President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

Mr. Huo didn't make Mr. Liang wait for ten seconds.

The captain of the bodyguard led people to drag away those obtrusive things, and rushed back excitedly, and there was no sign of Mr. Huo in front of the tomb.

"Where's Mr. Huo?"

The captain of the bodyguard looked at the housekeeper who was sweeping the grave, feeling a little dazed, and looked around: "He was clearly still here just now..."

The housekeeper looked far away: "In the car."

"How is it possible?" The captain of the bodyguard was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Huo never wants to go back. Every time it is Qingming, he will stay here until dark before leaving."

The captain of the bodyguard had bumped into a wall back then, and his impression is still very clear: "One year when it rained on Qingming Festival, I persuaded Mr. Huo to go back, but he was severely reprimanded by Mr. Huo, and even slipped three times on the ice on the ground..."

The housekeeper sighed: "Of course you can't persuade me."

The captain of the bodyguard was stunned: "Even I can't be persuaded, who else can be persuaded?"

The housekeeper looked at him for a while, patted the captain of the bodyguard on the shoulder, left him the job of sweeping the funeral, got up and followed the car back.

……

"Is this the end of get off work?"

Liang Xiao held up his mobile phone and walked quickly to the rest room: "I'm fine, I just got off the show..."

As soon as he came down from the various roofs and touched his mobile phone, he couldn't help sending two messages to Huo Lan first.

The two of them had already made an appointment, and no one was allowed to disturb the work, and all the news would be read during the break time.Liang Xiao didn't plan that Huo Lan would reply immediately, and planned to wait ten seconds before making trouble again.

Mr. Huo is usually in the office, and rarely answers the video call directly.Liang Xiao had just changed out of his clothes and hadn't even had time to take off his makeup. He dragged his manager to help him keep watch, and rushed into a waiting room with his mobile phone in hand.

"Didn't bother you?" Liang Xiao closed the door, his ears became hot, and told him the truth in a low voice, "It's nothing serious... just miss you."

Huo Lan stared at the shaking screen, fell silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

Liang Xiao was stunned when he heard the voice, and took a closer look at the phone.

Huo Lang's usual emotions are not obvious, and he can't judge by the temperature through the screen, but Liang Xiao still instinctively feels that something is wrong: "What's wrong?"

"Is work not going well?" Liang Xiao made a guess, comforting him with a calm tone, "Don't worry, things take a long time... It was too smooth at first, but—"

Huo Lan shook his head: "It went well."

Liang Xiao: "..."

"On the contrary... it's better." Liang Xiao swallowed back the last words abruptly, and forcibly changed his words, "It went smoothly at the beginning, and it will definitely go smoothly later on."

Liang Xiao tried his best to stay calm: "Good things take time, which means that if you want to have good things, you need to massage more."

Huo Lan quietly listened to his ramblings, the corners of his lips pursed slightly, and the gloom around him dissipated little by little.

Liang Xiao skillfully closed the curtains, turned on the lights, and sat on the sofa with his mobile phone in his arms: "But massages also score occasions. It's best to have a human massage, or a massage chair. It's best not to trust the bathtub. The bathtub was beaten three times..."

Huo Lan said softly, "I'll ask the team to contact the health care doctor."

"No need." Liang Xiao quickly shook his head, "I'm in good health."

Liang Xiao looked at him carefully, and smiled: "Really. You're not here, I take good care of myself, I'm not sick at all."

Huo Lan looked at him, and the obsession in his heart turned up uncontrollably: "Really?"

"Fake." Liang Xiao's words were correct, "I have a stiff neck."

Huo Lan: "..."

Liang Xiao was still very confident in his original assumption, just waiting for him to put on the cover, moved to the sofa, hugged the phone and sighed: "There are unpredictable things..."

After all, Huo Lan couldn't hide it from him, so his shoulders tensed for a while: "...Sorry."

Liang Xiao's eyes widened: "You really took it?"

Huo Lan couldn't explain, closed his eyes, bowed his head and fell silent.

It has been many years since Liang Xiao saw his genuine guilty posture. After watching for a while, he couldn't help laughing: "Do you still remember? When I was in Jiangnan, I managed to learn the recipe to make a bowl of fried rice with eggs. , you thought it was made by the nanny, so you ate it."

Liang Xiao still remembers it quite clearly, holding his neck and remembering: "When I come back and ask you for it, you will also react in the same way, you just keep your head down and don't speak."

