Ye Anmeng's side face is beautiful, especially the black satin-like hair hanging down behind her shoulders, and the exposed swan neck that is as white as fat jade, as well as her pure and moving eyes like mist, and her lips like rose petals.

She sat quietly in her chair, intently carving things on the light brown wooden board with the carving knife in her hand, her slender fingers were as white as green onions, and from time to time she used her free jade hand to brush away the broken hairs in front of her forehead, gently tucked them behind her ears, and after not being disturbed, she pressed one hand on one of the light brown wooden boards, carved one stroke at a time, and then swept the sawdust into the simple and small basket against the wooden board.

This is a woman who is beautiful in every move, demure and elegant, and extremely charming. Zhou Yan lost his mind for a while, and he finally discovered what Ye Anmeng carved.

There are no tones, or only the background color of the wood-block paintings, there are flowers and trees, there are the sun and the moon coexisting, as well as high-rise buildings, street lamps, streets, oceans and rivers, mountains and rivers, the wooden panels are a little large, almost accounting for two-thirds of the table, under the clear lines, Zhou Yan can also see clearly, this painting is very special, like a lot of things that are usually easy to see are kneaded into the painting, regardless of time, place and logic, and even a little stiff.

Zhou Yan thought it would be nice to be able to paint the painting, but he didn't see anything like paint.

Ye Anmeng was simply carving the painting, and when she was depicting, she was very focused, lowered her eyes slightly, and even breathed very lightly, as if she was in tune with the beat.

Zhou Yan felt that it was not polite to stare at people all the time, and after looking at it for a while, he re-checked the literature, which is a very tedious job, and it is impossible to make a breakthrough all at once, Zhou Yan even misses the fact that later generations directly use AI to read the summary of the literature, which will really save a lot of manpower.

I don't know how long time has passed, Zhou Yan is still doing boring excerpts, and the notebook has been used up about half, but Zhou Yanxin felt something, looked in the direction of Ye Anmeng, and saw that she was also looking at her side at this time.

After meeting his gaze, Ye Anmeng pursed his lips slightly,

"It's about artificial intelligence?"

"Well, if you want to do this in the future, come to the library to check some materials." Zhou Yan said.

"Oh." Ye Anmeng replied softly, she didn't seem to be good at communicating with others, unlike confidently doing a roadshow on the podium, when she got along with people she didn't know much, she showed a wooden tone that didn't match her age.

She dusted off the sawdust, took a large sealed bag from the ground, slowly filled the almost carved light brown planks into it, and then zipped the bag open.

"I'm leaving." Ye Anmeng said.

"Okay." Zhou Yan nodded,

"Senior sister, can I ask if you carved a painting just now?"

"Yes." Ye Anmeng whispered, picked up the bag and went to the door, picked up a black umbrella and left.

"It's very withdrawn." Zhou Yan muttered, only soon he realized something. Umbrella? Zhou Yan was startled, looked at the window on the left, the rain crackled on the window, the water marks blurred the light and shadow of the street lamp, and he couldn't see anything anymore.

It's a pity that Zhou Yan didn't look at the weather forecast, even if it was often inaccurate, no, this is not a matter of the weather forecast, in Hongcheng, I am embarrassed to say that I have stayed with an umbrella every day.

Obviously, this time Zhou Yan forgot to bring an umbrella, if he hadn't seen Ye Anmeng with an umbrella, it is estimated that Zhou Yan would only know that it was raining outside after leaving.

Ye Anmeng has already left, and it is impossible to count on her to come up this time. It's not that there's no way, and it's not impossible to let Shishi drive to pick her up.

But the big night doesn't bother her. Zhou Yan chose a faster way, opened the home app, selected a WeChat reward community with more people, and operated it to place an order directly.

【029】Hung University Library B02 electronic borrowing room door, borrow an umbrella, 20bct.

There are still tens of thousands of BCTs in the balance, which is also what the studio meant to him as the former president when he opened the account, and of course he didn't expect him to spend it.

Soon a Didi sound came out, which was the sound of successful ordering, and Zhou Yan looked at the window interface with a temporary session.

[Sakura in the North]: Hello, the umbrella will be delivered in five minutes, do you think it's okay?

"It's pretty fast." Zhou Yan smiled and replied: Yes. [There are cherry blossoms in the north]: Okay, I'll come right over.

It's only five minutes, and Zhou Yan is waiting at the door. It's just that he suddenly saw Ye Anmeng who came up again from the staircase, and Ye Anmeng was not surprised to see Zhou Yan,

"You didn't bring an umbrella?"

