The ultimate character design of the net match circle tearing guide

The bleak winter day is getting warmer day by day with the turmoil of Xibaichuan and Zhaozhao gradually subsiding, and the pace of spring is slow and slow.

Because of the large number of people involved and the dazzling speed of fresh aniseed materials, the annual event has been carnival for nearly three months, and it is also getting tired. Seeing the parties withdraw from the circle, pretending to be dead Dead, unable to come up with any new tricks anymore, they began to divert their attention to catch up with the new season of Bagua Fan.

Since Han Ying approved the purple horse battle and yy personally rectified the silence of the dumb flute, although Weibo once again fell into the Shura field of the war between the pink and the black, he no longer has the intention to follow up on the development of various incidents. He just focuses on searching With various relationships, he tried to dig out Xi Baichuan's movements again.

However, I don’t know if the method of torturing the dumb flute was too ruthless, but now the evil force is giving back, and it is still responding to the curse of Yingchuan fans who tore up the two leaders in the building many years ago. Dozens of private messages have been sent on the big and small accounts, countless calls have been made, and almost all the connections in the circle have been used. Even the third shift has tried several times with wits and courage, but in the end, it still has nothing, and it is defeated. .

The two-dimensional relationship is often so fragile. The opponent with the name that was once tied up all the time, the object of concern, once the computer is turned off and offline, it is like being stationed in countless spaces. In that way, without the wind blowing, it can be completely wiped out.Han Ying was hit by successive disappointments for several months, and the ambition of being "fucked and convinced" when he first learned that Xi Baichuan was turned away was also sapped by the fact that the other party might really disappear. After all, China is so Big, no matter how arrogant he is, he dare not shout wildly at the land of 960 million square kilometers.Seeing that the search was hopeless, after answering peafowl's phone call and chatting for a few times, he simply chose a certain day in May and drove straight from Dongguan to Guangzhou to visit relatives and friends.

But bad luck can turn even the simplest excursion into a mess.On the day of departure, not long after Han Ying drove the car out of the border of Dongguan, he encountered a rare traffic jam caused by a series of rear-end collisions. The excellent Aurora Range Rover followed a small broken Geely at a slow speed of less than 40 yards. It took five hours to drive into the underground parking lot of the target community.After he was exhausted, he finally climbed into the elevator and went up to the 11th floor, knocked on the door with a few ding-dongs, peafowl threw himself into his arms with a smile on his face, and immediately gave him a big hug.

"Hey, hey! You are so enthusiastic in broad daylight!"

The joy of being reunited with relatives and friends made Han Ying's long-depressed mood finally turn sunny. He smiled and rubbed the hair of the person in his arms as he approached the sofa, and pinched his waist before sitting down: " It's been a while since we saw each other, Xinxin, have you lost weight again?"

"Maybe... Recently, I took two cases from Fengshang Group, and I have been busy editing photos these days and stayed up for several nights."

"Damn! You are too desperate. Why do you stay up all night for an old man? It's impossible for you to be left alone... By the way, you still live alone now?"

"if not?"

The young man smiled lazily on the sofa, using his thigh as a pillow: "It's not like you don't know the situation in my house. Who else can live with me?"

"Oh..." Han Ying patted his head comfortingly, but could only remain silent for a while.

Peafowl grew up in Guangzhou. His parents are well-known figures in their respective fields. His name has appeared in various high-profile foreign language magazines all year round. He spends more time communicating in English and French than in Chinese. Peafowl's mother, as a goddess in the fashion design circle, finally became famous at the age of 34 and married Fang Rulin, an expert in antique appraisal.At that time, Fang Rulin was over 50 years old. Although he had made great achievements, the age difference between the husband and wife was nearly 20 years, so this marriage was not favored by too many people. For a lifetime, but when I get old, I will become confused. This kind of character can't live with peace of mind", but the secret discussion has never stopped, and the bed affairs between old couples and young wives are even popular gossip tacitly shared by colleagues in the circle.

