Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

Meng Miandong protested: "I don't want to be eaten by you..."

But before the end sound landed, Wen Ran poked his finger into him, and Wen Ran smiled with a gentlemanly face: "Your body doesn't seem to think so."

Hearing the sound of thick water and feeling the thrill of recovery, Meng Miandong had to give in and said, "Well, I like being eaten by you."

Only then did Wen Ran pull out his fingers in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Miandong is so good."

Being praised by Wen Ran, Meng Miandong pouted and said, "I'm the most obedient."

Wen Ran kissed Meng Miandong's lips before asking: "Have you decided what to draw for the third round?"

"No." Meng Miandong let herself limp in Wen Ran's arms, "I have many ideas in my head, but I don't think they are enough to make me No.1 in the competition."

Wen Ran suggested: "Why don't you think about the competition first, think about what you are best at and what you want to paint the most?"

Meng Miandong nodded: "I may be too attached to the competition. I always wonder if my idea is a popular topic in "Manga·Kite" and whether there will be an audience."

Wen Ran analyzed: "Of course popular themes have the benefits of popular themes. First of all, the audience will be much larger than unpopular themes, but there are also many comics of the same type, and the competition is high. Unless they are particularly brilliant, it is difficult to stand out. Unpopular themes Relatively small competition, with uniqueness, you can get a place."

Meng Miandong said thoughtfully, "I will think about it carefully."

From determining the subject matter, setting the world view, creating characters, writing scripts, drawing storyboards, to the final draft, there is no easy step.

And this is the third round, so it can't be sloppy at all.

No.20 In four days, Meng Miandong went to the library with a second-hand notebook.

He still blushes easily, but he is no longer afraid of meeting other people's eyes, nor is he afraid of other people's glances.

He can sit comfortably in front of a second-hand notebook.

For seven days on No.20, he didn't go out because of the heavy rain outside.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, he rarely started cooking dinner.

His hands are not stupid, and the lines of all comic characters and scenes can be drawn delicately, but when he walks into the kitchen, his hands are so clumsy that he can't bear to look directly at them.

He scrambled the home-cooked tomato scrambled eggs twice, and he could barely watch it the second time.

The garlic lettuce, which is also very homely, is only cooked once, but it is slightly overripe.

But the pork ribs with lotus root simmering in the crock pot looked pretty good.

Wen Ran got off work at six o'clock, and it was about 06:30 when he got home. As soon as he opened the door, Meng Miandong rushed to him, hugged him and said, "Wen Ran, you're back."

Wen Ran smelled the aroma of food from Meng Miandong's body, and said with a smile, "Did my Miandong make dinner?"

"I made dinner, but unfortunately it was not very successful." Meng Miandong withdrew from Wen Ran's arms, stared at Wen Ran and said, "You mustn't dislike it."

Wen Ran took off his suit, hung it on the coat rack beside him, and said softly: "Don't dislike it, I will eat it all."

Meng Miandong brought out scrambled eggs with tomatoes, lettuce with mashed garlic, and pork ribs with lotus root, and brought the bowls and chopsticks.

He rested his chin, watched Wen Ran eat the dishes he cooked, and couldn't help becoming nervous.

He never cooks, either Wen Ran cooks, or he orders takeaway or eats out.

Before serving them out, he had tasted all three of these dishes. The taste was mediocre, but they should be acceptable.

Wen Ran found that Meng Miandong hadn't eaten at all, so he took a piece of pork ribs, put it in Meng Miandong's bowl, and said, "Eat it."

"Yeah." Meng Miandong gnawed on the ribs that Wen Ran gave him, and then secretly looked at Wen Ran's expression.

After receiving Meng Miandong's gaze, Wen Ran smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, they are all delicious."

Meng Miandong said firmly: "I'm not nervous, the dishes I cook are of course delicious."

Wen Ran echoed: "Yes, you are not nervous..."

When Meng Miandong thought that Wen Ran would say "Of course your cooking is delicious", unexpectedly, Wen Ran licked his lower lip and said, "Your cooking is far less delicious than yours."

Meng Miandong blushed immediately, and was so shy that she pretended to concentrate on eating.

Wen Ran intentionally rubbed his fingers against the back of Meng Miandong's hand when picking up garlic and lettuce, causing Meng Miandong's hand to tremble suddenly.

He continued to eat with satisfaction, and fulfilled his previous promise-eat them all.

After dinner, Wen Ran went to wash the dishes.

Meng Miandong was planning to hold his notebook and continue to study the subject, but suddenly remembered that in the trash can in the kitchen, there was still the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that he made for the first time.

He rushed to the kitchen, however, the first sentence Wen Ran saw him was: "I saw scrambled eggs with tomatoes in the trash can."

He should have gone to take out the trash just now.

He regretted it unceasingly, but in the next second, Wen Ran kissed him and said: "I like your cooking very much, thank you for cooking for me."

Wen Ran has always been cooking, and he enjoys it for granted. He has never expressed his gratitude to Wen Ran, but he only cooked three dishes, and Wen Ran's tone seems to be that he has made a great contribution to this family. like.

