How much difference can a person make online and offline?

This is a very simple materialist question, which has sparked a lot of heated discussions since the rise of the Internet in big business, which one represents the real self, this is another question. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, Li Baifeng was not interested in discussing this issue with her, as the so-called "the overthrow of the previous car, the lesson of the rear car", with the last experience, he clearly realized that Zhang Minyun was a woman who had no score, if he was involved with her, he was afraid that he could talk all the way from the experience of infant care to the battle situation of Zhiyuanxing.

Even though Li Baifeng was now in a leisurely and relaxed state, he didn't want to waste his time on such boring things - he would rather choose to watch something, so he didn't be polite or go around in circles, but replied neatly:

Thank you and goodbye.

After the message was sent, within a few seconds, the other party's reply came, and you could vaguely feel a sense of anxiety through the screen of the mobile phone.

Can you get people to finish talking?

This was followed by an "angry" expression.

Seeing this expression, Li Baifeng knew that the other party was not really angry, but was just expressing dissatisfaction, if he was really angry, he was afraid that what he sent was a kind expression called "smile", or he didn't even reply.

You said.

After editing and sending these two words with a punctuation mark, Li Baifeng thought about it for a while, and felt that something was wrong, although he was wary of her behavior of helping for no reason, but it was undeniable that the other party had been helping him all along, so it would seem a little ungrateful to reply, not to mention that he really had nothing worth her plot, he couldn't be greedy for his beauty, right?

So he added a "smile" to show his friendliness.

Maybe Zhang Minyun also thinks that his starting point for sending this expression is good, or maybe she doesn't want to be bored on this issue anymore, all in all, she quickly cut to the point.

You have won Chongzhen, according to the rules of winning the field, the right to use the Beishan Building Terrace this year belongs to you, although the result has been decided, but the specific procedures such as registration and entry have not been completed, are you convenient to come out now, I will give you the approval form of the event venue first, you fill it out.

So that's what happened.

Only then did Li Baifeng remember that Zhang Minyun's identity was one of the directors of the Federation of Clubs, and she wanted to register this matter and she was responsible, so she contacted herself after the game.

This should be done with our president, I'm just a thug.

Although this matter is indeed a serious matter, Li Baifeng, who is full of food and drink, just wants to lie lazily on the sofa, this is the lazy taste, as for this kind of thing - it would be good to throw the pot to an energetic girl like Xia Lingying, anyway, the club is hers.

No, it's you who competes, you are the one who wins, and you are the one who records it on the computer, so you have to fill out the form and sign it. (#笑)

The replies that followed shattered the beautiful blueprint outlined in Li Baifeng's heart, and when it came to this point, naturally there was no argument. It's just a pity that this supposed lazy afternoon was indirectly sold to Xia Lingying, the troublesome president who exploited the blood and sweat of working people.

Well, where to go?

North Lake, a small building by the lake. Waiting for you! (laughs)

Silently writing down the location, Li Baifeng stood up, sighed, and finally understood what it meant to be "There is no free lunch in Dashang." ”

The small building by the lake is no stranger to Li Baifeng.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, it was in this place when Xia Lingying used earth-shattering means to forcibly let him take over this troublesome matter. Well, how do you define that? "A place where fate meets"? Or "where dreams begin"?

Zhang Minyun said "Waiting for you" on Feichuan before, not to be cute, nor to be polite, but to state the facts. When Li Baifeng walked all the way to the lake and Xiaozhu without hurrying, he found that the other party was already waiting there.

Today, Zhang Minyun wore a light blue thin sweatshirt lined with a white cotton T-shirt, outlining a plump curve on his chest, and wearing a slim light-colored jeans on his lower body, lining his legs with slender legs. The jet-black hair is casually tied into a single ponytail and thrown behind his head, and the whole person exudes a capable atmosphere.

At this moment, she was sitting upright on the stone chair under the pavilion, leaning on a large colored checkered canvas bag beside her, which I don't know what it contained, and it looked bulging.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." Although he didn't know how long the other party had been here, but he was obviously already waiting for him, Li Baifeng walked forward quickly and apologized politely.

"It's okay, I was closer to here." Zhang Minyun nodded slightly, and motioned for Li Baifeng to sit down, with no expression on his face, as if he had become the majestic director of the club in the small hall that day.

How big can the gap between a person's online and offline be?

Li Baifeng muttered this question again in his heart, and sat down opposite her silently.

"By the way, do you want tea?"

As if feeling that the atmosphere was a little dull, Zhang Minyun tilted his head and asked expressionlessly, and then took out a set of yellow mud tea sets from the canvas bag beside him as if he were juggling, teapots, teacups, teaspoons, tea boats, tea seas, tea drains, tea clips, and tea hairpins.

As if she suddenly remembered something, she tapped her head, took out a large thermos cup in her bag, and placed it on the stone table with a "bang".

It was as if a hospitable shepherd had entertained a distinguished guest, stuck a sharp saber on the table, pointed to the bowl of blood wine, smiled and asked the distinguished guest, "Do you look down on me if you don't drink?" ”。

Li Baifeng, who was dumbfounded, matched the capable senior sister in front of him with the woman who had no score on Feichuan, and he subconsciously nodded in agreement.

Seeing him nodding, Zhang Minyun pulled the corners of his mouth, seemed to smile, and then unscrewed the thermos cup with a "click", and skillfully operated, and after a while, a cup of pale yellow tea was brought to Li Baifeng in front of Li Baifeng with mist.

"Taste it."

Li Baifeng thanked him, took the teacup and took a sip.

Then the "poof" burned to the mouth.

Zhang Minyun couldn't help but chuckle, handed over a tissue, Li Baifeng took it with a somewhat embarrassed expression, wiped it quickly, and coughed lightly to hide the embarrassment.

"Ahem, what, didn't you ask me to fill out the form?" may have felt that the previous facts were a little embarrassing, Li Baifeng diverted the topic and talked about him left and right.

"Oh, yes." Zhang Minyun put away his smile and said as if he had just remembered, then turned his head and rummaged through the canvas bag.

"Found it."

After a moment, her eyes lit up, and she grabbed a stack of papers and pulled it out.