The Fall of the Vampire

"Fighting fighters... hurry like a law!"

Following her low shout, ten paintbrushes flew up at the same time, completing the entire painting at ten times the speed.

Ximen Qing watched from the side, and said with emotion: "Taoism is convenient."

Yes, being able to live with the zombie Ximen Qing made her so scared. In addition to being a landlord, Song Yunwu is also a Taoist nun.

This skill of controlling objects is very spiritual, and afterward, the ink flew out by itself.

The ink color is like a dragon, swimming quickly on the drawing paper, quickly filling the position that should be colored.

In this way, a beautiful black and white drawing is completed.

"Oh, not bad." Ximen Qing clapped her hands in praise.

Song Yunwu's painting skills are really strong, the painting style is very beautiful, and the painting done with Taoism is also impeccable. Although this newly formed ship girl is different from all the ship girls in his memory, she is indeed very beautiful, with a good figure and good face, which can definitely arouse the interest of nerds.

"But why does this look familiar?" Ximen Qing took a closer look, "Fuck! Isn't this me? You violated my portrait right! Give me money!"

"I'll give you a head!" Song Yunwu gave her a blank look, "It's just a bit similar! You have the entire woolen portrait rights! And if this painting is sold, you will have money to get it!"

"Uh...it seems so." Ximen Qing also admitted.

Next, the two rushed to work overnight until 5 o'clock in the morning. Finally, I finished the remaining 19 line drafts.

"Can this work?" Song Yunwu was a little uneasy, "You complained about me not having a plot before, isn't this even more plot-less? 15 of the 20 pages are all human settings, and the remaining 5 pages are just some simple daily routines. Will readers like it?"

"Don't worry, I understand a man's mind better than you do," Ximen Qing assured, patting his chest, "How do you think a fanbook will be opened repeatedly, instead of being thrown away after reading it?"

"Hmm..." Song Yunwu was lost in thought.

"Of course it can be licked!" Ximen said, "You can remember the plot after reading it once. What shocking plot can be packed in 20 pages to make people think about it again and again? The main thing is the visual stimulation. It can be used as spell-casting materials, and the 5-page plot is just added casually to make them more lively, do you believe that if you put some poison on the chests of these ship girls, you will be arrested the next day?"

"Crack!" Song Yunwu sounded quite reasonable at first, but when she heard the last sentence, her expression darkened, and she slapped Ximen Qing, "Who wants to poison you! You're the only one who will be arrested!"

"Ah~" Ximen Qing yelled, and said, "It's just a chestnut, you won't be able to marry after you are so fierce, but this is also good, my woman doesn't need other men to touch her."

"Who is your woman!" Song Yunwu glared at her.

Ximen Qing quickly looked away and whistled guiltily. However, she doesn't know how to blow up, so it looks like she's blowing up a balloon that doesn't exist. "Pfft - puff -" the saliva spewed out.

Song Yunwu said: "Your illness of fantasizing that you are a man is probably hopeless. Compared with that, I have to remind you, sister Ximen, you should check the time."

"Ah?" Ximen Qing subconsciously looked at the wall clock on the wall, and then his face changed suddenly, "Fuck! 5:30! I'm dying! I'm dying! The sun is coming out!"

She hurried back to her room, threw her pajamas on the floor in a hurry, and changed into a thick down jacket. He put on a pair of sunglasses and a mask that covered most of his face, and then took a peaked cap, making him look like a suspicious person.

After changing the equipment, she hurried out again. Although she was only late at 8:30, as a zombie, she was most afraid of the sun, so she set off early every day and entered the room before the sun became fierce. It's too late to go out at 5:30 today.

At the door, Song Yunwu was waiting for her with a bag of sucked jelly: "Take it." This is Ximen Qing's blood bag, and she is in charge of it on weekdays, otherwise she will be sucked up by this zombie in half a month .

Ximen Qing took the blood bag and ran out the door: "I'm leaving!"

Song Yunwu looked up at the whitened sky, and couldn't help squinting her eyes: "Well, not only zombies, the sun is also a natural enemy for us cartoonists." After speaking, she hid in the villa.

Ximenqing struggled to get on the bus despite the "big sun" to her, and arrived at her workplace smoothly after taking 3 stops.

Bilan Flower City Kindergarten!

Yes, she is a kindergarten teacher.

After saying hello to the guard, Uncle Qin, she went in. Because the leaders above have not acted as a monster recently, no one came so early except her.

Ximen Qing randomly found a corner, opened the blood bag and began to suck.

嘬嘬… ge~~~

She had a queer voice.

For a zombie, blood sucking is really the highest enjoyment, even more exciting than generating electricity. This warm feeling all over her body almost made her go to heaven.

However, the happy time is always short-lived. A pack of blood was sucked up in a short time. Because of the special material, there was not even a drop of blood in it.

"Damn! You're stingy, that's all." After routinely complained, Ximen Qing sat there in a daze.

Afterwards, colleagues from the park also arrived one after another, and after 8:30, the children were also sent one after another.

It is worth mentioning that this is a private, high-end kindergarten, and those who can come in are rich people, so the cheapest car to send their children is also a high-end car starting at a million dollars, although Ximenqing’s car logo is also expensive. Just don't know.

Ximen Qing stood at the door of the classroom, seemingly picking up children, but she was actually looking at the wives who were sending their children to school.

Those who can afford this kind of high-end kindergarten must have money in their families. Except for a few families with heroines, most of them are mothers who send their children to school.

These are all great beauties who can be seen by rich people. With an average height of 1.65 meters, good looks, long legs, and very tasteful clothes, Ximenqing feels like she is watching a model catwalk every day.

[This is probably the real lady, right? ] She often thinks so.

Before time travel, he always felt that girls should talk about cosmetics, bags, and new clothes all day long. Ever since she came here to work, she realized that she was wrong before. Only some ignorant little girls and those peripheral girls would pay attention to those things.

For truly high-class women, there is often only one core topic of their topics, and that is children.

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