Huo Lan's heart moved, he clenched his fist lightly, and looked up at Liang Xiao.

He actually knew at that time that the bowl of rice was not made by the nanny.

Xiao Liangxiao was just able to learn how to cook at that time, the cooking was very rough, the egg shells were not cleaned, and the salt was too much, and he used a teaspoon of it as a soup spoon.

A long time has passed, and Liang Xiao doesn't remember many things of that year very clearly.Huo Lan didn't know that he still remembered this, and he was a little uncertain whether he should confess, so he whispered: "I—"

Liang Xiao smiled: "It's okay, it was originally made for you to eat."

Huo Lan froze for a moment, then raised his eyes.

"I'm just so angry." Liang Xiao said, "Those nannies never cook for you properly, and they secretly took back the nutritional supplements that your family gave you to replenish your body."

Liang Xiao was actually quite unaccustomed to showing off his merits like this. Looking at Huo Lan's dazed expression, he still wanted to make him happier, so he smiled with red ears: "I bought the eggs myself, and that ham sausage is a steal..."

At that time, Xiao Liang Xiao didn't have much money, so he went to the supermarket with all his belongings in a fit of anger, bought two ham sausages packaged in a foreign language that he didn't know, three eggs, and gritted his teeth and spent a huge sum of money to buy a small bag of fresh shrimp. .

Before he followed Huo Lan home, he didn't even have a chance to see the kitchen.I buried myself in the three-day gourmet kitchen show, went to the bookstore to copy the recipe of fried rice with eggs, and came back to fiddle with it all afternoon.

Thinking that Huo Lan would be back from school, Xiao Liang Xiao pretended to go out and put the rice in the kitchen.

Xiao Liangxiao wandered around outside for a long time, and finally went home after dark.Finding out that Huo Lan had been duped, she was so proud that she sent several little red flowers to herself in the diary.

"I can't help teasing you... It's so interesting to see your guilty conscience."

Liang Xiao rubbed his ears and smiled: "It's okay to lie. You may not have noticed it yourself. In those days, when I sighed, you felt guilty, and you were embarrassed to force me to study. You agreed to whatever I asked you to do..."

Huo Lan listened in a daze, he completely dispelled all the chaotic thoughts that had arisen in the cemetery, and closed his eyes.

Liang Xiao wanted to make him happy, so he was taken aback when he saw this, and shook his hand at the camera: "What's wrong?"

Liang Xiao was not at ease, so he stopped talking and called him softly, "Huo Lan?"

Huo Lan said in a hoarse voice, "I... haven't thought about it."

Liang Xiao opened his mouth, but did not continue.

He vaguely felt that he might have accidentally inserted an unknown knife into Huo Lang's chest again, and he regretted mentioning this to Huo Lang, so he tapped his phone and talked softly with him: "Didn't think about anything?"

Huo Lan looked at him, his mind agitated silently.

At that time, he thought that Xiao Liang Xiao's background was the same as his. He just got angry with his family, rebelliously ran away from home, and had no place to go for a while.

The bowl of rice was rough and extremely salty. One mouthful of rice was served with three mouthfuls of water, but the ingredients inside were so full that one had to find rice from eggs, ham, and shrimp.

The young Huo Lan didn't know grains, so he didn't know that these things had to be bought with money.

At that time, he actually just... really wanted to eat what Xiao Liang Xiao made.

"……nothing."

Huo Lan swallowed back all the words he was going to say, and said softly, "I still want to eat your cooking."

"Okay, I'll make it for you when I get home." Liang Xiao smiled, "My cooking skills are not what they used to be. I can eat whatever you want—"

Huo Lan: "Liang Xiao."

Liang Xiao paused and smacked his lips: "..."

Boss Huo has really made progress by leaps and bounds.

Liang Xiao was caught off guard, embarrassed by the excitement, and coughed with a blushing heartbeat: "Also... also fine."

Liang Xiao is usually not so explosive outside, looked at the door, and lowered his voice: "Then wait for me to go back..."

"There's no rush."

Huo Lan didn't know what he was thinking, but his mind was still on the original thought, and he continued to say: "I want to eat the food you cook all the time, I will live for a long time."

Liang Xiao froze for a moment, then paused for breath.

"It will be longer than you." Huo Lan tried his best to pull out his thoughts from the day when he received the plane crash notice when he was a teenager, and let himself return to reality, staying in the reality of being with Mr. Liang, "I won't get sick, I won't take risks , there will be no surprises."