"I didn't bring it." Zhou Yan said directly.

"I'll send you back." Ye Anmeng said.

"Okay, senior sister, wait for me." Zhou Yan immediately opened his mobile phone, clicked on the order receiving interface to complete the order, and soon BCT settled the past.

[There are cherry blossoms in the north]:? What's the situation? Zhou Yan replied: Someone sent an umbrella, and the money does not need to be returned.

After returning to Zhou Yan put down his phone, he felt that he was suddenly in a good mood, especially Ye Anmeng waiting quietly for him next to him.

"Let's go." Ye Anmeng said. Zhou Yan nodded, Ye Anmeng walked in front, he followed behind, although there was an elevator next to him, but since Senior Sister Ye was inclined to take the stairs, Zhou Yan naturally accompanied.

On the first floor of the library, there are more wet stains, and there are obviously students who come in at this point, and I don't know whether to study or take shelter from the rain.

Zhou Yan and Ye Anmeng went out, and soon a chill hit them. The rain in Hongcheng is always accompanied by the wind, and there are also raindrops coming in from outside, Ye Anmeng opened the umbrella, the black umbrella is very large, enough to cover the two people.

"Where's your bedroom?" Ye Anmeng asked.

"Just send me to the start-up base next door, I sometimes live there." Zhou Yan said. Ye Anmeng was surprised, but still nodded and said, "Okay." The two of them went down the steps of the library, the rain was not very heavy, but if you didn't pay attention, you would be drenched, Ye Anmeng was holding an envelope with a wooden painting in one hand, and an umbrella in the other, maybe this small space made Zhou Yan and Ye Anmeng get closer, he could smell the fragrance between Ye Anmeng's hair, and the surging body temperature.

"Can every team that enters the innovation and technology class settle down in the entrepreneurial base?" Ye Anmeng's voice had a trace of envy that Zhou Yan could understand, but it was actually normal.

"Hmm." Zhou Yan nodded,

"Not only can you settle down in the entrepreneurial base, but you can also receive 100,000 entrepreneurial funds to prepare for the Zhichuang Cup competition." Ye Anmeng was stunned when he heard Zhou Yan's words,

"It's good." Of course, Zhou Yan would not admit that he was the one who was in charge of all this, he didn't say anything more, and walked forward with Ye Anmeng in the rain.

The rain was loud, and there was thunder in the sky not far away, but Zhou Yan only saw the thunder and didn't hear the sound, maybe the rain covered it.

"I heard Xiaoxuan say that Senior Sister used to be her pen pal?"

"Well, I met by exchanging emails on the Internet at the time." Ye Anmeng said a little more.

"That's quite fateful, does Senior Sister know where Xiaoxuan is from?" Zhou Yan asked.

"Didn't she tell you?"

"I didn't ask."

"She used to study abroad, and I heard her say that she was from Hong Kong City." Ye Anmeng said. Zhou Yan nodded, Xing Xuan's ability and knowledge are much higher than those of his peers, and he really has the experience of studying abroad.

Walking on a rainy day, it is not suitable for chatting more, the two of them walked slowly on the path, and after a while, it seemed a little quiet.

Soon arrived at the entrepreneurial base, Zhou Yan said to Ye Anmeng: "Senior sister, just send me to the corridor in front." ”

"Okay." Ye Anmeng nodded.

"Stay safe." When he arrived at the corridor, Zhou Yan said to Ye Anmeng.

"Hmm." Looking at Ye Anmeng's cold back, the rain hitting her black umbrella, Zhou Yan actually felt that such a back was very charming.

But it's obviously a withdrawn character, and he doesn't communicate much, and Zhou Yan doesn't know what the situation is. He can ask Ye Anmeng about Xing Xuan, but he can't ask Xing Xuan about Ye Anmeng, but he doesn't know much about it.

Everyone has their own story, and sometimes it's not good to know too much. Zhou Yan went upstairs and quickly returned to the office, although the rain was not very heavy, but the shoes and pants were still wet, Zhou Yan picked up a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a hot shower, although it was an office, but the transformation was very good, the bathing facilities were all matching, Zhou Yan was still relatively comfortable.

However, on a rainy day, he couldn't go to other places to settle down, so he could only settle in the office, and the cubicle in the office was a place to sleep, and Zhou Yan simply didn't care about anything, so he would sleep first.

The small bedroom in the office is about twenty square meters, and the furnishings inside are very simple, a bed, a wardrobe, and a desk with a few books, but when Zhou Yan came in, there was still a fragrance on his face.

