She messed with me first

· No matter how clean a group supported by a minority is, it is an alternative group.

Meng Qingrang left as soon as he said he really wanted to, not to mention being reluctant to part with what Zheng Youling saw, and he didn't even look back. Qi Xi was so dazed that he opened and closed his eyes several times before finally confirming that this woman is definitely more heartless than a heartless woman. Being taken away by a dog is ruthless.

But what can she do?I forgave myself, but I had to continue pampering while kneeling, so that in the next few days, every time I turned over and couldn't find anyone around me, I would sigh for a long time, and the empty boudoir was so lonely.

After a long time, even Yang Huaiyu, who was sorting out the project materials with her every day, felt that something was wrong, and said gloatingly, "You also have moments of nervousness?"

He thought Qi Xi was so nervous because he was about to go to Fanshi for an interview.

Qi Xi was speechless, and responded casually, "Lianzhou said that Fanshi's expert team includes not only interior design, but also architectural design, landscape design, residential house design, and even the urban planning and visualization technology departments. During the interview, Any question can be asked."

Yang Huaiyu was sitting in the co-pilot, Erlang's legs were raised very leisurely, "It is reasonable, this project is the face of the district, once it goes wrong, which company can live safely under the nose of people."

"So calm?" Qi Xi turned his head and looked at Yang Huaiyu amusedly, "Why don't you give the speech later?"

Yang Huaiyu resolutely refused, "Our society is afraid of level ten, are you sure?"

Qi Xi was sure that she didn't want to talk.

Soon, the two arrived at Fanshi, and there was already a special person waiting there, "Mr. Qi, Mr. Yang, you two should have a cup of coffee first and take a break. The time we communicated with you before will remain the same. Let's meet at [-]:[-]." Officially begin."

Qi Xi smiled, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

As soon as the person responsible for the reception of the Fanshi left, Yang Huaiyu stopped pretending to be polite. He quickly looked around and said to Qi Xi in a low voice: "Do you think our small workshop has a chance to develop into another Fanshi?"

Qi Xi sipped his coffee without changing his expression, "There is only one Fanshi."

"That's right, oh, it's not dark yet, why did I start dreaming." Yang Huaiyu sighed.

Qi Xi put down his glass and added unhurriedly, "There is no model of success that can be followed. Everyone has their own way. It is not impossible for us to follow our own way to the end. The days will be long in the future. Who knows what the sun will be tomorrow?" Where do you lean, what do you think?"

Yang Huaiyu heard the meaning of Qi Xi's words, and touched her coffee cup with burning eyes.

When the time came, Qi Xi and Yang Huaiyu were brought into Fanshi's conference room by the administrative staff. There were [-] experts sitting in front of them, each with a more serious expression than the other. People with a smile on their face - ask questions in words.

Qi Xi was a little surprised.

Before he had time to express himself, he heard an expert ask Yan Zhiwen in a joking tone, "Old Yan, is this your apprentice? Why don't you come and ask later?"

Qi Xi has already followed the guidance of the administrative staff, walked to the opposite side of Yan Zhiwen and sat down, turning on the computer.

Yan Zhiwen stroked his beard cheerfully and said, "Don't, let alone my identity today as a related party of Fanshi, I only represent Fanshi. Even if I'm not here, everyone should be fair and just, and you can ask whatever you want. Not only do you have to ask, but you also have to ask hard, so as not to spread any ambiguous words, which will make it difficult for the little girl to gain a foothold in this industry in the future."

After Yan Zhiwen finished speaking, his eyes turned to Qi Xi, and his familiar tone remained unchanged, "Xiao Qi, Master has made it more difficult for you this trip. If you are not selected, you can't blame Master."

Qi Xi definitely couldn't complain, on the contrary, she had to be grateful that Yan Zhiwen would appear here.

There should be no one in the circle who doesn't know that she is Yan Zhiwen's apprentice. With this status, things beyond her ability can be done more or less conveniently, whether she wants to or not. Once she gets the right to cooperate in the development of this project , it is hard to guarantee that someone will not make irresponsible remarks behind his back.

Instead of giving them a chance to guess whether Yan Zhiwen used some force in private, it is better to beat the gong face to face and knock it earth-shattering. In this way, even if someone thinks it is unfair in the future, they can use the data of today's meeting to block them Mouth.

In other words, the question should be here.

As for the difficulty of invisibility brought about by this, heh, the bottom-level accumulation of wandering around the corners of the city for eight years, you should have seen it in the humanities. These ten years are no less than anyone else's. Furthermore, when it comes to urban taste, those who started to contact high-gloss design as soon as they graduated may not have her "down-to-earth air".

Although her eight years were trivial and silent, they were not useless.

"Let's start when you're ready." Yan Zhiwen reminded, "Let's talk about your understanding of this project first."

