Wind Forest Entertainment, President's Office.

There was a meeting in the afternoon, and the assistant had to come to the office and help Ling Xize go to the conference room for one of the documents.

When I found the file, my hand accidentally touched the mouse, and the computer screen, which had not been turned off, suddenly lit up.

The assistant glanced at it casually, but when he saw the open document, he was stunned.

？？？

She is domineering, handsome, resolute, and commanding president!

Ten minutes later, the company's internal gossip group-

【^_^】: The boss must be a strict wife.

【？？？】

[Got intelligence again?]

[After four months, I finally smelled the gossip of the mysterious president's wife again!

[Hurry up, kneel and beg the queen and the president's milk dog to follow. 】

[^_^]: I swear......

[^_^]: I really didn't mean to.

[^_^]: I accidentally touched the mouse, and it popped out on its own.

[You mean!]

[The boss set the photo of his wife as a computer desktop, and the true face of the president's wife was exposed?]

[^_^]: The boss is writing a review.

“……”

There was a dead silence when the group boarded.

[^_^]: I didn't dare to look closely, but I saw the title and word count of the document. Madame's review, 30,000 words. It doesn't seem to be finished yet.

[^_^]: I feel sorry for my boss.

[^_^]: What are I busy in the office in the morning......

[Mrs. V5. 】

[Is it too late for me to please my wife now?]

[I'll go and lift my wife's shoes.] 】

[The old hall is a tyrant, I heard that I had excellent grades in school, and I guess I didn't have the experience of writing a review, but I still have to write a review when I fall in love? 30,000 words are not over, Mrs. is too ruthless!]

[I feel sorry for my boss. 】

[I feel sorry for my boss. +1 I want to help the boss write a review. 】

[I feel sorry for my boss. +2 Reminds me of the horror of being judged and dominated. 】

……

[What a whimsical lady would ask the boss to write a review. Vicious, too vicious. 】

[What mistake did the boss make and should be punished for writing a review?

[Imagine the picture of the handsome boss sitting in the office with a sad face and writing a review, emmmm...... I'm embarrassed, I laughed and fell under the table. 】

[I'll go, I went to his office in the morning to hand over the materials of the new batch of artists, and seeing that he was busy typing on the keyboard, I thought there was something important, so I didn't dare to delay him for a minute and quickly slipped away. It turns out that he is writing a review?Is it okay to return my boss's domineering image!!]

[Don't be a nymphomaniac upstairs, your boss is a little milk dog. 】

[Don't be a nymphomaniac upstairs, your boss is a little milk dog. +1 The President, in the Queen's Majesty, is not domineering. 】

[Don't be a nymphomaniac upstairs, your boss is a little milk dog. +2】

……

[Silently ask, isn't Mr. Ling single, when did he get off the single?]

[Upstairs is new, right?, come, let's have a private chat...... I have a chat history saved by taking screenshots. 】

……

Another day.

The gossip group is filled with a lively and happy atmosphere.

*

Si Sheng looked at the pile of barbecue in front of him wordlessly.

Then, he raised his eyelids and stared at Zhong Yu, who was standing opposite.

She sighed, "I just want to eat tofu brain." ”

Zhong Yu's store was properly renovated and began to enter the menu development stage. Duan Changyan and Zheng Yongfeng came to the store when they had time, and then instructed the chefs invited by Zhong Yu, striving to make the chef's skills close to Zheng Yongfeng and the taste to pass Duan Changyan's level.

This morning, Zheng Yongfeng sent a message to Si Sheng, saying that if you want to eat tofu brain, you can come to the barbecue restaurant, and he has been prepared recently.

Si Sheng happened to have no arrangements in the afternoon, and he hadn't eaten tofu brain for a long time, so he came.

As a result, she was greeted by—

In addition to Zheng Yongfeng's tofu brain, there are also Zhong Yu's piles of barbecue.

"Try it by the way. ”

Zhong Yu said expressionlessly.

Duan Changyan picks his mouth, eyes, and nose. The barbecue made by the chef is eliminated if it doesn't look good, and it is eliminated if it smells wrong. After passing these two levels, he picked and searched to try a bite, and after just one bite, a large plate of ten will also be eliminated.

At the end of the day, a lot of ingredients are wasted, and they are given to the surrounding stores for free every day.

The chef tried it, Zhong Yu tried it, Duan Changyan and Zheng Yongfeng all tried it, and now they are dizzy when they see the barbecue, and now that there is such a person as Si Sheng who has not been poisoned, it is impossible to let her go.