"...Why did you suddenly think of this?"

Liang Xiao tried his best to smile, and said softly: "How many years later, what's the rush..."

Huo Lan: "I won't leave you alone."

Huo Lan looked at him: "Never."

Liang Xiao's breath trembled slightly, and he bowed his head in silence for a while, didn't speak any more, and smiled.

Liang Xiao put down the phone, got up to wash his face, and turned back.

Huo Lan waited for him the whole time, watching Liang Xiao pick up the phone again and sit back on the sofa.

Liang Xiao's movements were not too fast, there was a sound of water for a while, and when he came back after removing the crew's makeup, the water droplets were still on his temples before he had time to wipe it off.

His eye circles were a little red, he bent his eyes while holding the mobile phone, and nodded: "Okay."

"It's done." Liang Xiao smiled, his voice was a little hoarse, "Don't—"

Liang Xiao couldn't continue speaking. He raised his head and endured it for a while, covered the camera with his hand, and said softly, "Don't leave me alone, I miss you so much, I can't wait for ten seconds."

He didn't know how Huo Lan would suddenly think of this, but Liang Xiao had seen the young Huo Lan's high fever and coma.

The person who used to wake him up every day fell asleep unconsciously, and couldn't wake him up no matter how he called.His body was so hot that no one dared to touch it, but when it was shaken hard, it slid down and leaned against his shoulder.

… Until a few years later, what he saw at that time still constituted most of his nightmares when he woke up in the middle of the night.

Liang Xiao didn't think about it anymore, took a deep breath, cleared his throat, and smiled: "Don't talk about it. Live well, what are you talking about."

Liang Xiao scolded him: "It's not auspicious at all."

Huo Lan'an lowered her eyes quietly, listening to his instruction: "Yes."

Liang Xiao: "Hypocritical."

Huo Lan said softly, "Yes."

Liang Xiao: "For the sake of writing new words, I strongly express my sorrow."

Huo Lan nodded.

Liang Xiao saw what he said honestly and responded, his heart softened first, and his voice softened: "I didn't say you...you said me."

Ever since Liang Xiao met Huo Lan again, he has never abided by the line of not shedding tears for minor injuries, sniffed his nose, and was quite embarrassed: "I'm hypocritical, I just thought about what you said just now, Followed by discomfort."

Huo Lan shook his head: "Blame me."

"It's not your fault, it should have been planned in advance."

Liang Xiao shook his head: "It is said that it is unlucky, in case something happens—"

Liang Xiao paused in the middle of his speech, trying to understand what was going on: "Are you... are you going to see your parents?"

Today is Ching Ming, the crew specially distributed green eggs, and the filming progress has also slowed down a lot, which is why he came to tease Huo Lan so early.

Liang Xiao grew up alone, and almost forgot that he had to sweep the grave that day, but now he suddenly remembered: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Huo Lan instinctively didn't want to bother him with these things, he was stunned for a while, and explained: "It's nothing, I just came to sweep the memorial ceremony..."

"Then you should call me." Liang Xiao couldn't help frowning when he thought of Huo Lan visiting his parents who passed away unexpectedly, and stopped joking with him, "Is it... all right?"

Huo Lan nodded: "It's nothing."

"That's good." Liang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, "Remembering the dead is for us to move forward. You must live well to be worthy of them."

Listening to his serious reasoning, Huo Lan couldn't help raising his hand to lightly touch the screen and nodded.

"Today is special, it's okay to think about it."

Liang Xiao smiled: "Think about it, don't think about it tomorrow, and only think about how to write "Appreciation and Discussion on the Cloud Lian in <Sui Chu" ([-])" tomorrow."

Huo Lan was listening carefully at first, but when he heard this, he was startled, and the corners of his lips pursed slightly.

Seeing his relaxed expression, Liang Xiao felt relieved, and moved the phone closer: "Did you hear that?"

Huo Lan nodded: "I heard."

Liang Xiao had a hard time: "When will it be handed in?"

"Soon." Huo Lan said, "Still writing."

Liang Xiao didn't expect that he actually wrote it, his face became hot, he felt a little embarrassed, and he grinned: "Also - don't worry..."

"By the way." Liang Xiao suddenly remembered, "Have you opened the gift I gave you?"

Huo Lan could bear it these days, not willing to move, shook his head.

