The creative requirements for the 16th Jin Dynasty were also announced at 6 o'clock that morning. When Hao Yunyang raised his head from the bed with a drowsy head, it was already bright. In other words, the sun shone on his butt.

"Oh, it hurts!" My mind was very heavy. As soon as I looked up and touched the dazzling sunlight, Hao Yunyang unconsciously let his hands down and fell back. After a while, he fell asleep.

Liu Ming, the second landlord who was sleeping in the room next to Hao Yunyang, had just gotten up at this time. After grabbing his phone and seeing the time, he wanted to continue sleeping, but he could only grit his teeth and climb up from the bed, rub his nose and lean on the back of the bed, raised his hand and patted the wall behind him, his voice a little hoarse: "I said, have you gotten up?"

“…”

"Are you drunk?" Seeing that Hao Yunyang had not moved for a long time, Liu Ming pulled open the corner of his mouth and laughed proudly. Although his hands were rubbing his temples to make him more awake, the smugness on his mouth was also indispensable: "Haha... I asked you to blow, the two of them had only been sixteen bottles, and they were as proud as something. Do you know what a master is? I am a master! Wow..."

Wow, he vomited all over the floor. Liu Ming coughed violently for several times before he got a little angry and blushed: "I won't tell you more, you'll fall asleep by yourself. It's half past ten, it's time to go to the store to make money..."

What? LOGO competition?

Go and go, can Liu Ming still not know his level? He can use some means to get votes for himself, and he took a full four days to get the logo. Fortunately, it was not sent to the Internet, and it was unexpectedly used on the computer.

If you really have a real sword and a gun, you may be beaten wherever you are. It takes time, effort, and hard work, and you won’t get any benefits. You can only do it!

Where did Liu Ming's voting score come from yesterday? This kid directly copied the voting link, then ran to various groups, forums, etc., and posted advertisements all over the world. But he didn't talk about voting and attracting people. He added a line of words before the link, and every click was a valid voting. After all, this voting does not require registration and login.

In this line of words, he wrote: The 73-year-old beast grandfather created a twelve-year-old girl, and took the video throughout the whole process as a threat, but unexpectedly leaked out. Please click on the details...

Then here is his voting link...

Liu Ming went to the store to take care of business and play mahjong, and by the way, he played Mavericks with those card friends. Time flies quite quickly, while Hao Yunyang's time flies faster, and he wakes up...

"I'm my dear mother! It's five-20!" I woke up from my sleep in a daze, reached out to grab the phone and saw the time on it. Hao Yunyang was shocked and his mind recovered. He jumped up from the bed without saying a word. He didn't care about dressing or something, so he rushed to the computer in a pair of shorts and turned on the computer, waiting anxiously for the computer to turn on.

At the moment when Hao Yunyang turned on the computer, the comment column at the bottom of his personal introduction page of the competition was already a big deal. The reason is that each contestant will display it on the page after clicking to receive the task, and the contestant will also receive the requirements for LOGO creation.

But it was already five:20 now, and there were still 40 minutes left before the end of the game. On Hao Yunyang's personal page, the task status was still unacceptable. One of the other thirty-one players was also called Evil God who did not accept the task. However, from the insults in his comment column, you can tell what happened to his victory yesterday. Who would still pay attention to him?

Tonga: What's wrong with Brother Meteor? You must hold on. It's just a 1.38-point gap. Let's just catch it back. You can't give up!

Elegant crazy: I still expect Brother Xing to win the championship and dominate the world, why did it suddenly disappear? Didn’t you give up?

The magical lake crab: a coward, I will give you a middle finger.

Scarecrow: Don’t wait, everyone has given up long ago. Cut, who is this?

Brother Fuyang Orange: When you get up, you must get up. You must never let it go! I have Viagra here. Do you want me to mail one to you? One hundred and two, American goods, contact information...

At this moment, Mr. Wang's face turned pale, and he refreshed the page of the Moon Chasing Meteor again and again, but what he received was disappointment again and again.

"What's wrong?" He slapped the table hard, and the teacup placed on the table was also shaken three times. The originally calm water surface showed traces, just like Mr. Wang's mood at this moment, and it was uneasy to the limit.

"Mr. Wang, or we might as well praise others..." Seeing that it was already five-25, Vice President Yang Zhisheng was also filled with anxiety and couldn't help but say: "This moon-chasing meteor is so capable of putting on airs, he..."

"Please others?" Mr. Wang's face was instantly halfway down, and he suddenly turned the laptop in front of him, aimed the screen at Vice President Yang Zhisheng. The expression on his face was so gloomy that it could drip out of water: "You can take a look!"

"This." Yang Zhisheng hesitated for a moment, then raised his legs and walked forward a few steps. When he saw the results currently displayed on the computer screen, his face suddenly changed: "Why did he come up?!"

"Is there anything strange?" Mr. Wang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Have he made fewer trips on us in the past few years? I knew that he would jump out of loneliness this time, but with this moon-chasing meteor, I felt much more at ease. If he got the first place this time, what do you think he would do?"

"Refusing to sign the contract." Yang Zhisheng thought for a moment, and was shocked in his heart, and suddenly looked up: "He will give us a loud slap!"

"No," Mr. Wang narrowed his eyes and said, "In another three minutes, if this Moon Chasing Meteor doesn't take action..."

"What?" Yang Zhisheng asked hurriedly.

"Just call him! Do you still need me to teach me?" Mr. Wang roared in anger. Yang Zhisheng, who had no shares at all, could only smile and nod and leave Mr. Wang's office, with a piece of flesh on his eyebrows squeezed together.

"There are thirty-two minutes left." He turned on the computer and logged in to the web page. He looked down at the time on the desktop. Hao Yunyang took a long breath and moved his mouse to open his personal page as quickly as possible. He didn't bother to read the comments below and was proud of me. He directly clicked the option of participating. When the desktop screen dimmed, a bright dialog box popped up in the middle. It was exactly the creative requirements of Hao Yunyang's 32 and 16th Jin.

"It must be too late!" After a rough glance at the creative requirements, Hao Yunyang directly pulled down the web page, clicked on the silly icon, and entered the password, and kept muttering in his heart: "Drinking alcohol will make a mistake, drinking alcohol will make a mistake!"

Thirty-two minutes later, the 16th competition of the 32nd and 16th will end and enter the jury's scoring stage. If the work has not been submitted after time, it will be deemed to be automatically abstained...

The requirements for the creative material are to use the English letter H, which can be used to choose deformation or to express it in the form of characters or animals and plants...

"Jiuzhou Heavy Industry." Hao Yunyang muttered these four words repeatedly, and his eyes suddenly fell on a LOGO template. His eyes suddenly lit up and he slapped his thigh: "It's you!"
Chapter completed!