Everyone Thinks That the Fake Daughter Has Deep Problems

When Mingjiao said that she wanted to design clothes for Shiyan to repay her, she was not joking with the system. In fact, since the idea was born, her inspiration began to sprout, and the general idea was also formed in her mind.

Now I go to the studio because I want to discuss with those experienced designers, and I can ask for advice in time if I have any questions.

With this in mind, she stepped into the door of the studio, and the cool air blew in. The girl at the front desk, who was used to her daily clocking in, greeted her warmly.

Mingjiao also responded with a bright smile, and at the next moment, she was attracted by a blush in her sight.

It was the girl I saw last time. She met Mingjiao face to face, and her eyes slid past Mingjiao without any waves, and took the elevator to go upstairs.

But this time Mingjiao saw her more clearly, and found that she might be of mixed race, and her pupils turned out to be a misty silver-gray.

As a model, she is not short, but she is not so tall that she feels oppressive. Her face is too delicate, and her temperament is very cold. She really looks like a beautiful doll.

The girl at the front desk noticed Mingjiao's gaze and sneaked closer, "Boss, you are also attracted by Xiaoying's beauty. She is really cute, but she never likes to talk to people."

This is a girl with a naturally enthusiastic personality, and she has some face control, and she talks very casually after getting acquainted with her.

"Xiaoying is her name?" Mingjiao turned to ask her, "Is she a signed model of our studio?"

The girl at the front desk nodded, "Yes, a model dedicated to Hanfu and Lolita. Hey, the gothic style she wore last time looks like a night elf, and it almost kills me."

Ming Jiao was amused by her, "Are you the Nine Lives Cat?"

He seemed to say the same thing to her last time, "I have to be beautiful to death every day, and nine lives are not enough."

The girl at the front desk smiled and scratched her head in embarrassment.

Mingjiao talked and laughed with the girl at the front desk, and planned to go to her own dedicated design workshop to find some handy tools, and try to draw the ideas in her head.

When she was taking the elevator, she thought of Xiaoying's beautiful silver-gray pupils again, they were really unique.

She couldn't help sighing to the system, [Tong, do you feel that the content of kaolin flowers around me is too high. 】

Tang Xiaoyu, Mingyue, Shiyan, and Xiaoying just met are not the lively type.

After the system thought it over, it spoke nonsense in a serious manner, [Maybe the host is the legendary catnip physique, specially designed to attract high-cold cats and cats. 】

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When a person is immersed in one thing wholeheartedly, time will always pass quickly without knowing it.

After Mingjiao finished the last stroke, she threw the pencil in her hand on the table. She rubbed her sore neck, "I'm so tired...is it dark?"

The sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows has been wiped dark, and the night scene is beginning to appear.

The sound of the system floated slowly like a cool breeze outside the window, [I reminded you twice, the host ignored me and came out, why don't you spend the night in the studio today. 】

Mingjiao thought for a while, and found that she had no recollection. The things she didn't remember were all supposed to have never happened. It's useless to worry about what has happened, let's go back quickly. 】

As he spoke, he tidied up all the tools neatly.

system,【…】

[The host is stronger than you, or you are the master, and I am the assistant. In terms of being shameless, I still have a lot to learn. 】

Mingjiao felt a slight pain in her conscience, she always felt that after following her, a pure and flawless son would probably grow into an old fritter.

In case of indecision, change the subject.

Mingjiao picked up the design drawing on the table and unfolded it, 【Look, this is what I drew. You don't have to worry about it anymore, I need to go to the street to perform chest crushing before I can eat. 】

The system is still very pleased, 【Yes, I think Shiyan will like it too. 】

The above drawing is a simple and low-key black dress, which is suitable for Shi Yan's personality and dressing style, and can indeed be used for various banquets.

[But the host Great Wall is the first step, don't be proud! 】

Once the design is done, she can ask someone to help make the clothes, but it's not as good as sewing her own stitches and stitches. She is still busy.

Mingjiao herself thought the same way. She thought that she would not be able to come to the studio for a while, so she simply packed up the tools that she could use for cutting and sewing and brought them back.

At times like this, she was particularly envious of Tang Xiaoyu's space ability.

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Mingjiao packed her things and was about to talk to Manager Hu again. Manager Hu usually didn't leave the studio at this time.

It's just that she just opened the door of the workshop, and the familiar heart seemed to float with the premonition that an electric current passed through, and a similar silence spread around.

Mingjiao paused, put down the things in her hands and walked to the wide window in the corridor. Through the window, she saw that beautiful big white boat floating in the sky.

The silence around was uncomfortably oppressive, but it didn't last long before it was broken by a heavy object smashing through the glass.

Mingjiao withdrew her gaze from Tianzhou, and a strange voice of confirmation definitely came from downstairs.

The floor she is currently on is not high. On the third floor, the voice seems to be coming from the first floor.

The system reports the situation in time, [the host has bad news and good news. The bad news is that the monsters are downstairs, but the good news is that the supernatural beings are also there. 】

After finishing speaking, it waited for Mingjiao's reaction, but from the first day it knew Mingjiao, there was no panic on that charming face, and it is the same now.

[The movement this time was a bit louder than last time. Not only was there no such loud noise last time, but no objects were damaged after a battle. 】Mingjiao is thoughtful.