Unable.

Pinched a butter skewer, Si Sheng handed it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, feeling that it was not too greasy, before putting it in his mouth.

"How's that?" Zhong Yu asked.

"It wasn't Lao Zheng who did it, right?"

"Hmm. ”

Si Sheng commented: "That's okay. ”

If Zheng Yongfeng made it, this taste can only be regarded as unsatisfactory. If you change someone else's cooking, the chef also has some skills, at least more than ten years of craftsmanship.

After eating a string of butter, Si Sheng threw the stick, and then clapped his hands.

She raised her eyebrows at Zhong Yu, "You said that you are an ascetic son, why do you mix and match with a worldly thing like barbecue?"

Taking a beef skewer, Zhong Yu took a bite, savored it for a while, and frowned slightly.

Later, he glanced at Si Sheng and replied: "Aren't you also an earthly mortal immortal, and you don't have a sense of disobedience with the barbecue on the table." ”

At the same time—

Zheng Yongfeng and Duan Changyan, who came to the door with the two plates of freshly made skewers, stopped in unison.

Duan Changyan rubbed his ears, incredulous, "...... I was riding a horse and I heard the two of them blowing rainbow farts at each other?"

“……”

Zheng Yongfeng walked over with a gloomy expression.

Duan Changyan followed.

Putting aside the ones that Zhong Yu brought over, Zheng Yongfeng sent the freshly baked ones to Si Sheng, with a bowl of soup to relieve the greasy.

Zhong Yu frowned and took another bite of the beef skewer.

…… Compared with Zheng Yongfeng's craftsmanship, it is a little worse.

Duan Changyan then let it go and asked Si Sheng, "Uncle Shi, are you going to play at night?"

"Bundy?"

Si Sheng asked casually.

Choked by her, Duan Changyan was slightly stunned, and chuckled, "It's okay to shake society." ”

"Don't go. Si Sheng picked up a string of chicken wings, took a bite, satisfied, and perfunctory Duan Changyan at will, "It's old, I can't shake it." ”

"That's right, we are healthy! Hot springs, not far from the city, just two hours by car. Duan Changyan instigated, "Go." ”

"Don't go. ”

Zhong Yu held his pocket in one hand, bit the beef skewers, and threw two words without being salty.

Duan Changyan hissed and glanced at him with a slight warning.

Zhong Yu turned a deaf ear.

"What?" Si Sheng tilted his head.

"They're going to smash the store. ”

Zhong Yu betrayed them without blinking.

When the two discussed "illegal crimes", they never hid it, and said it openly in the store. Who to get tonight, who to get tomorrow night, one by one, the list is clearly arranged by the two of them.

——It's like a great pleasure for them to pass the time after working at the barbecue restaurant.

“…… Oh. ”

Si Sheng glanced at the two of them leisurely, but he was not surprised at all.

Zheng Yongfeng is okay.

Duan Changyan...... I can't be idle, and I love to toss all day long. Seeing others don't go their way is his greatest pleasure.

"You-"

As soon as he lifted his breath, Duan Changyan looked back and pointed at Zhong Yu.

Zhong Yu looked at him coldly, and his calm gaze was full of openness and calmness.

"She is a public figure, so don't take her into trouble. Zhong Yu said in a light tone.

Duan Changyan + Zheng Yongfeng: "......" doesn't remember this stubble at all.

And, Si Sheng seemed to suddenly remember this stubble, glanced at Zhong Yu, nodded and agreed: "Well, I am a public figure. ”

After thinking for a moment, Duan Changyan spread his hands and had to compromise, "Then let's just play, and the tickets are all booked." What's more, after coming to the lockdown, you haven't played with us yet. ”

"Can you go," Zheng Yongfeng said, standing on one side, "stay one night and come back." ”

“……”

Si Sheng looked at the two silently.

Stay one night......

Stir.

Si Sheng's mobile phone suddenly vibrate.

If you feel something, it is a coincidence that it is the message sent by Ling Xize.

[Ling Xize]: Thirty-two thousand.

[Ling Xize]: Don't run around tonight.

Si Sheng: "......".

This bag also has a penchant for countdowns?

Glancing at the news, Si Sheng put away his phone and was slightly embarrassed, but he didn't show it.

Duan Changyan asked, "How is it?"

