"Time is up, the game begins!" The host gave an order, and everyone started to take action.
Yan QingChi looked at Yang Xinhe and Yu Haoyuan and rushed out, raised his head to look at Jiang MoChen, "Then let's run too?"
Jiang MoChen nodded, "Go."
They both ran out quickly.
Yang Xinhe and Yu Haoyuan were running, and suddenly they saw Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen passing by them. Yan QingChi also gave him a look and smiled, "Let's go first."
Yang Xinhe was taken aback for a moment, "Why are they so fast?"
Yu Haoyuan thought for a while, "This may be their strength, after all, it is the first place in the test."
When Fei Jingyu saw Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen running ahead, he cursed treacherously and ran away. Yue Ziming hurriedly followed and ran forward with him.
Driven by them, everyone else ran along. Yu Xiaoyu watched Wei Zhihang and ran away in one go. He was a little angry that he didn't wait for himself, but he didn't want to call him, so he also cheered. , Ran towards him.
Zhang Ningwei saw that the friends around her were running fast, and she was so worried that she could not wait for Krypton to charge her individual strength. She really didn't work hard, but her sports skills were not lit up every time she ran. The 800 meters depends on the teacher's mood. If the teacher is in a good mood, she can barely pass, but if the teacher is in a bad mood, she will have to make up the exam indefinitely.
Mo Xiaoxiao frowned when she saw her unconsciously, and comforted her, "It's okay, Weiwei, don't be afraid, I have studied pottery, and it doesn't matter if we arrive a little bit slower, take your time and don't worry."
Zhang Ningwei became even more guilty in an instant, "Why can't living people lack anything like the characters in the game? As long as they are willing to spend money, they can buy anything? I have money, I am willing to krypton gold, just to lighten my physical strength , Is this request too much?"
Mo Xiaoxiao laughed, "It's not too much. It's a pity that you are not a character in the game, so Krypton cannot make you stronger. Give up, girl."
The host looked at their backs running hard one by one, exaggeratingly said in front of the camera, "Which group will win the first day of the first issue of "Best Partner", let us, together, Wait and see!"
Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen arrived on the bus. They were lucky enough to have a car coming. They got on the bus and looked at the route on the task card in their hands, "Reverse to the city center." Jiang MoChen said.
Yan QingChi nodded. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Yang Xinhe and the others chasing over. They desperately waved to the back of the car to stop the car, and laughed unconsciously. He waved to Yang Xinhe, Yang Xinhe bent over and held his knees, feeling himself But it was terrible.
Arriving in the city center, Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen reversed the car according to the instructions of the task card, and got off at Jenny Street.
He looked around at the shops, and did not see the "Rose Garden Art Museum" written on the mission card. Yan QingChi looked at the passing pedestrians, walked to a blond boy carrying a backpack, and asked him, "Do you know the Rose Garden Art Museum?"
The little brother shook his head.
He asked the girl who was waiting next to him again. The girl repeated his question and showed him the way.
Yan QingChi thanked him politely and looked at Jiang MoChen beside him, "Go a little further."
He looked at the various shops on the street in front of him, and eagerly suggested to Jiang MoChen, "Let's take a stroll, or we will be there first, even if the painting is done, the teacher judges it, and Fei Jingyu is not there, so it's meaningless."
"Okay." Jiang MoChen agreed. They rarely go abroad together. Unlike other people who record programs specifically to record programs, the two of them are more in the mood of traveling at public expense. They have never been to this street. It's okay to wait for Fei Jingyu by the way.
"I knew we didn't run so fast just now." Jiang MoChen said.
"That's different." Yan QingChi looked at him, "If we don't run so fast, our time will be wasted on the road. Where is the time to go shopping. Go, let's go in and have a look." Yan QingChi pointed to a shop .
The two of them walked in together. This is a bookstore. There is a round table on the floor near the window. There are young men and women sitting in chairs and reading books. Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen looked at the books on the shelf, and silently exited. They walked to the next door, which was a jewelry store. Yan QingChi wanted to go in. Jiang MoChen had just walked with him for two steps, and suddenly thought of something, he grabbed him, "Forget this, go and see next door."
Yan QingChi was a little puzzled, Jiang MoChen did not speak, and directly took him to the next store.
Yan QingChi thought he was weird and asked him, "Why didn't you enter the store just now?"
Jiang MoChen said in his heart, why can I be afraid that you will ask me about the ring or want to buy it. He is a little worried, why is it only May, why is it not yet June, he has been waiting for so long, why hasn't it reached Yan QingChi's birthday. He was thinking, when he looked up and saw the name of the store-candy.
"Go," Jiang MoChen turned Yan QingChi around and pushed him to the store, "Buy you sweets."
Yan QingChi heard the words and saw the name of the store as soon as he looked up and walked in happily.