The system sighed, [Maybe it was because the number of monsters was small last time, and they were controlled into the barrier in time. 】

Mingjiao, [What about now? 】

System, [the number of monsters this time is twice as much as last time, the barrier has not been fully rolled out, and the superhuman is also trying to kill them with all his strength to prevent them from spreading around. 】

Mingjiao walked down the stairs slowly, every step landed silently, she asked as she walked, [System, does your 100,000 volts have a chance of winning against monsters? 】

System, [Host, I actually have other means of attack, don't really just think of me as Pikachu. 】

It complained, [And you are not sure if I can deal with monsters, why are you still going down? 】

Mingjiao smiled, 【Because according to your tone, there is only one supernatural person nearby. If she can't stop us, we will be in danger to a large extent. Since this is the case, the distance of one or two floors is not bad. 】

System: It seems to be the case.

But the point is that it feels that even if it can't withstand the siege of a dozen monsters, it is not a big problem to run away with the host.

[Let's put it this way, hosts, monsters, and supernatural beings are all from the legal system, and I am also from the legal system without any pressure to fight directly. 】

[It's a pity that I have restrictions on how to shoot, and I can't do it directly. I need you, the host, as a medium to unleash my power. 】

The system's explanation did not exceed Mingjiao's expectations, she had already made similar speculations. If the system can do everything by itself, there is no need to bind the host at all.

The system also said, [However, the consequence of doing this is that once someone sees and asks you for the source of your power, it will be difficult for you to explain.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, especially in a world without extraordinary power, the system is in an auxiliary mode, and cannot activate the attack mode by itself, nor will it use the host to display attack methods. 】

[It turned out to be like this. 】Mingjiao said,【Thoughtful consideration, speaking of my previous strength in this world against those monsters, maybe I have the power to fight? 】

After all, Tang Xiaoyu said that successful warriors in this world can also deal with monsters.

It's just that the technology and extraordinary power of this world are much stronger than her original world, and martial arts are probably the same.

If her original world was a low-magic world, then this world was at least a medium-demon world. Using the martial arts of a low-demon world to fight monsters in a medium-demon world, what are the chances of winning.

[The power of a battle must be there. If we can collect data about warriors in this world, we can make more accurate judgments and comparisons. 】The system said.

[But generally speaking, we classify it as a legal attack, and warriors like you, the host, are physical attacks. In the game, no matter physical attack or magic attack can cause damage to monsters, this theory is also applicable in this world. 】

[To put it bluntly, it's not that physical attacks are useless against monsters, it's that attacks with insufficient strength are useless. As long as it is strong enough, any attack method is useful. 】

With such an understatement by the system, the heaviness brought about by the dead silence has been washed away a lot.

Mingjiao soon arrived downstairs on the second floor, except for the sound of glass shattering just now, there was no sound, it seemed that the barrier had been completely rolled out.

She took lighter steps and stepped into the range of the stairs on the first floor.

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Outside the lobby on the first floor is a world isolated by barriers. Mingjiao took a few steps forward slowly, and saw ripples like a curtain of water swaying in front of her eyes.

She once imagined the scenes of monsters and supernatural beings fighting them. In her fantasy, the battle scenes may be bloody, cruel, wild fighting, and fierce confrontation.

The latter did exist, too, but not as she had assumed.

The skirt of the girl in the red dress bloomed in the air, like a flaming red flower burning to the extreme, and every arc of the skirt torn by the wind seemed to have vermilion petals falling.

The girl held a slightly long silver gun in her hand, but what was fired from the muzzle of the gun was not a bullet, but a silver streamer that could also form the fruit of death.

Mingjiao finally saw the legendary monster.

how to say? Although they are huge and filled with a kind of savage ferocity that cannot be tamed, they are not ugly in appearance.

If I have to say what they look like, I can only say that they look like leopards. Its body is three to four times larger than that of an ordinary adult leopard, its body is pitch black, and its eyes are dark gold or purple.

The way of fighting is basically the same as that of beasts, except that when they roar or raise their claws, there will be energy similar to supernatural powers under the claws in their mouths, like light waves and invisible blades, with great destructive power.

But these monsters that seem to be able to easily tear ordinary people like pieces of paper are vulnerable to a single blow in front of the girl in red.

Silver and red intertwined and fell on the black monster, bringing an extreme aesthetics of violence.

The monsters that died soon turned into deep purple or pure black petals, gradually withering.

It was a magnificent battle full of fantasy.

As Mingjiao's idea fell, the battle has also come to an end.

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In the dark rain of flowers, the girl in the red dress withdrew the silver in her hand, and her figure stabilized again.

When the last petal withered and disappeared, she suddenly stopped, and then she seemed to turn around.

The square of the building behind him was empty, and the whole area was extremely silent because of the barrier, which even gave the illusion of standing in an empty city to the people in it.

The girl did not relax her vigilance because of the emptiness and silence behind her, she took a slow step, and the footsteps of Martin boots falling on the ground were also silent.

Soon she walked into the hall on the first floor.

The girl at the front desk sat blankly on the chair, her consciousness was confused and chaotic.

The girl in the red dress glanced slowly over her, every corner of the hall, to make sure that there was no second person, and the vigilance in her eyes dissipated a little.

She turned around and looked at the shattered glass on the left, her pursed lips added a rare arc of distress, which made her look more lively.

But she didn't do anything, she stayed in place for a few seconds, and left quickly, as if she hadn't rushed here not long ago.