After being confessed by the paranoid wolf dog

Guo Jin's most commented on Gu Yu is moody.

As the number one younger brother under Brother Yu, Guo Jin has a say in many things.

Maybe he was interested in you one second, but he left you behind the next second, and when he remembered, he turned around to tease you.

At this moment, Qi Qingmu's view of Gu Yu coincides with that of the unfamiliar Guo Jin.

The fact that this photo did not appear in front of Xu Jinxing is the best example.

It has been a long time since the day they met at the Japanese grocery store, Qi Qingmu was suddenly curious about the significance of keeping this photo for Gu Yu who had calmed down.

Looking at Gu Yu hesitantly, he thought for a while, but he still didn't ask.

It was not yet eight o'clock when Qi Qingmu arrived at the studio. Although the door had already been opened, it was a bit dark inside. Qi Qingmu stood at the door and was looking in. Suddenly, a hand was placed on the back of his waist, and he pushed him forward. Give it a little push.

"Are you interviewing with Damen?" Gu Yu said lazily from behind.

Qi Qingmu turned around, looked down at Gu Yu at the bottom of the steps, and said seriously, "Don't forget what you promised me."

"Remember." Gu Yu scolded softly, "Go in quickly."

After finishing speaking, he walked up the steps slowly, and sat on the bench by the door under the gaze of Qi Qingmu.

The height of the bench was a little short, and after he sat down, his legs curled up, and for some reason, he looked aggrieved with a hint of amused expression.

Qi Qingmu raised his eyebrows, and when Gu Yu saw him, he stretched his legs uncomfortably, and shouted, "If you don't go in again, I'll go in for you."

Only then did Qi Qingmu retract his gaze, push the door open and enter the studio.

"Excuse me sir, we haven't started working here yet." The receptionist was cleaning up the local sanitation, without raising his head, he spoke very politely.

Qi Qingmu walked to the counter and said, "I'm here for an interview."

The receptionist at the front desk just raised his head and stared at him for a while, "Is it the one who made an appointment with Mr. Fu for an interview at [-] o'clock in the morning?"

"Yes." Qi Qingmu nodded, "I know it's a little early, so it's okay, you're busy with your work, I'll just stand aside for a while."

The receptionist nodded his head, paused the movements of his hands, and said, "Go and sit over there." After that, he pointed to the two sofas by the window on the right side of the door.

Qi Qingmu thanked him, and after walking over, he saw Gu Yu sitting with his back to the studio through the window.

He lowered his head and was fiddling with his mobile phone, maybe he was chatting with others, his fingers moved quickly.

Qi Qingmu was not interested. He sat at a place far from the window, opened his file bag, and carefully counted the design drafts and interview materials he brought over.

Suddenly, he heard a small sound.

dong dong.

Qi Qingmu followed the prestige, and saw the boy outside the window making a gesture, as if greeting something.I didn't want to pay attention to it, but the other party was not discouraged, as long as he looked away, the thud sound would sound again.

In order not to disturb the staff, Qi Qingmu had no choice but to sit next to the window.

Gu Yu put one leg on the chair, and the other leg was still supporting it. He sat sideways very casually. When Qi Qingmu sat over, he typed a line on his mobile phone, and then turned it over and stuck it on the glass.

[Why is it not over yet? ]

Qi Qingmu was a little helpless, he shook his head, and didn't speak or respond.

Gu Yu started typing again.

[It's already ten past eight, that boss won't mess with you on purpose, right? ]

[I'm bored, come out and talk to me. ]

[I'm tired of looking at that photo, you think about it, when will you take a new one with me? ]

……

Every word was out of tune, and Qi Qingmu's face became more and more calm, as if he was no longer surprised by Gu Yu's words.

In other words, this is Gu Yu.

Can't stand loneliness, like a child who hasn't grown up.

To be honest, it was shocking that he could promise Qi Qingmu not to step into the studio and stay outside all the time.Qi Qingmu also doubted his integrity, but from the current point of view, Gu Yu is still trustworthy.

——For example, now, he told himself to go out out of boredom, and he didn't rush in.

Unable to communicate through the window, Qi Qingmu had no choice but to take out his mobile phone, open the sticky note, and open a new page.

After the words 'keep in mind that you promised me not to cause trouble' were typed out, Qi Qingmu deleted them bit by bit from an angle that Gu Yu couldn't see. With Gu Yu's character, threatening him might backfire.

Qi Qingmu is very good at observing others, and will deal with sudden troubles through various situations. At this moment, Gu Yu is the most prone to troubles around him.

So Qi Qingmu chose another way of speaking.

[Be good, I'll be out soon. ]

Soothe, comfort, promise.

The boy outside the window stared at a line of small words on the phone, and did not answer for a long time.

Until Qi Qingmu heard the receptionist at the front desk call 'Mr. Qi'.