“…… No, next time. ”

Picking up the chicken wings and nibbling on them, Si Sheng's eyelids drooped slightly, and he absentmindedly rejected the two.

Originally, he planned to stay at the barbecue restaurant for an afternoon to see the specific situation of Zhong Yu's barbecue restaurant, but since Ling Xize's two messages, Si Sheng didn't have the heart to stay any longer, and went home after eating.

……

When he returned home, Si Sheng suddenly received a message from editor Xiao Xing.

[Xiao Xing]: Z God, this year's "Comic Rising Star Competition" was held, and the organizer contacted us and wanted to ask if you would like to be a judge.

[Xiao Xing]: I heard that they contacted Bai Da, and Bai Da agreed.

[Z,]: Xiaobai agreed?

[Xiao Xing]: That's what the organizers said.

[Xiao Xing]: What do you mean?

[Z,]: Don't go.

The annual Comic Rising Star Contest is organized by the Comics Organization and the only best-selling print medium. If you get a ranking in this kind of competition, you can make a successful debut, and your work will be promoted a lot, and it will basically be anime.

It is the best platform for new cartoonists, with tens of thousands of newcomers contributing every year.

Those who can stand out are the best among the newcomers, and their results in the circle will not be bad in the future.

However, she was too busy to see.

[Xiao Xing]: Z God.

[Xiao Xing]: Can you take the liberty of asking about Bai Da?

【Z、】：？

[Xiao Xing]: He has disappeared for two years. He used to be quite active, but now there is no news on all social platforms, do you know his situation? His fans guess that he is old, and he is weak to create comics, or has a physical problem, and he has been very worried.

[Z,]: She's a woman.

[Z,]: Smaller than me.

[Z,]: It's inconvenient to talk about her private affairs.

[Xiao Xing]: ......

[Xiao Xing]: You are 25 years old this year, and you have debuted for 8 years.

[Z,]: Hmm.

[Xiao Xing]: As far as I know, Bai Da debuted for 7 years, and she is younger than you?

[Z,]: Hmm.

[Xiao Xing]: Bai Da, who created a precedent for the aesthetics of comic violence, is she a girl?

[Z,]: Hmm.

There was silence for five minutes.

Xiao Xing drank three glasses of water in a row before calming down.

It's amazing......

I thought Si Sheng was an unprecedented case, but I didn't expect that a legendary existence like you would appear in pairs.

After that, Xiao Xing replied.

[Xiao Xing]: Thank you for being one of the top ten mysteries in the comic circle, I'm autistic again.

Si Sheng: "......"

For those of you who are editors, your psychological quality needs to be strengthened.

After receiving Si Sheng's accurate reply, and being shocked by Si Sheng's understatement, Xiao Xing did not harass Si Sheng again.

Si Sheng was bored, thinking of Bai Da mentioned by Xiao Xing, he suddenly came to the small study, turned out Bai Da's works from the cabinets, and then started reading from the first volume.

I didn't stop looking at it.

Night falls, and time passes.

Si Sheng saw the last volume in one breath, and then gradually came back to his senses, and his mind was detached from the comic story.

？

What time is it?

Hearing the sound of wind and rain whistling outside, Si Sheng looked at the dark sky outside the window, and vaguely saw raindrops flying obliquely in the shallow light.

"Boom—"

Lightning and thunder, wind and wind.

I was so fascinated that I didn't even notice the rainstorm outside.

Groping for his phone, Si Sheng glanced at the time.

Half past ten.

There are several WeChat messages.

Duan Changyan was complaining that he didn't read the weather forecast in advance, and encountered a mudslide on the road, and almost died on the road.

Shen Jiangyuan complained that the road was buried by stagnant water, and he went out and was blocked for two hours.

Si Fengmian forwarded the news, saying that someone had dripped through stagnant water, passed by a telephone pole, and was directly electrocuted, and two passers-by who wanted to pull him were killed.

Rainstorm season is coming.

After flipping through their news, Si Sheng suddenly realized-

There is no news from Ling Xizer.

He didn't come back?

Gambling on the way?

It's almost eleven o'clock......

Pressing his temples, Si Sheng didn't worry too much, just sent a message to Ling Xize asking for it, then stretched, yawned and went to find clothes to take a shower.

At about eleven o'clock, Si Sheng dried his head and sent out the bathroom, and picked up his mobile phone to look through the news.

There is no Ling Xize's.

I was stunned for a moment.

Si Sheng's heart suddenly.

Subconsciously, call Ling Xize.

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