Only he and Shishi have lived in the small bedroom, and Zhou Yan thought about ventilating it regularly, otherwise it would be a bit miserable for Xiaoli to come to check the post.

Soon Zhou Yan closed the door, lifted the quilt and got into the quilt, took a shower in the rain, and then listened to the sound of rain outside the window in the quilt, which felt pretty good.

But as soon as he got to bed, Zhou Yan couldn't sleep for a while, he picked up his mobile phone and looked at the WeChat message, his heart moved, opened the home app, he didn't add Ye Anmeng's WeChat, but because he had sent an invitation text message before, Zhou Yan still knew Ye Anmeng's student number, so he looked up Ye Anmeng's student number, and then applied to add it.

I may not be able to get a reply for a while, Zhou Yan also looked at the more popular Weibo, and found that the discussion on the hot search about Weichat Technology and Penguin has remained high.

However, I saw the end of the '3Q war, which was the second on the hot search list, and the micro-Q war broke out. The topic Zhou Yan still tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"It was originally a 3Q war, but now it has become a microQ." When I thought that WeChat was the penguin project in my previous life, and now he intercepted Hu and was targeted at Zhou Yan, I felt very interesting, if Brother Xiao Ma knew about it, I was afraid that he would faint on the spot, but the key talent who can really explode on WeChat is Zhang Long, the project manager of genius thinking, because the team he led can really succeed in WeChat, and without him Penguin may not be able to play this stranger dating software.

Zhou Yan remembered that in the previous life, when the penguin project WeChat was established, he did not give Zhang Long's team enough support, and the results of the project of the three project teams doing WeChat at the same time can be imagined, if it were not for Zhang Long to really make the results, the penguin may not be able to give enough attention, after all, there is already an instant messaging project of QQ, and it is actually more risky to add a WeChat that is not yet clear about the profit channel, but then it really exploded, and Zhang Long also became famous and became the vice president of Penguin.

Although he stirred up the situation in this life and dug Zhang Long over, if the penguins paid enough attention, he would not have this opportunity.

It can be said that Penguin's lack of attention to the mobile market made him cut off a big beard. Zhou Yan browsed the news on the Internet, and his face was also a little strange.

After all, the micro-chat technology company is just a little-known start-up company, how can he have the same treatment as 360, and now the popularity of the Internet remains high, Zhou Yan estimates that the micro-chat will always appear in the public eye for a while.

Being famous is not a good thing, especially when you are famous or against penguins, it can be said that the beginning is highlight, and Zhang Long is on the cusp of the storm, and he has obviously endured some online violence.

However, WeChat has received more attention this time, and the penguin has even played a role in promoting it this time, and it is conceivable that many netizens who pay attention to Internet information will have the idea of using the next product, so thinking about it, there are actually pros and cons.

Zhou Yan watched many netizens express their opinions and opinions on this micro-Q dispute, and even did not hesitate to pull out the keys to each other, which also had a dream-like feeling.

... Under the dim lights, the rain raised the curtain of halos. In front of a small house with an area of about 30 square meters, Ye Anmeng, who was holding a black umbrella, stopped.

She put away the umbrella and listened to the beautiful melody in the piano, Ye Anmeng pursed the corners of her mouth, like a person who is not used to smiling, suddenly showed a shallow smile, and she opened the door with the key.

In the room, a girl with a ponytail is playing the piano in front of an old-fashioned piano. The melody in the piano was pleasant, but when the movement was heard, the white but powerful little hands finally stopped on the black and white keys and stopped pressing.

"Sister, are you back?" The voice was a little immature, a little nervous.

"I'm back, Anning." Ye Anmeng said.

"Sister, is it raining outside?" Ye Anning closed his eyes, but he still looked in the direction of Ye Anmeng.

"Well, it's raining, it's raining heavily, and there's lightning, and every now and then it makes a loud noise, and it's dark, as dark as An Ning can see, but the street lights are bright." Ye Anmeng came behind Ye Anning and let her gently lean on her lower abdomen.

"Sister is going to take a bath, and her body will definitely be uncomfortable." Ye Anning whispered.

"Sister brought a gift to An Ning." Ye Anmeng said with a smile. Ye Anning replied lightly and asked curiously, "What kind of gift is it?" Ye Anmeng slowly lowered Ye Anning's little hand from the piano keys, then covered the piano, picked up the envelope and opened it, took out the light brown wooden board with a lot of carved things and put it on the piano, and then gently put Ye Anning's little hand on the wooden board.

Ye Anmeng smiled and whispered: "Sister Ah drew a picture for An Ning, I hope An Ning can see it." ”