When Chao Chang returned to the warehouse, the engineering team had already entered the site.

Warehouses No. 1, 2 and 3 started construction at the same time, and it looks like it is in full swing and a thriving scene.

Yun Chaochao stood at the door of the No. 2 warehouse.

From that angle, you can see the progress of the three warehouses at the same time.

The girl wears a trendy brand.

It's a figureless outfit.

But even so, you can still see a pretty back through a T-shirt that is not slim.

Well, a certain tide's line of sight subconsciously deviated again.

The girl stared at the progress seriously, like a project supervisor.

"Chaochao. The tide grew and shouted at the beautiful back.

The figure turned around and asked in surprise, "You called me?"

This reaction was not expected by Chao Changchang: "Am I calling it wrong?"

"yes. But if I haven't heard you call it that, it sounds a little strange. Yun Chaochao blinked his slightly confused eyes, and in the next second, he became bright and sharp, "Normally, the first time you call someone by name, shouldn't you have a name with a surname?"

"I'm sorry, Yun Chaochao. "The tide is long and immediately [normal].

"Wait, this is even weirder, you are called Chao Chao well, why do you even have a surname again?" The dissatisfaction in the eyes of the Chao Chao girl was better than just now.

So, women.

What a strange species.

In this way, without warning, the tide is pushed into a dead end called "Saying Everything is Wrong".

"Miss Yun. ”

The tide has changed its name.

Bend fifteen degrees, tilt your head slightly, and smile shallowly.

Very gentlemanly body language.

"Who do you call Miss?" the dissatisfaction continued.

It's not good to be kind, it's not okay to be a full name, and it's not okay to be a gentleman.

Chao Changchang is out of luck, "Then take the liberty to ask, what do you call it?"

"......" Yun Chaochao was speechless for a while.

Such a simple question stumped the owner of the title.

As the brand owner of MK FairWill, how can the left bracket, starting next month, the right bracket, lose the dominance of the discourse at such a time?

"You call me zhāo cháo, the dynasty of [雲朝朝散]. A certain girl added one to the long paragraph before the tide, and it was counted as an answer.

“......”

The tide is long at one o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, and five, six, seven, and eight o'clock.

Therefore, whether the answer is correct or not does not depend on the answer itself, but only on the person who said the answer.

There can be dissent in the heart, but words cannot.

Chao Changchang especially willingly complied with the request of the addresser, and called again: "Chaochao." ”

With a smile on his face.

Ruffian, handsome, handsome.

It's a long time since I've seen it.,The original look.。

"Well, what's the matter?" Yun Chaochao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and the second he really rose, he deliberately turned into a serious expression.

The Yun Dynasty is probably more accustomed to the state of the ruffian.

I wanted to laugh a little, but I felt that laughing now was asking for trouble for myself, so I couldn't help it.

She had to pretend that nothing had happened, as if the previous discussion about the title had never happened.

"I went into the city in the afternoon, found some graffiti materials, and delayed some time manuscripts, which I may not be able to give to you until tomorrow morning. Chao Changchang explained the reason why he called Yun Chaochao, "Before twelve o'clock tonight, I will definitely not be able to finish the painting, and it will affect your beauty sleep too late." I'll give it to you tomorrow, can you?"

In response to the long tide, it was Yun Chaochao's question: "Am I ugly?"

"No, I ...... , I didn't say you're ugly...... Right?" Tide Chang was a little uncertain by the sudden questioning.

"Why do you want to sleep if I'm not ugly? If you let me sleep in beauty sleep, don't you think I'm not good-looking?"

This logic ......

It's so powerful.

Too powerful to refute.

"No, no," Chao Chang quickly disarmed and surrendered, "Then I'll draw it for you, it's almost two o'clock in the middle of the night." ”

"You find a girl to read the manuscript at two o'clock in the middle of the night, do you think it's appropriate?" Chao Chao's questioning continued.

Just say "useless things" and it's over?

Not even a word of praise.

“......”

Chao Changchang, who didn't figure out the main point, really didn't know what to say, so he thought of a [one-size-fits-all] truth - whether the girl is wrong or not, she must apologize first: "I'm sorry, I was wrong." ”

Immediately afterwards, Chao Changchang harvested a soul from Yun Chaochao and asked, "What are you wrong?"

YC International's former captain of the debate team never thought that he would fall into the upper hand no matter what he said.

But can't we hide?

"If the fence is graffiti inside and outside, it can take a long time. Chao Chang changed the topic and then asked a very important question, "What is your birthday next month?"

"What, you're going to give me a birthday present?" Yun Chaochao asked with an eyebrow.

