canary dressed as a disabled villain

Father Jing and Jing Chen were originally talking about their father, kindness and filial piety, but when they saw Zhuang Jianning standing outside the door, they were both surprised.

Zhuang Jianning wears a well-tailored spring and summer light British plaid suit with a butterfly shirt, which has both the retro and charming British style and the youthful sense of fresh clothes and angry horses.

If it was someone else's child, Jing's father would definitely boast: young and promising.

It's a pity that this person is the villainous Zhuang Jianning.

He only glanced at it, then looked away, for fear of having anything to do with this person.

Jing Chen's eyes were glued to Zhuang Jianning's body. After taking off the exotic clothes, Zhuang Jianning in formal clothes turned out to be so good-looking, with a strong aura.

It's like being completely reborn.

In the blink of an eye, the original plot quickly poured into Zhuang Jianning's brain.

The protagonist went to the trueself company for an internship after Jingchen's college entrance examination. After winning the jewelry variety show "You Are Beautiful", just in time for the resignation of the chief designer of trueself, Jing Chen, a talented designer with invincible strength and luck, Became the new chief designer of trueself, two years later, he switched jobs and started his own jewelry brand.

When Zhuang Jianning raised his legs, he thought, no wonder when he received the email, he vaguely felt the name trueself was very familiar.

"Sir, if you don't take the elevator, can you please let me go?"

Seeing him in a daze, several people behind him sounded a reminder.

"I'm sorry." Zhuang Jianning bowed slightly to apologize, and strode into the elevator.

The road goes up to the sky and goes to the sky, whoever has the ability will go.

Not everything in the original plot cannot be changed.

The other three elevators hadn't come down yet, and there were several people behind them, so Zhuang Jianning could only stand inward.

It happened to be next to Jing Chen.

Zhuang Jianning met Jing Chen's gaze, smiled and nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.

"Brother Jian Ning, are you here today for...an interview?" Jing Chen's ending sound slightly raised, still full of disbelief.

With a faint smile on Zhuang Jianning's face, he looked casual and confident, and replied briefly: "Yes."

He didn't pay attention to Jing's father, and there were no unnecessary greetings.

In the small space, the voices of the two were exceptionally clear.

Father Jing frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"You..." Jing Chen was still waiting to say anything else, the elevator stopped, and the elevator door slowly opened.

The thirteenth floor arrived, and everyone went out in an orderly manner.

Zhuang Jianning didn't stop, and followed the steps of the crowd out of the elevator.

The guide led everyone to the small meeting room in the waiting area. Zhuang Jianning glanced back. Father Jing didn't come down, and the elevator continued to go up.

There were already several people waiting in the small meeting room. After a few people went in and took their seats, the guide said concisely: "Everyone, please be patient. Draw lots at 9 o'clock to determine the order of interviews."

When the usher went out, the boy sitting on Zhuang Jianning's right hand glanced at the dozen or so people sitting around the big conference table, and said first, "As expected of trueself, there are so many trainee designers competing for it."

As soon as the words came out, everyone talked about it in a hurry, so as to relieve the tension.

Jing Chen sat on Zhuang Jianning's right hand, and kept looking at the bag in Zhuang Jianning's hand since he came in.

Seeing that everyone was discussing, he leaned slightly and leaned against Zhuang Jianning, "Brother Jianning, did you bring your portfolio?"

Zhuang Jianning suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

Judging from the plot, he has the same name, appearance, and figure as the original owner, and even the protagonist Gong has the same name as his golden retriever.

The author of the original novel should most likely be familiar with him as a designer in his previous life, so he also knows his previous works well?

In case the original author uses some of his works as prototypes, and puts them directly on the head of the protagonist Shou Jingchen after processing or without processing.

Then, he and Jing Chen are very likely to fall into plagiarism and being plagiarized.

Regardless of whether this is possible or not, I have to take the time to create all the works I was satisfied with in my previous life as soon as possible.Make sure not to collide with Jing Chen's works, and slowly make it public at the right time.

The four manuscript works he brought today are all based on new inspiration, so don't worry.

Zhuang Jianning turned her head, turned to Bao Nunu who was on his lap, and smiled gently: "Yes, you also brought it."

In the original plot, the part about the design works of the protagonist Shou was vague, but now he is quite curious about Jing Chen's design style and works.

