"This is a pig's head"... "Big pervert"... "Is it handsome?"... "The most shameless bastard in the world"... "Miss, give me a call?"... "Shameless"...

There are many patterns mixed between the text, including pig's head, red heart, bird, and some of them can't be seen at all. In short, it is messy and colorful, and it is painted from the neck to the calves, the front, chest and back.

Amidst the bursts of laughter, Chen Chong's face was still in a state of grief, and his heart was still beating. He handed the windbreaker to Zhang Aijia, who was pulling the corner of his mouth and stretching his face hard. Then he raised his arms and acted as a strongman, and said, "Everyone, stop laughing, don't just watch, hurry up, go and do preparation activities. The temperature difference is large at noon, and if you don't prepare, you will get cramps when you jump into the sea. Come on, Ningning, take a few photos for me to commemorate."

Ning Ning smiled with a pursed lips, took a few photos with her camera, then yelled and said, "Brother Shen, there is no film, don't move, I will continue shooting."

She was a novice in photography. She squatted on the ground and frantically fiddled with the camera. After working for a while, she still couldn't pretend. Seeing this, Zhang Aijia threw the windbreaker aside, walked over to help her, and quickly installed it.

"Thank you."

"Nothing." Zhang Aijia smiled. She walked to Chen Chong, held his arm, and made a funny move in conjunction with it, saying, "Come and take a photo for us."

Ning Ning hesitated for a moment, then raised her camera and took a few photos. Seeing this, several brave employees around him came over with a smile and asked for a photo. After a long time of trouble, they each dispersed.

"Ningning, give me the camera, I'll take a few photos for you." Zhang Aijia saw Ningning's eager expression, so she walked over, took the camera, then took out a colored pen from her pocket, handed it to her, and said, "You can also draw your Brother Shen's face."

"ah?"

"Go." Zhang Aijia bewitched her and said, "Didn't he say he wants to entertain the public? Just let him have some fun. Katar Iu is not here, please draw a few strokes for her."

When Ning Ning heard this, she took the watercolor pen and ran over. She smiled and looked up at Chen Chong, saying, "Brother Shen, what you said, if you don't go crazy, you will get old and offend."

Chen Chong broke through the can and gave up, bent his knees slightly, and looked at death as if he was home, saying, "Come on, don't draw too much, otherwise others will say I'm shameless."

Ning Ning held the brush, turned her head and thought for a while, then scribbled a few strokes on his face. After finishing the drawing, she held Chen Chong's arm and posed for a few photos.

After taking the photo, Chen Chong saw Zhang Aijia smiling and asked, "What is she writing?"

"It's nothing, I just labeled you."

Chen Chong wanted to ask, but he saw Zhu Jiading at the entrance of the station hall pointing his wrist and making a gesture to give time.

"Forget it, I'll know what it is when I finish running." Chen Chong puffed out a few times and said loudly: "Everyone, please pay attention. The naked run will start now."
Chapter completed!