The design draft was drawn one after another, and after a day, none of the design drafts were taken.

Lang Siyu scratched his hair frantically.

Su Zimo put the warm milk on Lang Siyu's desk, "What's wrong." ”

"It's almost a competition, I don't have a decent design draft, let alone the finals, I guess I won't even be able to pass the preliminary round." Lang Siyu sighed helplessly, picked up the milk and poured a quarter into his stomach.

"Competition." Su Zimo twisted his eyebrows suspiciously, picked up the design draft thrown on the ground, spread it out elegantly, and glanced at it roughly, remembering the starry sky story competition that Lang Siyu and he mentioned last night.

Lang Siyu withdrew the design draft from Su Zimo's hand, "Don't look at it, it's ugly." ”

Lang Siyu put the design draft on his head and wailed, "Oh my God! God save me! ”

Su Zimo smiled helplessly, lowered his eyes, tapped his index finger on the desk for a few seconds, and then raised his eyes to look at Lang Siyu, "Maybe there is someone who can help you." ”

"Who?" Lang Siyu hurriedly hugged Su Zimo's hand as if grasping a life-saving straw, and begged the dog to feed him, staring at Su Zimo pitifully.

Su Zimo froze for a moment, and his gaze fell on Lang Siyu's hand dragging him.

Seeing this, Lang Siyu withdrew his hand in embarrassment, scooped the back of his head, and smiled at Su Zimo, "I'm so excited." ”

"It's fine." Su Zimo replied politely.

"Hmm." Lang Siyu put his hands behind his back, nodded with evasive eyes, since they confided in their hearts that night, they began to acquiesce to a distance between each other, trying to keep each other from crossing this line, how good it would be for anyone.

"Philosophical."

Lang Siyu was stunned for a few seconds, "He? ", how can he help me, just kidding!

"Philosophical's cousin, Gu Linghan, is a world-renowned senior private designer with a unique perspective on design. If you can ask her to give you some specific suggestions for your work, it will be helpful to you. It's just that she has always been indifferent, and if you want to get her guidance, you probably have to go to Philosophy. After all, he is his cousin's heart, if he personally comes forward to ask Gu Linghan to give you a tutoring class, your work will definitely shine in the Star Story Competition. ”

"That's it!" Lang Siyu touched his nose hesitantly.

"Think about it, my dad and I are going to a dinner tonight, we don't have to wait for dinner, talk to my aunt about what you want to eat, and rest early." After Su Zimo explained a few words, he went back to the room to tidy up and prepare for tonight's dinner.

Looking for Gu Zhesi, will he agree?

Lang Siyu lay on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling and calculating.

He probably won't refuse!

He remembered that night when he touched her lips like a dragonfly.

His cheeks flushed a light red.

Holding the quilt, I rubbed it in embarrassment.

But what kind of reason should I use to find him?

Lang Siyu was a little entangled, his eyes circled around the room several times, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

――

The hurried doorbell downstairs interrupted Gu Zhesi's work, rubbed his brows tiredly, walked downstairs in annoyance, and opened the door.

Looking at Lang Siyu who was standing at the door looking at him with a smirk, Gu Zhesi was slightly stunned, and all the boredom disappeared in an instant, and his mood was like a sunny day in the sky in March, "Why are you here." ”

"Why aren't you welcoming me?" Lang Siyu asked jokingly, and his body had already leaned in unceremoniously from Gu Zhesi's arm against the door frame.

Gu Zhesi couldn't help but laugh when he saw this, put down his hand against the door frame, and made way for Lang Siyu, lest she get into the house like a mouse.