The phone in his hand vibrated lightly, Jing Chen smiled apologetically at Zhuang Jianning, looked happy when he saw the screen, typed with both hands and focused on replying to the message.

At this point in time, the protagonist Gong Shou should not have a confirmed relationship, but judging by Jing Chen's appearance, he is clearly the posture of a little boy in love.

Zhuang Jianning looked away and picked up her mobile phone to browse news related to jewelry design.

After nine o'clock, the guide organized everyone to draw lots on time.

Zhuang Jianning is in third place.

Jing Chen is number four.

Not long after waiting, the guide called Zhuang Jianning.

Jing Chen smiled and said to him: "Brother Jian Ning, come on!"

Zhuang Jianning accepted this gesture of caring for the weak, "Thank you, I will."

Behind the circular interview table, there were three interviewers, and the two beside Zhuang Jianning did not know each other.

The one in the middle is Ji Shuizhi, chief designer of trueself, who is well-known in the jewelry industry.

Zhuang Jianning calmly walked to the interview table under the sharp eyes of the three pairs, and respectfully presented his resume and portfolio consisting of four manuscripts.

He introduced himself with a clear voice: "Seniors, I am No. [-] Zhuang Jianning. Besides the manuscript, I also brought the finished jewelry."

When Ji Shui heard that it was Zhuang Jianning, his eyes lit up.

There are many ways to participate in trueself's designer interviews, but Zhuang Jianning is one of the few that he personally likes and sends out interview invitations.

The company originally planned the interview time a week ago. After receiving Zhuang Jianning's reply email, he abruptly postponed the interview until today on the grounds that the schedule could not be held.

The manuscript of the double-sided princess swan brooch titled "Metamorphosis" shocked him too much. He was mature with childlike innocence, dreamlike, but stubborn and unyielding.

Judging from his vicious eyes for many years, the most rare thing about this work is that it retains artistic quality and is also marketable.

To be able to design such a profound and spiritual work must be a person with character and talent, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a genius designer.

Ji Shuizhi cherishes talent very much.

It's just that I didn't expect that I would be so young and look like a star.

He couldn't help confirming again: "You are Zhuang Jianning?"

Zhuang Jianning smiled and nodded to confirm: "Yes, I am Zhuang Jianning."

Seeing the surprised look on his face as he flipped through the portfolio, Zhuang Jianning secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

The three circulated the portfolio and resumes, and Ji Shuizhi looked at Zhuang Jianning expectantly and said, "You brought the finished product?"

Zhuang Jianning got up and put the four exquisite boxes in front of Ji Shuizhi's table, and carefully opened the lid.

The two necklaces named "Wind Words" and "Confinement", and the two rings "Looking for Love" and "Freedom", under Su Yanjun's ingenious craftsmanship, are incomparably bright and unparalleled.

It also embodies the meaning vividly.

Zhuang Jianning still remembers that she went to pick up the goods yesterday, and was shocked when she saw the finished product. It is worthy of Su Yanjun who is known as the "magic hand" in the novel.

It was obviously built according to the original manuscript, but it seemed to inject vitality into the work.

Ji Shui recognized it at a glance, and blurted out, "Is this made by Su Yanjun?"

This kid is so smart!Know how to make the best use of and reflect your strengths and talents.

Without waiting for Zhuang Jianning's answer, the middle-aged man on Ji Shuizhi's left was expressionless as Zhuang Jianning came in, but he couldn't hide his majesty, and suddenly said, "Your education is high school?"

Zhuang Jianning answered both questions together: "Mr. Su did it. Yes, I just finished the college entrance examination."

The man rolled his eyelids: "Which art school did you get into? The Central Academy of Fine Arts or..."

Ji Shuizhi also looked at him expectantly. To be able to achieve this level must be the highest institution in the art world of the empire - the Central Academy of Fine Arts.

Zhuang Jianning's heart skipped a beat, and he said frankly as usual: "I applied for the Central Academy of Fine Arts and several other art academies, but unfortunately, I failed the professional exam."

The faces of the three of them all changed. The man who spoke just now frowned slightly, but quickly recovered his expression, and said lightly, "Thank you for coming to the interview. Please wait patiently for the result."

This is the final word to end the interview process.

Ji Shuizhi's expression froze, and before he could say anything else, the man tapped the table lightly, Ji Shuizhi lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, and stopped talking.

Zhuang Jianning got up, packed her things, and after politely signaling to the three of them, she went out.

