"Eun Jing, Eun Jing!"

The old man heard the sound of the kitchen urging people to come and answer, so he got up from the recliner and found Song Enjing standing next to the guest in a daze, a little angry.

Eun Jing: What's wrong with today?

When he saw Lu Ben Xinchong, he understood in seconds.

Girls now......

"Ahem, Eunjing, the fried chicken is going to be cool."

The voice of the old man Aberdeen was raised three times, and only then did Song Enjing, who was in deep thought, come back to reality.

Even if you have the heart to compete with other girls, at least you have to take action, and standing aside will not lead to anything.

"I'm sorry, grandpa."

Song Enjing hurriedly hugged the tray and ran to the back kitchen.

From time to time, I have to look back at the progress of Shikamoto Nobuchong and Seto Nanami, Shikamoto Nobuchong is as calm as an ancient well, drinking his own Qingdao and watching the latest news.

Only Nanami Seto smiled sweetly like syrup:

Sitting quietly beside him like this, I also felt very warm.

But she didn't forget about Yoshihara Haidi.

Yoshihara Kaidi was a rare public topic between her and Shintaka Shikamoto, and although she was angry at that bastard's suspicion of being a daddy, she had to continue talking, hoping that everything he did was hidden, and that was the best.

If it weren't for that......

Nanami Seto furrowed his eyebrows fiercely: I'll just pretend that I didn't find the letter on my birthday! Nanami Seto, who has no father, is just a professional jinshi who was adopted by Miss Ryoko.

"Guitar ...... His job is much more difficult than you think, and he may not be a good father, but he is a true hero. ”

At this time, a little admiration rose on Lumoto Shinchong's face.

Under the pseudonym Qifu, he went undercover alone, and finally destroyed Lu Kang's lair and successfully escaped, not only completing the undercover mission brilliantly, but also saving an ordinary person.

All the passers-by near Lukang's nest were arrested by him to do hard labor in raising raw materials, and if they didn't listen to him, they would cut off their hands and feet, and their families would be ruined.

When Yoshihara left Tokyo, he didn't go to South Asia, but to Southeast Asia.

The cash crops there have changed from contraband to tea, replacing the original industrial chain.

That's why when Sankazuki Hoshino left, he would take out a bottle of green tea.

At that time, Yoshiwara Kaidi had already hinted to the three of them in a crazy way.

It's just that there aren't many people who can guess it.

"Heroes?"

Nanami Seto remembered that when he was in the Hoshikai Pavilion, Yoshiwara Kaidi was embarrassed by her drinking, and it was difficult to connect him with these two words.

"The hero of the male PR class?"

Nanami Seto added a prefix.

"Poof!"

Shikamoto Shintaka was choked, and he almost didn't spray the beautiful girl on the opposite side with a beer on his face.

After all, women are just creatures who look at faces, and if Yoshihara Kaidi still maintains the appearance of his youth, maybe things won't be so difficult.

At this time, Shikamoto Shinchong suddenly had a trace of doubt.

When Yoshihara Haidi was young, was he bald?

At least after he met Nanami's mother, he became bald!

"Lu Ben-kun, are you alright?" Nanami Seto got up with a tissue and said that she would help clean it up, but she knew in her heart how to write the word "rub oil".

His muscles are also pleasing to the eye......

Like, I liked it more.

"Mustard octopus!"

Song Enjing appeared between the two in time, barely separating a person's position.

Nanami Seto and Song Eunjing looked at each other, and the electric light in the center of their eyes exploded, and they were about to explode.

Shikamoto Shinchong took the initiative to take the fried chicken from Song Enjing and lifted the red alert.

It is said that three women play a play, but in fact, if a woman wants to sing a one-man show, one person is enough, let alone two, that is, a show.

Seto Nanami couldn't look at each other anymore, so he picked up the tentacles of the octopus that was still wriggling, dipped the mustard on the plate, and ate them together.

"Hmmm! Delicious! ”

She let out an exclamation.

The octopus must be fresh and fat, the mustard is spicy enough to punch the nose, it is freshly ground from wasabi, and the raw materials are very good.

I didn't expect that the street stalls in Shin-Okubo also had this level of cuisine.

"Do you want to try it too?"

"Don't, eating too much octopus is easy to become a husband."

“...... Zhangyu, what does it mean? ”

Seto Nanami was dumbfounded, is this another code between male publicists? She thought for a few seconds, probably stupid.

Finally, Shikamoto Shinchong dipped his beer and wrote on the table:

Zhangyu = illiterate.

She finally understood.

Shikamoto-kun's kanji is very sexy!

Seto Nanami couldn't help but sigh, there are so many people who like to use katakana these days, and most of the "octopus" is spelling, how can he think of Zhangyu and then illiteracy?

"Your calligraphy, and what you just said...... DiDi ...... It's like something from two worlds. ”

Seto Nanami said.

Shintaka Shikamoto's fingertips dipped in beer paused.

It seems to be something of two worlds, are you talking about conservatism and innovation?

"Each type of thing has its own development rules, and the Internet and calligraphy are definitely different. Just like a mobile phone, the newer the more features, but the older the model, the harder it is to be eavesdropped. Sometimes it's a matter of personal choice. ”

"What is the law of the development of the Internet? So it's changing fast? ”

"Well, maybe five years is an era."

Lumoto Shinchong is talking about the country, there are more people, and there are naturally more methods.

In the early stage, it was also based on the "time machine theory", which was developed and transmitted by the order of the ugly country, the island country, and the country, but before he crossed over, the order of development and transmission was completely changed.

The island nation missed out on more than five years, and that is more than one era.

Shikamoto Shinchong couldn't help but feel a little regretful when he thought that his two projects had gone out before they could be launched.

There were no old ships on the seas of the New World, and before they could turn their rudders, they were swept into the wrong path by the undercurrent, and could no longer leave, but could only watch as a few small boats that were far inferior to them moved slowly.

The volume is too large, and if you want to turn around, it will be difficult to return.

"Five years? So fast? ”

Nanami Seto is a bit incredible.

It's only been five years, which is not enough to finish chasing a hot-blooded comic.

"Hmm."

Five years is just a general statement, and no one really calculates it.

In the midst of the competition, how many people have taken on huge debts, and how many people have jumped off the rooftop.

The winner takes all, and the loser loses everything.

"In the future, do you want to engage in the Internet industry?"

Nanami Seto put her chopsticks down and cast her eyes far away.

It was as if she saw the future.

"Hmm."

Shikamoto Shinchong did not hide it, and he didn't need to hide it.

"I always feel that what you're talking about is far away, not the kind of feeling that will happen to you right away." Nanami Seto said slowly.

Shikamoto Shinchong just smiled, and before the explosion of Internet mobile companies, almost everyone thought so.