I woke up to the crisp sound of birdsong.

A good night's sleep.

Mengjie got up early, she had already cleaned up her breakfast, and the house had already been cleaned up inside and out by her hardworking bee-like like a little bee. After enjoying the breakfast prepared by Mengjie, I took her to my lips and gave her a gentle kiss, and then walked energetically towards the union where I worked.

"I'm not at home, I'm at work; Not where to work, on the way to work. This is a famous quote I often say to Mengjie.

I found that I suddenly fell in love with and enjoyed my work, because I could see Ye Qian while working.

The office door was open.

Boiling water has been boiled.

The ground has been mopped clean.

The curvaceous Ye Qian is sorting out something on her laptop.

"It's very positive to go to work," I said enthusiastically, "and want to write a pitch caller?" Later there will be you to write! What's the hurry? ”

"It's not propaganda!" Ye Qian smiled.

"What's that?" I said and leaned my head over with interest.

In the Word document opened on the computer screen, there are hundreds of pages of dense text.

"The novel you downloaded?" I smiled and asked, "Romance or fantasy?" ”

"It's not downloaded!" Ye Qian's eyes were clear and she said, "It's a novel that I didn't finish in college, and I want to finish it as soon as possible!" ”

"Wow!" I exclaimed, "You're going to be a beautiful writer?" ”

"Shh Ye Qian glanced out of the door, and then said mysteriously, "You can't tell others, especially leaders, otherwise they will think that I am not at ease with my job!" ”

"And that's our secret?" I asked with a smile on my face.

"Secret!" Ye Qian said with certainty, "Ours! ”

"Can you give me a copy?" I said with interest, "Let me appreciate it, and then I'll give you the axe!" ”

Ye Qian smiled and nodded.

When she smiled, two deep dimples appeared on her pink and tender cheeks, which were round as if they were drawn with a compass, and it looked like they could hold at least two taels of Great Wall red.

"I gave you my works," Ye Qian thought and said, "Then can I also appreciate your works, I want to read pure literature, what newspapers and periodicals can I see?" ”

"It's all here," I said, taking out a thick notebook from the drawer and saying to Ye Qian, "It's all poetry, prose, and love stories published in newspapers and magazines, and I cut them out and pasted them all in this notebook!" ”

"So thick?" Ye Qian took my notebook with an exclamation, looked at the cover and asked with interest, "Who is this beautiful girl with tears on the cover?" ”

"My girlfriend," I smiled, "pretty! ”

"You drew it?" Ye Qian asked with interest.

"Yes," I said seriously, "she's the one on the back cover!" ”

"I'll take a look," Ye Qian said and flipped the book to the back cover, "pairs of crested ibis, an endless sea of rape flowers, and the back of a girl with long hair fluttering in her skirt ......"

"I painted the back cover," I said, smiling, "and I wrote the back cover text too!" ”

"Love will always make people live in a dream," Ye Qian looked at the back cover and read softly, "Once in a lifetime, once in a lifetime." From loving someone to loving someone......"

"How did I write?" I asked with a smile.

"Not bad," Ye Qian smiled, "And the cover sentence 'all the true feelings wandering in the depths of love and dreams' is also good!" ”

"Thanks for the compliment!" I smiled.

"What does the cover mean by 'love and dreams'?" Ye Qian asked softly in a low voice.

"Love and dreams," I said solemnly, "two key words in my life!" ”

Ye Qian began to flip through my book full of "tofu blocks" with interest.

I smiled silently.

"Did you draw the illustrations in this book?" Ye Qian asked curiously.

"Yes," I said proudly, "I used to love drawing, but then I gave up and decided to focus all my energy on writing!" ”

"You're right," Ye Qian said approvingly, "Miscellaneous and broad, it's better to be specialized and refined!" ”

"I suddenly remembered Alexandre Dumas!" I said to Ye Qian seriously.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Ye Qian asked with a smile.

"Alexandre Dumas went to a restaurant in Germany," I told Yeqian, "and he wanted to try the famous German mushrooms." So, he drew a mushroom on paper for a waiter who didn't know French. Seeing the waiter's sudden realization, Dumas proudly said to his friend: 'My drawings are not as expressive as my words, but I still have two more strokes, which is amazing!' A few minutes later, the waiter came up with an umbrella and said with great enthusiasm: 'Sir, I have found you what you need!' ’”

"So," Ye Qianying said in a whisper, "Miscellaneous and broad, it's better to be specialized and refined!" ”

"Yes," I said seriously, "it's easy to split two boats with your feet, and it's easy to break your ass when you sit on one more chair, because you can't do it all, and sometimes, even if you can't do both, and to get one side, you have to give up the other." ”

"It's the same in career," Ye Qian said equally seriously, "if you only pursue broadness, you will inevitably fall into mediocrity." For centuries, there have been generalists who thought they were highly gifted and wanted to do well in almost every discipline, and the result? Often they achieve nothing and waste their talents. Therefore, if you want to succeed in your studies, you must specialize in one subject. ”

"Yes," I said with a smile, "heterogeneous and broad, easy to fall into melodicity; Specialized and refined, in order to 'strange goods can live'; miscellaneous and broad is not as good as specialization and refinement, rather be a first-class writer than a second-rate writer, rather be a second-rate writer than a first-class driver! ”

"Makes sense!" Ye Qian laughed.

