Becoming The White Lotus Queen Of The Noble Academy Chapter 33
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Of course Tan Quelu wore this thunder suit.
Not only did he wear it, Wei Guan also took Polaroid photos of him.The young man blinked in confusion, raised his hands, and listened to the man beside him calmly giving advice.
“Tilt your head.”
“Smile gently.”
“Do you want to use this gesture?”
“What gesture?”
The man found a photo that was more trendy than LOVE, and even matched it with a popular background music for him.
Wei Guan lowered his eyes, and quickly searched for a few more screenshots of Pineapple Chuixue, and asked Tan Quelu to make a fist on the side of his face, pretending to be Pineapple Chuixue’s round hand.
Tan Quelu obediently followed the instructions one by one.
Who makes Wei Guan so rich?
Moreover, the way he looked at him was like a mist lingering silently.
A very shallow smile was hidden in the dark eyes, staring at the green man with a good eye. He had broad shoulders and long legs, and was very objectively handsome.
Tan Quelu clenched her fists and tilted her head, smiling at the man behind the camera.
Click.
The camera mouth spits out bright yellow photo paper.
Quelu lowered his head and watched with curiosity as the Polaroid gradually revealed his appearance.
Against the background of retro tones, the young man has bright eyes and a smile on his lips.He tilted his head, not looking at the camera, but looking at the person behind the camera gently.
A perfect one.
Wei Guan gave this photo to Qinglu and said calmly: “The venue outside is well decorated.”
“There are flowers, and the color matches you very well.”
“Take them all.”
Tan Quelu was stunned.
Wearing a flip-flop on one foot and a crystal sandal on the other, he turned around obediently and walked on the road to the exit with a slight stagger.
Wei Guan didn’t help him.
The young man followed Qinglu a few steps away, facing the young man’s thundering back with long arms and legs, and raised his mobile phone to take pictures.
Let’s go to wide angle again.
Drone comes again.
DJI camera comes again.
Come to the swimming pool again.
Flash the door again.
Even next to the helicopter that just landed.
Tan Quelu stood next to the helicopter, her ears filled with the buzzing sound of the wind. Her fluorescent pink top was blown up by the strong wind of the propeller, and her bright yellow beach shorts were like a majestic battle flag.
He narrowed his eyes and shouted at Wei Guan at the top of his lungs: “Wei Guan, how come this movie is coming out!”
Wei Guan put down the airplane ladder, used the floating screen to call up a popular Hanalulu video, and asked Tan Quelu to learn the moves and type calmly.
[Take this.】
A short lip-syncing video that has become very popular recently.
Tan Quelu hangs on the helicopter ladder rope with one hand, now learns a few parrot lyrics, and coolly lip-syncs amidst countless flashing lights.
After the filming, Wei Guan took the person down with one hand and asked for his opinion: “Do you want to do it?”
“Loss of face.”
His White Lotus persona can’t collapse, and it won’t be too late to show his face again after sucking up all the money from the F3s and kicking them away.
Wei Guan agreed and created a new account for Tan Quelu. After sending the video, he bought Doujia for 100,000 yuan on the spot.
Tan Que Lu thought the filming was finally finished.
As a result, the man clicked on the popular trends summarized by the company’s marketing a few days ago. While lowering his eyes to select the BGM, he calmly informed him: “Half an American has finished filming.”
“Now shoot half a Korean.”
After learning parrot language, I will learn some cold language and then learn some Japanese.
Um.
This gesture dance is good.
…
One o’clock in the morning.
After finishing the filming, Tan Quelu closed her eyes, as sleepy as a fish that rode all the way from Mexico to Inner Mongolia.
He didn’t want to walk, so Wei Guan half-knelt on the ground, held the young man’s back with one hand, and easily carried him up.
The man’s shoulder line is straight, and dark clothes make his facial features more clear-cut. Viewed from the side, he has a cold appearance that is difficult to get close to.
Tan Quelu leaned on his back, raised her head, and looked into the quiet night sky.
Due to the forced clearance, St. Weston was completely dark in the early morning, with only the lights on at the venue.
The early autumn wind was moist and cool, blowing gently on the two of them.
It was silent at this moment, and it seemed like their breath was the only thing left in the world.
Tan Quelu closed her eyes, and after a while, she said sleepily: “Wei Guan, thank you.”
Thank him for all the gifts tonight.
“You’re welcome.”
Wei Guan didn’t look back and walked forward calmly: “Thank you, Quelu, for giving me this opportunity.”
“After all, I always hope to help you materially and let you gain spiritual happiness.”
Tan Quelu hummed and replied in the same way: “Then I’m welcome.”
The man laughed silently: “So, are you a little happy?”
Tan Quelu: “Yes.”
“I am more happy now, or more unhappy just now.”