Qi Qingmu responded, then pointed to Gu Yu in the direction of the front desk, indicating that he had to leave, then turned off the phone, put it in his pocket while standing up, and walked quickly towards the front desk.

He didn't notice that Gu Yu was looking at his back, his dark pupils were shining with hopeful light like stars.

"Mr. Fu invites you to go in." The receptionist showed a formulaic smile and said, "Go upstairs from the stairs on the left, and then there will be a map, find the room marked with the word 'Fu', just follow the map to find it. If you have any questions, you can come down to me again."

This guidance can be said to be very abstract.

But Qi Qingmu didn't question it. He responded with a smile. According to the receptionist, he first went to the second floor and found the floor plan in the lobby on the second floor, but there was no word 'Fu' on the floor plan.

The entire office on the second floor can be summed up in the shape of the word "concave". The hall is in the middle, and the surrounding areas are separated, which are individual offices.

He carefully looked at it many times, and finally saw a handwritten "Fu" character in a small corner. Because the strokes of the characters were too many and the characters were small, they almost melted into a small black dot. No wonder He looked at it a few times before noticing.

Qi Qingmu searched all the way, but there was no one in the hall, and the doors of some offices were also open, but there was no one there either. It seemed that Qi Qingmu was the only living person on the entire second floor.

After finding Fu Meng's office, Qi Qingmu took a deep breath and politely knocked three times.

"Enter."

A dull voice sounded.

Qi Qingmu pushed open the door, and as soon as he stepped in, he tripped over a stack of books at the door. Fortunately, he hadn't let go of the doorknob yet, so he used his strength to stabilize his body, otherwise the first meeting would be awkward. I gave a big gift to others.

After he stood still, his eyes fell on the mess all over the floor.

Books, fabrics, design drafts, as well as various tools and busts.The office is large and spacious, but there is indeed very little room to settle down.

Such a scene brought three words to Qi Qingmu's mind - workaholic.

He took a quick look around the room, quickly looked away, stood at the door, and said to the man in black behind the desk a little cautiously: "Hello, Mr. Fu, I'm Qi Qingmu."

He didn't look at other positions, and the end of his line of sight was a tall, thin and unshaven man.

The man was wearing black clothes, simple black trousers and a black shirt, and a pair of black slippers on his feet. He looked tasteless; he was tall, Qi Qingmu stood far away, and he was still at eye level. If you get close, you may not have to raise your eyes to meet him; what makes people unable to refer to is the man's appearance, the reason is that the man's hair is very long, thick and fluffy hair almost covers half of the face, barely showing the chin It's full of cyan stubble.

Such a person, it is really hard to imagine what he looks like.

Qi Qingmu didn't look sideways, and after introducing herself, she didn't speak again, quietly waiting for the man's response.

The man who was writing and drawing on the big table seemed to have forgotten that he just let someone in. After not hearing the other person's words for about 2 minutes, Qi Qingmu was convinced that he was being ignored.

Bad start.

However, he was not discouraged. After hesitating at the door for a while, Qi Qingmu raised his foot, cleverly avoiding the design drafts and books scattered on the ground, and approached the desk step by step.

Just as he was about to approach, the man spoke suddenly.

"There's a folder under your feet, pick it up."

Qi Qingmu paused, looked down, and found that there was indeed a folder, which was particularly conspicuous among the thin pieces of paper.

He knelt down, picked up the folder, and was about to hand it over when he heard the man say again: "Open it, look."

Qi Qingmu blinked, hesitated for two seconds, and opened it.

This is a personal design project that I don’t know where it came from. The reason why I say this is because this project does not follow the normal process at all. This is a piece of A4 paper printed out at will.

In short, the owner of the release plan wanted to design a set of clothes, and then wrote a few requirements on it.

There is no more then.

As for the content of the conditions, Qi Qingmu's eyes froze after reading it.

There is one condition that has been highlighted: elegance without losing comedy.

What's the difference between this and colorful black?

"What do you think?" The man's hoarse voice slowly entered his ears. This was the third sentence Qi Qingmu said after seeing him.

The man is still very busy, and he has never given Qi Qingmu a look. Whether it is asking him to pick up the folder, or letting him look at the project, it seems that he has eyes on top of his head to monitor what Qi Qingmu is doing. for.

Although he was a bit at a loss about the current situation, Qi Qingmu still replied truthfully: "Black humor."

"anything else?"

"Mime."

"Um……"

The man hummed hoarsely, with a long tail, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long while, he asked again: "You can see clearly, this is a proposal for a lady's dress."

In the last sentence, Qi Qingmu clearly heard the ridicule.

Of course he saw clearly that the main requirement of the design was women's dresses.As for the mime and black humor that Qi Qingmu mentioned, the first thing people think of is the image of wearing a top hat and wearing a black dress.

Facing doubts and undisguised ridicule, Qi Qingmu smiled calmly.

"Of course." He said: "For me, the factors I can think of can be expanded and utilized in any field."

So what does this have to do with gender?