"Thank you for the appreciation!" I laughed.

"You've published a lot of poetry before?" Ye Qian asked softly while flipping through my notebook.

"Yes," I said with a smile, "it has been published in the press since I was in middle school!" ”

"I can't see it," Ye Qian said with affection, "You are still a very tasteful person!" ”

"If you don't get rich, you just talk about taste!" I laughed.

"Yes," Ye Qian said softly in a low voice, "Taste is still very important to people. A person has a lot of money around his waist, wearing gold and silver, but when he talks about Lu Yao and Lao She, he asks you whether this is a person name or a place name; Speaking of Mozart and Beethoven, he asks you if this is the name of bread or pizza; Speaking of Alexandre Dumas and Alexandre Dumas, he guessed what kind of horses it would be. Such a person is a money-making machine in your eyes, and has no taste. On the other hand, if a person is poor and destitute, but as soon as you enter his house and see a room full of pen, ink, paper, inkstones, books and newspapers, or a violin hanging on the wall, or a pot of bamboo in the corner of the house, you will feel that this person is very tasteful and respectful. ”

"If you can be rich, you will be rich, who doesn't want to live a life of eating and drinking spicy food?" I smiled and said, "If you can't be rich, don't force it, then talk about taste!" ”

"If you don't get rich and rich, just talk about taste," Ye Qian smiled, "If you take the same, it's the same!" ”

"I think so too!" I say with approval.

"By the way," Ye Qian thought about and said, "Draw me two paintings another day, I want to hang them on the wall of the dormitory, the wall is empty!" ”

"I have to pay for painting," I said seriously, "20 yuan a foot!" ”

"What?" Ye Qian asked in confusion, "Do you charge for painting people?" ”

"Is it strange?" I asked seriously.

"Why do I need to charge it?" Ye Qian asked softly.

"Quite simply," I said earnestly, "the easier it is, the cheaper it is, the harder it is, the more precious it is, and the more valuable it is in the eyes of others." Self-respecting worth can often raise the value; Self-depreciation often lowers value. ”

"Makes sense!" Ye Qian pursed her lips and smiled.

"Actually, the way to increase your value is very simple," I said with a smile, "just don't make yourself so cheap!" Think about it, if I don't need money to paint, I want this one today, and that one tomorrow, if I agree to paint, I will only waste my time and energy endlessly; If I charge for painting, I don't want this or that, I don't have to worry about it, and I don't want to offend people, because they all treat everyone equally! ”

"You're right," Ye Qian said with a smile, "I don't want it either!" ”

I smiled and began to flip through the newspaper boringly.

Ye Qian continued to flip through my book full of "tofu blocks" with great interest.

"That's right," Ye Qian suddenly raised his head and said to me extremely seriously, "I know why you call him 'Chairman Wolf'!" ”

"Why?" I asked knowingly.

"Because he asked me yesterday which brand of beautiful stockings on my legs was, he also wanted to buy a pair for his wife!" Ye Qian said with a smile.

"Didn't you tell him?" I asked with interest.

"I almost told him," Ye Qian smiled, "This is the wolf stupid brand stockings!" The wolf of the pervert, the stupid 13 of the stupid! ”

I wanted to grin, but after thinking about it, it was better to be reserved, lest she say that I also look like a fool.13

"Where did you go last night?" Ye Qian asked with interest.

"What else can you do in this little place?" I said with a hippie smile, "Normally, come home from work to play with your wife, or be played by your wife!" ”

"So what are you playing?" Ye Qian asked curiously.

"I play - text!" I said with a smile.

Actually, I'm not talking about words.

Ye Qian smiled.

"Ask you something," Ye Qian suddenly raised her head and said, "You can take me to see the crested ibis after work!" I heard that this is the only place in the world! ”

"Yes!" I have a lot of knowledge to say, "The crested ibis is the most endangered bird in the world, known as the 'Jewel of the Orient', and it only has sex with one bird in its life, also known as the love bird." ”

Ye Qian's cheeks smiled, and the glow rippled.

My heart is drunk again.

When I saw Ye Qian, I didn't drink and got drunk.