“I am much happier now.”
“That’s good.”
Wei Guan carried him on his back and felt the young man’s profile leaning on his shoulder. His eyelashes were long and his skin was soft.
He suddenly felt an emotion he had never felt before.
Like lake water, it gently wrapped around the always cold heart, so that even the voice slowed down, and he spoke slowly: “I thought you had to thank the merciful God again.”
“Of course God also has to be thankful.”
Tan Quelu immediately said: “The benevolent God does exist, but human thoughts are too complicated, polluting the innocent Him.”
Wei Guan hummed: “Yes, I think so too.”
Tan Quelu nodded with satisfaction. She was so sleepy that her consciousness was blurred. After a long while, she said in a daze: “God is not guilty… You know, I have committed too many sins in the past…”
He was repenting unconsciously again, still thinking about it in his sleep, as if this life was used to atone for his sins.
Wei Guan immediately interrupted Qie Lu, raised his hand, gently soothed the side of the young man’s face with his palm, and whispered: “Go to sleep.”
“You are already very tired, go to sleep first.”
“When you wake up, it’s a new day.”
Wei Guan does not want to seriously refute or forcibly correct any thoughts that are stubborn and cannot be changed in a short period of time.
That would be equivalent to completely denying the first eighteen years of life. Bones would be broken, flesh and blood would be reshaped, and the pain would be intense.
And the length of life will dilute the choices.
Wei Guan firmly believes that Qinglu’s soul is tough and powerful.Everyone is a product of the environment. Pruning thoughts is the taming of flowers, plants and trees.
All you need to talk about love is time.
Take your time.
Change little by little.
And before that.
Wei Guan just wants to be his backer who will never fall and his confidence who will never back down.
The elevator opens.
The man stepped through the wooden door of the room, turned around, and found that the young man’s eyelids were lightly closed, his breathing was shallow, and he had fallen into a peaceful sleep.
He smiled softly, put the person on the bed, stretched out his hand, and took off his purple crystal sandals while holding back his laughter.
Flip-flops and sandals neatly arranged together.
Wei Guan covered him with the quilt, stood up, and said in a low and calm voice: “Good night, little bird green.”
Good night.
tomorrow is another day.
…
The next day, Tan Quelu woke up at half past eight.
The vast room was silent.
The white gauze curtains cast the blazing sunlight into a hazy light and shadow. He turned his head in confusion and touched something thin and hard with his fingertips.
Quelu opened her eyes and held up a piece of Polaroid photo paper.
Yesterday, while on the helicopter, the satellite controlled the AI swarm to take photos of Tan Quelu.
It’s just that the camera’s peripheral light caught him – a man with handsome features, sitting in front of the operating table, holding a pineapple in his hand, peeling it with a knife without changing his face.
The picture looks weird like AI.
Helicopter, pineapple, fruit knife.
Colorful teenagers and men chopping fruit with a knife.
Tan Quelu looked at it for a long time, and only when she got up did she find a plate of fresh pineapple on the bedside table with ice cubes underneath, and a sticky note posted next to it:
【Your pineapple blows snow.】
[Breakfast is on the dining table. After eating, go back to the dormitory.I have work at the company, so I’ll leave now and I’ll pick you up next week.】
Wei Guan himself returned to Weiss City early and spent another night chatting with her.
At five o’clock in the morning, the assistant sent a message that there were several meetings that required his presence.Wei Guan had no time to stay and had already left St. Weston.
Tan Quelu put away the sticky note, got up, washed up neatly and quickly, and came to the restaurant.
Sit down, take photos and check in.
The bright sunshine was shining, and he chewed two bites of shrimp dumplings. After a leisurely night, his mind finally cleared up and his mood finally calmed down completely.
Tan Quelu no longer ignores the existence of the system in his mind.
He blinked and asked: [Did you trigger the retracement last night?】
He ignored the system for a whole night.
From the scream of falling into the swimming pool at the beginning, to the doubts about the arrival of the NPC boss, to the confusion when turning back.
Later, I cried with distressed eyes, praised the rainbow fart that was photographed, and whispered good night before going to bed.
Facts have proved that as long as Tan Qinglu makes up his mind, he can completely ignore any living thing.
At this moment, the system heard his inquiry and felt particularly flattered.
It answered cautiously: [No, not me, the host.】
[I checked the data all night. Last night, because the host’s behavior was excessive and uncontrollable, it was likely to cause the entire plot to collapse, so the last rewind of this article was triggered.】
The phone vibrates.
Wei Guan immediately replied to the picture of his orphanage and a cup of strong Americano on his desk.