Before the door closed, he saw Ji Shuizhi talking to the man.

He exhaled lightly, looking at the current situation, it was probably hopeless.

It doesn't matter, it's just a trainee designer who works for others, it's fine if you can't face it.

In his previous life, he wanted to set up his own jewelry brand, but unfortunately, he was pulled into Cafney by his old friend. He just became the chief designer when he was thrown into the book by the chandelier.

What was lost was Sang Yu, and what was gained was Sang Yu. When he had funds and contacts, he simply established his own jewelry brand in one step.

While pondering over the sources of funds and contacts, Zhuang Jianning only nodded with Jing Chen who was walking towards him, and followed the original path to the direction of the elevator.

"Is it Mr. Zhuang Jianning and Ning Zhuang?"

Zhuang Jianning looked up and saw a young lady who looked like an assistant. He smiled and politely returned: "Hello, I am."

"You don't need to be so polite, just call me Xiao Lin." She made a gesture of invitation, "Mr. Zhuang, can I take a step to talk?"

Zhuang Jianning didn't understand, but didn't ask any further questions, and followed Xiao Lin, "Thank you, Miss Xiao Lin."

Xiao Lin led him to take the elevator, pressed the 17th floor, and then stared at him with a smile.

Zhuang Jianning touched his face: "What's wrong, Miss Xiaolin?"

When we arrived on the 17th floor, Xiao Lin made a gesture of invitation, and replied with a smile: "Look at the person who makes our boss 'attractive', he is so good-looking."

Regarding the "boss" in Xiao Lin's mouth, Zhuang Jianning had a vague guess, but he was not sure.

When the phone rang, Xiao Lin sighed, "I'm about to break it into eight pieces."

She connected, held the phone to her ear, pointed to an office in front of her and said to Zhuang Jianning with her lips: "Go and wait for a while."

After speaking, he waved his hand and turned his head into the elevator.

The floor was covered with a cashmere blanket, and the surroundings were quiet. Zhuang Jianning looked around and carefully chose to wait in the corridor.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was less than ten o'clock. He calculated the time. When everyone finished the interview, it would be at least one noon.

"Hello."

Zhuang Jianning was startled when he heard the sound, the carpet was too thick and he couldn't hear any footsteps.

Looking up, I saw another assistant-like person with shawl and curly hair. He said hello politely: "Hello."

The other party saw Zhuang Jianning's face clearly, and said enthusiastically, "You're here, I'm going down to pick you up."

Zhuang Jianning felt something strange, but couldn't explain it, so he could only nod his head.

The curly-haired assistant made a gesture of invitation and smiled politely: "Please follow me."

Zhuang Jianning saw that the office she took him to was not the one Miss Xiao Lin pointed out earlier, could it be that Miss Xiao Lin pointed the wrong finger just now?Or changed places temporarily?

He glanced back and saw that there was no one there, so he could only follow the curly-haired assistant forward.

Seeing his hesitation, the curly-haired assistant thought he was nervous. After thinking about it, he lowered his voice and approached Zhuang Jianning and said, "Don't be nervous. Although the interview is not over yet, the No.1 major of the Academy of Fine Arts is definitely a top performer. Congratulations in advance You join trueself."

Zhuang Jianning paused, looked sideways at the curly-haired assistant, and kindly reminded: "Did you recognize the wrong person?"

Kids these days are too humble.The curly-haired assistant pursed his lips and smiled, pushed open the door beside him and complimented: "Look carefully, you and Boss Jing are almost carved out of the same mold, it's impossible..." Admitted.

The door was pushed open, Father Jing and another person who looked like a director were sitting on the reception sofa, and the two of them looked towards the door together.

When Father Jing saw Zhuang Jianning, he stood up abruptly.

I knew that this guy surnamed Zhuang was going to mess with him. He had just stopped for two months, and after the college entrance examination ended, he stuck to him like a dog's skin plaster. It seemed that he was either asking for money or forcing him to find a job.

Father Jing took a few deep breaths, tried his best to control his emotions, and was afraid that Zhuang Jianning would make a fuss in front of Mr. Gu again, so he said in a deep voice, "Go out first, I'll go find you after chatting with Mr. Gu."

The curly-haired assistant saw that Boss Jing's reaction was wrong when he opened the door, and swallowed the last two words in a panic. Looking at the situation now, did he bring the wrong person?

