Rise in the glory of the king system

Chapter 642 Clear
In fact, the snow has stopped falling for a long time, but the weather is cold, and if no one deliberately removes the snow, the snow will not melt for several days.

The small street where Zhuge Liang and Wang Zhaojun lived obviously had no one deliberately clearing the snow. The whole street was covered with whiteness, only the red lanterns hung by every household for the festival were the most eye-catching.

Along the way, Zhuge Liang didn't talk much, he just took photos while walking.

Wang Zhaojun ridiculed him for pretending to be a literary youth, but when he stopped to watch the playback of the photos, she couldn't help but move her head to follow along.

I have to say that his photography skills are really good. Originally, it was just an ordinary street scene, but after being photographed by him, it is like a scene in a postcard.

"I can't tell, you have a lot of hobbies."

Zhuge Liang quickly deleted the unsatisfactory photos, and then picked up the camera to find the angle: "There are too many places to walk, and the painting alone cannot be finished."

Wang Zhaojun nodded: "Yes, I will learn later."

The two gradually walked from the cold street to a market. This was the busiest place Wang Zhaojun had seen since he came here.

Everything she saw felt fresh, and she walked ahead alone, forgetting Zhuge Liang for a while.

When she came to a stall selling couplets, she stopped.

In fact, couplets are very common, but the characters on them are not.

"Is this a Mongolian couplet?"

"Yes. Which one do you like?"

She pointed to the pair in front of her and asked the boss, "What does this mean?"

The boss explained it to her.She asked several questions in succession, and the boss patiently translated.

Wang Zhaojun carefully wrote down the meaning of each pair, and chose the most desirable one: "Let's take this."

After touching his pocket, he realized that he had no money with him. Fortunately, Zhuge Liang was still there.

She hurriedly turned her head to look for someone, but saw that he was standing not far behind and looking at her.

She picked up the pair of couplets she had just chosen and unfolded them for him to see: "Are you domineering?"

Zhuge Liang laughed: "Have you figured out the meaning?"

"Well, the meaning is very beautiful. You can buy a pair for your family!"

Zhuge Liang asked with a half-smile, "Me?"

"correct."

"Didn't you pick it?"

"I picked it for you."

Zhuge Liang smiled and said, "Okay."

After paying the money, the two continued to move forward.

Wang Zhaojun was soon attracted by other things, and fell behind Zhuge Liang by a large margin.

Zhuge Liang turned around and found that the person was gone again, so he had to stand where he was and wait for her.

When he saw her, he urged impatiently: "If you don't bring any money, follow closely. If you get lost, you will be hungry at noon."

Wang Zhaojun curled his lips, so he knew she didn't bring any money.

The next day is New Year's Eve, the Chinese New Year's Eve.

The chefs of the small hotel got off work early, and the designers cooked the dishes themselves, gathering together a table of dishes.

At first, the atmosphere was a bit reserved, but after drinking for three rounds, the scene began to get a little out of control. Some people called their family members and cried, and some hugged each other and chatted unsteadily.

Zhuge Liang never moved from his seat, and someone came to toast him from time to time.

He is also honest, but he will do what others respect first.There were more than a dozen people from the construction party and the design institute. Except for Wang Zhaojun, everyone at least gave him a toast.

Seeing someone going to toast again, Wang Zhaojun couldn't help muttering: "This is a little less than a catty."

Zhao Yun next to her heard her words and smiled: "Are you worried about the boss? There is no need at all! He is famous in our courtyard for not getting drunk!"

"real or fake?"

"of course it's true."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhaojun leaned over and asked Zhao Yun, "Then do you have any other rumors about him?"

The malicious smile on Zhao Yun's face gradually widened.

Instead of answering Wang Zhaojun, he asked, "I found out that the boss takes special care of you. You two must have known each other before, right?"

Wang Zhaojun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Yes."

"How did you meet?"

Wang Zhaojun was about to make some nonsense when her cell phone rang suddenly. It was Ning Xin who sent her a video invitation.

She greeted Zhao Yun: "I'll go out for a while."

Wang Zhaojun got up and walked to the small balcony outside the restaurant.The small balconies are all closed. Although they are not as warm as the house, they are not cold either.

She connected to the video, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment: Even if city B is not cold in Baotou, it's not enough to wear short sleeves, right?

Ning Xin's background is a restaurant, the environment is very quiet.

She greeted her daughter: "Happy Chinese New Year!"

"Are you cold?"

"It's not cold, it's still hot." Ning Xin said.

"Where are you?"

"Both of you don't go home, so we come to Sanya to celebrate the New Year. How is your place? Is it cold?"