"Open it when you miss me." Liang Xiao was very generous, "I'll send you another copy after reading it."

Huo Lan looked at him, and his pupils warmed up: "Okay."

Liang Xiao has missed him for dozens of hours, originally wanted to tease Huo Lan and asked them how long Mr. Huo had missed him, but now he is reluctant.

Holding the phone, Liang Xiao looked at him for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Huo Lan."

Huo Lan: "Yes."

"Will it be possible to turn on the screen recording?" Liang Xiao taught him, "There is a small button for the camera, you press it..."

Huo Lan said softly, "Yes."

Not only that... He will actually save the video and audio of Liang Xiao's conversation with him.

There are too few things that can be preserved from his youth, Huo Lan relied on those memories, rummaged through the details over and over again like self-torture, and survived those years, all the way to the present.

In fact, they are already happy enough now, and they already know in their hearts that they already have a particularly long and fulfilling future.But that period of time with nowhere to go still left a strong mark, and if you get any little bit, you can't help but accumulate it and keep it.

"That's fine."

Liang Xiao tapped on the screen: "Have you recorded it yet?"

Huo Lan didn't know what he was going to do, so he nodded.

Liang Xiao blinked at him, switched to panorama and adjusted the focus, lightly weighed the phone twice in his hand, and threw it up.

The angle of view of the camera was shaken suddenly, Huo Lang subconsciously avoided it, realized that it was the scene on the opposite side, and was about to ask Liang Xiao what was going on, when he suddenly froze.

The angle of view quickly approaches Liang Xiao, and the picture flashes by. The smiling Shaoxiu eyebrows, the bridge of the nose and lips, and the open arms are firmly settled on the chest.

...almost like a hug that was caught off guard.

Huo Lan stared blankly, his chest heaving slightly.

"Develop it, maybe you can make a VR perspective."

Liang Xiao is also a newcomer. After being smashed by his mobile phone for several days, he finally summed up the skills of not overturning the car: "I know you are taller than me... Try to make up your mind, and treat me as if you uprooted me."

Liang Xiao just wanted to make Huo Lan happy, so he did it again cheekily. He was too ashamed to show his face again, covering the screen tightly and picked up the phone: "I'm not tired of crooked, I'll go back to the hotel and record you again Fuck you."

Huo Lang closed his eyes, thought for a while quietly, let the picture be as detailed and vivid as possible in his mind, and nodded: "Okay."

Liang Xiao retired, happily kissed him across the hand, and turned off the video with red ears.

Plans can't keep up with changes.

In the next half month, the two of them didn't find any chance to have a good time.

Long Tao's acquisition has entered a critical stage. The ministers almost stay in the company for board and lodging, and Huo Lan stays in the company overnight, and there is not much time to peel walnuts.

The filming progress of the crew is as strong as it can be. Liang Xiao has to perform the exhausted feeling of exhausting himself day and night and rushing on the road. Pure makeup and acting skills cannot achieve 100% realistic.Director Jin discussed with him, and also used the most commonly used high-voltage shooting.

Liang Xiao wanted to go back early, and he would not refuse anyone who came to catch up with extra performances, and he was more ruthless than their Director Jin.

The production director was terrified and joined the discussion forcefully and resolutely, which prevented the two from colluding to directly wrap up Liang Xiao's role in April.

"It is to capture the feeling that there is only one breath left."

The production director really couldn't understand it: "Then you can't really have only one breath left?"

Jin Zhenbo originally didn't intend to oppress people to this extent, but it was the first time he met an actor who actively welcomed the oppression, and he couldn't argue: "He said yes..."

"Did he say it's not okay?" The production director was angry, "Didn't he also say yes to the difficult Via lens you mentioned last week?"

These two people get together, one dares to mention and the other dares to promise, no one is more reliable than the other

Last week when filming a fighting scene in the forest, Wu Zhi proposed a high-risk and difficult move, and Jin Zhenbo agreed.As a result, the situation in the forest was too complicated, the wind direction suddenly changed, and Liang Xiao almost bumped into a tree during the test.

Fortunately, Liang Xiao has rich experience, and he responded in time to the nick of the moment. He managed to avoid most of the incident, and only hit a piece of green. There was no shooting accident with severed limbs.

The production director is afraid to meet Liang Xiao's agent these days, and he can't get angry at his dedicated actors, so he can only talk to the director: "Actors are not disposable, how can they be used like this? Save resources to build Is it a monthly cast?"

