Wednesday, June 25th, sunny.

At 11:30 p.m., Chen Wen walked out of the examination room and felt a lot more relaxed.

When walking outside the teaching building, Chen Wen happened to see the counselor walking towards him, so he began to struggle a little in his heart, whether to pretend not to see it or to say hello politely.

As a result, before Chen Wen could make a choice, the nearly fifty-year-old counselor's eyes lit up and he waved to Chen Wen and said hello: "Are you Chen Wen from Class 2?"

Chen Wen, who is 1.85 meters tall, nodded and said hello, teacher. From his altitude, he could clearly see the instructor's sparse head.

He originally thought he could slip away just by saying hello, but the counselor didn't let him go. He took out his mobile phone and came to Chen Wen's side. He coughed twice and asked awkwardly:

"Do you and your girlfriend have an account on that B site?"

Chen Wen was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the counselor was talking about Jiang Qiuyi's trumpet account that he had just registered.

"...Hmm." Chen Wen nodded, feeling even more embarrassed than the counselor.

If he had known in advance that he would be recognized by people at school, Jiang Qiu would probably have hesitated when he asked for his permission to make a vlog.

But now that things have come to this, Chen Wen has no choice but to accept his fate.

Who would have thought that a trumpet account with just 40,000 followers could be seen by people he knows?

This is too unlikely...

And the counselor doesn’t look like someone who knows how to play Bilibili.

"Actually, it's like this." The counselor patted Chen Wen on the shoulder and touched his nose to hide his embarrassment, "My daughter was watching your video at home two days ago, and I saw it."

"I recognized you right away and said you are not my student."

"But my daughter didn't believe it, so I thought if I met you, how about taking a photo with you?"

Chen Wen: "?"

Does it turn out that counselors also have such a childish side?

Chen Wen had no reason to refuse such a simple request, so he took a photo with the counselor.

When he walked out of school, Chen Wen still felt a little dazed.

Things feel very dreamy.

Is this the trouble of being famous?

Obviously the account only has more than 40,000 fans... If this account becomes popular in the future, will things become more troublesome?

No wonder Jiang Qiuyi has always been reluctant to show her face on the tuba.

Although most fans are relatively sensible, just asking for autographs and photos is already quite troublesome.

If you meet some unreasonable people...

Chen Wen shook his head and stopped thinking about it. After getting on the subway, he went all the way back to Huajing Home.

"You're back?" Jiang Qiuyi leaned out of the kitchen wearing an apron, "The noodles are cooked, come and help carry them."

"Here we come." Chen Wen put on his slippers and walked into the kitchen, bringing the only tomato beef noodle soup Jiang Qiu had learned to make to the dining table.

"Eh?" Jiang Qiuyi stood in the kitchen with his hands behind his back trying to untie his apron, but for some reason, the knot he had tied before couldn't be untied. "Chen Wen, come here and help me!"

"What's wrong?"

"I can't open the knot, please help me~"

Chen Wen looked down and found that the knot was very tight, and Jiang Qiuyi had his back to the window, so the light was a bit dim.

So he held Jiang Qiuyi's waist and said, "Turn around, otherwise you can't see clearly."

"Oh." Jiang Qiuyi turned around obediently and looked back, "What about this?"

"do not move."

Chen Wen knelt down. Because of the light outside the window, Chen Wen could not only see the knot clearly, but also the exposed white skin under the apron.

Of course Jiang Qiuyi was not without any clothes, but she was wearing a cool white vest, with her entire slim waist exposed.

Fortunately, when helping Jiang Qiuyi put on the Men in Black cosplay costume, Chen Wen had seen everything he needed to see.

So he was still calm at this time.

After untying the knotted knots, Chen Wen helped her take off her apron and hang it on the wall: "Let's go and eat noodles."

After taking a bite of the noodles he ordered, Jiang Qiu was not satisfied and insisted on taking a bite of noodles from Chen Wen's bowl.

"How long will it take you to finish your Demonic Sword Thousand Blades this afternoon?"

"One hour is enough. It should be fine at 1:30 in the afternoon."

"That's it. Come with me to Yintai to buy clothes in the afternoon."

"Um."

"Bring a camera with you when you go. I plan to shoot a shopping vlog."

"..." When it came to vlog, Chen Wen remembered the previous group photo with the counselor, but he had already posted the small video, and posting a few more would not make much difference, so he could only nod, "I know."

In short, he doesn't quite believe that all the trumpet videos can be as popular as the previous two issues.

Even Jiang Qiu couldn't do this with his own size.

Not to mention a small one.

After eating the noodles, Chen Wen went into the craft room to do the final finishing work.

The blade and handle of the Demon Knife Thousand Blades have been bonded, and the blade has been fixed.

Chen Wen spent more than half an hour to finish painting the scabbard, and another ten minutes to repair the details.

Finally, it is smeared with wood wax oil and infused with soul, and the Thousand Blades of the Magic Knife is officially completed.

Chen Wen raised the magic sword Thousand Blades, inserted it into the scabbard and pulled it out. After confirming that there were no obstacles, he started filming the finished display clip.

In a lighted environment, Chen Wen's Thousand-Blade Magic Knife actually has nothing particularly outstanding about it.

It can only be said that in terms of the "fragmentation" factor, it is indeed very restored, but just that, it is not enough to make the video a hit.

But when Chen Wen completely closed the heavy curtains in the craft room to prevent the outside sunlight from shining in.

Then turn off all indoor lights.

In an instant, the magic knife Thousand Blades lying on the handicraft table emitted a gleaming purple light that seemed to make people sink.

Even though Chen Wen had expected it, when he saw this scene, he still couldn't help but be intoxicated by it.

As for the things that can make him climax, apart from some physical stimulation, the only thing that can make him feel high is making these handicrafts.

Every time an additional finished product appeared in the showcase, Chen Wen felt that his soul was a little more complete.

This sense of accomplishment is far stronger and more lasting than winning a game.

After taking some display materials, Chen Wen opened the curtains, cleaned up the craft room, and walked into the bedroom with the camera.

Seeing Jiang Qiuyi lying on the bed, eating snacks and watching TV dramas, Chen Wen sat in front of the computer, uploaded the material from the camera to the computer, then turned around and said:

"I sent the materials to Chuhe's mailbox, so you can pack up and get ready to go."

"Yeah." Jiang Qiuyi took out a potato chip and stuffed it into her mouth, then started eating it. "We'll leave after watching this episode."

"Then change your clothes first." Chen Wen looked at the white vest she was wearing, with the tender flesh around her waist exposed to the air, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Change clothes and do...oh~" Jiang Qiuyi glanced at her exposed belly and smiled suddenly, "Why don't you dress a little sexy?"

"No, it's easy to catch a cold."
Chapter completed!