Come to a red checkered telephone terminal booth.

Lin Hai entered the pavilion, allowing the continuous changes in the advertisements on the telephone light screen to change, and the light and darkness on his face reflected a dark face.

An unmanned telephone booth and a lonely person, this look is like those thin oil paintings of famous artists that can be sold at sky-high prices.

But after a moment, the advertisement on the phone light screen suddenly disappeared, and a few characters appeared in the blockbuster back with blank space.

"The moonlight rises, but you are as tragic as a poet."

"When did you speak so sourly."

"How is it? From time to time, there is a smell of the wise man Jalov?"

"There is only a smell of potassium nitrate being knocked over..."

"At least I'm not so tragic... First there is that imperial idol, and then there is an earl's adopted daughter... It seems that you are particularly unfamiliar with a woman. Do you really want to end your singleness in your college career?"

"I think I should find your true identity, and then block your external data links, so that you will never be able to watch a romantic action movie in your life..."

"Wow, you're really vicious. Fortunately, you don't know where I am..."

"But then again, you shouldn't be so lonely that you need to chat alone, so you stand here, right?"

Standing there for a moment, after some pedestrians left by the telephone booth, Lin Hai said, "Notify Redil... the Earl is about to take action against Zhao Jing's fifteen secret factories that make tobacco in the asteroid zone, and let them spread the news and spread it to the Zhao family's ears."
Chapter completed!