"..." Jin Zhenbo was rendered speechless by the training: "I'll cut him some scenes."

The production director's anger still persisted: "Give him an afternoon off and let him sleep."

"But——" Jin Zhenbo originally wanted to say that once he was on vacation, he might relax. Liang Xiao, who looked like he was fighting plants after taking a look at the scene, couldn't resist his conscience, "Okay, tell him to go back .”

The production director had a headache for a few days, and finally he let go, sighed, and dragged a scene manager to notify him.

"Okay... thank you."

Duan Ming breathed a sigh of relief, caught Liang Xiao, and thanked him politely: "Then we'll go back."

"It's been hard work." The field manager was in charge of delivering the message, nodding repeatedly, "The director told Teacher Liang to take a good rest..."

Halfway through the airing of "New Year's Eve", after Yun Lian's black-and-white photos appeared on the screen, Liang Xiao's traffic data finally rose strongly, and he has completely gained a place among the new generation of actors.

The crew was already friendly enough, and their attitude towards him inevitably became more and more polite.

"Thank you." Liang Xiao shook his head, suppressed his sleepiness, and smiled at him, "The production team has also worked hard."

The field manager hurriedly shook his head, relayed a few words about tomorrow's arrangements to him, and ran away quickly.

"Finally I can breathe a sigh of relief..." Duan Ming felt lingering fear, and shook Liang Xiao who was leaning on his shoulder and started to doze off, "Wake up, go back to sleep."

Liang Xiao's eyelids were almost closed, but he lifted them up with difficulty, and smiled.

Duan Ming pulled and dragged Liang Xiao into the car, and forcibly pulled him up, but he didn't make him fall asleep completely: "Mr. Huo isn't here, why don't we just sleep like this?"

Liang Xiao was so shaken by him that he couldn't sleep, half closed his eyes, and sighed quietly: "It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality..."

I'm used to sleeping next to Huo Lan, and if I want to sleep alone again, I won't feel at ease no matter what.

Barely fell asleep and woke up at night.

Liang Xiao once frantically bought a humanoid pillow, tried it on by putting it on Huo Lan's shirt, and finally woke up in the middle of the night, shaking himself out of a cold sweat and storming into the manager's room.

Liang Xiao felt that this kind of thing was mostly due to his hypocrisy, so he didn't have the nerve to tell Huo Lan.Later, I simply reached a consensus with Director Jin, and I was so tired every day that I closed my eyes to eat and wash, and fell asleep on the bed.

"I know you want to catch up with the show." Duan Ming looked at him, and every once in a while he would help him in the opposite direction, "Do what you can, don't damage your body, the loss outweighs the gain."

"Is it so serious?" Liang Xiao slid back to the back of the chair and pressed it, worried: "I feel chest pain now..."

"The pain in the chest is caused by bumping." Duan Minggang read his medical report and didn't give him a chance to cheer him up. "I also hurt when I hit a tree."

Liang Xiao was persuaded, he closed his mouth speechlessly, and rubbed his chest.

The car stopped at the entrance of the hotel, Duan Ming dragged him back to the suite without delay, and stuffed him into the bathroom.

Liang Xiao took a leisurely shower, put on his pajamas and fell headfirst on the bed, lying motionless for ten hours.

It was still midnight when he woke up, Liang Xiao opened his eyes, and slowly traced a memory in the intimate ceiling, and was startled by the manager beside the bed: "Brother Duan—"

"Why did you have the same reaction as seeing your pillow?"

Duan Ming frowned, and stuffed him with a pillow to lean against: "Have you had enough sleep?"

Liang Xiao was a little embarrassed, and coughed: "It's okay..."

Duan Ming gave him a lunch box: "Eat."

"Need not."

Liang Xiao didn't feel hungry yet, so he was stunned for a moment, instinctively polite: "I'm not hungry yet, you guys eat first..."

"You haven't eaten for two meals." Duan Ming said, "After two bites of rice, I will tell you shocking news."

Liang Xiao opened his eyes wide: "Is Mr. Huo on the financial news?!"

They, Mr. Huo, had relatively few opportunities to appear on the financial news. Liang Xiao purposely sneaked into the Xingguan President Yan Fanqun, and still had to squat in advance every time.

Liang Xiao ate two mouthfuls of food, jumped out of bed and wanted to watch TV, but Duan Ming held him back: "It's over."

Liang Xiao regretted too much: "I shouldn't have slept."

