because i'm pretty

Li Yikai pushed the phone over, Yuan Zhiming looked at it dully, then pushed it back: "I can't see anything, it's up to you."

Not at all caught in the trap, Li Yikai took a sip of the soup and steered the topic in a more biased direction: "Now you've pushed all the cats you fed to me?"

"You picked it up," Yuan Zhiming said.

The self-defeating Director Li closed his mouth, cleaned up the dishes and began to concentrate on garbage sorting, and drove Yuan Zhiming, who was about to fall asleep on the spot, back to his own territory.

The progress of the project was smoother than expected. Qin Xiaoen really found out several theoretically feasible materials, which can permanently change color when exposed to water, and the cost of construction is controllable. Possibility on the door of the mall.

It is theoretically feasible, but the price is beyond the budget, and more actual measurement data is needed, but after some debate, Director Li finally gave in and put this idea as the second choice in the plan.

Yuan Zhiming seemed neither surprised nor happy, but the joy of being adopted and recognized was stronger than expected. He spent all his weekends on perfecting this plan, so he was strongly condemned by Lucifer.

After all, it is very difficult to make a large-scale art installation in a personal capacity. The cost alone makes them, unknown little artists, daunting, not to mention factors such as exhibition location, permits, and labor costs.

If it succeeds, if the old center of the city can hang a piece of solid ice, and then gradually melt with the warmth of spring, and the drops of water will fall on the ground, paving a mysterious signpost, leading to another place he drew. Graffiti World——As the creative behind it, in addition to the sense of psychological accomplishment, personal popularity will also rise with such street projects.

However, Yuan Zhiming did not tell anyone about his dream. The advertising creator is the person who hides behind the team. Only an artist values ​​his personal brand so much.

"Do you have any personal logo or elements?" Li Yikai suddenly asked standing behind Yuan Zhiming, "It can be integrated into graffiti."

Yuan Zhiming raised his head. Li Yikai, who worked overtime on weekends, was slightly slack. His hair was limp and not gelled. The loose sweater looked several years younger.

A little surprised, he asked, "Add my own?"

"Well," Li Yikai nodded, holding a steaming black tea in his hand: "As long as it doesn't violate the peace as a whole, if you go out on the street, at least the case library on Mujia's side can give you a separate signature as an illustrator."

"Oh, is this appropriate?" Yuan Zhiming really didn't understand, a little surprised and a little scared.

Li Yikai took a sip of tea, looked down at him, and asked ambiguously: "Of course it's appropriate for me to tell you. Do you think I'm using public affairs for your personal gain?"

That must be impossible, Yuan Zhiming turned around with confidence, and continued his graffiti wall demo drawing, quietly adding a spring-like pattern to the texture of the peach tree trunk.

Li Yikai recognized it, it was the spine in the original art exhibition: "Viva?"

"Yes", the other party still remembers, Yuan Zhiming introduced happily: "I don't have any personal logo, but it has a very suitable meaning here, and any picture with vigorous vitality can be placed on it."

Li Yikai smiled, thinking of Yuan Zhiming, he goes well with all things with vigorous vitality.

This is a weekend full of overtime, but it has long been used to a group of advertising dogs.

Qin Xiaoen and Daqiao are perfecting the brand visual system, and then posting them in the shopping mall to make renderings;

Zhong Youyun has already finished writing the main body of the copywriting, and now continues to expand the copywriting demos of various posters and Weibo;

JOJO presented the strategy of the plan to Li Yikai for revision, and continued to do the creative interpretation of the second half;

Sun Shanshan was checking the quotation, from idea to production to all kinds of outsourcing and media, because she was afraid of making mistakes, she said a lot less.

This Sunday, their only relaxing nightlife is to have the entire floor to themselves and share the luxurious supper invited by Li Yikai.

"Wow crayfish and barbecue, love you boss!"

The long table in the conference room turned into a dining table, and Sun Shanshan was the first to rush over.

"Hey, isn't your name Xiaoyuan?" Qin Xiaoen looked at it and asked.