The owner of the store is a young girl, wearing a high ponytail and wearing a white dress. Seeing them come in, she said welcome-in Chinese.
Yan QingChi looked at her and asked, "Are you Chinese?"
The girl smiled, "Don't I look like a Chinese?"
"Like, I was a little surprised when I met a compatriot from another country."
"Do you want to buy sugar?" the girl asked him.
She glanced at the cameraman behind them, "Are you recording the show?"
"Correct."
"Then you are the stars." The girl was a little surprised.
Yan QingChi glanced at Jiang MoChen unconsciously. He knew that Jiang MoChen had a certain international reputation in the setting of the original book, but it seemed that this girl did not know Jiang MoChen.
Yan QingChi nodded.
The girl was very happy, "Then you pick it, I will give you a discount, and I hope this section can be broadcast on TV."
"I can't guarantee this."
"It's okay," the girl smiled, "You are the first star to come to my store. Although I don't follow stars, I have some surprises, so I can give you some discounts."
"Thank you then."
Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen gathered around the sugar cabinet and began to choose candies. The girls enthusiastically recommended their signature soft candies. Yan QingChi tasted one, "It's quite delicious, the fruit flavor is full."
He picked up one and handed it to Jiang MoChen's mouth, Jiang MoChen lowered his head, Yan QingChi directly fed it to him, "How?"
Jiang MoChen nodded, "The taste is not bad, buy some."
"Ok."
The two bought some signature soft candies in several flavors, and the girl gave them some other candies and then quoted them.
Jiang MoChen paid, Yan QingChi walked out with the candy, and the girl gave two drinks a drink, "If you can, help me promote it."
"Good." Yan QingChi responded.
The two of them went out with drinks, sat down under the umbrellas outside the store, sipping drinks while tasting the sugar they had just bought.
While eating, Yan QingChi saw Fei Jingyu and Yue Ziming approaching here.
He took the drink in his hand and said to Jiang MoChen, "Let's go."
Jiang MoChen looked up and saw Fei Jingyu, then he got up with a "um".
When Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen appeared, Fei Jingyu and Yue Ziming were a little surprised.
"I thought you had already started painting." Yue Ziming said.
"I want to go, but," Yan QingChi chuckled and looked at Fei Jingyu, "Since I want to compare with you, I should still be on the same starting line with you, otherwise who knows if I win, will you I think it was because we arrived first and you were late, which caused you to lose."
Fei Jingyu laughed, "Brother Yan is really not humble, and he's not afraid to slap him in the face.
Yan QingChi took a sip of the drink and smiled and said: "Then let's look at the two of us, who was beaten in the face by then."
Rose Garden Art Museum is located at the east corner of Jenny Street. It is a very petty bourgeoisie. The owner of the studio is a man in his thirties. He is very handsome. His brown eyes always look affectionate. It is said that he He has won many awards, and it is said that he has a very beautiful girlfriend.
He looked at the four people in front of him and took out a picture of a pair of men and women drawn in pencil. The two men bowed their heads and sat on a bench.
"This painting was painted when I was in school, and it is also a painting that I have always liked. I hope you can add a follow-up to this painting and draw a scene where a boy confessed to a girl, okay?"
This is not difficult, Yan QingChi and Fei Jingyu both nodded.
"I have a question," Yan QingChi asked, "The task card says that we need to paint together, so does the length and strokes of the painting between the two people need the same?"
The boss shook his head, "There is no regulation. You can mix and match freely, but both of you must draw. I will look at you."
"Good." Yan QingChi responded.
"Then you can start. I hope you paint more emotionally and delicately. If your paintings are not good enough to me, then you may need constant revision."
"it is good."
Several people understood the rules and chose a seat. The boss provided them with pen and paper and told them that they could start painting.
Yan QingChi discussed with Jiang MoChen, "We still use the previous method."
"Then what shall I draw?" Jiang MoChen asked him, "still painting a fence?"
"Let go of the fence, the style of painting does not match." Yan QingChi had already thought about it, "You draw the street light."
"Street light?" Jiang MoChen felt that his lover probably didn't give up on his painting level, and had some expectations, to make such a bold request.
Yan QingChi was speechless, and whispered in his ear, "The rod."
Jiang MoChen understood, "It's pretty much the same."
Yan QingChi handed him the pen and paper, and pointed him a few places, "Here, here, two are enough."
"Does that seem to be a bit less painting?" Jiang MoChen was very guilty.
"Then we also draw a bench." Yan QingChi clicked on another place on the paper, "You are here, draw a horizontal line."
"it is good."
After Jiang MoChen finished painting, Yan QingChi started to write. He looked at the painting that the boss copied for their reference, and asked, "Is it right?"
"Yes." The boss replied.
"Good." Yan QingChi understood.