The ultimate character design of the net match circle tearing guide

As a big sister who has been following Han Ying's ass to clean up the mess since she was a child, although Han Ruping has always known that her younger brother has a stubborn personality and is bold and reckless, she has never broken her bed partner since puberty. He Pao and You Gun rolled on the bed and made the scene of dying, but after all, the town is not big, and the people who were able to be brought home by Han Yingguai before were more or less familiar faces with a little impression.

In recent years, after Han Qiwen's stern warning, coupled with the increasing frequency of business activities, Han Ying spent more and more time going out, and it has been a long time since he brought messy guns and friends home.Therefore, it is unheard of for this kind of situation that you don't even know the name, just openly and honestly work in the living room, not to mention that the elderly mother can't hold it, even she has a history of being gay with her younger brother all the year round. Under the influence, women in the new era who are quite receptive have the urge to faint.

"Hello Auntie, Hello Eldest Sister. I'm Rong Chuan... sorry to bother you."

Although he has always strictly guarded the Dimensional Wall, facing the terrified faces of the three-dimensional elders, Xi Baichuan was really embarrassed to give another screen name that sounded fake and full of ambiguity, and immediately directed at the two in front of him in a proper manner. The parents bowed slightly and reported their families.Han Ying couldn't dig out any information about his three-dimensionality with all his means. Now that he got the other party's real name and surname for the first time, he immediately commented with joy: "Eh? Your surname is Rong? The name is quite nice."

"I said can you shut up!"

Faced with such a blind teammate, Rong Chuan gritted his teeth with hatred, but it was inconvenient for his elders to have a fit, so he could only warn in a low voice while continuing to smile with a stiff expression.

"Rong Chuan, right... Hurry up and sit... Sit..."

Xu Huiling finally recovered from the jaw-dropping dizziness, facing her son with a completely different style of painting, a group of gentle young people struggled to switch between a mouthful of Mandarin and hurriedly greeted her, then winked at her daughter , and hurried into the kitchen with a basket of vegetables.Han Ting, who was doing homework upstairs, heard the movement, and ran downstairs happily under the banner of helping.The sound of burning oil and chopping vegetables soon rang out, occasionally mixed with soft-spoken discussions.

"Tingzi, when did the third child come back?"

"Afternoon, he was already at home when I got home from school."

"The third friend's friend looks strange, have you seen him before?"

"No, but they keep saying they want to leave. It's the third brother who has been stalking him until now. I asked if it was his new boy, but he ignored me. But it looks more chaotic than the old third brought home. The guys who made it are much more pleasing to the eye."

"I don't think it looks like... The third child is lazy, stupid and stupid. He only looks for a man if he can't get a girlfriend. The young man surnamed Rong is very energetic. He doesn't look like he can fall in love with the third child of our family..."

Han Ying was lying sprawled on the sofa waiting for the food to be served, but when he heard the discussion from the kitchen getting more and more strange, he jumped up with black lines on his face, squinting at the corner of the mouth of the person sitting next to him brushing his phone He laughed and became even more furious: "What the hell are you laughing at!"

"Lingtang has insightful insights and sums it up well. She deserves to be a real mother!"

Rong Chuan looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose. He held up the teacup with an upright face, and took a sip of tea slowly.

Before six o'clock, hot meals were served on the table one after another.Xu Huiling showed the enthusiasm unique to the Chaoshan hostess, and arranged more than a dozen cold and hot dishes one after another.Rong Chuan couldn't put on Han Ying's steady posture of sitting, eating and waiting to die, and followed Han Ruping to help arrange the tables, chairs and dishes.

"The old man isn't going home for dinner today? Do you want to save some food for him?"

After taking his seat, Han Ying finally looked like the owner of the family. After serving the soup to his family, Han Ying picked up an abalone and stuffed it directly into Rong Chuan's bowl.

"Your father has been in Shenzhen for the past two days. Didn't he call you before?"

"Hey, did you tell me?" Han Ying asked at the top of his voice while winking at his mother desperately.

Xu Huiling didn't understand her son's radio waves begging for cover, and she still explained one by one: "Isn't it that some place in Shenzhen is going to be remodeled, what kind of international jewelry garden is being built, and the buildings our family built there and the factory building All have to be demolished. The old man has feelings for those buildings, and he is not in a good mood. He ran over to treat the old tenants to dinner, and deal with compensation procedures by the way. He should be drinking now, and he probably won’t be back until tomorrow.”

Land in Shenzhen is very expensive, and housing prices have always been high. The urban village renovation project is also well-known in China. Every time the compensation plan is announced, the billionaires it creates can cause an uproar.The reconstruction plan of the old district, which is about to start construction, has become a hot spot in the media since several months ago. Recently, the rumors that a family has paid an average of 2 million yuan in compensation have become even more turbulent. Xu Huiling's "several buildings and factories" The asset was reported casually, and the sky-high compensation represented by it made even Rong Chuan, who was used to seeing big scenes, couldn't help but pause his chopsticks.

Han Ying, however, still acted like he was out of the situation, and half a fishbone caught in the bowl flew all over the table: "The old man has bad legs and runs out every day, just tell me if he has to do some formalities." ? Anyway, I happen to be busy in Shenzhen too, so I just need to make an extra trip..."

