No matter how much fun you play, it is right to go to see Zhao Zhenkai on the eve of the press conference, whether it is to discuss tomorrow's press conference or to thank you, in short, you have to go. It's just that it's a bit unreasonable to go with a bag on your back, so I have to go to a hotel first.

After all, Yun Yao is the organizer of this press conference, and she has already sent an employee of Yun Yao to communicate and be responsible here. It's just that Yun Yao doesn't have talents in this area after all, basically she has a black eye, and she doesn't know what to prepare for the press conference, so she has to hand over everything to the poetry magazine, after all, they have reached the point where they can handle this kind of thing with their eyes closed.

I found a hotel next to the press conference hotel, handed over two ID cards, and only opened a room for you. Looking at the room card handed over by the front desk, Mu Leyao's face was so red that she was about to drip water, and she didn't dare to look at Yang Yunruo when she hung her head, it seemed that Yang Yunruo was a demon, as long as she looked at it, she would be eaten and there would be no bones left.

Yang Yunruo smiled proudly when he took the card, and then he couldn't stop laughing, and his face was smiling. He did it on purpose, deliberately holding Mu Leyao's hand, and deliberately handed the two ID cards to the front desk together, only saying that the two rooms should be connected.

The front desk has already received a lot of people, holding hands to come to the capital, even if you want two rooms, you can only tell them that there is only one room, this line is open and secret, if you are really stupid to give people two rooms, next time no one will come to you. Almost all of them come in this way, husbands and wives will not hold hands, lovers will definitely tell you that there is only one room, and sometimes it is still an hourly room. There are only couples, and they can't save face and say that they want two, but in fact, I wish you had only one room, and then half-pushed.

Isn't that what happens in the world, isn't that what people in the world are like? Obviously there are other choices, but they tell themselves that there is only one choice, and then, hey, forget about one and just one, anyway, there is no choice. Then happily took the room card and ran back to the room excitedly for a day and a night. There are a lot of things like this, and I didn't look at two such shy couples that day.

"Bad guys. In the elevator, Mu Leyao pinched Yang Yunruo, waist, and arms, covering up her shyness and uneasiness in this way. When the front desk said that there was only one room, Mu Leyao knew that Yang Yunruo was doing a trick, holding his hand and kissing others to ask for two rooms, but he was embarrassed to say it, if the two kept a distance of more than half a meter, you see if the young lady at the front desk will give you two rooms. It's just that the hand speed of the young lady at the front desk is too fast, and she didn't give Mu Leyao time to react when she handed over the room card, it seems that she has already completed the check-in procedures.

pinched Yang Yunruo's arm red, as if it had been boiled in hot water. However, Yang Yunruo is not angry, Mu Leyao's non-resistance is the best expression of love, what is there to let her pinch out of anger, man...... Thinking of this, the corners of Yang Yunruo's mouth couldn't help but smile, but this smile was a little obscene and lewd.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to go to Mr. Zhao in a while, these two arms and hands are injured and it's not good-looking. Maybe it was too painful to pinch, Yang Yunruo hurriedly grabbed Mu Leyao's struggling little hand and comforted him.

Take a shower, change clothes, and almost don't want to go to Zhao Zhenkai.

Spray Yang Yunruo with a little men's perfume, and then paint herself with a little light makeup, and went downstairs hand in hand and left the hotel under the surprised gaze of the young lady at the front desk. Surprised to let the front desk lady scratch her head, this does not conform to the general procedures, generally go up almost refuse to come down, this up is not half gone, just down, although I changed clothes, but Mu Leyao's outstanding appearance has long been hard to forget, I forgot to look at it when I swiped my ID card just now, maybe it's still a star, and now if I want to check the information, I will find that I will be deducted money. Looking at the appearance of the two of them twisting just now, they are obviously novices, but it's a pity to meet a fast gunner, such a beautiful girl, it's a pity.

In the lamentation at the front desk, Yang Yunruo and Mu Leyao had already gotten into the car to visit Zhao Zhen, and the ink painting of the clothes painted by Yang Yunruo himself was regarded as a gift. Originally, I was going to buy something else, such as tea, but Liu Tao said that it was too cheesy, and there was a way of communication between literati, so don't make it so coppery. There's no way, only to paint a picture by yourself, but this painting is really a bit of a compliment, or a few strokes of Chinese painting learned in high school in order to participate in the art examination, almost all have been forgotten, but fortunately, the development of the Internet is so rapid, how many old men and old women, young women at home, farmers and village girls will paint with one hand, with a bowl to cover the painting moon, splash a basin of ink paint is the background, draw a few vertical branches, stick paint, shake on the painting paper is the fluttering snowflakes.

This process has already been played badly on the video of the previous life, but it has not appeared on the video of this world. There is such a painting, even if it is not very good, it should be able to fool the past. As Liu Tao said, it's one thing to be good or not, it's one thing to have a mind. A few of the literati's things are really good, isn't that the so-called gentleman's friendship as light as water? I heard that in ancient times, talented people dared to go to people's homes to eat and drink for a few months when they got two branches, and it is strange that they want to put it aside now and not be disliked and die.

The office of the poetry magazine is not large, a courtyard, but the door is a little deserted. According to the guidance of the doorman, he crossed the shadow wall, passed through the hanging flower gate, and then passed a long corridor to Zhao Zhenkai's office. The few staff members who went back and forth on the road did not have the crowded scene of crowds as Yang Yunruo imagined, and they thought that the status of this poetry magazine on the Internet was so high, it should be a very high-end office building, and then the security guard at the door was indispensable, because this was in line with his identity. The security guard at the door is an old man, the vermilion paint of the courtyard has been mottled, a green bamboo is swaying, a few chicken feet are stirring on the ground, and there is no greenery or exotic flowers next to the path, but the weed seeds that blow with the wind from time to time take root and sprout silently here.

The people of the poetry magazine did not make this weed clear, so they let it grow here, and there was also this unknown wildflower in the middle, a small beige flower, which added coolness and charm to this summer color.

Perhaps, this is the poetry magazine, there is no such a complicated and insipid thing, less points fame and fortune, less hypocrisy, less points noisy and prosperous, this is where the poetry magazine is respected by everyone in China. Like, the status is respected as the domestic Taishan Beidou, but thinking about it, their editor-in-chief Zhao Zhenkai is just a doorman who fills in a record and lets it go, you know, if you want to see Yang Yunruo in Yunyao, you have to call to ask.