"I just want to know how many days are left until the press conference, and see if I'm doodling alone. When the tide and the heir to the first negative were heard the word gift, he was a little stunned, so much so that he gave an overly honest answer.

As soon as this explanation came out, Yun Chaochao couldn't hold back his smile with raised eyebrows, and expressed his dissatisfaction very bluntly: "You don't even want to give a birthday gift?"

Tide Chang wondered if something had happened in the afternoon when he wasn't in the warehouse.

Chaochao's mood looks a little unbeautiful.

Knowing that Yun Chaochao was in a bad mood at this time, he went directly back to the No. 6 warehouse, and stopped people as soon as he came back.

The sunset reflected in the sky, dyeing the clouds in different shades of red.

The sun shines through the fiery clouds hanging in the sky, exuding the last splendor before sunset.

Not as light as the morning light, not as dazzling as the midday sun.

A large piece of red.

Warm tones, rich layers.

Turning the sky into an oil painting.

Chao Chang reached out and grabbed his hair.

It's not cut yet, it's still very long.

"Do you have a rubber band?" asked Tide Chief.

"You're not going to cut your hair?" Yun Chaochao asked.

"Art candidate, isn't it more like that with longer hair?" Finally, the topic switched in the direction dominated by the tide length.

This made him breathe a sigh of relief from his expression to his inside.

"Let's sort it out, it's too untidy. Yun Chaochao looked disgusted.

"Okay, listen to you, I'll find a time. "A certain tide is as docile as a little sheep, and I am afraid that if I am not careful, I will touch the ubiquitous scales of Miss Yun.

"Number 27. Yun Chaochao said a word that did not match the preface, reached out and tore off the black telephone rope rubber band tied to his head and handed it to Chao Changchang.

Her long, pearl-black hair fell and swept over her shoulders and behind her.

When her hair was tied up, she was a neat little girl, and after she put it down, she suddenly had a lot more tenderness......

Chao Changchang doesn't know if the word in his heart is used correctly.

Gentle.

When Yun Chaochao talked to him, he was never gentle.

Plus the blessing of a trendy brand.

No matter how you look at it, there is a little distance from gentleness or femininity.

"Do you want a rubber band or not?, why do you let me hold my hands so high all day long?" a certain girl remembered the lacquer pen in the morning.

"Oh, yes, thank you...... Excuse me. "Chao Changchang borrowed a rubber band is a real thing, but he didn't think about it at all, asking for this one on the head of the little girl.

"I'll go back and look for a rubber band. Yun Chaochao looked at Chao Changchang, "I'll leave if it's okay." ”

"Good. After answering, Chao Changchang remembered what he had just ignored: "What number did you say?"

“27。 ”

"Is it 27 next month?" Chao, Painter, and Changchang are most concerned about now, that is, there is no time to come.

"Yes. Yun Chaochao gave an affirmative answer, coldly, without any expression.

It's similar to the cold fairy sister I saw when Chao Chang was in the mountain village.

"If it's 27 next month, there will be nearly 40 days left," Chao Chang estimated the time in his mind, "It should be in time! ”

After a conversation between pleasant and saber-rattling, with a hint of gunpowder and something else that can't be said, Chao Changchang, who thought he had dominated the direction of the topic, realized that he hadn't even solved the original intention of this conversation.

Papers.

Will it be given tonight or tomorrow morning?

The tide is so big, there have been many girls around, just of all kinds.

He thinks of himself as a guy who can talk a lot.

I also think that I can look at people better.

But he couldn't understand Yun Chaochao at all.

Like a cloud of mist.

I don't know when I'm going to get angry.

I don't know where the point of anger is.

The tide in the clouds was long, and I smiled when I thought about it.

It's a self-deprecating smile.

How narcissistic is he to think he is more good at looking at people?

In the years when he was sought after by all the girls in the school, he didn't take a fancy to anyone, and finally fell in love with a Shui Miaomiao, and gave up Harvard and Yale.

With such a vision, if he can also be regarded as [can see people], then there are probably no people in this world who can't look at people.

If he had gone half a year earlier.

Won't you speak at the United Nations Youth Congress?

If he had gone half a year earlier.

Is there no national hot search for coming-of-age ceremonies?

If none of this were possible, wouldn't anyone have paid attention to the accident of rotating billboards?

The more I think about it, the more I think about it.

The more you are, the sadder you are.

I don't know when he began to think that many things are his responsibility.

This kind of [sense of responsibility] weighed him down in the dead of night, and he couldn't sleep at all.

As soon as you close your eyes, it's like sleeping in a cloud, ethereal, unsupported.

Then it falls from the clouds, freefalling.

Then he woke up.

As the only person in the first family who has never sought death, Chao Changchang hopes that he can take on all the responsibilities.