The 32nd floor of the Purple Star Building, the editorial office of Fashion Pictorial.

Zhang Xiaomeng held a large pile of gorgeous clothes and ran in the corridor leading to the studio at an extremely agile speed.

"It's coming, it's coming! The clothes have arrived, and the model beauties will arrive soon! “

Zhang Xiaomeng shouted loudly as she pushed open the door of the studio, and the bright incandescent light made her almost unable to open her eyes all of a sudden. "Silly X, what's the use of holding your clothes here? Do you want the model to change clothes here? Don't you have a locker room here? Can you find someone more reliable to work with me? If it's such a waste of time, I won't do it, uncle! “

The photographer who was fiddling with the studio lights immediately lost his temper when he saw Zhang Xiaomeng coming in with his clothes in his arms.

Who calls someone a big-name photographer? Zhang Xiaomeng didn't dare to explain more, apologized again and again, and then rushed out to urge those model ladies who were bigger than photographers!

That's what she does every day, a little rookie reporter for fashion magazines. This person may also wear beautiful rented clothes to attend the new product launch of a big fashion brand, and the next moment he may squat on the side of the road and eat a boxed lunch with his migrant uncle.

After finally coping with the big-name photographer who lost his temper, he coaxed the pampered model ladies into the studio. Zhang Xiaomeng leaned against the wall and took a small breath, and the small courtyard full of roses at home involuntarily appeared in her mind.

Only by returning to that small courtyard is the holy place for her to rest. Smelling the flowers, listening to the birds, blowing the evening breeze, and looking at the stars in the night sky, all the troubles at work will disappear. "I miss my little yard so much! Go home from work early today! Also, it's strange that that ugly fat tenant actually spends such an expensive price to rent a yard to keep bees. However, his character doesn't seem to be bad, and the most important thing is to be generous. Well, next time I have a chance, I will knock him again, people are stupid and kind-hearted, this kind of man is the girl's favorite! “

Zhang Xiaomeng was in a daze, and she was hugged by someone behind her, so frightened that she almost screamed.

Of course, it was a girl who attacked her, this girl was quite beautiful, but the makeup on her face was too thick, and her clothes were slightly exaggerated, showing remarkable sex appeal everywhere. Although she can be called a beauty in the eyes of the public, she is still much inferior to Zhang Xiaomeng's beautiful temperament. "Xiaomeng, the day after tomorrow is your birthday. I asked Jack and Sun Lang to go to your house to play! I miss your charming little courtyard so much! This time it's a group event, you can't put it off, or our sisters won't have to do it! Hum! “

The girl who spoke was named Yang Yingli, Zhang Xiaomeng's elementary school classmate, and the two worked together in Fashion Pictorial, and they have been good friends for many years.

Zhang Xiaomeng hesitated, as if it was difficult to make up her mind. But looking at her best friend's serious expression, she finally wavered. "Forget it, there's no trouble that can't be solved! It shouldn't be a big problem! Zhang Xiaomeng said to herself in her heart. Alright, alright! The day after tomorrow, the boss traveled abroad, and it happened that I could take a day off. I'll be waiting for you at home. Zhang Xiaomeng said with a smile.

An imperceptible smile flashed on Yang Yingli's face, patted Xiaomeng's shoulder, and said, "Okay!" Then it's a deal! We'll look for you the day after tomorrow! "At nightfall.

Knock, knock, knock! A knock from outside the door woke Ling Qingfeng from his luck breath.

Slightly displeased, he walked to the door and opened it.

Standing at the door was Miss Zhang Xiaomeng, who lived in the shack.

She is wearing a light blue dress tonight, her fragrant shoulders are hidden under the light gauze, her soft and light waist shows the youthful atmosphere of a girl, and her straight and smooth calves are easy to attract people's eyes involuntarily. "Ahem, ahem! What's the matter with you? Ling Qingfeng retracted his gaze and coughed to hide the small embarrassment caused by his gaze slipping. Boss, I'd like to ask you a favor, can you? Zhang Xiaomeng showed a super cute expression and looked at each other with a smile.

