Glamorous Self-Help Plan

After chatting with the editor of this comic website for a while, Qi Qingxi temporarily rejected his invitation on the grounds of consideration.

The editor was not in a hurry, and told him to give him time to think about it.

Qi Qingxi doesn't have the motivation to draw comics yet. To a certain extent, he has nothing about the so-called plot, character design, and outline, and he doesn't dare to just agree to it rashly. After all, he will start working after signing the contract.

[Laziness in the bones is the worst thing. 】

Qi Qingxi rolled his eyes, "This week, I will list out the outline of the main line."

Already made up his mind, Qi Qingxi packed up and prepared to go to the nearby supermarket for big shopping. He bought a lot of things, most of which were instant food. After all, he would have to stay at home for the next week and couldn't order takeaway.

Speaking of takeaway, Qi Qingxi couldn't help but sigh.

Renting a house, but not being able to eat takeaway, this is no different from the sky falling to him, a culinary idiot.

It's just that people can't die from starvation, those so-called delicacies from mountains and seas can only be eaten out, or they can go out and buy them and eat them at home...

But since it's all called 'takeaway', who wants to go out and buy it!

[No way, who made your neighbor a charterer? 】

The whole building belongs to him. How many houses were demolished by Gao Leng's neighbor?

Carrying two big bags of food into the elevator, Qi Qingxi leaned against the elevator wall to pant slightly, and took off the mask smoothly.

Because he is so good-looking, the uncles and aunts downstairs like to grab him and chat with him the most. In order to avoid these enthusiastic but presbyopic old friends, Qi Qingxi will wear a mask whenever he goes out to cover half of his face. It will be discovered, but the exposure rate is far less than before.

Before the elevator went up, the elevator doors opened again.

Qi Qingxi stood up slightly, and saw Gao Leng's neighbor, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, walk into the elevator indifferently.

Embarrassed, do you want to say hello?

When he was struggling, Gao Leng's neighbor spoke first.

"Going out to buy something?" His voice seemed to come from his nasal cavity, low and lazy, as if he was casually chatting with Qi Qingxi, but he didn't really care what he did.

Qi Qingxi paused and hummed.

After a while, he heard the man say softly, "My name is Zhou Yueduo."

The other party suddenly introduced himself, and Qi Qingxi was flattered. He opened his eyes slightly, stared at Zhou Yueduo's profile, and hummed again after a while.

This response was much softer than the previous one.

"What about you?"

Qi Qingxi was taken aback, raised his eyebrows and said each word: "My name is Qi Qingxi, I have introduced you before."

"Yeah." Zhou Yueduo said, "I don't remember."

I'm so angry, I don't want to keep smiling.

Zhou Yueduo: "What do you do?"

Qi Qingxi replied blankly: "No job."

Zhou Yueduo: "Squatting at home?"

Qi Qingxi: "Squat."

Zhou Yueduo sneered, "It's a lie."

Qi Qingxi turned his eyes away, not looking at Zhou Yueduo in the mirror, "I'm not lying, I'm just staying at home."

"Do you know the rental price of an apartment in Canyang Apartment?"

"I know." Qi Qingxi shrugged, "I just signed the contract not long ago."

It is a bit expensive, but compared to the apartment I rented before, Canyang Apartment is a little cheaper because it is older.

After finishing the words, Zhou Yueduo looked sideways at him, and after a while, he let out another chuckle.