In the morning light, when the first rays of sunlight appeared in the eastern sky, reflecting the clouds in the sky into a silhouette, two figures appeared at the end of the road in the town. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the early morning of the town, most people are still asleep, but some businesses are already busy, and the dim lights, through the half-open roller shutter doors, reflect on the long street, with a different kind of warmth.

Although it was August, after a rain yesterday, it suddenly dropped a temperature today, and the impact of the typhoon has not passed, and the gusts of wind are blowing, giving people the illusion of coldness, as if the cold autumn has arrived.

The voices of the two people talking echoed back and forth on the long street, making it even more empty and lonely.

"Brother Sigou, you just work here. ”

"Well, don't call me Brother Four Dogs. ”

"What's that calling you?"

"Call me Phineas. ”

"Okay Brother Four Dogs. ”

After a moment of silence, the young man's voice sounded again: "Brother Four Dogs, why don't you work in a big city, there are many high-rise buildings there......"

"Traffic jams. ”

"Oh......"

The boy's confused voice fell silent again, and the two of them walked down the long street one after the other, and then stopped at the WAGO design studio.

"Is this here?" the young man widened his eyes and looked at the studio in front of him: "This house is so beautiful!"

In front of a row of flat two-story buildings, this small building designed by Wei Ke himself can really be said to stand out from the crowd.

"Of course. Chen Changfei stood in front of this small building, and he was also a little honored.

He looked up, and then he saw that the lights on the second floor were still on.

"Huh...... Is Mr. Wei still there?" Chen Changfei was stunned, it was almost eight o'clock when he went back last night, Tang Wan said that he was guarding here, and asked Chen Changfei to go back first, but he didn't expect that Mr. Wei was still there today.

Just as he was wondering, a person came out of the door, it was Tang Wan.

Wei Ke didn't leave, he naturally stayed here all night.

"Mr. Tang!" Chen Changfei said hello, seeing Tang Wan's puzzled gaze fall on the young man behind him, he explained: "This is the cousin I said yesterday, Chen Changda, you just call him Xiaoda." ”

Yesterday, Chen Changfei took a half-day off and said that he was going to pick up people at the station, was it this teenager?

"Oh, Xiaoda, welcome, welcome!" Tang Wan's gaze swept over the young man, who was a little restrained, with a strong local atmosphere, the clothes on his body were brand new, but the shoes under his feet were old, and the socks were even more frayed.

"Xiaoda is the son of my fourth uncle, and he just started high school this year, so I took him out to school. Chen Changfei rubbed Xiao Da's head with some pity, Xiao Da dodged dissatisfied, glanced at Tang Wan timidly, and took two steps back.

"What do I say?" Chen Changfei glared.

"Brother Tang is good. Xiao Da hung his head and said hello.

But the eye can't help but look into the hall where the light shines, and at the top of the entrance to the studio, an extremely interesting geometric prism is designed, under the light, the light is strange and dreamlike.

The lobby also has a variety of entertainment facilities, game equipment, and an old arcade machine.

At this time, the more than 100-inch TV in the hall was on, and it seemed that someone was playing a game.

"Brother Four Dogs?" Xiao Da looked at the saliva that was about to run down.

"Go ahead. Seeing that Xiaoda was a little nervous, Chen Changfei smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Looking at Xiaoda's back, Chen Changfei smiled and said: "Xiaoda is in high school this year, and it is too difficult for the middle school in the town to pass the exam, and I don't want Xiaoda to experience a ......."

Chen Changfei, who came out of a remote mountain town, knows how powerless it is to feel that he just wants to be admitted to a university, but the process is like creating a miracle.

There are no pioneers, there are no guiding goals, everything has to be explored by itself, and even hard work is not enough.

As a former legend, and now he is still being used as a role model by the town's middle school to educate others, Chen Changfei would rather not be a legend himself.

But how difficult is it for a recent college graduate, who is still a child himself, to bring a teenager of rebellious age from the mountains to him and let him go to school in a big city?

Hukou, student status, fees, residence......

It's a headache to think about.

There is still more than half a month before the start of school, and in the next few days, Chen Changfei will definitely be very busy.

Tang Wan patted Chen Changfei on the shoulder, he was also a young man, and he didn't understand these things, so he could only support him silently as a good brother.

Then he asked, "What's the matter with the four dogs?"

"Don't ask, or you'll be ruined. ”

……

In the entrance hall, on the sofa that was very comfortable at first glance, Xiaoda was playing a game with someone, holding the handle and having fun, shouting while playing: "Hahaha, why are you dead again, you are so stupid! Look at my ...... Alright, it's safe, hurry up!"

The man who was said to be stupid scratched his head, and he was not angry, and the game character he controlled crawled on the ground for a long time, and finally reached a safe place, hiding behind cover, dodging the swishing bullets from the opposite side.

"Who's playing the game?" Chen Changfei walked in, curious who would come earlier than him in the studio, he looked at it, was stunned for a moment, and immediately stammered: "Nan...... Mr. Nan!"

is half-lying on the sofa, having fun with Xiaoda, it is Nanming.

Chen Changfei had met Nan Ming a few times, but he didn't have a chance to talk to Nan Ming.

He stared at Tang Wan with wide eyes, Mr. Nan was here, why didn't Tang Wan tell him!

Tang Wan shrugged, in fact, as the first phase of Lazy An, Tang Wan had many more opportunities to get along with Nanming than others.

Tang Wan knows Nanming, he doesn't like to be surprised, whether it is Chen Changfei or Xiaoda, there is no threat to Nanming, just like those bear children who wander around Nanming all day, there is no need to say more.

Look at it now, Xiaoda and Nanming are having a lot of fun.

"Hello!" Nan Ming greeted Chen Changfei very casually and continued to immerse himself in the world of the game.

Chen Changfei looked at Nan Ming and Xiaoda blankly.

The two of them are about the same age, and Nan Ming is also wearing short-sleeved shorts in summer, and they are immersed in the game at this time, and they are all shouting, which makes Chen Changfei feel particularly special and awkward.

He quietly took a few steps back, only to see that in the dark corner, there were still a few people sitting, with straight figures and eyes like torches.

Chen Changfei took a few deep breaths and asked Tang Wandao in a low voice: "Why did Mr. Nan come......?

Shouldn't this man who is lazy be sleeping?

"Mr. Nan came last night, and Mr. Wei hurt each other until midnight......"

Chen Changfei's face suddenly became strange.

Hurting each other until midnight, this sentence is a bit strange to think about......

The way these two hurt each other......

Chen Changfei hurriedly shook his head and threw this idea out of his mind.

Fortunately, a consensus was finally reached, Mr. Nan seemed to be very satisfied with Mr. Wei's new design, and Mr. Wei is now making the final improvements. ”

Tang Wandao.

In other words, this hellish day is coming to an end?

Chen Changfei couldn't help but be a little excited.

And what will the new design look like that can satisfy Mr. Nan and Mr. Wei?

No matter what Chen Changfei thinks, he can't imagine what Wei Ke's style looks like mixed with pastoral style.

At this moment, Wei Ke's crazy laughter sounded on the second floor: "Wowhahaha, I'm finally done!"

(The transition chapters are the most difficult to write, and a lot of the plot is in my head, but I can't get out...... (To be continued.) )