Ling Qingfeng shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "Say it!" What's up? ”

"Tomorrow my colleague comes to the house for a party, I want to borrow your yard, as well as the kitchen and living room, if it is convenient, you can go out for a day! I know I'm really embarrassed about this, but I promise I'll clean everything up, please! ”

Zhang Xiaomeng knew that this fat tenant was very homely, he basically didn't go out much, and there was no movement in the house, so he boldly made a request.

"I'm not going anywhere, I like to stay at home!" Ling Qingfeng directly rejected this chick's request without thinking about it.

What's the matter? For no reason, she wants to disappear by herself, and the house is lent to her to toss. Although there is nothing important in the room, I believe that the first reaction of anyone is to refuse.

Zhang Xiaomeng bit her lip, revealing a pitiful little appearance, and said timidly: "Just borrow it for a day, don't be so stingy!" I promise to make breakfast for you every day in the future! Otherwise, I'll also cover dinner in the future, as long as I don't work overtime, is it okay? Please, I really want to entertain friends, where I live, you know, it's so small, it's inconvenient! “

When the chick mentioned breakfast, Ling Qingfeng remembered the kindness he received by the windowsill in the morning, and his heart couldn't help but soften. In addition, I am really not good at cooking, so if I can eat an extra good meal every day, it seems to be okay.

"I'll stay in your house tomorrow! If I don't come out, don't bother me! Cook a meal in the morning and evening! I'll pay for the meal. The fat man replied with a grim face.

"Thank you so much, thank you so much! I have internet access in that room, and it's your WIFI, ah! I accidentally said that I leaked my mouth, sorry, sorry! Zhang Xiaomeng said as she kept retreating into the courtyard.

She's going to take care of the beehives for me anyway, and it doesn't matter if you help her once. Ling Qingfeng tilted his head and turned back to the room. Early the next morning, Zhang Xiaomeng knocked on the fat neighbor's door early. The other party is so easy to talk to, Zhang Xiaomeng's impression of the fat man is a little better.

Ling Qingfeng opened the door, didn't say anything, walked through the flowers with a laptop in his arms, and walked to the door of the shed where Zhang Xiaomeng lived.

The door of the shed was open, and Ling Qingfeng stepped inside, his eyes turned around, and he found that the shed made of birch wood had been cleaned up. The furnishings inside are simple and straightforward, with only a hardwood bed, a wooden table placed by the window, two small wooden stools, and two rows of books neatly arranged at the head of the bed.

Ling Qingfeng glanced at it, there are only two categories of these books, one is fashion magazines, not those domestic street pictorials, but all in English or Korean, and the other is current affairs magazines, what reference news, party newspapers and the like, and a set of 24 histories.

It was obviously two completely different styles of books, but they were placed on the desk of the same person, if he didn't know that she was just living alone, Ling Qingfeng would almost think that there was another person living in this shack.

In addition to books and manuscript paper, only a string of lilac wind chimes hanging from the windowsill in the room has a slightly feminine style.

"What a weird girl!" Ling Qingfeng was secretly a little curious, what kind of experience made her live in such a place, and her reading style was so different? However, these were not things that Ling Qingfeng cared about, and they were just dangling in his mind. Because "Violent Ape Bone Breaking Hand" has been practiced to the last one, he plans to combine the true qi that has been practiced in his body to try again.

Internal strength with strong moves is the king! Ling Qingfeng continued to explore the mysteries of kung fu according to the routines and thinking in martial arts novels. Anyway, no one taught him, but it means that he has no shackles, and he is free to do whatever he wants.

After a busy morning, Zhang Xiaomeng cleaned up all the traces left by the fat tenant in the room, and cleaned them inside and out. Now this house looks, how to say? It's like being on your own again!

At half past eleven o'clock in the afternoon, a red Wrangler SUV slowly stopped at the gate of the courtyard.