Qi Xi smiled confidently and calmly, "This project is as simple as one sentence - to condense this city into a living model that includes the cultural environment and urban characteristics, and we can also see its past and future. ..."

The stipulated 15 minutes of self-explanation, half an hour of bottoming, and the end of expert questions with no time limit is already at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Yang Huaiyu sat in the car for a long time, but still didn't feel relieved, "What the hell is an 'interview', if you give it a little more time, the whole design plan can be drawn out."

Qi Xi talked for more than four hours in a row, his throat was so dry, he smiled and said nothing, and took a mobile phone to chat with Qin Lianzhou on WeChat.

Qin Lianzhou: [I just finished eating with some teachers. 】

Qi Xi: [Have you heard any gossip? 】

Qin Lianzhou: [Every teacher has professional ethics and didn't say anything. 】

Qin Lianzhou: [However, Teacher Yan has something to tell you. 】

Qi Xi: [What? 】

Qin Lianzhou: [Ten surety. 】

Qin Lianzhou: [You are the only studio among the nine companies that Fanshi has contacted so far that has not deliberately elevated the design theme. What Fanshi wants this time is to be realistic, but anything with a little gaudy will go against the original intention of the project. 】

Qin Lianzhou: [When you and Lao Yang left, a teacher said something: Qi Xi's design idea is related to this city, not just for a blueprint. 】

The corners of Qi Xi's pursed lips raised: 【Received. 】

Qin Lianzhou: 【Leave the rest to me. I will try my best to get you money and time. Wait for my news. 】

Qi Xi:【/OK】

"Whatever you want to eat, please." Qi Xi put down his phone and said to Yang Huaiyu who was leaning on the seat with a vicissitudes of life.

Yang Huaiyu groped for a few seconds, then tapped his temples with his fingers, "Let's use your brain too much, you need to make up for it."

Qi Xi, "..." Why would someone like to eat such a bloody thing.

Qi Xi finally failed to refuse Yang Huaiyu's request and invited him to eat two pig's brains.

After that, I went back to the studio and continued to work. I waited until nine o'clock in the evening, shaking the car key, and returned to Jinyuan.

The house was empty.

Without Meng Qingrang, the whole feeling was lifeless.

Qi Xi stood at the door and looked in, but suddenly couldn't think of going in.

After a lot of mental construction, he dragged himself to the living room and threw himself on the sofa to lie dead.

The glutinous rice balls were lying on the side of the stall, playing with their tails.

In the extreme silence, the phone suddenly rang.

Qi Xi subconsciously thought it was Meng Qingrang, picked it up and saw that it was Tang Jia, and immediately became depressed, "Say."

Tang Jia lowered his voice very low, sounding like a thief, "Where are you?"

Qi Xi, "Home."

Tang Jia, "Alright, let's discuss something with you."

Qi Xi, "What's the matter?"

"Let me hide where you are."

"???"

Qi Xi sat up, "What's going on?"

Tang Jia gritted her teeth, "That woman Lian Mu'an is crazy! Let's talk about the meeting!"

Qi Xi, "No, beep beep—" the phone was hung up.

Qi Xi stared at the call log page speechlessly for a few seconds, and was about to ask Lian Mu'an what was going on, but before he could find out the number, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Qi Xi walked to the door suspiciously and turned on the monitor.

... Tang Jia.

At this speed, I was already waiting in the corridor when I called, and I even discussed with her, what a fart to discuss.

Qi Xi reluctantly opened the door to let Tang Jia in, and asked her, "What's the matter with you two?"

Tang Jia glared at the person, "Remove that word for me! It's Lian Mu'an looking for trouble every time, I'm innocent, okay?"

Qi Xi remained calm, "A slap is too loud."

Tang Jia refused to listen, kicked off his shoes, walked to the refrigerator barefoot, took out a bottle of cold water, and filled most of the bottle in one gulp.

Qi Xiguang was cold just looking at it, "As for being so angry?"

Tang Jia, "As for!"

Qi Xi, "...All right, let's wait until your heart cools down."

Qi Xi turned on the TV and kept changing channels in boredom.

Tang Jia drank a lot of water, hiccupped and sat next to Qi Xi, grabbed a pillow and pressed it in his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "Lian Mu'an wants to take me abroad to obtain a certificate."

Qi Xi stopped changing channels, turned to look at Tang Jia, "Isn't this pretty good?"

"What's so good!" Tang Jia was angry, "She still wants to have a wedding, and she wants to post her marriage certificate on Weibo! My God, I'm a styling guide for those rich wives. Well, if they know that I'm gay, Do you still want to work? A group supported by a minority, no matter how clean it is, it is an alternative group.”

This is indeed a problem, but, "Your feelings for Lian Mu'an are not as good as a job?"

Tang Jia was speechless, "I definitely like her more."

"Then why don't you agree to make it public?"

"..." Tang Jia was silent for a few seconds, then turned to look at Qi Xi, and asked her the same question, "What about you? If Meng Qing asked her to make it public, would you agree?"

