And this time, Zhou Miao served as the general manager of Qingtian Magazine, you can imagine how crazy Zhou Miao will be and what she will do, Sun Yingchen seems to be able to smell it.

Zhou Miao looked at Sun Yingchen and said, "Your third subject will only take the exam next week, don't worry that I won't let you drink, and I also look forward to you passing the third subject quickly." ”

Hearing Zhou Miao say this, Sun Yingchen was relieved, but looking at Zhou Miao's red face, she always felt that something was wrong.

For lunch at noon, Zhou Miao arranged a spicy hot house next door in advance, this is such a low-key moment in Sun Yingchen's memory that Zhou Miao rarely lived, she smiled and watched Zhou Miao pick and choose from a pile of green vegetables, and finally chose a bundle of spinach to throw into the plastic basket, and then began to march into another area, many meatballs are of different colors, from shrimp balls to fish balls, from red to white, Zhou Miao can also be entangled for a long time.

Sun Yingchen had already made a choice, she stood next to Zhou Miao and watched her choose, in fact, this is also a joke for Zhou Miao, after all, Zhou Miao is a person with a choice disorder, if the frequency of the same thing appears is about the same, and at the same time, there is a small difference in appearance, then Zhou Miao's choice barrier was successfully forced out.

Sun Yingchen asked tentatively: "Need help?" ”

Zhou Miao glanced at her and said, "Do you still need your help for such a trivial matter, I just looked at these balls and the one was more eye-catching." ”

Sun Yingchen completely saw Zhou Miao's stubborn attitude, and she didn't say anything, but just said: "Either I'll sit there and wait for you first, and come to me when you choose." ”

Zhou Miao was originally holding the shelf high, but when she heard Sun Yingchen say this, she directly handed over her vegetable basket to Sun Yingchen, and quickly pointed to the position of the floor-to-ceiling window glass close to the side, and said, "You help me choose, if it's not delicious, I won't spare you, choose it, don't forget to go over there to find me." After speaking, he stepped on her high heels and left in a frustrated manner.

Sun Yingchen stayed on the spot and continued to choose what she usually likes to eat for Zhou Miao.

Sun Yingchen finally handed the two baskets to the waiter and said, "Clear soup pot." Then he walked in Zhou Miao's direction and sat opposite her.

Zhou Miao looked at the time on his wrist and said, "I don't know if this house is going to close, you see it's time for dinner, but there are few people here, did you see their boss when you came in just now, I suspect it, their business is not good, and the face of the boss is really like a resentful woman." ”

Sun Yingchen heard her say this, and couldn't help but want to refute her, but thinking that her eloquence was 108,000 miles different from Zhou Miao, so she directly put the settlement receipt in front of Zhou Miao, and said softly: "Two bowls of Malatang, no matter how expensive the lot is, fifty yuan is about the same, but it actually costs more than two hundred yuan, and an average bowl costs one hundred and fifteen, not counting the service fee. The waiters are also not distinctive. ”

Zhou Miao heard that it made a lot of sense, and then asked: "Is his spicy tang particularly delicious, or is the soup base distinctive, so expensive?" ”

Sun Yingchen was even more reluctant, she looked at Zhou Miao for a long time, and said: "I haven't eaten here at all, how do I know why their house is so expensive, I am saying, this shop is your choice, why do you ask me in turn." ”

Finally, the awkward conversation between the two ended quietly.

It wasn't until the waiter brought two bowls of spicy tang that the peace of the two people once again made waves.

Sun Yingchen and Zhou Miao glanced at each other after eating and said, "Expensive is still expensive." ”

The time in the afternoon always passed quickly, Zhou Miao wore high heels and Sun Yingchen wore a pair of sneakers on the road of Nanjing West Road, looking at the roadside jewelry store from time to time, as if he was still a student, Sun Yingchen fell in love with a small umbrella at the roadside stall, this small umbrella does not have the intention of necessarily buying, but this umbrella allows you to draw your favorite pattern on the umbrella, this way of selling is quite novel.

Sun Yingchen hadn't made a decision on whether to buy it or not, Zhou Miao had already run in, and said loudly to the boss: "Boss, two umbrellas." After speaking, he pointed to Sun Yingchen, who was standing at the door, and said, "She pays." ”

Sun Yingchen almost wanted to turn her face with Zhou Miao on the spot, and she also yelled at Zhou Miao: "Do you want to have two more?" ”

Zhou Miao shook her head and said, "Forget it, just one handful, I don't have time to draw more." ”

Sun Yingchen knew that Zhou Miao was actually in another disguised way to let herself know that she hadn't contacted Zhou Miao for half a month, she was just taking revenge on the Zhou family, although the way she chose was a bit childish, but this was Zhou Miao, no matter how good and hard she was, regardless of her status and popularity, Zhou Miao still quietly lived an innocent child in her bones.

Sun Yingchen and Zhou Miao sat together and began to study how to evenly apply the paint to the umbrella, and finally Zhou Miao found a knock on the door, Zhou Miao quickly applied the paint to the umbrella, looking very serious.

There is a good saying, a serious woman is the most charming, although Zhou Miao is sometimes a little pretentious, but it is really difficult for you to escape from her serious appearance.

Sun Yingchen also began to depict on the umbrella, she chose a different color from Zhou Miao, it was a mature color, old yellow, Sun Yingchen didn't like this color at all, but she knew that this was Zhou Miao's favorite color, Zhou Miao liked autumn the most, because autumn had her favorite color in it, and that was a mature color was yellow.

Although Sun Yingchen does not have the basic skills of painting, she paints very carefully.

The two of them sat in different directions and drew seriously, and the two of them didn't even communicate at all during the whole process.

In the afternoon, it was like a time machine, and soon, the sun was setting, the sun was setting, and a color with fiery clouds shone in the sky.

Sun Yingchen stretched her waist and finally finished painting, she painted the scene of the autumn harvest, depicting the autumn harvest in her memory, she looked at the umbrella, very satisfied, and when she turned around, she saw that Zhou Miao had also finished painting the umbrella, it was green, that color was particularly well chosen, if Sun Yingchen was not mistaken, it was the grass foam green that she said she liked last month, and Zhou Miao smeared such a color on the umbrella.

The two men looked at the umbrellas drawn on both sides and both smiled at the same time.

But after such a smile, the eyes of the two people turned red at the same time, because both parties chose the color that the other person liked, and the feeling that the other party was the most important thing was all presented on the umbrella.

"Sun Yingchen, you have a conscience." Zhou Miao said, handed the umbrella in his hand to Sun Yingchen, and said, "The green you like." ”

Sun Yingchen also handed the umbrella in his hand to Zhou Miao and said, "The yellow color you like." ”

Maybe Zhou Miao and Sun Yingchen became friends, or it should be said that it was all fate, otherwise how could Zhou Miao and Sun Yingchen become friends to the death, they even have different fates, but their trajectories after they met are the same.