Chapter Twenty-Six: The Craftsman Spirit Has a Fart Use (Ask for Collection!) Ask for follow-up! Ask for a referral ticket! )

"Shen Wangqing! If you are sick, you will be treated, and you will run to other people's rooms in the middle of the night to pour water on other people's quilts, is there a hole in your brain?! ”

On the balcony, at this time, Su Qi pointed at Shen Wangqing and shouted.

"No, why do you say I did it? I know it's embarrassing for you to wet the bed at such a big age, but you can't dump the pot at me for fear of losing face. ”

Shen Wangqing didn't understand how he was exposed at this time, but he still stiffened his head and said hard.

"Hehe, first of all, I didn't seem to mention the word bedwetting just now......

Secondly, if it really wasn't you, your performance just now should be first stunned, then calmly reflected, and then look up to the sky and laugh wildly...... Would you let go of such a good opportunity to taunt me? Su Qi explained with a sneer.

“……”

Shen Wangqing was dumbfounded, opened her mouth to say something, but found that she couldn't refute it.

She thought about it carefully, if it was really not her own doing, maybe her performance just now would indeed be like what Su Qi said.

After all the calculations, I never expected it to overturn in such a place......

Miscalculated.

Finally figured out the culprit, Su Qi almost burst into tears.

Damn, do you understand how suspicious a man wakes up early in the morning and looks at his wet crotch?

The name of the Lord was almost ruined, although no one knew.

Shaking coldly, Su Qi clenched his fists.

Shen Wangqing hugged her head and squatted to defend.

Su Qi looked at the cute girl squatting in front of him, and wondered when she learned this trick?

He really couldn't bear to do it.

"In the future, all the housework at home will be taken care of, and this matter will be settled." Su Qi's face was expressionless.

Shen Wangqing stood up a little reluctantly, and pouted: "Why don't you beat me up?" ”

"......" Su Qi was speechless, he would rather be beaten than work, right?

"It's a beautiful idea, since you don't want to do housework so much, then I want you to do it even more." Su Qi smiled maliciously.

“…… Then I want to do housework. Shen Wangqing changed her words.

"Oh, then I'll grant your wish, go and wash the clothes I changed last night first."

“……”

In the bathroom, Shen Wangqing scolded and rubbed dirty clothes on the washboard, and finally took revenge once, but before the revenge was successful, he pit himself into it, and he was so sad.

After washing for a long time, after hard work, Su got up and checked it, and wondered: "Why do you wash it by hand and don't use a washing machine?" ”

Shen Wangqing burst into tears on the spot.

If you don't say it sooner, the sadness will be even greater.

……

……

On the last day of October, it was not yet winter, but the cold air came unexpectedly, and the temperature plummeted.

As soon as he got out of the quilt, Su Qi was shivered by the cold wind that leaked in the window, and quickly found a woolen sweater from the wardrobe to change into, and put on a thick sweatshirt outside, which warmed up.

As soon as he left the room, he bumped into Shen Wangqing's trembling figure, still wearing a thin knitted sweater.

Su Qi looked at her with the eyes of a monster, this is the legendary demeanor, not temperature?

Shen Wangqing gritted her teeth and looked at him: "I didn't bring winter clothes." ”

"Oh, you said earlier, I'll lend you two." Su Qi suddenly realized, and went back to the room to take out two padded jackets, "Let's make do with them first, and I will help you buy two online in a few days." ”

Shen Wangqing had just gone back two days ago, but he didn't expect to get a few winter clothes, after all, no one expected that the temperature would drop so suddenly before November.

After breakfast, Su Qi was getting ready to work when his mobile phone rang suddenly.

Looking at the caller on the screen, Su Qi was a little surprised that Zhou Wenqing would call him.

"Hey, Lao Zhou, do you want to have dinner again? Don't ask, I'm free. Let's just say where the address is. Su Qi picked up the phone and said.

"Your sister, please. Didn't you say last time you wanted to visit my company? It's not been busy these two days, do you want to come? If you don't come, forget it. Zhou Wenqing on the other side said angrily.

Still in treat? He's addicted, isn't it?

"Come on, why don't you come, but today is Monday, Pei Hao's social animal has to go to work, it seems that I can only go by myself." Su Qi's eyes lit up, he was still quite interested in animation production.

"Okay, I'll send you an address, and I'll tell you when you're there."

"Tsk, I thought you were going to pick me up, the dog son has changed, and he doesn't care about his father."

"Get out! I also pick you up, I want to eat my fart. Zhou Wenqing hung up the phone angrily, and then sent a location to Su Qi's WeChat.

Su Qi took a look and found that Lao Zhou's company was not very far from his home, so he was not in a hurry to go out.

At nine o'clock, Su Qi went out slowly, took a bus for half an hour, followed the navigation, and arrived at the bottom of an entrepreneurial building.

"I'm here, son, come down and pick up your father." Su Qi dialed a phone call.

"......" obviously heard Zhou Wenqing on the other side of the phone squirting out a sip of tea, and choked for a long time, "If you don't take advantage, you'll die, right?" Wait, grandpa will come down and pick you up. ”

After hanging up the phone, Su Qi waited for a while, and saw Zhou Wenqing's tall and thin figure walking out of the gate.

"What are you doing? Go up. Zhou Wenqing waved at him.

"Isn't there any welcome ceremony or anything like that?" Su Qi touched his chin.

"Fuck off, where did you come from to inspect the leader?"

Zhou Wenqing scolded with a smile, and the two talked nonsense for a while, and then walked into the building side by side.

Zhou Wenqing's company is the innermost one on the sixth floor, and the company is actually a studio.

When you enter the door, you will see a few desks stacked with paper, separated by partitions to divide simple workstations.

Su Qi glanced at it, there were about a dozen employees, both men and women, all of them busily holding pen tablets, and the sound of pen tips swiping across the screen was in their ears.

Seeing Su Qi and Zhou Wenqing coming in, someone looked up, and then lowered his head to continue his work.

Some people also glanced at Su Qi curiously, and discussed in a low voice with the people next to him, guessing whether he was a new employee recruited by the boss.

"Your company looks pretty stylish." Su Qi looked at it.

"That's it." Zhou Wenqing helped his glasses.

Su Qi followed Zhou Wenqing around, listened to Zhou Wenqing introduce the animation production process, and looked at the figures painted by the computer, Su Qi always felt that it was not the same as the scene he imagined of a famous painter swaying freely on the paper.

Su Qi curiously glanced at the little girl who was sketching the lines on the pen tablet, and stopped: "What are you doing?" ”

"The middle cut is to paint the middle painting, and the process between the two actions of the picture must be supplemented in order to connect smoothly." Zhou Wenqing explained.

Su nodded abruptly, in fact, as the UP master of the animation area, I still know the basic concepts, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes.

"By the way, why are you all board paintings?"

"It's easy to draw."

"There's no soul." Su Qi said with disdain.

"Ling, you're big, what age is it, most of Japan's animation companies are basically board drawing, and only a small number of animations will be hand-drawn." Zhou Wen gave him a clean look.

Efficiency is king, and the spirit of craftsmanship has a fart, can it be eaten as a meal?