Yan Yi laughed: "Let him play by himself. You'll be fine, train hard, and don't keep causing trouble."

"Why did I cause trouble? Brother Chu didn't give me credit for writing the report? Can't you take a look at me, why did I cause trouble?"

The door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and Bi Lanxing stood at the door a little rashly. He just turned his head around, gave Yan Yi a respectful salute and said, "President, I really like Ah Yan, no matter what. After many years, I will still take care of him as I do now. You may think it is ridiculous to say 'love' at our age, and you will not take my guarantee to heart, but I still want to say, I want to date Lu Yan, please You approve!"

Yan Yi took the phone: "..."

Lu Yan: "..."

Bi Lanxing: "..."

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Lu Yan: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ah

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(small theater)

Lu Shangjin: "Look at what our children have bitten your children into! Is this a joke! How did you educate your children?"

Bi Ruijing: "? Isn't that our child's disadvantage? I can see how Lu Yan bullies us all day long. Well, they are starting to bite their teeth now! Look at this rabbit head mark, it's fast Biting my face! How can I go out?"

Lu Shangjin: "It makes sense. Hang up, see you later."

Bi Ruijing: "????"

Chapter 148

The peach blossoms at the corner of the street were blooming, and in the evening, several old people were chatting under the trees on crutches, watching the children running around in the open space.

This narrow street is a tourist street. The handicraft shops on both sides of the road are doing very well. The shopkeepers are desperately trying to attract customers, hoping to make enough money for a day before dark. The law and order here is very poor. , Most of the shops close at 6 o'clock in the evening.

The lights of the street shops were dimmed one by one. Only one doll shop was brightly lit. Wooden cabinets were placed in the glass windows. On each floor, there were four to six doll heads that had been fired and had been painted. No eyeballs were attached, and the hollow head looked a bit terrifying under the warm light. On each floor of another wooden cabinet, there were ceramic hands and feet of different shapes.

There is no one in front of the store to solicit business, only a golden and blue colored macaw hangs on the hanging wood in front of the door, and occasionally someone will come to pick up the customized doll.

The price of these dolls is astonishingly high, but if a daring and careful tourist dares to take a closer look, they will find that each doll has a completely different head and expression, with distinct eyelashes and a faint cyan on the rosy cheeks. Vessels, vivid expressions and really worth its price.

The glass of the doll shop was tightly closed, and the shop owner in charge of the operation could not be seen through the gap between the two wooden cabinets in the window.

There is a medieval European-style round table and matching chairs and stools in the slightly cramped shop. The long room is divided by the counter. Behind the counter seems to be a work room. There are a lot of unfinished dolls stacked on the board, the hands and feet and spherical joints that have just been fired and not polished are in the drawers on the ground, the light in the room is very dark, only the workbench in the corner is lit with a warm lamp.

A suit hangs on the wall, covered with plastic wrap to keep the dust that permeates the room from getting on the expensive fabric.

The puppeteer, dressed in plain overalls and a dark brown leather apron with buckles and black half-palm gloves, sits at a workbench, holds a resin-made right forearm and right hand, and uses a knife and sandpaper to correct some details.

Eris was sitting on his work table, holding a goblet in his left hand, the wine in the glass swayed slightly, and his right arm disappeared from the elbow, revealing the spherical white bone joint of the elbow and the blood-red broken section. Although the arm that had been cut off by Bai Chunian had regrown because of the experimental physique, Eris always felt uncomfortable.

The puppeteer pulled the tendons on the resin arm, connected it to the ball joint of Eris' elbow, and asked him to move it.

"Did you do this with your own hands?" Eris raised his resin arm and clenched his fist. His five fingers were also very flexible, but the arm was not yet colored and looked pale.

"No." Knicks gave him a look at the bill. "It's an arm imported from France, with the artist Moir's name engraved on the inside. It belongs to the collection."

"I don't like it." Eris glanced at the burnt arm, "Pick one for me."

Knicks was accustomed to his unreasonable troubles, took off his gloves and rubbed his neck: "It's almost time, it's time to do the thing I gave you."

There was a soft crack of glass cracking, and the goblet in his hand was shattered by his snow-white resin fingers, and he held the sharp end to Knicks' throat: "I'll go when I'm done, or I'll take it out. This collectible arm sawed up."

Knicks glanced at him, and reluctantly went to the ground to pick up a rough arm, sat back in place, put on gloves, and smoothed the skin of the arm under the light, followed by the matching spherical joint and right hand.

The right hand is delicate, made up of fourteen spherical joints and fragmented knuckles. Nix works silently under the lamp, and Eris sits on the table and looks down at the blond hair hanging from his forehead.

"Okay." The Knicks replaced him with a new ceramic right arm, trying to check the tendons of each finger. "This one is cheap, and it's not as strong as that."

"Then I don't care, I like this, this is beautiful." Eris clenched his fists, spread and closed his flexible fingers, and held Knicks' fingers, "Do you think such an arm can sense pain and temperature?"

"No." Knicks smiled perfunctorily.

"Yes." Eris' light green eyes reflected the lamp and snow-white ceramic arms, "It's warm, maybe a little over thirty-six degrees, a temperature I don't have."

"By the way, does it have your name engraved in it?" Eris asked.