However, the identity of the person who made the ring was very hidden, and there was no clue at all.

Linda is currently in the stage of the game, and she can't be distracted for the time being, and she can only put this matter on hold, but this ring has already been ordered to make a pattern.

Two or three days have passed in a year, Bai Qiulian still feels that everyone always looks at her strangely, and Zhang De will come to him from time to time, although she is turned away every time.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm very busy now, can I talk about something later?" Bai Qiulian shook the drawing board in his hand, and the pattern of a piece of clothing had been roughly outlined on it.

Obviously, the retreat in the past few days has not been fruitless, but Bai Qiulian was a little helpless and speechless about Zhang De's very troubled behavior.

After Zhang De was rejected n times, his mentality was already a little tense, seeing that the time of the game was approaching, and when the time came, everyone would have no chance.

So, if he wants to hurry, he can only do it at this stage.

"This woman is really hard to deal with, she doesn't eat hard and soft, which makes people panic!" Zhang De sat in place and sighed silently.

Obviously, the refrigerator was turned on in the tent, but his heart was still irritable, which made him still feel extremely hot.

Thinking about it, Zhang De was unwilling, so he easily let Bai Qiulian go, after all, this would be the most beautiful stroke in the history of his woman.

Ruiz locks himself in a tent these days, and doesn't communicate with other people, only occasionally comes out to see, but he doesn't see the person he wants to see, and it's also on this hot day, and normal people don't usually go out to hang out like this.

Ruiz looked at his drawings and was almost finished, as long as he handed them in and printed them, but how would he spend the remaining few days? Do you hold your phone and notebook every day?

Obviously, this was impossible for her.

Thinking about it, Ruiz suddenly found a scrap manuscript that he had abandoned on the ground.

I couldn't help but pick up the waste manuscript of Zhijiang and take a closer look.,Although it's a work abandoned by yourself.,But it still looks like that.。

Thinking about it, Ruiz asked him to lay out the comments, and then embedded it in his drawing board, and then came out of the tent.

Under the scorching sun, Ruiz looked left and right outside, and then locked his eyes in front of Meng Ze's tent.

The tent was tightly pulled, apparently not wanting the beam to let in, and Ruiz stood in the doorway, not knowing how to speak for a moment.

Thinking about it, Ruiz still squatted down and called softly twice inside: "That...... Is Xiao Meng here? "

Meng Ze was taking a lunch break at the moment, and when he heard the soft call outside, he rubbed his eyes, and didn't intend to pay attention to it.

However, after hearing that there was no movement inside, Ruiz was unwilling to call again: "Is Xiao Meng here?" I'm Ruiz, and there's something I'd like to ask you about. "

The voice was a little louder than before, but it was still cautious.

Meng Ze really couldn't stand it. Only then did she open her eyes, and finally fell asleep in the summer, but another person came to disturb her.

Hearing that the person outside was Ruiz, he couldn't refuse, so he could only crawl up from the bed and pull out the tent.

Let the door of the shed squatting wisely and orderly on the ground, holding a drawing board in his hand, with a sweet smile on his face, the whole person looks like a pure girl.

However, it is still different from her dark dress style today.

Seeing that the tent was opened, Ruiz was happy in his heart, and immediately asked, "That...... Can I come in? "

Although the men and women couldn't tell each other, Ruiz asked the question implicitly. Meng Ze was slightly stunned at first, then hesitated for two points, and then nodded.

Meng Ze tidied up the inside of the tent a little, and quietly covered the drawing board behind him with a cloth.

To be honest, it was actually the first time that someone had come in his tent, and they had always gone to Bai Qiulian by themselves before, and they usually didn't visit the door.

Ruiz looked up and swept around, the color of the tent was monolithic, simple and clear, and the people looked very comfortable and open-minded.

Meng Ze didn't stop him when he saw him looking around, but he didn't say a word to her, and a man and a woman looked a little embarrassed together, so Meng Ze asked: "That, yes, the day after tomorrow, water or something to eat?" I've got it all. "

Meng Ze laid out his snacks and drinks.

Ruiz glanced at it and was very happy to Mengze to invite him to eat and drink, then carefully put the skateboard next to him, knelt on the ground, picked up a bag of potato chips with a twist, and then tore a small bite, and then took out a piece of potato chips and ate it.

Ruiz eats very casually, but he is a little shy, Meng Ze really can't understand, obviously a cold girl, how can it be incompatible with his behavior?

After thinking about it for a while, Meng Ze waved his hand and sighed: "You don't actually have to show this in front of me, your dress has betrayed your self-style, and it is a little too hypocritical to deliberately cover it up, even if it is a little natural, it makes me very uncomfortable."

Although such words may seem a little too harsh for girls, Meng Ze really can't stand it.

Listening to the other party's words, Yueruiz was slightly stunned for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed, and the whole person seemed a little helpless, and the movement of eating potato chips was even slower and weaker.

Meng Ze really had a headache when he saw it, and finally simply waved his hand and asked helplessly: "Forget it, just say what is the matter with you coming to me, it's noon."

He thought that if he was looking for himself at noon, there must be something urgent, otherwise why should he suffer so much?

Hearing him ask, Ruiz remembered the purpose of coming this time, and hurriedly took out the drawing board and held it in front of him, and then said, "This is it!"

Meng Ze was a little incomprehensible, looking at the simplified painting on it, it seemed to be a paper draft of a costume design.

"What does this mean, do you want me to rate it for you?" took the paper manuscript in front of him, except for this, Meng Ze couldn't figure it out.

Ruiz nodded hurriedly, just as she spoke, which made her feel a little clearer, and then pushed the painting directly into Meng Ze's hand.

Meng Ze coldly had something extra in his hand, first glanced at the other party in confusion, and then picked it up and looked at it carefully.

However, he almost forgot that he was just an ordinary porter, and now he was not a genius design master Meng Ze.

After thinking about it for a while, Meng Ze could only be forced to reply perfunctorily: "Looking at it as an amateur like us, I think the painting is very good, and the clothes made must be very beautiful!"

Regarding Meng Ze's evaluation, Ruiz nodded, but his expression was a little gloomy.

This work is obviously full of loopholes, but I still choose to turn a blind eye and perfunctory her with these extremely meaningless words.