Chapter 308 Fairy Tale Orphanage 16


Chapter 308 Fairy Tale Orphanage 16

Landed.

Their eyes met, the person in the lower bunk next door was still awake, and no one spoke for a long time.

Finally, Bai Jing got out of bed, his eyes fell on Shi Yi, and his voice was calm: "Do you want to go out?"

Shi Yi: "Yeah."

"Let's go." After saying that, she walked directly through the door and went out if she couldn't respond.

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The corridor was deserted and very quiet. Everyone else stayed inside the house and did not come out.

Seeing her come out, Bai actually stood there and looked at her without any intention of speaking. After standing for a while, Shi Ji finally understood that he was just coming out to follow him, and he had never thought about what he was going to do.

Shi Yi was silent for a moment, looked at him without saying anything, and went straight downstairs.

They went to the yard first. The scene here was the same as yesterday, and the players who were messed up by the children also returned to their original positions.

Then Shi Jiu found the kite according to the location in her memory. There were more than one kites and they looked exactly the same. She knelt down and picked them up one by one to look at them.

Seeing this, Bai Jing also squatted down. His voice was soft and indifferent: "Are you looking for the one that was cut off yesterday?"

Shi Ji tilted his head: "Why don't I stay up and fly a kite at noon?" Isn't this obvious?

Bai Jing: "."

The two of them were obviously much faster together, and they quickly found it in that row. Being able to find it meant that the thread was still broken.

Bai Jing looked at the kite in her hand and asked, "What should we do next?"

Hearing this, Shi Jiu raised his eyes to look at him, then put the kite back casually and said, "Go back to sleep."

Bai Jing: "."

When they returned to the house, the others were already awake and looked like they were about to go out. Then, when they saw the two of them coming back, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Shi Yang patted his heart: "Sister, Brother Bai. Where have you been? I'm almost scared to death. I thought you two were lost like Liu Wen."

There's nothing to hide.

Hearing that they were looking for kites, Shi Yang's eyes widened: "Did you find anything?"

Bai Jing: "No."

They talked for a while, and suddenly bursts of voices came from outside. The voices were a little quiet, but there were still a lot of people. It should be that other players also came out and bumped into each other.

The sound disappeared quickly. It seemed that he went out to check the situation while there were no NPCs.

Shi Jiu and the others didn't sleep for the rest of the day. Instead, they speculated on the consequences of not learning the song in the morning.

Before the lunch break ended, the players who had just gone out came back again.

When the room was opened, everyone came out and clapped their mouths and yawned, pretending to have just woken up.

People who have been in the house: "."

Does this make us all deaf?

The children had already woken up when they arrived, and they had already been sorted out in the morning, so it was a lot faster this time. The bathroom in this room was very large, and maybe ten people could be together at one time. There was plenty of time, and it was much easier than the previous two times.

Xinzi, as usual, briefly explained their afternoon tasks and left.

This time it’s painting, no theme, no requirements, no tasks, just simple free play.

A player whispered: "Do you really want us to see the child?"

For a moment, everyone didn't know whether to be happy or what to do. It was true that they had no tasks, and it was true that they were under great pressure. They know better than anyone else what they are here for, and they are never really here to take care of the children.

The painting is in the yard, with four huge tables placed under a giant tree. The children choose their positions and the players watch from behind.

On the table are colorful watercolor pens, and each person has three pieces of sketching paper without any trace.

The child did not write first, but closed his eyes and frowned as if he was imagining something. (End of chapter)

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