Roaming through the world of Doraemon

“Yes, sir, I would like to see,” he said, and immediately a voice was heard.

"Me too."

"The cow wants to see it too."

“Okay, but you can’t bother them.” Ye Tiancheng had always doted on these children, so he naturally couldn’t bear to refuse them.

As he spoke, the pointed-nosed monkey hurriedly led a small figure with two small quills on its cheeks.

Chapter 289 A Lonely Journey

When the people from the booklet arrived, Wenziqi and her solitary journey ceased their fighting, humming to each other, and talking to each other.

“This is the bank’s weekly steward,” the pointy-headed monkey said, pointing to the man. “For the past three months, he’s brought a book once a week, one I’ve never read before, of course.” Then he bowed to Wen Qi and asked, “This girl, may we begin?”

“Yes,” Wen Qiqi walked over, took a stack of books from the butler, went into the school, and found a place to sit down. Then she spread out a piece of paper and picked up a pen.

Huh? How did you get the brush?

...Don't even think about it. Imagine it as a fountain pen.

When the students around me saw the way Wen Qiqi held her pen, they couldn't help but talk about it.

“Okay, if there’s no culture, there’s no culture. Why are you persisting? The pen won’t be taken away.” Traveling alone and clinging to everything will only hurt Winkey.

“If I could, I’d really like to put this pen up someone’s nose,” Winkey replied calmly.

"you"

"..." Ye Tiancheng no longer wanted to persuade anyone. It seemed that these two were prepared to die endlessly.

"Well then, let's get ready to go!" the butler called out.

Winkey grabbed the pen.

The gills of the pointed-beaked monkey were also caught—the abacus.

"coming!"

Two hours later.

"It's all over!" Winkey patted the brush on the table and let out a long sigh of relief.

“How is that possible?” The pointed-beaked monkey looked at his hand, astonished by the third of the book he held.

"So, when you finish, are you done? I don't know if I'm just writing some random strokes." He said, lingering alone on one side of Yin and Yang, seemingly out of place.

Winch suddenly wants to kill the world with winch shears.

“Stop,” Winkey shrugged, ignoring him, and said to the butler, “Butler, no, this is the result of my calculations. You’ve already settled the accounts for these three months.”

Bala talked a lot, and the butler nodded in agreement. The shameless thumbs-up said, "Miss Wen's plan is quite good. You're really kind; we haven't even gotten these books out all day."

No matter how Wen Qiqi puts the image of the fork back into the sky with a long smile, he never forgets to throw out two meaningful eyes in the middle as he walks alone.

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The monkey's gills looked embarrassed. He hesitated, then sighed, put down the ledger, bowed to Wen Qiqi, and hurried away. The lone traveler left the triumphant Wen Qiqi behind, who was also deeply considering following suit.

"Miss Wen, you're very nice!" Ye Tiancheng walked over and smiled at her.

. ........ ...

She's so handsome.

"Big sister is so kind, Yee wants to learn." A soft and clear voice reached Wen Qiqi's ears. Wen Qiqi turned his head and saw Qi Xiaowei's smiling face, which was as bright as a peach blossom.

“No problem. Do you want to learn? I can teach you.” Wen Qiqi said, pinching Qi Xiaoyi’s pink cheeks.

“Me too!” A chubby white boy pushed aside the others and squeezed in front of Wen Qi. Wen Qi stared into her eyes. Oh, it was that chubby guy who had pulled up Qi Xiao's braid.

“I won’t teach you, you’re too fat.” After saying that, Winky deliberately turned his face away and stopped looking at him.

Door.

Chapter 290 Strange Symbols

Upon hearing this, the students around them began flirting with the chubby dockworker. "Too fat."

"shame"

The chubby boy blushed, then frowned and burst into tears.

Ye Tiancheng quickly stepped forward to comfort him: "Alright, don't cry, Miss Wen is just joking with you. She'll teach you."

Wen Qiqi looked helplessly at Ye Tiancheng, this bad man. It was obvious that the chubby little boy who was 183 cm tall also liked to cry.

The first day of work as a court clerk ended quickly.

That evening, Wen Qiqi and Ye Tiancheng walked side by side on the street, preparing to go home.

"Miss Wen," Ye Tiancheng said for the first time, "When I saw you paying the bill today, I drew a lot of strange symbols on the paper, that's it."

“Arabic numerals,” Wen Qiqi said, sticking out his tongue, “are the symbols for settlement accounts in our hometown.”

Looking at her playful expression, Ye Tiancheng smiled and asked, "Where is Miss Wen's hometown?" This was also a unique way to obtain a pen.

