Chapter 33: Zhang Zhang Classic

Hello, don't rush to get off the line!

Hao Yunyang typified a string of words: My team can't just enter, and I can't get in without any ability!

The black se’s avatar lit up, and Feixiong outside the frontier replied with another sentence and then went offline again, or invisible: Don’t be too confident. There are two experts you don’t know about in this competition. Everything will be discussed when the dust is settled.

"It seems you said." Hao Yunyang closed the chat box of Feixiong outside the frontier with laughter and cried, continued to sit on the stool for a while, and then muttered: "Two masters I don't know? Let's take a look!"

After getting off the QQ, Hao Yunyang put on the vest of the moon-chasing meteor and started wandering around in the mission China. After participating in the competition, he had to take on the project? Zuoshan Xiaozhang is not Hao Yunyang's xng. After taking three projects, he clicked on the software to find suitable templates. He did logo design to achieve the goal of Hao Yunyang. Not to mention the latecomer, he was definitely an ancient person.

"Little Bear, what do you think of this competition?" There were seven people online on a private channel of yy. A man's deep voice came from the computer speaker, very low and quite stylish.

"Do your best." Mu Xitong leaned on the back of the chair, held a cup of tea and sipped it gently, saying, "But Caiyun Piaopiao and Jiangnan have participated in the competition with the moon-chasing meteor. In addition, you and Brother Ling, the top four are no longer my share. We strive to compete for the top eight."

"Haha." As soon as Mu Xitong's words fell, a man's chuckle came from the speaker, very peaceful, with a hint of joking: "I didn't expect that when our little bear sister was still unsure, the strength of that colorful cloud piaopiao was still alright, but it was still much worse than Brother Zhao Zhen. Unless he showed off his evil creativity, the first place would definitely not be as good as him. It was the Moon Chasing Meteor. Oh, Brother Zhao Zhen, what do you think?"

The man with a strong voice who had spoken before pondered for a moment and said, "I can't see through it."

"How do you say it?" The other six people in the channel asked at the same time, all with a sense of asking for advice. There are men and women. From this we can see that Zhao Zhen's position in the minds of these people.

"This moon-chasing meteor is very strange." Zhao Zhen thought about it and said with a hint of suspicion: "I have carefully studied his logo works and found that almost every logo has a completely different style. I believe you can understand whether it is normal."

"Yes." The net name has only one word and said, "It is difficult for everyone to change once the thinking pattern is formed. There are more than 20 works, more than 20 creative ideas and design styles, and there is no repetition. From this point of view alone, this moon-chasing meteor is really weird."

"But it is undeniable that his strength is really strong." A girl's voice came from the speaker, very soft, with a hint of respect: "This is a refutation."

"Xiao Ai said it well." Zhao Zhen said: "These more than 20 works are all classics. I mean the weird ones, which means his font style."

"Font style?!" Everyone was stunned.

"I don't know if you have found it." Zhao Zhen said while playing: "Seven of the fonts of these more than 20 works are almost the same. This is an instinctive preference of designers. Often senior designers will deliberately restrain this instinctive preference, but this moon-chasing meteor is different. Not only does he not avoid it, he follows his instinct again and again!"

"Oh..." Zhao Zhen's words were a profound teaching for the other six people on the channel. In addition to that Zero, five people, including Mu Xitong, sighed lightly, not knowing what they were sighing.

"Whether great wisdom is foolish or return to nature, in terms of all points, it shows the strong strength of this moon-chasing meteor." Zhao Zhen said with a smile: "If he really wins the first place this time, I think the problem that the seven of us have been controversial for a long time can be solved."

Speaking of this, Zhao Zhen ignored the surprise of the six people and asked, "Little Bear, have you done the matter I asked you to contact him before?"

"Yeah, I did it." Mu Xitong nodded softly and said, "From the chat alone, this person is pretty good, but I don't know what kind of person he is in reality."

"It's a blessing for you." Zhao Zhen smiled and said, "You are in Shanghai and are close to him. After this competition, if he gets the first place, you go to Wenzhou to meet him and find out in person. The final decision will be discussed together. "

"Okay." The six people responded together.

"Then let's go first." Zhao Zhen said: "Keep in good condition and try not to take action until the creative requirements are announced tomorrow to avoid confusing your thoughts."

"Yeah." Mu Xitong agreed, turned off the channel, got off yy, and stood up and left the small study room, or the workshop.

Standing on the balcony, stretching his slightly stiff body lazyly, Mu Xitong looked into the distance with her eyes and said to herself, "Catching the Moon, can you?"