Wang Zhaojun curled his lips enviously: "It's not very cold, it's only twenty degrees below zero."

Ning Xin squinted her eyes and thought for a while: "Twenty degrees below zero... I really haven't experienced it before."

Wang Zhaojun said impatiently: "Mom, do you have other things besides showing off?"

"Look at you! Why are you so ugly after only a few days of seeing each other? Do you always stay up late?"

"Oh, thank you for your concern."

"Should be. When will you be back?"

"The day after tomorrow. How about you?"

"Let's celebrate the end of the year."

"Then why are you asking?"

"You white-eyed wolf child, of course your mother cares about you! Let's not talk about it, let's go for a stroll by the beach after dinner."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zhaojun realized that Zhuge Liang had appeared by her side at some point.

He was leaning on the balcony with a cigarette in his mouth, and the lighter was rattling in his hand, but he did not light the cigarette.

"Why are you walking silently?"

"It's because you are too focused on talking."

"They went to Sanya."

"I know."

Wang Zhaojun looked at him: "Just now I saw that you drink well."

Zhuge Liang turned his lower body and faced the outside like Wang Zhaojun.

Only then did he light up the cigarette, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke: "It's uncomfortable to drink too much water, let alone alcohol. Not drunk doesn't mean I don't feel uncomfortable."

Wang Zhaojun looked at him sideways for a while: "I really don't understand. Why do you still drink when you know you feel uncomfortable?"

"There are many things in this world that are related to drinking. Even though they know that drinking will make them uncomfortable and out of control, there are still many people who enjoy it."

"What about you?" Wang Zhaojun asked.

"what?"

"Will it be uncomfortable and out of control?"

Zhuge Liang smiled and asked after a moment of silence: "Are you cold? Go back to your room."

Wang Zhaojun felt that he didn't want to talk anymore, so he didn't ask any more questions, and followed him to the upstairs room.

……

When he arrived in front of Zhuge Liang's room, Wang Zhaojun suddenly said, "I want to see the photos from yesterday."

Zhuge Liang opened the door: "Come in." He pointed to the room: "The camera is at the bedside, I'll wash my face first to sober up."

"Ah."

Wang Zhaojun sat on the bed and watched the playback of the photos one by one.

I have to say that Zhuge Liang's photography skills are really good. Although Wang Zhaojun's vision is not professional, she still has the ability to appreciate beauty.

When she turned to a certain picture, her movements suddenly stopped. In the picture, she was chatting with a vendor selling couplets.

She zoomed in on the photo and looked closely at her own face.This angle is good, the face looks very small.

She continued to turn back and found that it was all her: some were standing, some were half bent, some were contemplating, and some were smiling...

Zhuge Liang washed his face and walked up to her.

She moved her gaze up little by little, and finally met his gaze.

His face was calm, with drops of water hanging from his chin, obviously he had seen the photo in her hand.

He said casually: "I don't usually take pictures of people, and my skills are average. If you don't like it, delete it."

"That's it?" Wang Zhaojun still raised his head and stared at him.

Zhuge Liang was puzzled: "Otherwise?"

"You're secretly filming me!"

Zhuge Liang was helpless: "What kind of sneak shot is this!"

"Why isn't this considered a candid shot?"

Zhuge Liang snatched the camera, and dragged her to the door: "I am the one drinking, not you. What are you crazy about drinking? Go back to sleep!"

Walking to the door, Wang Zhaojun turned around and leaned against the door frame: "I won't go! I have to speak clearly today!"

"Are you crazy?" Zhuge Liang tried to push her out of the room.How could Wang Zhaojun be obedient?
The two were competing, when a confused voice came from outside the door: "You?" It was Zhao Yun's voice.

The two were taken aback, and looked at each other: Zhuge Liang tried to push Wang Zhaojun out of the room, but Wang Zhaojun was resisting tenaciously with his hands on his chest in order not to be pushed out.Although she is small, she is not small in strength. Zhuge Liang was almost pushed and staggered, so he had to hold on to the wall behind her with one hand.

But in Zhao Yun's view, this scene is undoubtedly a flirting between you and me, and you and me.

Zhuge Liang was annoyed: "What are you looking at!"

Zhao Yun woke up like a dream, covered his eyes and ran away shouting "I didn't see anything".

After being disturbed by Zhao Yun, the two stopped competing.

Zhuge Liang lowered his head and picked up the camera: "I deleted all the photos, okay?"

"My photos, why do you delete them as soon as you say?"

Zhuge Liang frowned impatiently: "I said Wang Zhaojun, have you lost your mind? Why are you so stupid!"

"Who told you to secretly take pictures of me first!"

