The two of them came to the Kowloon Ice House dessert shop to sit down, and Ji Wei's words of apology passed by, and after a few words, the topic turned to work. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I like what you've designed." In order to ease the atmosphere, Ji Wei praised, although he had praised it before.

"Thanks, which part do you like?" Qin Hai asked.

"I love the overall feel of your software, it's very artistic. But I think it's a bit like the geometry-themed software that Electronic Arts just released recently. ”

Qin Hai frowned: "You're talking about 'geometry'?" ”

"Hmm." Ji Wei didn't pay attention to the expression on his face that was a little cramping, and nodded heartlessly.

With a bang, Qin Hai slapped the glass table with his right hand, which shook the bowl of poplar juice nectar in front of Ji Wei's eyes.

"Have you tried my software yet? The connotation and design are completely different, I don't see any similarities! Before evaluating other people's works, let's take a hard look at them. Qin also said with a straight face.

Ji Wei was stunned - [Oh my God, does this person have emotional intelligence?!] How can she be so fierce to her peers, not to mention that she is still a woman......] The unprecedented situation made Ji Wei not know how to react for a while, just stared at the man in front of him with a rotten egg face with big eyes, and the good impression of him before was at this moment, and the chicken flew and the egg disappeared.

Qin Hai saw that she stayed silent for a long time, probably because she finally realized that she had scared the child with such a fierce appearance just now, so he swallowed his saliva and changed the topic to the round: "Forget it, I'll talk to you about the project I'm working on now." ”

Ji Wei nodded cautiously, like a frightened kitten.

"I didn't want to talk about this, so I didn't bring a computer, just these." Qin Hai said and took out a palm-sized notebook and a pen from his pocket, he opened the notebook, and it was densely filled with design drawings.

After turning to a blank page, Qin Hai picked up the pen and said: "Software design must contain the designer's emotions, and the design process must be a process of emotional expression, just like all movie plots will have their ups and downs, climaxes, ups and downs." So, I use storytelling for my projects. ”

As he spoke, he drew a picture on a blank page, telling the story in the picture while drawing, and in this way, he told a hard piece of software into a warm literary movie.

From the moment Qin Hai began to talk about his design concept, Ji Wei's eyes never left his paintings, and his ears tried not to miss his words. Speaking of which, this girly and fierce man has completely become a different person since the moment he talked about the content of his work, and the fierce old monster voice that sounded in Ji Wei's ears a few minutes ago has also become kind and tactful at this time.

After Qin Hai's introduction was over, he asked, "What do you think?" ”

"I think it's powerful......" Ji Wei replied reflexively.

This is, of course, from the heart...... No one had ever talked to her about software design like that, and she felt like she had learned a lot.

"You should have some opinions." Qin Hai frowned again.

"If I think of any opinions and suggestions in the future, I'll tell you, I really haven't come up with any opinions now......" Ji Wei replied honestly.

"Well, I hope today's conversation will help you in your future work." Qin Hai bluntly made a conclusion on this topic.

"Hmm...... I learned a lot today, thank you very much for your advice. The last word of thanks Ji Wei said a little reluctantly, but ...... This is indeed from the heart......

"It's good to have a harvest." Qin Hai's face instantly returned to the rotten egg face expression that had been lame before.

At this time, Qin Hai's mobile phone rang, and he picked up the phone, judging from the content of the conversation, it should have been his father calling.

In addition, the careful Ji Wei also found that Qin Hai's mobile phone was different.

After he ended the call, Ji Wei chatted: "Your mobile phone has been changed, did you lose the one before?" ”

"The one before fell into the water." Qin Haiyi replied as if he didn't want to talk more.

In the afternoon of the same day, Ji Wei went to Guan Yunyun's house to visit her new comics.

After reading Xiaoyun's paintings, between the sisters' casual conversations, Ji Wei eloquently and angrily told Guan Yunyun the content of the lunch at noon. Xiao Yun was amazed when he heard it, and the main reason was the indignant expression on Ji Wei's face, as if he was going to eat someone alive.

"What is the use of having zero EQ and one hundred and eighteen IQ?!" Ji Wei patted the table angrily and said.

"Wow...... This man is really capable. Not only did she make our Miss Yu angry like this, but she was able to finish this lunch and walk out of the hotel alive. It's not easy......" commented Guan Yunyun.

"It's infuriating! I hate someone so much and be so talented, so talented that I don't want to admit it. Ji Wei leaned back and fell into the sofa.

"What then? ......" Xiaoyun leaned on the big pillow with a handful of flower tea, and looked at Ji Wei with a smile.

"Intolerable...... Be at the end of one's forbearance...... I don't have to endure it anymore, I want to work work work! I'm going to try to be a better designer than him! Hard, struggle, fight! Ji Wei stretched out her right hand and made a cheering gesture, then turned over and sat up.