It can be heard from Boss Jing's tone that the two still know each other, and they look alike.

Mr. Gu frowned and waved at her: "Take it out first."

After the door closed, Zhuang Jianning sneered, and strode towards the elevator without waiting for the curly-haired assistant to speak.

The curly-haired assistant knew that he had caused a catastrophe, and guessed that his job would be lost. He looked at Zhuang Jianning's back with both complaints and embarrassment.

I didn't want to take the same elevator down with him again, turned a corner, and went down from the internal emergency elevator.

Zhuang Jianning pressed the down button and watched the number next to the elevator gradually jump up from 1.

1、2、3、4、5……

Both hands made a fist unconsciously, and the nail on the thumb went into the second joint of the index finger, causing pain.

There was a "ding dong" sound from the elevator behind him, and the sound of footsteps and voices sounded at the same time.

"Zhuang Jianning?"

Hearing the familiar voice, the eyelids of the drooping eyes were lifted suddenly, Zhuang Jianning turned around quickly, the smile on his face was still decent and sunny.

"Designer Ji."

Ji Shuizhi: "Where is Xiao Lin? Why didn't you take you to the office?"

The "boss" that Sister Xiaolin said was indeed Designer Ji.Zhuang Jianning followed behind him: "Sister Xiaolin brought me here and told me about the room, but I was afraid it would be inconvenient, so I wanted to wait for Designer Ji at the door."

Ji Shuizhi pushed open the door of the room Xiao Lin pointed to, looked back at him, smiled and said, "You don't need to be so obedient."

After Zhuang Jianning entered, he pointed to the sofa and sat behind the large workbench, "Sit down, time is tight, so I'll make a long story short."

"No matter what, I thank Designer Ji for giving me this opportunity. This is already the greatest recognition for me." Zhuang Jianning is really grateful, there are too many things, at least he can get comfort from the works.

Ji Shuizhi smiled gently: "I'm sorry, trueself has an unwritten rule that every designer must be a major in design. I admire your work so much that I took the liberty to invite you here for an interview, but I couldn't find a way to convince each other." Satisfied with the results."

Many talented designers have stronger empathy and sensitivity than ordinary people, and are more likely to compete with themselves when they encounter setbacks and blows. Anyone is stronger."

As the most prestigious designer in the jewelry industry, he was so gentle to a little-known young man.

Zhuang Jianning is nothing more than the most talented artist imaginable.

Mixed with various emotions such as gratitude, admiration, and respect, he stood up abruptly, walked to the desk, and bowed deeply to Ji Shuizhi, "Thank you, Designer Ji, love lasts for a long time. I’m going to keep going.”

Ji Shuizhi tore off a sticky note, wrote a series of numbers on it, stood up with a smile, and patted Zhuang Jianning on the shoulder, "I liked your works and aura before, but after meeting you, I realized that you are born from your heart."

Zhuang Jianning took the note with the phone number written on it with both hands, and opened his mouth to say thank you again.

Ji Shuizhi said: "Of course I didn't ask you to come here just to talk nonsense. Have you ever heard of the variety show "You Are Beautiful"? The casting director of the show complained to me yesterday that a contestant suddenly appeared. It's okay, I can't find anyone temporarily."

"You can't learn anything if you come to our company as an intern designer on this condition, and you can feel like a fish in water over there. This is my personal phone number. Director Wang Hai is my best buddy. Wait for my call tomorrow and go to Wang Hai's place." Settle this matter."

It was difficult for Zhuang Jianning to describe his true self with what kind of emotion he left, but he knew that he had to put in a lot of effort to live up to Ji Shuizhi.

Sitting in a taxi, the phone suddenly rang, reminding the alarm clock that the house will be handed over today.

He temporarily changed his destination and went straight to the sales department next to Qingbei University.

After picking up the key, the house is on the 7th floor. When buying a house, I heard the aunt who bought a house next to me say "up and down". Zhuang Jianning superstitiously chose the 7th floor.

The environment of the community is good. The house faces south. It has three bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms.

Zhuang Jianning stood on the balcony, looking at Qingbei University opposite, looking forward to his future infinitely.

Previously, the family had pets and tips from fans, so he paid for Su Yanjun's handiwork.

Except for taking a taxi, buying books and stationery, he doesn't have to pay for basic necessities.

The signing fee of these two months has saved a small hundred thousand.

He did the math, and it was probably not enough to buy furniture and home appliances.