He couldn't help but sniffed, and said, "I will learn how to cook well."

"Miandong, come on, but your time is very precious now, you should think about the third round." And you don't have the talent to cook at all.

Meng Miandong is very smart. Apart from love/things and cooking, she can do well in everything she does.

In the real world, Meng Miandong signed up for a cooking class, and later studied cooking desperately, but it didn't work.

Thinking of Meng Miandong in the real world, Wen Ran suddenly saw Meng Miandong lying on the ground, blood splattered and brains flowing.

He closed his eyes, hugged Meng Miandong and said, "Miandong, don't leave me."

Meng Miandong didn't know why Wen Ran said that suddenly, and hugged Wen Ran back: "I won't leave you."

"En." Wen Ran lowered his head, kissed Meng Miandong's eyebrows delicately, and his lips curved from the eyebrows to his neck, and he relaxed after imprinting a hickey on his neck.

He let go of Meng Miandong, and said softly, "I'm going to wash the dishes, you go and prepare for the third round."

Meng Miandong shook her head: "I'm with you."

"Okay." Wen Ran turned around, squeezed some dish soap on the dishcloth, before he started washing, his waist was hugged from behind.

my hibernation...

After washing the dishes, wiping the dining table, tidying up the kitchen, and resting for a while, he went for a run in the specially arranged fitness room.

He changed into sports clothes and sweated profusely on the treadmill, while Meng Miandong sat on the side holding his laptop.

I don't know why, although Wen Ran seems to be doing well, Meng Miandong feels that Wen Ran is very fragile now and needs his company.

After Wen Ran finished his run, he put down his notebook and said coquettishly, "Will you watch TV with me?"

Wen Ran nodded, brewed a cup of Tieguanyin for himself, and boiled a cup of hot milk for Meng Miandong, then sat next to Meng Miandong who was nestling on the sofa.

As soon as Meng Miandong saw Wen Ran, she got into Wen Ran's arms.

The TV show is very ordinary, but because of the company of the other party, it is not boring.

At ten o'clock in the evening, after taking a bath, the two embraced each other and fell asleep.

No.20 For eight days, instead of going to the library, Meng Miandong went to a chain western restaurant and ordered a cup of cappuccino and a brown sugar bubble tea cake.

The chain western restaurant is much more lively than the library, and he was only brought here by his parents when he was a child.

He was a little nervous, but he didn't run away again.

Because the brown sugar pearl cake will not taste good after a long time, so he ate the brown sugar pearl cake first, and then started typing while drinking cappuccino.

Today is a working day, and there are not many people coming and going around him, but he still has no way to completely calm down.

One afternoon, there was no progress at all, and the notebook was blank.

As time became more and more urgent, he could no longer challenge the chain of western restaurants, so he went to the library again.

With 21 days left before the deadline, he finally decided on the theme, set up the world view, and began to refine the world view while designing the characters.

With seventeen days left before the deadline, he started painting day and night.

Not to mention cooking for Wen Ran to eat, even the dishes Wen Ran cooks, he just eats them hastily and counts.

Wen Ran began to worry whether Meng Miandong would not be able to hold on, every day he did not know exactly when Meng Miandong went to bed and when he woke up.

Sometimes, looking at Meng Miandong's dark circles getting deeper and deeper, he would even wonder if Meng Miandong didn't sleep at all at night.

For him, the manga competition is not important at all, he just hopes that Meng Miandong will be healthy.

But for Meng Miandong, the cartoon competition is the only way for him to embark on the road of becoming a cartoonist.

Therefore, no matter how worried he was, he did not stop Meng Miandong. What he did was to make supper for Meng Miandong every night.

With five days left before the deadline, Meng Miandong finally finished drawing the cartoons for the third round of competition, he printed them out and showed them to Wen Ran.

Meng Miandong's painting is a very warm story. The protagonist of the story is a little girl who was born with a cleft lip. Her parents took her around to seek medical advice since she didn't know what happened. She has to move at least once a year. Two surgeries.

The parents protected the little girl very well. She never felt that she was different from other children, and other children never laughed at her or bullied her.

Like other little girls, she fantasizes that she is a little princess, she likes beautiful skirts, beautiful hairpins...

She gradually grew up and confessed to the boy she liked. After being rejected, she realized that not every child needs to undergo surgery, and she is different.

She was depressed for a while, and decided to save a child with a cleft lip like herself.

During the college entrance examination, she chose to study medicine. After graduation, she successfully became a surgeon, specializing in cleft lip.

Like her family, her friends, and the doctors who had operated on her, she told her patients: "You are no different."

When she was 23 years old, she fell in love, and the other party did not dislike her having a cleft lip, and until now, it is still a bit strange to look closely.

At the age of 25, her boyfriend proposed to her, but she refused because of her busy schedule.

At the age of 29, she got married, the wedding was grand, and she became the most beautiful bride.

In fact, this story is not so special, it is more everyday, but it is extremely warm under Meng Miandong's brushstrokes.

After reading it, Wen Ran didn't give much praise, but just said with a smile: "Thank you for drawing such a warm story."

The author has something to say: This world is about to enter the countdown to the end