"Why can't I?" Hao Yunyang looked at Liu Ming, who looked like oil on his face, and patted him on the shoulder earnestly, and said, "Old Liu, Lao Liu, it's not that I said you, if you don't know how to deal with you, don't do it. I have to keep making such a big noise, but fortunately it didn't hurt anyone!"

Looking at the mung beans sprinkled on the ground and the distorted pressure cooker, Hao Yunyang shook his head: "To be honest, I have never seen anyone who cooks mung beans and adds mung beans to two-thirds of the height of the pressure cooker. Don't you know that mung beans will swell and mung bean skin will block the air outlet?!"

"Just you can say it." Liu Ming was also feeling scared at this moment. He bought four kilograms of mung beans and poured them into the pressure cooker. As a result, he added water and turned on the gas stove and went into the house. He wore an evil god's vest and wandered around on the mission China website. Unexpectedly, after more than ten minutes of entering, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded outside. When he came out, he found that the pressure cooker had fried. He rushed over and was shiny with water beads on his face.

However, although there was a mistake first, it was completely impossible to make him bow his head and admit defeat in front of Hao Yunyang. Listening to Hao Yunyang's words, Liu Ming curled his lips: "If you have the ability, please try cooking a pot?"

"Isn't convinced?" Hao Yunyang looked at Liu Ming with a funny look, nodded and said, "Then I'll cook a pot for you to see."

As he said that, Hao Yunyang looked down at the mung beans on the ground, and said with a pity that he tsk twice, saying, "The ones on the ground cannot be used, and the pressure cooker is broken. In this way, you go and buy a pressure cooker and I go and buy mung beans. If I cook it in the end, what do you think you will do!"

"What else can I do?" Liu Ming rolled his eyes and said proudly: "I signed up for a master design competition online. After I got the bonus, I would like to ask you to go back to Jinhui for a good meal!"

"Master Design Competition?" Hao Yunyang immediately showed how you could do it. In the end, he didn't say anything and turned around and went into the room to change his clothes. Master Design Competition? Isn't it the one in Mission China?

Hao Yunyang thought strangely.

Chapter 34: It's an old gangster

The first time, it was really the first time I wore a suit worth more than 600 yuan.

Standing in front of the mirror, looking up and down, a small British-style suit with a beige-white jeans, white-bottomed and black-edged shoes, and a refreshing short hair, Hao Yunyang was very satisfied, and at the same time he understood the meaning of the sentence: "It is really a person who relies on clothes and Buddha relies on gold clothes. He has dressed better, and even his jng spirit has improved a lot, tsk tsk."

After praising himself in the mirror, Hao Yunyang then walked to the front of the desk, took out a leather wallet of coffee from the drawer, which was bulging, containing a thousand dollars. He stuffed the wallet into his back pocket, and then turned his head and left the room.

"I'll go to the vegetable market to buy mung beans first. You can buy a pressure cooker back." Liu Ming was sweeping the floor in the kitchen with a broom and a bucket pan. Hao Yunyang glanced at him and said, "Don't buy too big, just a smaller one."

"You still want to tell me?" Liu Ming looked up and glanced at Hao Yunyang, lowered his head to continue his work.

"Ha." Hao Yunyang smiled, turned around and walked towards the gate, opened it and went down the stairs. The vegetable market was more than ten minutes away from where they lived, because it was only two o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was warm, and Hao Yunyang did not call the tricycle, put his hands in his front pocket, slowly pressing the road.

"Come on, don't be polite, just order!" On the four-seater in a cafe, a fat man was litting a Chinese cigarette, sitting on the sofa, sucking mist, and smiling at the two girls sitting opposite him, "Order whatever you like, finally ask you out once, don't save me money, otherwise I'm not happy!"

"Mr. Liu is still so generous." Chen Pingping's smile on her face was very charming, and her voice was filled with a hint of coquettish voice. Just a word that should have been polite, but when she heard it, General Liu's bones became weaker, and the smile on her face became more and more kind. Her eyes, which were already squeezed by the fat, narrowed into a thin slit.

"That's all." Chen Pingping was familiar with the recipe. In less than half a minute, she completed the problem of ordering many people having a headache after going to a hotel or restaurant. She handed the recipe back to the waiter standing by, and her face with light makeup was filled with a taste called charm under the dark light full of mood.