Guan Yunyun knew that she was going to run to work again, so she shook her head helplessly, and let Miss Ji Wei run over in front of her—turning over the laptop, turning out the information books, turning out the sketchbooks and colored pencils, and letting her cross her legs to the corner of the sofa and start working seriously, regardless of the fact that it was a sunny Saturday afternoon at the moment.

Xiao Yun leisurely took a sip of the cup of flower tea in his palm, thinking to himself, this Qin Hai can be regarded as pinching the life of our eldest lady Ji Wei.

Hehe, yes -

Everyone has weaknesses, weaknesses, fate, and fatal injuries, whether it is a strong woman or a small woman, even if the almighty and divine are like the god of light in Norse mythology, Badr, who bathes in the blessings of all things, will eventually be killed by the parasitism because of his small weakness that has been ignored - insecurity is Guan Yunyun's fatal wound, and too strong competitiveness is Ji Wei's fatal wound.

Every time Guan Yunyun thinks of the bet he set with Ji Wei on New Year's Day, he can't help but wonder what kind of incredible man she should bring to accompany her if this workaholic and overly competitive friend really successfully completed her agreement.

However, at this moment, she seemed to vaguely see the outline of this man......

is like what Luo Zhixiang sings in his song: Strange men will always meet strange women, and lying men will definitely meet lying women; An impulsive man will always meet an impulsive woman, and a fun-loving man will definitely meet a fun-loving woman.

It sounds like there is a little bit of truth, so can you add such a sentence: a workaholic man will always meet a workaholic woman, and a competitive man will definitely meet a more competitive woman.

Guan Yunyun laughed when she thought of this, and decided to get up and go to work - adding a new episode of a workaholic man meeting a workaholic woman to her comic story.

Guan Yunyun always said that he wanted to invite Luo Qingling to dinner, and he didn't even remember how many times he said it, but he always said that even if he didn't fulfill it. Qingling was affectionate and righteous to himself, Xiaoyun was very grateful in his heart, and treated him as a brother from the bottom of his heart, so he found a free time on a Sunday afternoon and asked him out for afternoon tea.

It was a sunny day, and although the summer air was still so hot and humid, it was not as hot and dry as it had been in the past few days. Occasionally, a few warm breezes blow through, trying to soothe the depressed mood of the summer cicadas chirping constantly on the branches, which is still a suitable day for outing.

In order to enjoy this rare warm sun without showing anxiety, Guan Yunyun and Luo Qingling sat in the courtyard of an old Zen teahouse in Jing'an District, chatting very comfortably.

"Qingling, what have you been busy with lately?"

"I'm still doing commercial photography, and I recently opened a photography studio with two friends."

"Really? It's really amazing, then I'll look for you to take pictures from now on. ”

"No problem, I brought a camera today, do you want to shoot?" Qingling took out his professional camera from his backpack, adjusted the focus, and pressed the shutter several times at Xiao Yunlian.

"Eh, wait until I'm done posing before shooting...... Otherwise, the expression will be very distorted. Guan Yunyun protested.

"No, it's good, taking pictures is to capture them to be natural enough, you look at how good these pictures are." Qingling flipped through the frozen pictures of the beauties in his hand, and then handed the camera in his hand to Xiaoyun for review.

"It's not bad, it's worthy of being a professional photographer, what you shoot is just different......" Guan Yunyun praised sincerely after reading it, and then began to look through the other work photos stored in Qingling's camera. While watching, I can't stop admiring.

Seeing the sunny smile on Guan Yunyun's face, Qingling smiled indifferently, sitting quietly drinking his Tieguanyin, and couldn't bear to disturb such a beautiful moment—until Xiaoyun's mobile phone rang.

"Mom, what's the matter?" Xiaoyun glanced at the caller ID, picked up the phone and said.

"Daughter, your dad just had a heart attack and is now in the hospital for resuscitation ......"

"What?!" The bright smile on Guan Yunyun's face was shattered in an instant, replaced by a pale and stunned look, and the camera in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Xiaoyun, don't worry, I believe that my uncle will be fine." Sitting in the back seat of the driving taxi, Qingling comforted Guan Yunyun beside him softly.

Her face was still pale, and she wrung her fingers in distraction.

As soon as she learned that Xiaoyun's father had an accident, Qingling acted quickly and urged her to rush back to her hometown in Suzhou as soon as possible.

"I'll take you home to pick up some luggage, and then we'll rush to the train station." Qingling said while using his mobile phone to check the train schedule: "Here, there is a train at 5:30 in the evening, we can take this train." ”

"Qingling, thank you...... I think I'd better go back alone, you really don't have to accompany me. ”