Knocking on Zhao Zhen's door, hearing the sound of coming in, Yang Yunruo pushed the door open.

Zhao Zhenkai's office is very simple, a vermilion desk, and the red ones are written black. There is also a painting case on the side, a finished general painting is placed at will, with two white jade paperweights pressed on it, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, poetry holder, pen wash, ink bed, toad water injection, mountain peak pen holder, and even in the pen holder, there is always a little mouse-like ink monkey, revealing a small head, a pair of bright eyes staring at the world outside the pen holder. Squeaked twice, Mu Leyao looked over and thought it was a mouse, was startled, and hurriedly jumped into Yang Yunruo's arms.

Zhao Zhenkai is wearing reading glasses in his shoes, one stroke is vigorous and powerful, like a knife carving, stepping on the arm of the flamboyant amplitude, every stroke is like making a work of art. Hearing Mu Leyao's exclamation, Zhao Zhenkai raised his head, looked in the direction of Mu Leyao's surprise, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, that's not a mouse, it's a black monkey." ”

"Teacher Zhao, the juniors are rude. Yang Yunruo said Zou Zou, he ignored Zhao Zhenkai's love last time, brushed his sleeves away, and regretted it afterwards, what can't be discussed, even if he doesn't want to, he can be tactful, he is still too young. So this time, Yang Yunruo plans to do a good job of understanding.

It's just that Yang Yunruo's so-called understanding is a little pedantic and humble in Zhao Zhenkai's eyes, he stood up and waved his hand: "Young people don't be so lifeless, like rotten wood, vigorous is your nature." I thought you should be there in the morning, but I didn't expect you to come when it was almost time to get off work. But it's a little late, and I'm going to look for you if you don't come again. ”

"Yes, yes......" Yang Yunruo nodded hurriedly.

Zhao Zhengkai walked to the side of the painting case, stretched out his hand to the pen holder, and the little ink monkey jumped lightly to Zhao Zhenkai's palm, a small lump, and the big eyes were very cute, as if they came out of the second dimension.

handed the ink monkey to Yang Yunruo and Mu Leyao to look around, and then put the little thing back into the pen holder, and squeaked twice as if to say hello.

The two sat down, took the painting sent by Yang Yunruo and put it aside, and chatted.

Liu Minghui held the water cup, but didn't drink it, just held it silently. The female colleague next to him had been watching him for a long time, so she simply supported her head and continued to watch to see how long he could remain motionless like this, even with the same facial expression.

"What are you doing, one is in a daze, the other is looking at him in a daze?" One patted Liu Minghui's shoulder while going to fetch water, waking Liu Minghui up.

"No, nothing. Liu Minghui smiled a little embarrassedly, he could feel the way he looked just now, it must be very ridiculous. No wonder Gu Guanyin, the beautiful colleague next to him, has been looking at herself, this is to watch herself make a fool of herself, and the old man Brother Li who took a scare of himself.

"I don't think so, aren't you thinking about your sweetheart?" Gu Guanyin said closely, sniffing Liu Minghui's body as he spoke, as if he wanted to find some clues based on the smell.

"No, no ......"

"Hey, Lao Liu, you said that you have a beauty like Gu Meinu on the side, and you still want to find someone else. I will be with you, the entire poetry magazine is about the same age as the two of you, and you are not married, so everyone will want to match you, I want to be ten years younger, and it will not be your turn to Yang. As he spoke, Brother Li patted Liu Minghui's body again, and the shot was so heavy that even the colleagues on the opposite side heard the sound and looked up at them.

Brother Li's words made Liu Minghui and Gu Guanyin blush, and even made others join in this discussion.

"That's right, Xiao Liu, it's been more than half a year, has there been any progress, we are still waiting to have a wine with you." Let me tell you, it's been a long time since we've had a happy event. ”

"That's it, Xiao Liu, you can't do it, no, I'll introduce Xiao Gu to my nephew, my nephew will graduate soon." ”

"Your nephew is too young, the youngest son of my father's comrade-in-arms, the same age as Xiao Gu, why don't you think about it. ”

"Hey, Lao Zhang, you just said that Xiao Gu is old and people are old? Xiao Gu, some people say that you are old, and you don't refute it. ”

"I'm talking about being old, I'm just saying it's appropriate, your nephew's little bean sprouts should wait a few years. ”

"What are you waiting for, I haven't heard of a female junior holding gold bricks. ”

In an instant, the whole office hall was noisy, it was too quiet in the days of poetry magazines, so quiet that a topic could be discussed by a group of people, and it was too casual, so casual that anyone could join in the discussion.

"Xiao Liu, don't hurry up and make a statement, otherwise Xiao Gu will run away with someone. Brother Li said with a smile.

"I ...... I was thinking about things just now. Liu Minghui blushed a little and changed the topic and said, "I seem to have seen Yang Yunruo." ”

"If you see it, you can see it, what's so surprising? The poetry collection that the editor-in-chief corrected for him is going to be released, and tomorrow is the day of the press conference, so what's strange about him coming to visit, isn't it normal? Brother Li said a little speechlessly, he was still too young, if he didn't hurry up and coax Gu Guanyin, who was pouting next to him, he would scare everything, and he couldn't help.

"I'm thinking about Yang Yunruo, do you think this person is very strange, poetry, lyrics and composition, practice singing, it seems that he can do anything, he can do anything, and he is outstanding. Write all the poems, even a picky person like our editor-in-chief has nothing to say, I heard that this time Yang Yunruo's poetry collection, the old man has not changed a word, just his character, not a word has changed, you can imagine what the situation is. Liu Minghui leaned on the table and said to everyone: "Moreover, it is also first-class, you see that now he is writing "Fengshen Interpretation" on Weibo, I grass, this profound writing skill is not a person at all, at least I can't write it if I want to write it." And his songs, although they are not available on the Internet now, I don't believe you haven't heard them. There is also the mess "The Legend of the New White Lady" that was popular some time ago. You say that this guy is a little too talented, and it is completely unscientific. ”

"According to you, it seems like yes. Hey, I also read "Fengshen Interpretation", and it also introduced a copy of "Buddha is the Way", my God, it's not a style at all, I'll tell you, one can be regarded as Wenxuan; Brother Li said with water.

"Brother Li, do you read the online text?" Gu Guanyin asked in surprise.

"Look, why don't you look at it, but there's nothing to see lately. Brother Li said as he paced.

"Who's going to ...... tomorrow's conference"