The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

  Chapter 536 Why did you change your mind

  Si Lingling raised his hand and tapped on the light screen: "You, you."

  Leng Zhengao's action made Leng Zhengao seem to be taught by Si Lingling when he had made a mistake when he was young.

   stubbornly lowered his head, and shouted weakly: "Sister."

   "What do you say this has to do with me."

  Si Lingling said funny, "You didn't know that I would come, let alone imagine that there would be today."

   "So, what your life is like depends on the kind of life you want."

  "As for whether to understand the interstellar environment, it is directly related to my own quality of life. Why do you want to figure it out for me?"

   "These things, haven't I figured out these things by myself?"

   "The last point, you should really feel ashamed."

  Speaking of this, Si Lingling couldn't help but laughed at him, "You said you, come here from such a dangerous place, what more difficult is it than when you were in Nisheng?"

   "Why have it been for several years? Not only did you not do anything for yourself, but you almost forced the palace to be murdered. I am ashamed for you."

  Leng Zhengao was so scolded that he couldn't lift his head, blushing and hanging his head: "Sister, it's my younger brother, I am incompetent."

   "Okay, I won't say more."

  Si Lingling saw him like this, her tone softened slightly, "You are also so old, sister can no longer be like tweeting to you, hand in hand to teach you."

   "Sister, Zhengao understands."

  Leng Zhengao raised his head and looked at her seriously, "I really understand this time."

"I believe you."

  Si Lingling nodded, "Anything else? If not, I won't waste time with you."

"Have."

  Leng Zhengao heard this and suddenly shouted, "Sister, wait, there is something very important."

   "Then just say it, don't make a roundabout."

   "That's right, originally I was thinking about buying today's paintings from you."

  Before speaking, the young man turned his head and looked around for a while before he whispered, “But now, I’m not going to take it anymore.”

"Oh?"

  Si Lingling raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why change her mind?"

   "Because, what my sister said can't benefit them blindly."

   Leng Zhengao squeezed his eyes, “The more they want the paintings that my sister has on hand, the more I have to suspend their appetite and drive them to do things for me.”

   "Yes, I know how to use my advantage."

   Although his thoughts were not very comprehensive, Si Lingling still praised, "Okay, then, when you want it, sister will draw another picture in person."

   "I know that sister is the best to me."

  Leng Zhengao looked at her happily, "Sister, how are you going to arrange those paintings?"

  "Do you know what effect your paintings have?"

   "I'm waiting for you to tell me in person."

   Seeing that he was really worried for herself, Si Lingling smiled very kindly, “I saw that many people in the live broadcast room asked me for paintings, so I guessed it might be effective.”

  "As for the specific effect, please tell me the truth."

  According to Leng Zhengao’s description, Si Lingling found that the information provided by Jun Moyao was almost the same.

  She nodded with satisfaction: "Well, yes, I see."

   "How do you plan to arrange that sister?"

  Leng Zhengao looked at her seriously, “Don’t just sell it to others. Just like the food you make, it’s a good thing that can’t be met.”

   "Ah, I have a sense of measure."

  Si Lingling waved at him, hung up the communication, hesitated and sent a message to Jun Moyao, but ignored him and continued to teach the children.

  (End of this chapter)