Qiao Nian couldn't go to the afternoon, Ye Zichuan naturally didn't want to go.

In the end, there was only Zhang Yang in the bureau of the Qinyou group. Tang Ning went to a large group of people.

Qin Tan was afraid of boring, and called some people again. Anyway, Qiao Nian didn't go. His celebration banquet made the battle without the size of the medical association.

Nympho

Back to the apartment.

Qiao Nian first returned to the room and took a bath, put on a bathrobe and sat in front of the desk.

She tilted Erlang's legs, showing a white collarbone under the bathrobe, the whole person was not scattered, and a person was sitting there with a kind of bombardment.

Because I haven't drawn the design picture for a long time, Qiao Nian has no inspiration for a while.

She opened the old laptop, and the software that looked out of the drawing, and pulled out a picture book from the drawer, opened the zipper of the shoulder bag, and found a 2B pencil for drawing from the pen bag.

When the knife is out, the pen tip is raised tightly or slowly.

Seeing that the pencil is about to be cut, at this time, the mobile phone she threw on the table was on.

Qiao Nian glanced at there, thinking that it was Yuan Yongqin who called to urge her to make a pen. Who knew that it was Huang Lao.

She left half of the pencil and picked it up. Although it was a bit dry, Qiao Nian's tone was still patient, polite: "Hey. Teacher."

"I bother you?" Huang Lao had a calm power than Nie Mi. The voice sounded that although it was turbid but clear, it felt a gentle feeling.

Qiao Nian leaned on the chair, staring lazily at the brush and white paper on the table, and his eyes hanging his eyes, saying: "No."

"Teacher, are you looking for me?"

She knew that Huang Lao was not a person who couldn't bother her.

At least from the joint entrance examination to this day, Huang Lao did not call her a few calls. Only the college entrance examination scored a phone call on the day of the college entrance examination to congratulate her to win the champion of the national volume.

After she came to Beijing, she hosted a school feast for her at home. Huang Lao also called her a phone call to explain it before that she did not know that she was going to have a school banquet. He was not in Beijing.

The enrollment banquet ...

In addition to these two times, Qiao Nian squinted his eyes and seemed to be able to remember when he had called her.

Today, the other party made two calls in a row.

She asked directly, and the other party did not hit Tai Chi, and asked her mildly: "Some things. Have you published academic papers on academic magazines or websites?"

"??"

For a moment, Qiao Nian was so distracted, and it seemed that Huang Lao would ask her.

Huang Lao was a calm tone, and said lightly: "It's okay, it's okay, let me ask you."

Qiao Nian took it with his hands on the desk and knocked it twice, thinking for a while, just when the other party was about to give up: "No? No ..."

She seemed to think of something, and replied slowly: "... I seem to have posted a article."

Huang Lao's tone of the mobile phone was obviously surprised, or I didn't expect: "Have you posted it?"

"Well." Qiao Nian turned on the computer and turned out his previous document records. Asked concisely: "The website is OK?"

"As long as it is an academic website, it is okay."

"Xing." Qiao Nian turned out his record, leaned to the chair, and said, "I sent you the link."

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On the other side, the Royal House Lounge.
Chapter completed!