Tang Qi's words immediately sent Rose's imagination running wild. Thinking of herself with a human body but a beetle's head, she could not help shuddering violently.
The cute, beautiful head "embedded" in the beetle's body shook several times, as if trying to dispel the fantasy in her mind.
Tang Qi paid no attention to the brother in the upper bunk, nor did he touch the twenty-four foods that smelled so tempting yet made him nauseous.
His searching gaze finally settled on a messy table embedded in the wall not far away.
It held many things: books, sketches, a strange instrument, several wooden blocks... None of those mattered. What truly caught Tang Qi's eye was a crumpled newspaper in the center, apparently reread countless times, already yellowing and fraying around the edges.
Tang Qi walked over and discovered that the headline was about "himself."
There was even a black-and-white half-length photograph of him on the front page. He seemed to be standing in a courtroom, wearing prison garb and Shackles, staring into the camera with a wicked smile. Tang Qi did not remember ever looking like that.
The beetle Rose, who had already flown onto Tang Qi's shoulder, leaned her little head close to his ear and whispered:
"Very handsome. Evil Tang was clearly extremely charming too."
As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Qi could not help sighing.
Then he pointed at the text beneath the picture and said helplessly, "Whether I'm charming or not is another matter, but I'm certainly evil enough."
Their gazes converged, and they quickly saw the special report Trembling Daily had prepared for Tang Qi.
"Brothers and sisters, we have always believed life to be beautiful, governed by its own order."
"But exceptions are always born, and they destroy all of this with the 'malice'