"It's on the Internet, look back and see for yourself."

Duan Ming pulled him back to the bed and pushed the lunch box over: "The news this time is more important. Long Tao signed a formal merger and acquisition agreement, and there will be no such company in the future."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Duan Ming: "..."

Duan Ming was still waiting for him to be happy, he shook his hand, inexplicably: "What's wrong?"

"I did not see."

Liang Xiao's chest hurts again, tremblingly raised his hand to cover it, dying in the wind: "I watched it for more than ten days, but I didn't watch this episode..."

"..." Duan Ming watched him sway back and forth in the wind, and reached out to hold him down: "There are still recordings on the Internet."

Liang Xiao sighed: "How can the recording and broadcasting be the same?!"

Duan Ming couldn't figure it out: "What's the difference between recording and broadcasting?"

The manager couldn't feel the pain, so Liang Xiao pressed his chest, touched the phone regretfully, clicked on Weibo, quickly found the trending search on Xingguan's official acquisition of Longtao, and read it carefully several times.

Liang Xiao read it very carefully, and even saved a copy of the article and pictures, and finally had time to look up: "Is there Mr. Huo in the news?"

"Yes, but it looks quite tired."

Duan Ming nodded: "Outsiders can't tell, but you can feel it after getting acquainted."

Liang Xiao could roughly guess the terrifying workload on Huo Lan's side just by looking at the densely packed delivery items, so he couldn't help feeling distressed for a while, and clicked on the message to read it.

Huo Lan didn't contact him, only the butler shared the earliest news notification with him.

"It's probably too busy." Duan Ming said, "It's too late, so I'll give Mr. Huo a message tomorrow and let me know."

Liang Xiao read the news shared by the housekeeper word for word, and was told by the manager three times to eat, and finally put down the phone reluctantly, and took a few bites unwilling to eat.

Once Liang Xiao is not in the mood to eat, he will easily struggle with the ingredients.Duan Ming watched him poke potatoes into lotus root slices, sighed, and gave him the game console: "Let's play for a while."

Liang Xiao's eyes lit up the game console Mr. Huo bought, and he took it and held it in his arms, happily pressing the screen to light up.

Back when Xiao Liangxiao tricked Huo Lan into buying a game console, there were still Super Mario cards with cassettes on the market, far from such high-end products.

Liang Xiao studied while eating, fiddled with it for a while, and picked a game with great interest.

Duan Ming didn't quite understand the joy of the game console, so he watched it for a while: "What's so interesting about this thing?"

Liang Xiao concentrated on playing and stuffed a mouthful of rice: "I don't know either."

Duan Ming was stunned.

"At the beginning, I was just watching cartoons, and I thought it would be great for two people to play games together."

Liang Xiao smiled, his face was a little hot: "YouQi won the battle, and he can hold the other up and spin around in circles."

Duan Ming couldn't help feeling sorry for him: "Now Mr. Huo can only transfer you unilaterally..."

Liang Xiao was not willing to listen to which pot the manager would not turn on and which pot to lift, so he touched the water gun and fired at him.

"Thinking about it now...it's really not easy."

Duan Ming wiped the water off his face, and sighed: "You two just survived like this."

"I also have a thought." Liang Xiao was very contented, and couldn't hold back his joy for a while, "He supported me, and I supported him."

Duan Ming: "..."

"Mostly by our deep affection and silent support for each other."

The corner of Liang Xiao's mouth could not be suppressed: "If you never forget, there will be echoes."

Duan Ming: "I have something to do, you first—"

"Really." Liang Xiao was about to win this round, grabbed the manager, and showed off to him with the game console in his arms, "As long as the hearts are in harmony, no matter how far apart they are-"

Duan Ming waited for a long time: "What?"

"..." Liang Xiao looked at the notification that the 10-minute game time limit had been reached, took a deep breath, calmly ate all the words, and put the game console on the table.

Huo Zhai.

After several days of sleepless nights, after signing the contract and ending the interview, Huo Lan went back to the bedroom alone, lying on the bed and sleeping until now.

The bedroom was quiet and the night was dark.

Huo Lan opened his eyes, lay down quietly for a while, and felt that he was qualified to open Mr. Liang's gift, got up and got out of bed, took the sketchbook that he kept carefully all the time, and opened it.

Facing the volume ratio of the hexahedron divided by fixed points and edges on the first page, I fell into silent contemplation.