Daqiao said: "It's called, maybe I didn't hear it, I'll go and have a look."

"No, he heard it, and he will come over later," Li Yikai called to stop him.

Qin Xiaoen was very worried that his new illustrator would feel excluded from the team: "Don't you wait for him?"

Li Yikai firmly said no, while wiping his hands with a disinfectant wipe, he noticed the eyes around him: "What's wrong?"

JOJO lowered her head and began to unpack the takeaway box: "It's okay", since the last time she found out that Yuan Zhiming had added Li Yikai's private WeChat, she felt that her eyes had seen too much...

Yuan Zhiming rubbed his eyes, finished the painting in hand, and walked slowly towards the dining area while replying to Yuan Songqing's message.

More than half of his mind was still inside the painting, he didn't look ahead when he was walking, and he didn't look up when he sat down. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Li Yikai bringing over a skewer of meat, and reached out to take it without even thinking.

But Li Yikai's meat skewers didn't stay at all, and came straight to his own mouth.

Yuan Zhiming's hand stopped in mid-air, and he raised his head when he had a reaction, and the two of them stared wide-eyed.Noticing the gazes of the people around him, he suddenly remembered that it was not good to use his supervisor like this in front of others.

It's all because I've been eating together these days...

Li Yikai was stunned for a moment, then took the meat skewers away from his mouth: "For you?"

"You don't need to eat it." Yuan Zhiming took it back in a hurry, and went to get it from the lunch box by himself. The crayfish soup splashed on his pants, and the chicken wings rubbed against his lips. He was far inferior to Li Yikai Siwen in eating.

Sun Shanshan's eyes rolled quickly, and she suddenly said, "Do you know where Ah Fei's wine is hidden?"

A Fei is designed by the Konoha Group. He usually pours whiskey in the thermos, but he is actually deceiving himself, and the whole company knows it.

A few people shook their heads, and Daqiao said, "He changed places again after drinking secretly last time."

"Then let's go to the convenience store downstairs and buy two bottles? Boss, can I drink a little?" Sun Shanshan blinked her eyes and asked for instructions.

Li Yikai would relax a lot with them when he was working overtime. He asked, "Have you finished your quotation?"

"It's done, it's done, I'll check it again tomorrow morning," Sun Shanshan asked the others, and they all said the progress was okay.

"Let's have a drink or two and chat," Sun Shanshan continued to encourage.

Li Yikai didn't speak, got up and left the meeting room, and walked back after a while, holding an unopened bottle of red wine in his hand.

"My God, boss, are you hiding wine in the office too?" Daqiao exclaimed.

"I didn't take home what the customer gave me." Li Yikai put it on the table: "There's only one bottle. After drinking it, go home early and rest."

Sun Shanshan has been talking about the word "love" all the year round, and she has said a lot of "love you" to Li Yikai.

But Li Yikai remained unmoved, put down his drink and walked out of the conference room, not intending to have fun with the people.

Daqiao held the paper cups to share the wine, and when it was Yuan Zhiming's turn, he asked, "Can you drink from the bar Xiaoyuan?"

Yuan Zhiming raised his head from the phone: "I'll have a drink with everyone, and then continue to draw pictures."

"Don't," Sun Shanshan persuaded, "The boss won't say anything, don't worry, we often work overtime and drink together."

"I really haven't finished it, Mr. Qin, you know that my progress has been slow," Yuan Zhiming said as a rescuer.

Qin Xiaoen raised his head and said "hmm", but he couldn't do anything about being pulled out as a shield: "Then go on painting."

Yuan Zhiming drank half of the red wine in the paper cup and slipped away: "We'll be together next time."

There was gradually relaxed laughter in the conference room, Yuan Zhiming returned to the office area, Li Yikai looked up at him from the computer, then continued to do his own thing with his head down.

Yuan Zhiming heard him laugh, but no one said anything. He sat down, opened the file sent by Lucifer, began to study NYX's award-winning cases in previous years, and then wrote down two ideas from time to time.