"Well, my hometown, no matter what, still has a long way to go." Wen Qiqi quickly changed the subject, saying, "By the way, what is that solo travel thing today? People are really annoying."

"The only boy? He's the king here. I met him five years ago when I was guessing riddles during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Heh, he's really a bit rude today. But, Miss Wen, this lonely son is actually a very good person."

Wen Qiqi looked closely at his face, a face that could attract thousands of girls and make their hearts flutter. Suddenly, the thought of traveling alone crossed his face, and a sullen smile appeared on his face.

Damn it! What do you want him to do? Even though he looks like a human, he's clearly a devil in disguise!

Great flood.

How dare you call me ugly? You're better than me. But if I let you hold my hand, I'll take your intestines out and wrap you in a mummy. Oh, oh.

“Miss Wen, Miss Wayne?” Ye Tiancheng’s voice pulled Wen Qiqi out of her reverie.

Ah? Winkey should have come in a panic.

"What are you laughing at?" Ye Tiancheng asked curiously.

"It's nothing, I just feel that you don't consider me a friend enough..." Wen Qiqi sighed, feigning sadness.

Ye Tiancheng quickly explained, "How could that be? I've always considered Miss Wen a confidante."

"Really?" Finch's voice was drawn out.

“It’s true!” Ye Tiancheng said, looking at her very seriously.

“That filthy person calls you Ye Tiancheng, and I want to call you Ye Tiancheng too.” Wen Qi frowned.

"A dirty man? A lonely boy? Hmm. But there's a difference between men and women. This isn't good." Ye Tiancheng looked a little embarrassed.

"Ah! If you didn't consider me a friend, I would have known long ago." Wen Qiqi slapped her face, then wiped it with his fake sleeve.

“5.6, okay.” Ye Tiancheng had no choice but to compromise.

"Oh, yes!" Wen Qiqi cheered, then opened her eyes to Ye Tiancheng. "Ye Tiancheng, stop calling me Miss Wen. Just call me Qi'er."

"This isn't a good idea."

"Ah! You don't consider me a friend? Oh, oh, hey."

"This one is fine."

Hey, let's...

Chapter 291 A Smell

Listen to this.

"Who, Kiel?"

The next morning, Ye Tiancheng finished washing the clothes. (.) As soon as I stepped out the door, I smelled a odor.

"Ye Tiancheng, it's your turn. Come and try my craft." Wen Qi said to him as he walked out of the kitchen with a plate.

"Hmm, Miss Wen's craftsmanship is truly excellent. I could smell it as soon as I opened the door, hehe." Ye Tiancheng sniffed and praised her.

"...Call me Miss Wen?" Wen Qiqi placed the food on the table with a wronged expression, tears welling up in her eyes.

Ye Tiancheng quickly changed his mind: "Qier."

“Okay, yes. Sit down and eat.” Winkey immediately smiled.

"..." Ye Tiancheng was used to her ability to turn her face faster than flipping through a book.

　06 “What is this?” Ye Tiancheng asked, picking up a small piece of meat.

“Steak,” Wen Qiqi explained, then quickly added, “This is food from my hometown.”

“Steak? No wonder, I just said I’d never heard of it,” Ye Tiancheng said, taking a small bite and praising it highly: “It’s delicious.”

"Hey, then eat more." Wen Qiqi was in a good mood because he was praised for her cooking.

After dinner, the two chatted and laughed before heading to the private school. As she approached the school, Wen Qiqi noticed a luxurious carriage parked at the entrance. Curious, she tugged at Ye Tiancheng's sleeve. Pointing at the carriage, she asked, "Ye Tiancheng, whose carriage is that?"

Ye Tiancheng looked at it, then smiled and said to her, "This should be Xu's carriage."

Wen Qiqi hurriedly searched for the child surnamed Xu at the private school, and suddenly blurted out, "Is that a little fat boy?"

Ye Tiancheng chuckled, then affectionately patted Wen Qiqi's head: "Why do you always call him 'Little Fatty'?"

Winch shrugged. "Impossible, he's too fat." But... his family is wealthy.

Ye Tiancheng nodded: "The Xu family is one of our merchants, but in the past, nurses took him to school, so we've never seen this carriage before."

As they were talking, they reached the entrance of the private school, where a maidservant by the carriage stopped them, saying, "You two, please stay and take a walk." From inside the carriage came a gentle voice: "Madam, they are here."

After a while, a woman dressed in gold and silver slowly stepped down from the carriage. However, the arrogance on her face made Wenqi uncomfortable.

Mrs. Xu, Ye Tiancheng, bowed and then asked, "This is..."