Chapter 222: No, I'm afraid
The time the two spent alone didn't last long, and after a while, Xiong Ailan ran in happily.
"Huh? Why did you come here? Song Yuhua looked down at the time, it was not yet noon, "Didn't you take half a day off so that you only need to catch up with the afternoon shift?" ”
Xiong Ailan waved her hand, a smile on her face, "I can't wait to share the good news with you!" ”
"What?"
"The costume design contest is airing on TV today, have you forgotten? I saw the posters of our brand at the bus stop! Xiong Ailan glared.
Song Yuhua slapped his forehead in annoyance, "I really forgot about this stubble." ”
The poster at the bus stop was handed over to the person in charge a few days ago, and they put it up today, so it was very punctual. And the posters and leaflets that she was going to paste on the walls of the house were still piled up in the corners of the storeroom.
Gu Jun was helpless, and gently rubbed her red forehead for her, "You don't need to beat yourself." ”
Song Yuhua grabbed his hand down, grabbed Xiong Ailan with the other hand, and led the two of them to the warehouse, "Now, there is a major task to be handed over to you." ”
A thick stack of leaflets was handed to Xiong Ailan and asked her to distribute them in various places, "You can't distribute much by yourself, it's best to find some children playing on the street to give them some money to help, and the expenses will be reimbursed." ”
"Okay, I got it." Xiong Ailan held the leaflet in her arms and nodded seriously.
Song Yuhua turned his head to look at Gu Jun again, "As for you, go with me to paste these posters." ”
After speaking, he handed more than a dozen posters of different sizes rolled into tubes to Gu Jun, and turned around to go back to find two bottles of glue.
Everything is ready, "Let's go!" ”
The three of them drove at the door, Xiong Ailan went to take the bus, and Song Yuhua and Gu Jun chose to ride bicycles.
The wide blank space facing the wall of the street is the first choice for pasting posters, and the first poster was pasted by Song Yuhua on the wall of the street outside the garment factory.
From near to far, it slowly spreads in the vicinity.
The last poster, which is also the largest, Song Yuhua wanted to put on the wall of the building next to the square, facing the square.
Because the wall was too wide, Song Yuhua wanted to put the poster on it.
The giant poster, which was three meters long and two meters wide, was placed on the ground, and the back was covered with glue, and Song Yuhua and Gu Jun grabbed the two corners of the bottom end and pasted it on the wall at a height of about one meter above the ground.
Then press and hold the poster, press it up little by little, Song Yuhua raised his hands straight, and even stood on tiptoe, looked up, and half of the poster fell and was not pasted.
Song Yuhua, who was quite satisfied with his height, felt that he was shorter for the first time.
She jumped up according to the poster, successfully pasted a width of nearly twenty centimeters, and then looked at the poster that still had a large section of the poster left, completely helpless.
Turning his head to look at Gu Jun, he found that he was only a little better than her.
Gu Jun took a few steps back, jumped up with a runner, and covered the poster on it, but not all the posters fell down again due to gravity.
His jumping ability is very good, but the poster is too huge, and with a height of one meter above the ground, it is a full four meters high.
Seeing Gu Jun's helpless look on his face, Song Yuhua, who was still a little depressed, couldn't help laughing.
When the other party turned his head to look over, Song Yuhua immediately pursed the corners of his mouth and held back a smile, but the smile came out of his eyes again.
Gu Jun sighed lightly, turned his head to look around, and picked up a small wooden stick from the flower bed, about fifty centimeters long.
Turning his head to look at Song Yuhua, who was still holding back a smile, Gu Jun raised his eyebrows, "Come here, I have a way." ”
"What?" Song Yuhua walked over and was handed a small wooden stick.
She was gesturing with a small wooden stick, when she saw Gu Jun squatting down against the wall, then turned his head to look at her and patted his shoulder, "Stand up." ”
Song Yuhua took two steps back and shook his head, "No, no, I'm afraid." ”
Gu Jun stood up, "Then what do you say?" ”
Song Yuhua looked at the poster that could be pasted on the top, and then looked at Gu Jun, hesitating, "I'm very heavy." ”
Gu Jun took a serious look at her slender figure, "Look at your little arms and legs, there are no one hundred or two, so you are embarrassed to tell me that it is heavy." ”
Song Yuhua said again: "What if I fall?" ”
"I'm going to fall you?" Gu Jun asked rhetorically.