Accompanied by the laughter at the other end, there is only the rattling sound of the mouse and keyboard interlaced. Yuan Zhiming draws lines on the touchpad, and the sound of swiping is the highest decibel.

After almost an hour, the people chatting over there calmed down, picked up the garbage in twos and threes, and returned to their workstations to organize documents.

JOJO approached Li Yikai: "Boss, are you still changing? Let me do it."

"It's okay," Li Yikai said without looking up, "I'll adjust the details, you go back to rest early, and we'll check it out tomorrow."

"Isn't Xiaoyuan finished yet?" Qin Xiaoen came over and saw Yuan Zhiming opening a foreign website.

"Well. I'm looking for other cases, and I think I can change it again." Yuan Zhiming is very bad at lying, and pretends to be serious without looking up.

"Well, it's not too late."

So the last person also got up and left, leaving only the two computers one behind the other with their screens on.

Yuan Zhiming rubbed his right arm, looked back quietly, and found that Li Yikai was really serious about his work.

He looked even colder when he was concentrating, the blue light of the screen was reflected on his face, his brows were slightly furrowed, and the thumb of his left hand was rubbing against the knuckles of his index finger.

Sometimes Yuan Zhiming is careless because he can't concentrate. In fact, he is born with a keen intuition for many things.For example, he could feel right now that Li Yikai was unconsciously acting when he was anxious.

When Li Yikai sighed and raised his head to loosen his cervical spine, he bumped into those big eyes that were peeking at him.

"Why don't you go home?" Li Yikai asked.

Yuan Zhiming stopped pretending, turned his chair around, and asked jokingly, "Are you introverted?"

Li Yikai frowned cooperatively, and leaned back on the chair back with a smile: "You're the only one, if you have nothing to do to accompany the leader to work overtime, your colleagues will exclude you."

"No, everyone likes me," Yuan Zhiming said, "And you told me not to drink with my colleagues."

Li Yikai sent a WeChat message when they had a drink, asking him to find an excuse to leave, Yuan Zhiming chose to listen to the leader, and now wants to ask why.

"People in the company like to gossip. If you stay and drink with them, you will actively contribute to everyone's topic. Tonight will not be so easy to break up," Li Yikai said.

"And I guess you won't be used to it. Their topics are very...private."

Yuan Zhiming was very grateful: "Thank you."

Li Yikai squeezed the back of his neck, his joints were crackling when he turned left and right, and his voice was a little shallow: "You're welcome, Sun Shanshan won't let you go."

"Ah?" Yuan Zhiming opened his mouth, dazed in panic.

Li Yikai was amused by his appearance again: "It's not particularly scary, you shouldn't be like this."

"It's nothing more than that." He thought for a while, looked at Yuan Zhiming and said, "Dating history, sexual orientation, etc."

"Oh", Yuan Zhiming closed his chin, lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

His Adam's apple moved, and he glanced at the corner of the table: "That's okay, I don't fall in love, and I'm not afraid to ask."

Li Yikai lowered his arm from his neck, shook the mouse casually, the screen lit up, and the end page of the ppt appeared in front of him.

He stared at it for a while, then raised his head, like most people's natural reaction after hearing gossip: "Have you never been in a relationship?"

Yuan Zhiming looked at him: "I tried it, and we separated in three to five days. I don't like dating."

Li Yikai let out an "oh", and the frequency of rubbing his fingers became faster. He flipped through the ppt page by page, but his mind was not on it.

Yuan Zhiming stood up: "Do you still have to work overtime?"

"Well... I actually have nothing to do." Li Yikai closed the computer, "I'll take you back."

"No need," Yuan Zhiming shook his head: "I'll take a taxi faster, so you should go back and rest earlier."

So the two just entered the elevator side by side.

The numbers jumped one by one, Li Yikai stood beside Yuan Zhiming, and suddenly said, "Can I ask the reason?"

Yuan Zhiming turned his head, and Li Yikai said: "Is it because I haven't met someone I like, or is the person I like not together?"

Yuan Zhiming pursed his lips, looked at him and said, "I have never met anyone I like."