Tofu brain is doing well. ”

“......”

"Sandwiches can be eaten too. ”

“......”

"Although the soft-boiled eggs didn't work, the eggs were cooked. ”

“......”

Knock.

Finally, Si Sheng, who couldn't continue talking to himself, knocked his fingers on the table impatiently.

She said, "Pretty much it, right?"

Ling Xize raised his eyes and slashed at her coldly, his tone was like frost, with ice slag, "What do you say?"

Coughing lightly, Si Sheng didn't care about him, straightened his attitude, and said, "I'll definitely remember next time." ”

"And next time?" Ling Xize glared at him, extremely unhappy.

“......”

In Si Sheng's concept, an ex who has been dating for less than half a year has not given him the experience of celebrating his birthday...... It's been so many years that it's only natural to forget.

However, with her own birthday gift in front of her, and now she is still eating and drinking at his house, it is inevitable that she is a little weak-hearted.

Sighing, Si Sheng pondered for a moment and simply asked, "Why don't I make up for your birthday this year?"

"When will it be given?"

For a moment, Ling Xize wiped away the gloom in his eyebrows.

Slightly stunned by his attitude of changing in seconds, Si Sheng thought for a moment and said, "As soon as possible." ”

"Too vague. ”

"Next month, okay?" Si Sheng compromised.

"Hmm. ”

The anger faded a little, Ling Xize picked up the sandwich and took a bite, and found that the taste of the first time it was made was not bad.

“......”

Si Sheng rubbed the corners of his forehead, and he had a headache.

*

Si Sheng came home and was still a little dizzy.

Walking to the bedroom tiredly, Si Sheng fumbled his mobile phone out of his pocket, and wanted to glance at the time, but saw Chu Luo's news.

The night before yesterday, as soon as she sent Zhong Yu home, she received a call from Chu Luo, saying that she had resigned because she disagreed with her boss's concept.

When she rushed to Chu Luo's house, she was already drunk and confused about the death of the first draft of the first version of the comic storyboard, and after reading it once, she gave some opinions.

Si Sheng: Yes.

After replying to the message, as soon as he entered the bedroom, Chu Luo called with a phone call.

"How?"

Si Sheng closed the curtains.

"You really don't consider entering the comic industry?" Chu Luo went straight to the point, leaving no gaps at all.

Si Sheng was puzzled, "Why do you remember this stubble?"

There was a low laugh from the microphone, and then Chu Luo's explanation, "Modifications have been made according to your markups, and the editor has passed it after reading it." ”

"Congratulations. ”

Si Sheng's tone was quite flat, which was not an accident.

Weiton, she asked: "Don't you consider online reading, the readership base is large, and the editorial requirements are not strict." ”

Chu Luo is a part-time cartoonist, who chose to submit to the magazine and has just finished his first comic work. Now that the sales of comic magazines are declining, online comics are on the rise, and the profits are also large, no matter how good the quality of her works is, readers and income are also worried.

"The magazine has reached a cooperation with CC Comics, and new works are updated online and offline simultaneously, but they have to be guaranteed to be updated every half month. ”

"Are you busy?"

"How can a jobless vagrant be too busy?"

"Not looking for a new job?"

"I'm not looking for it, I'm going to leave it at home to eat and wait for ...... death" Chu Luo muttered, and then said, "Speaking of which, I will have a signing session at the Lockdown Comics Exhibition in the middle of next month, hosted by CC Comics, do you want to come and cheer?"

Si Sheng paused and frowned slightly.

Chu Luo continued: "You usually pay attention to comics, and there will be a group of comic authors for this signing, don't you want to meet?"

Si Sheng smiled, "Or do you want me to move into the circle?"

"Hmm. Chu Luo also smiled, "You are so talented, it's a pity not to come to this lifeless comic circle to turn it upside down." ”

“......”

It's a pity that she is already in the circle.

After pondering for a moment, Si Sheng estimated that he would be fine in the near future, so he responded, "Hmm." ”

Hanging up the phone, Si Sheng turned off his mobile phone and prepared to sleep again.

Later, I have to go to Dexiu Zhai.

Take the courier.

*

In a busy corner of the city, in front of the "Delicate" tattoo parlor, a low-key luxury car stopped.

The man in a black trench coat stepped out of the car, looked around, frowned when he saw the decoration of the store in pursuit of fashion style, and walked directly into the door without pausing.

"Hello, excuse me—"

The girl who came to greet her was stunned as soon as she put on a standard soft smile.

A strange sense of disobedience makes the new girl inevitably stunned.

He is long, calm and noble, and his temperament is incompatible with the environment. Dressed in a black trench coat, black trousers, and a beige sweater, it is quite a casual outfit, but it also gives people a certain sense of oppression.

Not like a customer, but like a customer's parent......

The girl was inexplicably weak-hearted.

"Tattoos. The man's gaze swept lightly, and after answering, he added in a deep voice, "I'm looking for Qin Fan." ”

The girl was stunned.

Roll call the store manager to get a tattoo?

"Excuse me, do you have an appointment?" asked the girl in a soft voice.

"Nope. ”

The answer is not at all empty-hearted.

But......

Raising her eyes slightly, she quietly glanced at the man a few times, and the girl visually measured the value of his outfit, and did not dare to offend people rashly.

Pursing her lips, the girl nodded slightly, and said, "Wait a minute." ”

*

In the afternoon, half past five.

Dexiu Zhai.

The black sedan was parked on the side of the road.

Si Xiang, who picked up the bag, and was about to open the door, paused, and asked Si Bing, who was driving in front: "Second brother, I just made an appointment with a friend, do you want to eat together?"

The man driving the car was twenty-seven or eighteen, handsome, and his eyebrows were one or two points similar to Si Xiang.

Hearing this, he turned his head with a little smile on his face, a little doting.

"If you eat with your friends, I won't get involved. Besides, I also made an appointment with a friend. Si Bing said, "Send me a message after eating, and I'll pick you up again." ”

"Oh well. ”

Si Shang nodded, not forced.

"I'll see you later. ”

"Well, I'll see you later. ”

After saying goodbye, the driver pushed the door open and got out of the car.

While walking towards the gate of Dexiu Zhai, he took out his mobile phone, and as soon as Si Shang wanted to call Cheng Youran, he heard a shout-

"Dress. ”

She paused, raised her eyes, and sure enough, she saw Cheng walking leisurely, smiling, elegant and calm.

With a joy in his heart, Si Shang just wanted to say hello to Cheng Youran, but he saw the smile on Cheng Youran's face disappearing little by little, and his brows frowned slightly.

Immediately, it was her slightly puzzled voice—

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