Slum Maker [Idol Trainee]

Meng Lu flipped through a few books on restoration of cultural relics, carefully studying the details of those ancient fabrics and jewelry.

Dresses with Chinese elements are not only sought after by domestic stars, but also foreign stars.This time, her company has received many invitations from foreign public relations teams, hoping to borrow her dress to wear.

Now she is not struggling alone, as long as the design draft is produced, there will be a special person in charge of supervising all the following matters.Put all your thoughts on the design, so that the work will be more exquisite.

But fashion design needs inspiration, no idea, no amount of assistants is useless.

"Meng Meng, I'll be back soon, what are you doing?" Hua Ziyang's video came over. He was still working, but he would be back soon.

"I'll go to the National Expo later to find some inspiration. When will you arrive? Shall we see you in the dormitory?" Meng Lu checked the time. It would take several hours for her to go around the National Expo.

"I'll pick you up, I know about the National Expo." Hua Ziyang has a special arrangement today, and he will definitely not wait until he returns to the dormitory.

"Okay, I'll call you when I finish reading." Meng Lu hurriedly set off, and she also wanted to see him sooner.

In the past two years, for some reason, there has been a wave of museum enthusiasm. Whether interested or not, groups or individual tourists, they all like to gather in major museums.I understand it, but I don’t understand it. Anyway, as long as you go there, it will be meaningful.

Among the crowd, Meng Lu quietly looked at the cultural relics with thousands of years of history.

The noisy Homo sapiens and the product of the wisdom of the former Homo sapiens meet in the museum.They stayed calmly in the glass counter, staring at the turbulent flow of people.

How similar is this to a celebrity, the illusory empire constructed by countless fans has nothing to do with them.

They are like exhibits, showing the side that fans want to see.If it is tired or broken, it will be replaced.What can be repaired is the day of the light again, and what cannot be repaired can only continue to be friends with the darkness in the wooden box.

Sparks exploded in her mind, and Meng Lu immediately determined the theme of this season.

She took out her sketchbook and quickly drew a few drafts.

When she is at work, she is always attentive.Everything around her couldn't disturb her.

When the surrounding crowd dispersed and the hall became deserted and quiet, she suddenly shuddered.Thinking that this place is either a funeral object or dug out of the soil, I still feel a little panicked.

She is quite courageous, but I don't know if she has been with Hua Ziyang for a long time, and now she has become a little superstitious and superstitious.

Called the culprit and asked him to come pick it up.

Hua Ziyang was waiting nearby. As soon as Meng Lu called, he drove over immediately, and it took less than 5 minutes.

"Why so fast?" Meng Lu was a little surprised, did he fly over?

"Coffee." Hua Ziyang didn't answer her, but handed her a cup of freshly bought coffee to gag her.

Meng Lu was also thirsty and stayed inside for several hours without eating or drinking.

While drinking coffee, she continued to complete her manuscript.But after a few strokes, she felt that the atmosphere was not right.Usually when the two are together, Hua Ziyang must be chattering non-stop.But now it is extremely quiet, just like the Forbidden City compound after the museum is closed.

She silently took out her phone and started playing music.And she also specially selected a rustic song list, which is full of songs that are different from us, such as romantic Turkey.

"Pfft..." Hua Ziyang couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing all of a sudden, his shoulders trembled like an epileptic seizure.

"Hold the steering wheel well." Meng Lu had to remind him that he was still driving.

"Turn it off, good boy." Hua Ziyang said softly, but the veins on his forehead were already twitching.

"No, I'm looking for inspiration." Meng Lu not only didn't close it, but also picked the song "Uncle".

"From the uncle?" Hua Ziyang turned his head and glanced at her, knowing that she did it on purpose.After staying with Yue Mingxi for a long time, everyone really knows how to make him angry.

"How nice uncle is. Look at Fukuyama Masaharu, Chen Daoming, and Xiaoluo." Meng Lu suppressed a smile and continued talking on purpose.

"He's not an uncle anymore, he's an elite old handsome guy." Hua Ziyang couldn't refute, these uncles are really good.

"Hey, where are you taking me?" While flirting with him, Meng Lu also noticed that this was not the way back to their dormitory or other residences.

"Uncle's heart." The corners of Hua Ziyang's mouth curled up. No matter what the situation, as long as he was facing her, he could flirt.

Meng Lu laughed, and she continued to draw the manuscript, leaving him alone.There are too many things in his mind, and it's really hard to guess what he wants to do.

But he is not unreliable, and surprises are always surprises, not frights.

It was getting late, and the neon lights outside the window lit up.Meng Lu looked out and found that they had arrived at an area where high-end villas gathered in the imperial capital.

"Did you buy a house for your mother?" Meng Lu's first reaction was that he bought a house for his family, because now they both have their own residences, so there is no need to buy a house.

Hua Ziyang almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, she must have been too busy recently, and her brain is not working, "My mother would not like living in a city like the imperial capital, and you also know that the old man has his own social circle. "

"Oh, I see, it must be one of the three of them who bought the house." Meng Lu immediately changed her mind and pulled her teammate, "It's Yue Yue, he is the team leader, so if he wants to buy it, he will buy it first."

"Guess, you can keep guessing." Hua Ziyang was quite happy in her heart, it was best if she couldn't guess.

He drove the car and went straight into a neighborhood.Turning left and right, intentionally made Meng Lu faint.

Finally, he stopped in front of a single-family villa with good privacy.

As soon as Meng Lu got out of the car, she smelled the scent of wisteria flowers.She looked up and found a wisteria tree planted at the door.This wisteria tree is quite big, and it can be seen that it has just been transplanted here. "Wow, it's not bad. I didn't expect our slovenly old Yue to be quite romantic."

"Hmph, go in and have a look." Hua Ziyang was proud of himself, this was his handwriting.

"Okay." Meng Lu was dragged by him, and trotted in all the way.

Push the door and enter, it is a big garden.There are many flowers planted in the garden, some of them are not in flowering period, but Meng Lu still recognizes many of them.

This kind of plant is favored by European horticulturalists. The price is high, and the layout is very delicate. It can be seen that it is the handicraft of professionals.

Meng Lu froze for a moment, she wondered if she guessed wrong.Because Yue Mingxi doesn't like flowers and gardening that much, there's no need to make the yard like this.

Then they went up the steps to the front of the villa.

Hua Ziyang opened the door, stood aside, and let Meng Lu go in first.

At this moment, Meng Lu suddenly noticed that the door lock was electronic and authenticated by fingerprints.

Although the four of them are very close, it is normal to record a few more fingerprints, but at this time, the master should be present.

Only him and her, could it be...

"Is your mother in there?" Meng Lu's scalp tightened, her face turned pale with fright.

They have been dating for so long, but they have never met their parents.If you think about it carefully, it's not impossible.