Tan Quelu sent him a surprised emoticon and asked absently: [So who chose to turn back.】
[Data shows that it is selected by the welfare NPC.】
The electronic voice stuttered: [But, but his role in the original work is not that big, he is just a key role, so there won’t be any ideas that jump out of the plot.】
[The Welfare NPC should have been guided by the data and chose to revert unconsciously – for example, he was inexplicably distracted at work and regarded the options on the computer as a work file and clicked Confirm.】
The system looked at the host in fear, fearing that he would go too far and kill the innocent NPC boss.
Tan Quelu said nothing, forked a piece of pineapple without any reaction, blinked innocently, and chewed slowly.
Today is the last day of the three-day holiday, so there is no school.
Tanquelu finished her meal, ignored the hundreds of phone calls, WeChat messages, and messages from the protagonists in the prompt box, and clicked on the campus forum on the dome.
Forum posts exploded.
Obviously, everything that happened last night was beyond the understanding of these students.
[Shit, am I finally able to post now??Would you like a living person to answer my question?!】
[Hey, we finally have a network!】
[What was St. Weston doing last night?Bin La/Den has resurrected and attacked the city of Vis, so he wants to force us to be locked in the dormitory for a whole night??】
[So cute, so confused, and looking at the world so innocently!】
…
[The signal in the entire school is blocked, the Dome App options are all grey, the AI screen is black, and phone messages cannot be sent out – all I can say is, I accidentally entered Tianjia!】
[I just called my mom. She said they were notified last night, so they didn’t look for us.】
[I was heartbroken when I saw the F3 cars running away last night.Those security guards acted like crazy. They refused to listen and just gave sedatives after being told to leave. Isn’t this illegal??】
…
[Awesome, 666, the school’s official website has just updated the photos of outdoor activities taken some time ago, and I feel so relaxed!】
[Our lives are not our lives?Do you know that if something happened last night, we would probably die!】
[St. Weston, why don’t you give me an explanation?]
[I don’t believe it. When we all unite, the school can continue to be cold and violent.】
When these students used to bully special admissions students, they would often feel proud and happy when they saw their expressions of fear and collapse as they were unable to seek help.
When it was my turn, I realized how helpless and trembling fear was when an invisible hand violently slapped my head.
——The welcome banquet was inexplicably cancelled, and the entire St. Weston network was disconnected for a whole night. The AI swarm and security guards guarded the door of the dormitory and violently suppressed it.
This unprecedented, doomsday-like scene tore apart the appearance of St. Weston’s past civilization, clearly revealing the inner reality.
Since we choose the class concept at the tip of the pyramid.
You have to endure the consequences when the iron fist hits you.
Tan Quelu watched the forum for a while, and the screen was full of exaggerated insults, fear, catharsis, ridicule… He thought, it turns out that people are not that different from each other.
The young man lowered his eyes and clicked on WeChat. The list was filled with red dots of unread messages.
There are hundreds of clocks and evenings.
There are hundreds of summer stars.
Thank you Chenbi for more than ten things.
Wei Zhiyan has more than ten articles.
Tan Quelu blinked, her face looking pure in the sunlight.
He ate the last piece of pineapple, raised his hand, and sent a reply to them.
[Why did you leave me behind?]
Finished.
Tanquelv’s phone froze for a moment.
Countless phone messages and explanatory essays popped up in an instant. He turned on Do Not Disturb and ignored them all. Instead, he logged into his Weibo account and posted two melancholy Weibo posts.
Less than thirty seconds.
A certain familiar account replied below.
tqlhpl: [I don’t want a lot of money.
I want lots and lots of love.】
Strong onlookers – Work hard to publish the film version: [tqlhplIt doesn’t matter who is happy or miserable.】
tqlhpl: [I’m so tired of liking you.But I just flipped through the group photo sent by the school. You and I in the photo seem to match each other very well… Will you like me?
If you like it, why would you leave me?
Is there something about me that isn’t pretty enough?
How beautiful do you have to be to be loved?】
Strong onlookers – working hard to release the film version: [Quite the opposite.】
Strong onlookers – Work hard to publish the film version: [Actually, he has not seen you in person. If he saw you in person, I’m sorry, he will lie down here on the spot.】
Strong onlookers – Efforts to publish the film version: [If he sees you in person, first of all, at that moment, you have a very high-end, beautiful and cute face, and then everyone will not be able to help but kiss you after seeing it.Your temperament is very, very exquisite, and then he will see that your figure is thin-muscled and your skin is cold white, and then he will get closer to your face. Your facial features are first-class pure, and he will fall in love with you completely, and he will fall in love with you to the point of being unable to extricate himself.】
Strong onlookers – Work hard to release the film version: [Everyone can’t help but kiss you when they see you.Brothers, admit it, this is it, yes.】
The author has something to say:
Admit it, yes!
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Uncle Wei’s copywriting originated from the Internet.
[I hope to help you materially and help you gain spiritual happiness] Source from the TV series “Dwelling”