The thick and dense eyelashes trembled slightly. Chen Pingping turned around and took out a box from the bag placed beside him, put it on the table, gently put the box in front of Mr. Liu, and laughed sweetly: "Mr. Liu, your phone is a bit unworthy of your identity. Although the original match is good, you should also pay attention to update and replace it. I took Chen Xin to choose this phone for you. Look, do you like it?"

"I like it, of course I like it!" Mr. Liu opened the box with a smile, and praised without even looking at the phone inside: "Little Demon jng, I like it as long as it is given to you."

"Gee..." Chen Pingping smiled and her eyes were trembling, and her eyes were filled with autumn waves from time to time, making Mr. Liu as comfortable, sweet and moist as if she had eaten honey. Although he was also a veteran of flowers, there were not ten or eight lovers outside, he had never encountered even one who knew how to please people like Chen Pingping.

More importantly...

While opening the box, he took out his cell phone and pretended to be appreciative, he held it in his hand and played with it. His eyes were squinting, but he floated to Zhao Chenxin, who was sitting next to Chen Pingping and was silent. This girl is handsome and quiet!

Mr. Liu's heart seemed to have a cat's claws twitching, and his face was still smiling and his expression remained unchanged. He was thinking in his heart that a woman like a demon and a woman like a lily, wouldn't it be beautiful if he could take these two together?

Thinking of this, Mr. Liu also had a scheming. After holding his mobile phone and praised Chen Pingping for a long time, he took out a small box from his pocket and did not hand it to Chen Pingping. Instead, he came to Zhao Chenxin and smiled and said, "This little sister is a little too receptive. My name is Liu Zhikun. You can call me Mr. Liu like Pingping, or call me Brother Liu. This is a gift for meeting. Don't be polite to me!"

"Hehe, Mr. Liu, you are too partial!" Chen Pingping kicked Zhao Chenxin's shoes under the table, signaling her to accept the small box, but her face showed a resentful sequelae, pouting her mouth to pretend to be cute: "I just think about our Chenxin..."

"Haha, don't worry, both are there, both are there!" Mr. Liu smiled and accepted Chen Pingping's resentment, took out another small box from the briefcase placed beside him. When he handed it over, he reached out and touched Chen Pingping's little face, and Chen Pingping rolled her eyes with charming eyes. Mr. Liu smiled and said, "How could I forget you, the little demon jng? Open it and see if you like it?"

...

Half an hour later, just after the food was served, President Liu left a business card for Zhao Chenxin and Chen Pingping, picked up the briefcase and said a little apologetically: "The time is almost over, I have to go and do something. In this way, I will make an appointment with you tonight and go to Haojue's box to sing?"

"Okay!" Chen Pingping agreed with a smile, while Zhao Chenxin looked up at Mr. Liu, smiled slightly, and did not speak.

"Okay, that's it!" Mr. Liu smiled, walked to the front desk with his briefcase and buried the order. Then he showed a smile that only a man could understand. He left the cafe and drove a Mercedes-Benz 350.

"I spent 3,000 yuan on my phone." Take out the small box from the bag, open it and take out a necklace inside. Chen Pingping's face was filled with a smug smile: "I'll exchange it for a necklace worth 35,000 yuan. Chen Xin, your diamond ring can be worth at least 10,000 or 20,000 yuan. This Liu Zhikun is really easy to get caught."

"Pingping, tonight..." Zhao Chenxin tightly held the box's hand tightly, gently placed the box in front of Chen Pingping, and said apologetically: "You help me return this to him, and I won't go."

"What tonight?" Chen Pingping was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and chuckled: "I said Chen Xin, can't you even hear the perfunctory words? If you give it, accept it. How can you return it? If you really don't like it, sell it. Wouldn't it be better to exchange it for money?"

"Ha." Zhao Chenxin smiled bitterly and shook her head slightly: "It's not good to do this. If you put his pigeon tonight, will he let you go?"

"Putting pigeons is the beauty's patent." Chen Pingping did not take Zhao Chenxin's words to heart, and even compared a V-shaped gesture to Zhao Chenxin, laughing: "It's only when he can't see it, he will be willing to spend money. How could this girl get it for just 40,000 or 50,000 yuan?"

Speaking of this, Chen Pingping touched Zhao Chenxin's arm with her skill and raised her chin to the outside: "Look, that silly boy has been standing there for a long time. Don't he really want to eat swan meat?"

"Huh?" Zhao Chenxin was stunned, then turned her head and as soon as her eyes were in contact with Hao Yunyang's eyes, the heartstrings in her heart trembled suddenly, because she felt four words from Hao Yunyang's eyes: concern and worry.

