Chapter 72： Spiritual realm

But because he hasn't signed a formal contract with the platform, if he immediately withdraws money from the balance, he will have to charge an additional two thousand handling fee.

Shocked by the pit of the platform, Ling Huan's settlement interface was suddenly squeezed behind by the pop-up chat dialog box.

——Doomao official is contacting you——

Assistant Xiao Wang: Mr. Ling, are you interested in signing an anchor contract with our Doumao platform? If you agree, according to the platform’s preliminary assessment of the live broadcast content and quality today, we can give you an A-level contract. This is the highest level among all newcomers’ contracts, and there is no limit to the daily live broadcast time. I think it’s very suits you.

009 gets excited, [you can sign with him, the host will have a lot of side missions that involve live broadcasting, and now he gives you very good treatment. 】

Ling Huan nodded slightly, wondering if it was due to physical habit. Although he had just been exposed to optical brain, he was able to use it smoothly and type and type quickly for a while, "Is it free of charge after signing?"

"Yes, Mr. Ling."

The assistant Xiao Wang was patient and attentive, and gave perfect answers to all the questions of the newcomer Ling Huan. After happily finalizing the contract, he directly became the matchmaker. He also used a new account in Ling Huan's live broadcast room and was named the house manager. When Ling Huan's next live broadcast, he can simply maintain order.

The efficiency of the other party was extremely high. In just a few minutes, when Ling Huan opened his homepage again, the anchor level appeared, and the account name became red and v was added.

The black card successfully received a large sum of money. Ling Huan was in a good mood and packed the ready-made salted chicken. After packing it in a delicate and thick carton, he would use it for the delivery of cooked food from the chef. The heating bag is attached to the bottom of the box.

Lu Jinbei's slender limbs steadily stepped on the cold tabletop, leaned against Ling Huan's hand and looked down, and found that Ling Huan was writing.

I don't know where the boy got the colorful post-it notes. Words were written on each of the square pieces of paper.

Lu Jinbei looked at the thin and long penholder between his white fingertips, writing gracefully and powerfully, and the distinct joints on the back of his hand were like slender butterfly wings.

With some effort, he took his eyes away from Ling Huan's hand before he could see the smooth line of words on the piece of paper.

——The chicken nuggets should be eaten while they are hot.

Ling Huan tapped his chin with the pen, feeling that the content looked a little cold, and he took the pen and added a little love to the back.

The only fly in the ointment is that in addition to Lu's little love can be seen, the other four pieces of paper are all caused by Beibei pressing him with his paws. The drawn shapes are strange and become wavy lines.

When Lu Jinbei lowered his head and pressed the pen, the tip of his nose was nodded, and then his ears were punished again.

"Bebesson paws, be good."

Lu Jinbei suddenly woke up from the state of just wanting to grab the pen, suddenly retracted his paw and even took two steps back, the cold table slipped, his hind legs almost fell off, and Ling Huan reached out and held it down before sitting firmly. .

He lowered his head, turned his paw over and looked at it for a while, then stretched out his sharp nails and then violently retracted it, and grasped it back and forth twice in an annoyed manner.

What was the weird feeling that suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart when I watched Ling Huan want to draw love to others?

Lifting his eyes to look at Ling Huan who was rewriting the note, a small window directly opposite the kitchen shined in the red golden afterglow in the afternoon, giving the boy a warm outline and curled and long eyelashes. Gently trembling twice, as if feeling gaze, turned sideways and glanced at him, the amber pupils were full of smiles.

Lu Jinbei suddenly felt that the spiritual realm he had been dull and obscure had stopped, and even abandoned all the noisy sounds around him.

There is still a hint of sweetness that has not completely melted on the tip of the tongue.

It seemed to hear something very slightly growing in his spiritual realm.

...

After Ling Huan fell asleep, Lu Jinbei quietly left the villa, surpassing almost half an Ole Star very quickly, and stopped at the door of a private mental health clinic that had gone out of business, and took out a pass smoothly. The door was opened in the early hours of the morning.

"Admiral Land, I knew I shouldn't turn on the light brain before I was about to enter the beautiful dreamland, so I wouldn't hear from you." Dr. Flander, wearing a white coat, had blue eyes and was angry. Coming over, he slapped a paper box that was still scented on the table, and said loudly, "And what is yours? What's yours! Fried chicken!"

Lu Jinbei gave him a look of approval, "Yes."

Mental power lit up a red light for a long time to warn. He rejected the omega mentor sent by the royal family "kindly" for countless times. After weighing it, he chose the most reliable one among the several beta doctors specializing in spiritual fields in the empire. When you leave and return to Olesing, you must be injected with a tranquilizer on time.

Flander sniffed his hand, "How can you send food to the clinic late at night, and you still don't allow me to take a look at it!"

