regardless of etiquette, just sat down beside Shisanxiang, and then closed his eyes and began to fall asleep on his stomach...without a few breaths, he fell asleep on his stomach. .

That is to say, the tea table in the middle of the four seats is a little short, and the Husky can only sleep in the chair.

Otherwise, she will most likely perform her unique skill that was used to make up for the class quickly in front of Annan.

Although this subway is not the same as the subway they use when commuting...the only thing in common is that they are all underground.

But with this name, the Husky felt very sleepy.

As soon as I get on the subway, I start to feel sleepy—just as I usually do when I commute to and from get off work. Shisanxiang is on the subway and likes to wear headphones to listen to music, watch videos or collect some intelligence.

The husky is the type that can stand and start to sleep while holding his mobile phone and holding a pillar in the middle of the subway.

Because Huskies are indeed relatively more sleepless.

It's not because the Huskies will work harder than Shisanxiang—in fact, the Huskies will get off work earlier.

It's just that Huskies usually play games until after twelve o'clock, and will play on their mobile phones for a while after they go to bed. When to go to bed depends on when the group of friends go to bed......

"The group of friends have not slept yet, am I suitable for sleeping!"

Huskies would answer so rightly and confidently: "It's impolite to talk about the heavens and the people are gone!"

As if trying to kill the group of friends.

——Of course, Shisanxiang learned about it later, and that was all an excuse.

Because the Huskies have some friends who have a time difference with him, even if the Huskies stay up until dawn, they won't sleep...

"...Huh...huh?"

The Husky was kicked, made a strange noise and woke up: "What's the matter..."

"Occasionally I really envy your sleep quality..."

Shisanxiang sighed, turned his gaze to Annan, and winked at Husky.

"what?"

Husky was more awake, but still did not hear what Shisanxiang was muttering, nor did he understand his eyes.

She leaned her face over, her long white hair exploded from being shrunk in the chair, making her look like a large white fluffy dog, and asked with some confusion: "Why do you speak so quietly? Your throat is hoarse...Are your eyes uncomfortable?"

"It's okay. I mean the quality of sleep for heartless people is really high..."

Shisanxiang finally gave up the idea of ​​clarifying with Husky.

He directly stretched his hand to hold the Husky's neck, broke her head, put his index finger in front of her mouth, met the Husky, and nodded again to confirm.

Husky glanced back at Annan, suddenly realized that he quickly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and nodded again and again.

"Hey……"

Shisanxiang sighed helplessly.

He glanced at the husky, and couldn't help but exhorted: "If you want to sleep, remember to tie your hair up and put it in front of you, or you can look better when you sleep. The rubbing is messy, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"...I want to cut this hair."

Husky murmured bitterly, "Long hair looks good when I pinch my face, but it's troublesome to wash..."

...That's not what you deserve.

Shisanxiang is trying to say something like this.

But he thought for a while, if he gets support, he might actually cut his hair. But after a few days, I will regret it again, "Ah, why did I cut my hair?"

...How to put it, the dumb brothers are quite cute after they become beautiful girls.

Shisanxiang sighed again.

Obviously I didn't even have a wife, so I felt the feeling of being a father in advance...

Raised is still a silly girl.

The fate of this person is unpredictable. Who knows one day the stupid son in his dormitory will become a stupid girl...

While the two behind him were still muttering, Annan had already got up and walked to Nigel's side.

They were in the same carriage, but Nigel subconsciously sat in the corner. This leaves some distance between them.

When Annan sat next to Nigel in the posture of "The Last Work: David", he was obviously shocked.

Seeing a middle-aged man with black hair, dark eyes, deep features, a kind and cheerful smile, sitting across from him without realizing his life, Nigelton was startled when he was reading.

Mainly because of his sharp eyes as a famous painter, he can analyze the figure and many details of the opposite at a glance.

The figure is not half bloated, full of strength and grace, just like a sculpture carved by a master sculptor. And if he is a warrior with many battles, then the skin that is too fair and not dry and rough is even more contradictory.

It is precisely because Nigel knows the human body enough that he realizes something is wrong.

His eyes moved quickly between his fingers, and he quickly caught a silver ring.

——Sure enough, an extraordinary person.

And he's also a high-ranking silver rank transcendent...

Nigel's heart suddenly tightened.

Hearing the murmur that deliberately lowered the voice behind him made him feel a little flustered-this is obviously something I want to say, and I don't want to hear it. If you can have this reaction, most of it means you have recognized yourself.

But sitting on the edge, without even backing the drawing board... Shouldn't your identity be exposed so quickly?

"Hello, Mr. Nigel... I should have admitted my mistake, right?"

The middle-aged man with a kind and cheerful smile sat opposite Nigel: "I am your fan!"

"...Yes, isn't it."

Nigel looked embarrassed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He obviously didn't believe it very much-but the situation in front of him seemed to be unbelievable.

"it is true."

The middle-aged man's face became a little more serious: "I have liked your paintings a long time ago.

"That was very early, very early... I don't just like your current paintings. I also like those... clumsy and hard-working paintings before that'twenty years of silence.' It is a painter who wants to vomit his heart out and exhausts his best.

"It's like a flame struggling to burn in a snowy field-I like the light that bursts out of that effort."

Hearing this unexpected speech, Nigel raised his head in a daze.

He stared at the middle-aged man blankly.

Suddenly, the eye sockets were a little red.