However, the goddess never took the usual path. After half a year of marriage, a's growing belly quickly shut up the troublemakers. When the pregnancy period expired in October, all the doubts and ridicules turned into blessings.Fang Rulin loves Yuxue's lovely son very much. After a long time of tossing around quoting scriptures and tearing down characters to worship the temple, he settled on the name Fang Xin in a complicated and simple manner. He only hopes that his son's future development will be full of vigor and prosperity.

It's just that no matter how beautiful and lovely the son is, it can't stop the couple's passionate pursuit of career.Just after the weaning period, the couple started to go out frequently again. In addition to spending two or three months every year to go back to China for reunion and take two family photos as a commemoration of their son's growing up, most of the time, they also Just through emails, WeChat, huge remittance orders and valuable art souvenirs mailed back from various places, expressing the love and guilt of parents for their son.

From the time she was sensible, Fang Xin felt that her life was like a high-end version of left-behind children.Although both parents are natives of Guangdong, and their family is not insignificant, their maverick and unrestrained demeanor has always made the relationship between them and their relatives weak.In addition to inheriting her mother's charming and beautiful face, Fang Xin also cloned her mother's reserved, aloof and high-collared flower-like temperament. The seven aunts and eight aunts of the family have contacts.

At the beginning of the parent meeting, when he was accompanied only by a nanny, he would also cry on the phone with his parents who were giving speeches and exchanges in an unknown country on the other side of the ocean. After a long time, he was used to being alone. Past.After graduating from university, he simply moved from the villa left by his parents in the outskirts of the city to a 160-square-meter hardcover apartment in Tianhe District. Relying on his outstanding artistic talent and the reputation he had accumulated in college, he became a full-time photographer. , living a seemingly free but very lonely life in the eyes of outsiders.

"Then...you haven't considered finding another boyfriend?"

After a while, Han Ying tentatively spoke again: "After all, if someone is by your side, he can take care of you."

"Boyfriend..." Fang Xin closed her eyes, her tone was still laziness: "Does Xiao Ying have a suitable partner to introduce?"

"Xinxin, you are so good-looking, talented and tall, those people I know are either as big as me or are just some fucking motherfuckers, so they don't deserve you! And... what do you like? ah?"

"What kind of one do I like... Xiaoying, don't you know?"

Fang Xin opened his eyes, gave him a meaningful look, and then giggled: "And if I have a boyfriend, where are you going to live? Besides, which boyfriend can treat me so well? "

"That's true! So if you want to have a boyfriend in the future, you have to pass my test first!" Han Ying automatically ignored the first question, and was very satisfied with the second half of the evaluation, as if he was going to testify for praise, and he was full of pride immediately A sleeve rolled up: "Xinxin, what do you want to eat, I'll make it for you!"

"Forget it, forget it, just don't make a fool of yourself with your skills." Fang Xin turned over and sat up, and opened the Meituan app: "I'm wronged, you order a takeaway first, and I will go to the headquarters of the Fengshang Group with me later. I have an appointment with their editor-in-chief to talk about something, and I will treat you to a big meal tonight!"

The takeaway was delivered and I had just eaten two bites when a heavy rain hit outside the window. Fang Xin frowned and looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and said anxiously: "Fengshang's office building is in the old city of Guangzhou. If you leave late, you will be late."

Han Ying immediately threw the bowl away, muttering about half of the ribs he hadn't swallowed: "With me here, I can't miss your business. Let's go now!"