"It's only two:20." Chen Pingping withdrew her gaze that fell on Hao Yunyang, raised her wrist and looked at the watch on it, and said to Zhao Chenxin: "I'm going to meet another sucker. That old guy is much more honest than the one named Liu, so don't stay with you. Well, I won't go back tonight. You go out to buy some food yourself!"

"Yes." Zhao Chen looked at Chen Pingping in a deep voice and nodded.

Zhao Chenxin has no way to persuade her best friend. She said what she should have said a year ago, but Chen Pingping seemed to have gotten into a money hole. After a year, she transformed from a working girl into a "golden collar"-level figure with an annual income of over one million, and she had everything she could with clothes, jewelry and cars.

The apartment she lived in was rented by Chen Pingping for money, but she couldn't go back to the dormitory several times a year. Compared with those who rely on wealthy people to support, Chen Pingping was much smarter. Relying on her own conditions, there were no less than ten wealthy people with a net worth of over 10 million, but the ones that really got what they wanted were still zero so far. Moreover, Chen Pingping herself is Zhao Chenxin's colleague, Zhao Chenxin is a clerk, and Chen Pingping is the assistant to the president. Fortunately, Chen Pingping never had the idea of ​​pulling Zhao Chenxin into the water, and would do her best to protect Zhao Chenxin when necessary, which is also the basic factor for the two to get along.

No one would believe that Chen Pingping also has a boyfriend, an ordinary boyfriend who works as an assembler in an electrical appliance factory, and a boyfriend who is difficult to solve even food and clothing for himself. However, this is a fact.

Chen Pingping got up and left with her lv bag. Zhao Chenxin naturally would not continue to sit down in the cafe. Before getting up, she looked back at the place in Hao Yunyang's station before, but found that Hao Yunyang was gone. An intriguing chuckled appeared on her face. She also held a black se bag bought for only fifty or sixty yuan and stood up and walked towards the exit of the cafe.

"Chen...Miss Zhao, wait a moment!" Finally, when Zhao Chenxin came out of the cafe, Hao Yunyang didn't care about the pedestrian's strange eyes, he shouted in desperation, and rushed to Zhao Chenxin in front of him.

"Hmm?" Zhao Chenxin, who suddenly heard a man calling him, was about to stop a taxi, couldn't help but stop and looked in the sound, but saw the boy working in the hotel running towards him, with a plain expression on his face. He nodded gently and asked, "Is there anything?"

"Miss Zhao." When he arrived in front of Zhao Chenxin, looking at the girl who would be his wife in the future, Hao Yunyang's belly said, but his words turned into a fish bone stuck in his throat. The smoothness and calmness in the flat were thrown to Java without realizing it, and he grabbed his hair: "That..."

"What?" Zhao Chenxin looked at Hao Yunyang with some amusement, and she felt more despised by this reckless boy.

"That." Hao Yunyang finally stabilized his position, took a deep breath and broke out a sentence that made Zhao Chenxin shook his hand and left: "The man who sat with you just now is an old hooligan, you can't do stupid things!"

"You..." Zhao Chenxin was furious and turned her head blank. Hao Yunyang walked towards the taxi without looking back. Her beautiful face was already angry.

Looking at Zhao Chenxin's back as she left, Hao Yunyang also realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, but if he wanted to explain, Zhao Chenxin had already gotten in the car and left.

"Oh." Hao Yunyang sighed: "Girl, I'm doing this for your own good!"

Chapter 35: Play at will

When he went to the vegetable market to buy a pound of mung beans and returned to the rental house, Liu Ming was already standing there with a newly bought pressure cooker and waiting for him.

Hao Yunyang changed into a pair of cotton slippers and put the mung beans on the table. Then he looked up at Liu Ming and said, "Don't you go to the store?"

"It's closed." Liu Ming curled his lips: "Waiting to eat your mung bean soup."

"Haha, you are really the best!" Hao Yunyang praised the word "无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无

"Hey, that's all?" Liu Ming was a little stunned. These guys who cooked food and ate food were bought by the guy he used to share with him. For Liu Ming, cooking food and cooking is obviously a profound knowledge, and it is even more difficult to cook delicious mung bean soup.

"After three minutes of breathing, turn it on low heat and cook for another three minutes, just turn it off." Hao Yunyang, who had already walked to the door, turned around and said, "Oh, I haven't added the sugar. I'll drink it later and add it myself."

"You...I..." Liu Ming was stunned. Just as Hao Yunyang entered the room and slowly closed the door, he shuddered and asked, "By the way!"

"What?" Hao Yunyang poked his head out.
To be continued...