It's better to wait for the summer vacation to earn some money, and then make a good purchase.

After wandering around the community for a while, there was a lake in the middle of the community. He walked around the lake twice, teased the geese for a while, and was almost chased by the geese.

This can be regarded as his only pastime in the past two months.

At noon, the temperature was as high as [-] degrees. Zhuang Jianning was wearing a suit and trousers. After the freshness passed, he felt hot, tired and thirsty.

Take a taxi back to He Zhuo's house.

Opening the door, I saw He Zhuo sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Zhuang Jianning kicked off his shoes, took off his suit and walked to the bathroom. When he passed the dining table, he poured a large glass of watermelon juice, "Mr. He, is there any food in the kitchen? I'm so tired, I don't want to make it myself."

Smelling Zhuang Jianning's breath, the tight skin gradually loosened, but it also became more anxious.He Zhuo raised his head from the book and glanced at him.

Xindao, besides the live broadcast, when did you cook?

Xiao Ning followed, bent down to pick up the clothes that had been thrown on the floor, and scanned them with her "eyes". The fabrics were not washable, so Xiao Ning directly threw the suits into the trash can.

Coming out of the bathroom, Zhuang Jianning put on a long thin cotton shirt, went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to search for food.

"Wow." In the freezer compartment of the huge double-open refrigerator, there was a row of fruit drinks of various colors, including strawberry smoothie, cherry smoothie, coconut milk and orange juice, and others whose names he couldn't name.

He took a seafood cold noodle and a glass of coconut milk orange juice, and he went to the sofa.

Halfway through the walk, he remembered the jade that had been placed for at least ten hours, so he stopped and turned back to the dining table.

He Zhuo slowly turned a page of the book, "Come here."

Zhuang Jianning looked down at his bare legs and feet, put the food on the dining table, went to the bathroom to get a pair of shorts and put them on.

With the cool breeze blowing, he took a sip of cherry smoothie and a big mouthful of cold noodles mixed with crabmeat, shrimp and abalone. Zhuang Jianning fell on the back of the sofa cross-legged, rubbed his belly and said, "Finally, I don't have to write the test paper, it's comfortable!"

He Zhuo was still reading, and when he heard this, he stretched out a hand and put it on Zhuang Jianning's stomach, squeezed it, and sighed contentedly: "It's comfortable!"

I became addicted to it, threw away the book, and reached out to hug Zhuang Jianning, longing for more and deeper contact.

"Itchy." Zhuang Jianning smiled and hid on the other side of the sofa, her two slender legs kept struggling.

He Zhuo raised his eyebrows, becoming more interested, he directly grabbed the thin and white ankle with well-defined bones, and pulled it into his arms.

Knead the rounded toes with the other hand.Looking at Zhuang Jianning's flushed little face with a smile, a feeling of joy was faintly felt in his heart.

He leaned down, supported the sofa with one hand, raised the other hand, and rolled the loose white shirt around his neck.

"Haha...Mr. He." Feeling the coolness, Zhuang Jianning watched Hongmei put away the buds.

Ashamed and itchy.

"Don't move." He Zhuo fixed his eyes on a large piece of snow-white skin, and slowly approached it. The fragrance of the shower gel mixed with his inherent body fragrance was refreshing, and his internal organs were moisturized.

"I'm hungry." Zhuang Jianning tried to lift his leg up against him.

Looking down at the Sichuan-shaped belly, He Zhuo got up and said with amnesty: "Let's eat first."

Zhuang Jianning kicked twice but didn't move, He Zhuo just held it, the itching was not so itchy: "Mr. He, then you should let me go first."

He Zhuo held two slender ankles in one hand, feeling the comfort of skin-to-skin fit, and picked up the book again, "You eat with your feet?"

Zhuang Jianning finally ate a cold noodle with Xiao Ning's hands.

Remembering that Madam Jiang called him yesterday afternoon, it was already ten o'clock in the evening when he woke up, and he didn't call back.

He picked up the phone and called back.

After making two calls in succession, there was only a mechanical prompt, "The number you dialed is temporarily unanswered..."

Zhuang Jianning looked up at He Zhuo who was rubbing his ankles while reading a book, thinking of the investigation text message that day, he was really worried.

He called Jiang Taoyu again.

The voice on the other end of the microphone was crying anxiously, "My dad was in a car accident and is in the hospital."