It didn't take long for the car to drive out of the community, and it immediately fell into a huge traffic flow. Under the heavy rain, the passing cars flashed double flashes one after another, disturbing people all the way.Fang Xin hugged the negotiation materials in his arms, frowned slightly and kept looking down at his watch. Han Ying, amidst this silent urging, forcibly changed lanes and overtook another car. With countless protesting horns, he finally drove the car 5 minutes ahead of schedule. Entered the parking lot near the office building.Fang Xin pushed the car door and was about to get out of the car. Looking at the mud splashed with stains under the impact of the heavy rain, his expression became a little hesitant.Han Ying saw that he was anxious at first, but now he suddenly froze there. He looked out the window, quickly turned off the engine and got out of the car, went around to the door of the co-pilot and squatted down, pointing to his back: "Xinxin, come up." , I'll carry you on my back!"

Fang Xin flung herself on his back, her hands tightly wrapped around his neck, and the young man under him took big steps, wading through the mud all over the ground without turning his eyes.The warmth came from his solid back, which made him hug him even tighter involuntarily, and rubbed against the side of the other's face in a loud voice: "Xiaoying, you are so kind to me..."

"Day, you're so familiar to talk about this?" Han Ying was tickled by his rubbing, and turned his face to laugh: "Xinxin, why do I feel that this posture is particularly like Zhu Bajie carrying his wife on his back?"

"Go! How can there be such a good-looking Zhu Bajie?"

"That's true...Gao Laozhuang's wife is not as good-looking as you!"

"Pfft...Xiao Ying, you just love to talk nonsense."

The air conditioners in high-end office buildings have always been able to turn on as low as they want, so that even in the dog days, professionals can wear suits and leather shoes in a three-piece suit. Han Ying sits at the front desk of Fengshang Group Shrugging shoulders in the rest area, sneezing one after another.

The lady at the front desk was originally very disgusted with this guy whose trousers were rolled up to his knees, his ankles and shoes were covered with mud, his sitting posture was rude, and his clothing taste was indescribable. The special waiting guests barely brought a glass of water to them.When Han Ying ran to the front desk to find a tissue to blow his nose, and finally showed his face face to face, the front desk lady's eyes lit up immediately, and within 2 minutes after handing over the tissue, she grabbed a pill box and walked back.

"Sir, our company has prepared some commonly used medicines. Would you like me to prepare a pack of Ganmao Ling for you first?"

"Oh, no need. I'm waiting for someone here. You're busy with your own business, don't worry about me."

The lady at the front desk saw him lying on the sofa with his body crooked and began to close his eyes. The appearance of spreading his arms and legs was very detrimental to the company's image, but she really couldn't resist the temptation to see the handsome guy sleeping in an open and aboveboard position. She was hesitating whether to take it or not. Reminding the other party to change to a hidden place to rest, someone behind him bent down, smiled and patted the guy on the sofa: "Xiao Ying, wake up."

"Eh? Xinxin, are you finished talking?"

Han Ying waited boredly for a long time. In the quiet office building, he had already waited until he could not sit still and was sleepy. Now that the negotiation with the other party was over, he quickly jumped up from the sofa happily.

"That's right. Fengshang has always been efficient in handling affairs, and Mr. Xu is also vigorous and resolute, so we have almost talked, and we can go now."

"What a ghost! It's been almost three hours. Isn't it just to submit a film? Why are there so many things to talk about? If you don't come out again, I wonder if you have been robbed!"

"...Xiao Ying, don't talk nonsense..."

"Where am I talking nonsense? If you don't believe me, look at your watch yourself! It's been longer than me firing a gun!"

"..."

"Fang Xin, is this your friend?"

The middle-aged man standing not far away looked at Han Ying with a smile: "So it's not unreasonable to say that like attracts people and divides them into groups. Xiaofang, you are good-looking, and your friends around you are also handsome guys." Beauty. Let’s see if we can find an opportunity for your friend to come over to try out the mirror and help us model for the magazine? Don’t worry, this friend’s hardware conditions are here, and we will try our best to deal with it efficiently.””

Fang Xin looked at Han Ying, who had messy hair and a bewildered expression, and smiled slightly: "Thank you Mr. Xu for his blue eyes. It's too late today. I'll bring him over for a detailed discussion when I have a chance."