"You still have the nerve to say it!" Han Ruping raised her chopsticks and tapped her younger brother on the head: "I told you two days ago that I would wait for my father to come back together in two days, but you are lucky. You can't wait for a day or two and have to go back today." Come on, I haven't seen you take care of your family like this before?"

Han Ying originally used the excuse of the inconvenient driving to rush home to drag Rong Chuan, but now that Xiao Jiujiu was ruthlessly exposed, he didn't dare to turn his head to look at the other party's face. The other party put a lot of chopsticks in the bowl, and kept urging: "Hurry up and eat more, my mother is very good at cooking!"

Although Rong Chuan only rolled his eyes at the forcible transfer of the topic, it managed to attract Xu Huiling's attention. After taking two sips of soup, he immediately began to chat about homework.

"Xiao Chuan, you are not from Guangdong, are you?"

"No, my hometown is Changchun, and now I live in Xi'an with my family."

"It's so far away from Xi'an? Then you and our Xiaoying are classmates?"

"Oh, no, we are... netizens..."

"Eh? A netizen?" Xu Huiling was startled, her brows were furrowed, obviously feeling sorry for this title.

Over the years, Han Ying's phone has become a hotline. It often rang endlessly in the middle of the night. Many times, as soon as he hung up the phone, he would plunge into the computer and cry into the microphone until two or three o'clock in the morning. .When it comes to these huge and magical social relationships around her son, mothers can't help but ask a few more questions, but Han Ying doesn't bother to explain, and always refers to them as "netizens".But she didn't expect that the "netizen" who was idle in her eyes and urged to die at any time, would come to the door openly today.

However, netizens are always more reliable than Pao and Youlai. The old lady reluctantly comforted herself and continued to carry out the joint trial work.

"Then what does Xiao Chuan do?"

"I do jewelry design."

"Ouch, jewelry design? This one is good!

"

Although I don't know exactly what to do in this profession, but the words "jewelry" and "design" are connected together, and the obvious sense of style obviously brought back a lot of impression points. The old lady was shocked instantly: "Xiao Chuan, what kind of jewelry do you usually design? You usually come into contact with young people in such a foreign-style industry, right?"

Rong Chuan looked at the soft-colored white jade bracelet hanging on her wrist, and explained patiently with a smile: "Jewelry design is not just for young people, we usually deal with quite a lot of types of customers, and many older customers will also have Demand in this area. Like your suet white jade bracelet, it is the best variety of white jade, and the cutting process is also very fine. I think the jewelry designer has put a lot of effort into it. Such a good finished product is rare in the market. You may not be able to buy it even if you have money. The person who gave it to you must love you very much to be so attentive."

"Oh, this is what the old man bought blindly after hearing the recommendations of his friends!"

Xu Huiling couldn't close her mouth with joy when he said a few words, and suddenly thought of something, she leaned forward and pointed at Han Ying's neck: "The old man also spent some money to buy it for the third child." A jade, said to be a raw jadeite that has not been cut, it is valuable to cut it, and if it is well-maintained, it can bring a good marriage to the third child. Thinking about doing it, Xiao Chuan, why don't you take a look at it, can this be designed for you? If we can do it, let's find some time to think about it. After making two decent jade cards, we can help the third child find a good partner... "

Rong Chuan followed the old lady's gestures and turned his head. Han Ying sat there blankly, with a half-red and not black rope hanging from his stiff neck, and a thumb-sized stone was hung from the rope, black, black and green. At a glance, I can't tell what kind of species it is.However, the old lady's anticipation of "finding a good partner" for her son was full of joy compared to Han Ying's shrunken expression at the moment, and Rong Chuan couldn't help but add jealousy: "This is no problem. If Auntie doesn't dislike it, You can entrust this matter to me, and I will do my best to help Yingju...to help your son design two pendants that are satisfactory, and strive to marry Bai Fumei back home as soon as possible."

Han Ying kicked under the dining table, gnashed his teeth and warned in a low voice: "My mother's mind is not clear today, why are you making trouble here? Bai Fumei Nima!"

"My design fee is very high, and I promised to give you free of charge. What are you not satisfied with?" Rong Chuan also lowered his voice and kicked back.

Xu Huiling didn't see the grinning gesture between them, and after thinking about her son's dowry, she continued to shift her target unwilling to be lonely: "By the way, Xiao Chuan, are you married yet?

"……not yet……"

"Is there an object there?"

"...There was before, but we broke up..."

"Is that so?" Xu Huiling said with regret in her tone: "Xiao Chuan, you look so energetic and capable. You must be liked by many girls. If you lower your standards a little, you will definitely meet a good marriage. Unlike our third child, My brain is stupid and incompetent, I have gotten so old that I don’t even have a formal job, I will squat in front of the computer all day and go crazy, yelling at the microphone, or go out in weird clothes, three I can't get home at both ends of the day..."

"Mom, are you finished? You can't even eat a meal quietly!"

Han Ying endured the humiliation for a long time, keeping his ears open to collect information from the conversation between the two, but when he heard that the situation was getting worse, he threw his chopsticks viciously.

"Oh... let's not talk anymore, Xiaochuan, eat more food."

Xu Huiling saw that her son's face turned red and white, as if his hair had really exploded, so she quickly calmed down and stopped nagging.

"The third..."

"what!"

Han Ting, who had been listening to the excitement with his head down, saw that the interrogation was over, raised his head sympathetically, and whispered to his brother with a green face, "My heart hurts."