Zhuge Liang resigned to his fate and said, "Okay, I know, I can't step on shit. Tell me, how do you want to solve it?"

"You keep it, don't delete it!"

"what?"

Toss for a long time just to prevent him from deleting it?Zhuge Liang found it funny.

"Yes! Don't delete it, and then send me another copy."

Zhuge Liang thought for a while and raised the corners of his mouth: "Okay. What else can I order?"

"Gone."

"Can I go to bed?"

"Ah."

Zhuge Liang breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's go, I won't send you away!"

Back in the room, Wang Zhaojun felt a little wronged.What did his expression mean when she asked him to keep the photo just now?It seems that he is quite reluctant!
Thinking of this, Wang Zhaojun became angry and sent a text message to urge Zhuge Liang: "Where are the photos? Send them quickly!"

Zhuge Liang was exporting the data, and lazily replied: "It's coming soon."

After a while, a group of photos were uploaded to the computer, and he selected Wang Zhaojun's photos and sent them to her.

After sending it, he thought about it again and sent the one he thought was the best to his mailbox, then opened the mailbox on his mobile phone and saved the picture.

……

When Wang Zhaojun and Zhuge Liang returned to City B, the Spring Festival holiday was almost over.

Not long after returning home, the two had to devote themselves to work for the new year.

After a few days of busy work, Wang Zhaojun found that a certain day was getting closer, that is Valentine's Day on February 2th.

In previous Valentine's Days, Wang Zhaojun and Da Qiao kept each other warm.

But this year, Da Qiao actually wanted to go on a blind date that day.

This means that Wang Zhaojun can only live at home alone.

She comforted herself: Isn't it just an ordinary Thursday, nothing special.

But when she really waited until this Thursday, when she saw that everyone in the office was immersed in the festive atmosphere, she felt desolate again. The world is not always friendly to "single dogs"...

At this moment, her cell phone rang suddenly.

When she saw the caller's name, she couldn't help but smile on her face, but her voice was the same as usual: "What's the matter?"

Zhuge Liang asked, "Are there any arrangements for the evening?"

Wang Zhaojun thought for a while and said, "A lot of arrangements."

"Is that so..." Zhuge Liang on the phone pondered for a moment.

Wang Zhaojun added: "But I can consider rejecting it."

Zhuge Liang also smiled: "It just so happens that I don't have to work overtime today, and no one at home will cook for you, so let's go out to eat together tonight."

Doesn't he know what day it is?

"Today?" Wang Zhaojun asked.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"But today is Valentine's Day."

"We have to eat on Valentine's Day."

It turned out that he was the one who only thought of today as Thursday.

But it's better to have an appointment than no appointment.

"Time and place," she said.

Zhuge Liang said: "You wait in the office, I will pick you up after get off work."

In the evening, Zhuge Liang took Wang Zhaojun to a western restaurant.

The facade of the restaurant is very low-key, but the row of good cars in front of the door reveals the target group of this store.

Wang Zhaojun followed Zhuge Liang to the store. The waiters were very gentlemanly, and the interior decoration was very luxurious.

Needless to say, this is a high-consumption place.

Even so, on a day like today, there are no empty seats here.

The waiter led them to a small table near the window, handed them two menus and stopped talking.

Wang Zhaojun opened it and took a look. While the waiter was not paying attention, he lip-synced to Zhuge Liang: "It's too expensive, don't eat here."

Zhuge Liang smiled, but ignored Wang Zhaojun, and quickly ordered food for the two of them.

After the waiter took the menu and left, Wang Zhaojun looked at him vigilantly: "So generous? To be courteous for nothing - tell me, what is the price of this meal?"

"Don't worry, you are so safe. There is really nothing worth coveting."

Seeing that Wang Zhaojun was still staring at him, he smiled and said, "Then take it as a thank you, thank you for your beautiful article."

"Just for this?"

"Otherwise? Are you still pointing at me to confess?"

Wang Zhaojun shut his mouth resentfully.

Zhuge Liang took out two movie tickets from his pocket, and said seemingly unintentionally: "Zhao Yun planned to go to the movies with his girlfriend today, but suddenly he couldn't go, so he insisted on giving me the tickets."

Wang Zhaojun took the ticket and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Zhao Yun gave it to you?"

Zhuge Liang hummed, his eyes wandering a bit.

This time it was Wang Zhaojun's turn to smile: "You are a considerate assistant!"

I don't know why, but when Wang Zhaojun and Zhuge Liang talk, they always have guns and sticks, and you come and go, but it's natural to be noisy like this, and it's more comfortable to get along with each other.

This meal was particularly lighthearted and enjoyable.

(End of this chapter)