Song Yuhua had nothing to say and walked over in compromise. Gu Jun smiled, reached out to wrap his arms around her shoulders, and pinched the back of her neck, "Don't be afraid, I'll hold you firmly." ”
Song Yuhua pouted and did not speak. She knew that Gu Jun would not let her fall, but it was one thing to know and another to be afraid.
In the end, Song Yuhua still stood on Gu Jun's shoulder, holding on to the wall with a heartbeat, rising as Gu Jun slowly stood up.
She tilted her head and waved the small wooden stick in her hand quickly, just wanting to get the poster in order to get it done quickly, and the feeling of falling down at any moment was too unpleasant.
Finally, the poster was perfectly pasted, Song Yuhua breathed a sigh of relief, and threw the small wooden stick in his hand, "Okay, I'm going to come down." ”
Gu Jun, who received the notice, suddenly squatted down slightly, and it happened that Song Yuhua's footsteps moved slightly, and one slipped on it, "Ah! ”
The unbalanced body fell down in an instant.
Gu Jun was startled, and immediately let go of Song Yuhua's ankles, and turned around to take the person in his arms.
Both of them were startled, looking at each other, their eyes full of palpitations and happiness.
For a while, they didn't even pay attention to the posture of their princess hugging.
Immediately, there was a commotion around them, which quickly brought the two back to their senses.
Song Yuhua immediately let go of the hand that was encircling Gu Jun's neck, and Gu Jun immediately let go of the person and asked her to stand on her own.
The commotion around continued, some young people clamoring to hug another one, and some old pedants who condemned hugging and hugging in public.
Song Yuhua was embarrassed when he heard it.
"Let's go." She whispered, grabbed Gu Jun's hand and was about to leave, but the next moment, she found that Gu Jun had no intention of leaving.
Looking over suspiciously, Gu Jun patted her hand, held it tightly, then turned his head to look at the onlookers, and said loudly: "Hello everyone, my name is Gu Jun, this is my object Song Yuhua, she has a good personality, good learning, and good skills." ”
"She set up a company called Meritus Clothing, the production of clothing style novel, fair price, but where the cooperation is not bad, if you have a demand, please consider Meritus clothing company first."
Song Yuhua looked at Gu Jun in shock, he never thought that he would say such a thing.
For a while, I just felt moved, my nose was sore, and my eyes were moist.
was stunned, and suddenly saw the other party looking back and stretched out his hand to her, Song Yuhua subconsciously asked, "Ah?" ”
Gu Jun was helpless, and tapped the tip of her nose with his index finger, "Business card, I saw you bring it before I came out." ”
"Oh oh, yes!" Song Yuhua reacted at this time, quickly took out a stack of business cards from his pocket, was picked up by Gu Jun, and sent them to the people present one by one.
The business card is very simple, black on a white background, some light blue lace, with three big characters of Song Yuhua written on it, and a row of small characters under it: Junhua Garment Company.
At the bottom, there is a string of numbers, the landline phone number of Dafa Garment Factory.
After the business card was distributed, the crowd gradually dispersed, Gu Jun turned his head to look at Song Yuhua, and chuckled: "Let's go, we should go back too." ”
Song Yuhua pursed his lips, reached out and pinched Gu Jun's cheek, and let out a puzzled cry: "How can you be so good!" ”
Gu Jun smiled and didn't speak, looking straight at the person in front of him with a pair of deep eyes.
Looking at the reflection that belonged to her in the other party's eyes, Song Yuhua, who was still playing, gradually quieted down, and the heat in the air seemed to gather towards her and stick to her face.
"You, don't look at me like that." Song Yuhua blushed and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to Gu Jun's eyes.
Gu Jun closed his eyes, and his eyelashes brushed over Song Yuhua's palm, making her tremble slightly.
"Okay, I don't look at it." A pampering low, charming male voice sounded.
When I returned to Dafa Garment Factory after finishing everything, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon, just in time for dinner.
In the words of Xiong Ailan, who came back first, did they come back in time?
In the evening, when everyone got off work, Song Yuhua and Xiong Ailan packed their things and prepared to go out, Gu Jun suddenly said that he wanted to stay and keep vigil.
Song Yuhua was stunned, and looked at the person in front of him in confusion, "Didn't we say okay, let others guard tonight, you go home with me." ”