I don't know which chain store bought the item from StarCraft, and the people who smelled sweet through the paper box were angry.

"It happened to be coming to your place in the evening, so I filled in the address here."

Lu Jinbei took off his gloves, took the paper sticking to the paper box, and rubbed the completely dry black writing on it with his fingertips.

Ling Huan, his address in Olesing, knew that it was impossible to fill in the military headquarters, so he had to fill in the clinic.

It's a pity that I can't eat it while it's hot. It's early in the morning, and even if the heating paste is posted, the contents are already cold.

Take out a piece and put it in your mouth. The chicken pieces are still crispy and firm.

Lu Jinbei paused after eating the nutrient solution for a long time and felt that everything tasted the same. After chewing carefully, he started to eat in order.

Seeing Lu Jinbei's rigorous movements, Dr. Flender swallowed, "I think you may not be able to eat so much."

Lu Jinbei glanced at him and said slowly, "I can."

"I won't charge today's consultation fee. You can give me a bite."

Lu Jinbei tore a piece of meat to him with a grim expression, and placed it on the table in the expectant eyes of Doctor Flanders.

Doctor Flander looked at the chicken shreds as big as a finger and cried out in disbelief, "Are you kidding me? Don't be so stingy! Anyway, I've been sick for so many years after seeing me here. Every chicken nugget must be measured and distributed to me with a ruler?"

"Report the name of the store to me." Discovering that Lu Jinbei really refused to give up, Dr. Flanders couldn't get up at all. He stood up and turned angrily to turn on the lights in the consulting room, and said angrily, "Tomorrow I will Go buy it too."

Lu Jinbei curled his lips slightly, "No, you can't buy it at Olesing."

There was not enough chicken shreds between his teeth. Flanders watched Lu Jinbei angrily open the window to ventilate after eating. He looked back and found that although Lu Jinbei did not wear gloves, his hands were naturally placed on his desk. , A person raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Have you been relieved of your anxiety symptoms recently?"

Lu Jinbei said, "I should have come for a tranquilizer three days ago, but because some things have been delayed, it seems that the mental realm does not have the unbearable pain before."

"This is indeed good news." Dr. Flender kindly gritted his teeth and pushed his glasses. "But can you tell me why the appointment time is now in the early morning?"

He knocked on the dial of Lu Jin Bei, "It's one o'clock in the morning."

"I just stood up and opened a window to stare at Venus."

Lu Jinbei glanced at him, "Aren't you a doctor? Why is your body so weak?"

"Does it have anything to do with me being a doctor?" Doctor Flanders smiled. "I'm just an ordinary and smart beta. I need to sleep at night, Mr. Admiral."

"Sometimes I feel that as a beta, I am even qualified to have access to such a high-level alpha on land. You must know that this kind of opportunity is really grabbed by the omega carder to squeeze my head. Before I Still rejoicing, but now I feel so unlucky that I have to go to night shift..."

Flander looked up and searched for diagnostic tools in his tall cabinet, came over with a pile of instruments and thick black film, adjusted the order of the films to the light, and found the first one.

"Because every time your spiritual realm is extremely closed, we can only take this primitive method."

Flander took out another one with the backlight standing in front of Lu Jinbei. The two overlapped and placed in the air, and said with emotion, "Knowing that during each diagnosis process, you have overlapped a dozen times from these mimic black mental power films. What do you see on it?"

"It's your spiritual realm that refracts the double image. The stronger the spiritual realm, the clearer the overlapping images,"

"In the dozen or so times that have been recorded, your condition was the worst before you left Ole Star last time. What you saw was the torn hurricane vortex and the cracked dry ground. Before that, there were never-ending thunderstorms and rainy days. Very bad situation."

Flander looked at Lu Jin Bei's pupils slightly contracted under the light, and asked without interrupting his thinking.

"Then this time, what did you see?"

Lu Jinbei's gaze was focused on the black film, and the imaging was fast and peaceful this time, his shoulders suddenly straightened when he saw the content clearly.

The lips that have been pressed tightly open and close slightly, "A white flower."

"White flower." Doctor Flanders added a piece of film on his own, and suddenly stopped. "What did you just say? The scene in the spiritual realm will change at any time according to the weather outside. Of course, your spirit The domain is a special case before this."

"It's definitely winter now."

Lu Jinbei whispered, "I don't know."

"But a flower grows in my spiritual realm."

The author has something to say

[The winter in the spiritual realm has been too long and too long, and spring should come. 】

Recently, I was squatted with a powder bag, so the time to start the powder bag tomorrow will be at the end of the previous day's speech. The babies set an alarm and pick it up on time. The time will be different every day.

Do you send the powder bag tomorrow at 8 o'clock in the evening~