Qi Xi's heart trembled slightly, avoiding Tang Jia's gaze, "We haven't talked about this issue yet."

Tang Jia, "You think about it now."

Qi Xi is definitely willing to do so, but no one can predict the consequences of going public. If she just loses her job and is forced to quit the circle because of this, she has no complaints. This is the price she has to pay for choosing Meng Qingrang, but If it affects other people in the studio, can she still ignore it?

"Look, you can't tell." Tang Jia smiled wryly.

Qi Xi put down the remote control and admitted, "I really have no position to criticize you in this matter, so what are you going to do now?"

"I don't know." Tang Jia scratched her hair indiscriminately, and said in an irritable tone, "Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, and all the movie gifts in the restaurant have been ordered, but I don't even dare to see her now, I'm so bored!"

Qi Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Don't irritate me, my lady is still on a business trip, so there is no chance for trouble."

Tang Jia buried her face in the pillow, yelled in dismay, and fell down on the sofa.

Qi Xi felt sour when she thought that she really wanted to spend this Valentine's Day alone. She didn't have the heart to poke Tang Jia's pain, so she picked up her phone and checked Weibo.

Soon, the phone vibrated and received a banner WeChat notification from Lian Mu'an: [Is Tang Jia at your place? 】

Qi Xi glanced at Tang Jia who had shrunk into a small shrimp, and replied truthfully to Lian Mu'an: [Yes. 】

Lian Mu'an: [Help me open the door, I'll ask her a question. 】

Qi Xi was surprised, and quickly said: [Wait a moment. 】

Qi Xi got up and went to open the door.

Looking at Lian Mu'an who was only wearing a thin shirt, Qi Xi was stunned, "You..."

Lian Mu'an lowered his red eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry, I'll stay for a few minutes."

Qi Xi didn't mean that.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Qi Xi turned sideways to clear the way and said, "Come in first."

Lian Mu'an entered the door, saw Tang Jia lying on the sofa, clenched his hand hanging by his side, and never let go.

Qi Xi didn't disturb the two of them, and leaned sideways at the door. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Lian Mu'an walking up to Tang Jia step by step, and it took him a long time to ask in a low voice, "Tang Jia, break up in public. Seriously?"

Tang Jia lay there, motionless.

Qi Xi stood quietly for a while, pursed her lips, turned and left.

The wind downstairs is very cool.

Qi Xi didn't dare to go far, and found a corner in the lobby to sit and browse the designer forum to pass the time.

She was not concentrating, and Tang Jia's words would pop up in her mind from time to time—if it were made public.

Who doesn't want to talk about love openly?

But sometimes, some feelings just 'can't see the light'.

……

Forget it, why think about these messy things, no matter how much you think about things that have no signs, it is nothing but worrying.

Qi Xi collected herself and continued to look down.

Unintentionally seeing his name and Meng Qingrang's name appearing in the same title, Qi Xi paused briefly with his thumb hanging above the screen, and clicked in.

The post was posted two days ago. Someone did some archeology and took a picture of her and Meng Qingrang in the same frame at last year's New Talent Award Ceremony, and knocked out their CP.

Qi Xi stared at the leading picture for a long time.

To be honest, one black and one white, she had a cold face because she still hated Meng Qingrang, while Meng Qingrang's eyes were red because of a stomachache, this kind of strong and weak contrast is really easy to put together, but... Tang Jia said That's right - no matter how clean the group supported by a few people is, it is an alternative group that cannot be positively recognized by everyone.

The last time, the video of her and Qin Lianzhou was probably because of Yan Ziwen's group of people who favored her, so the comments were so unified. This time...

The messy thoughts that had just been suppressed in Qi Xi's mind were picked up again, she let out a breath, and slid her hands up.

The faster you slide, the more surprised your expression becomes.

There are hundreds of comments, but none of them are malicious!

Does this mean that even if they make it public one day, the blessings will be far greater than the slander?

Qi Xi was so excited that he quickly took a screenshot and shared it with Meng Qingrang on WeChat.

Meng Qingrang replied quickly: 【That depends on how the boss likes to play, the little lover can only work hard to cooperate. 】

"???" Qi Xi was confused, followed the notice and clicked into WeChat, and sent Meng Qingrang a puzzled expression.

A few seconds later, the screenshot that Qi Xi had just sent was returned by Meng Qing, and a comment was marked in a red frame: [Whoever attacks whoever suffers, buy it and leave! ]

【Speak】

thanks and bow

【Comment】

... There are really a lot of homosexuals engaged in design, let alone fashion design...? ? ?

There is something wrong with love

call!tie!

I can't go back, I'm getting more and more sao

Sub-cp writes and writes, extra episodes or opening articles are all ok

Why don't you use the sub cp to make up 160 chapters?

The front is abused and the back is very sweet

Let Jean become more and more flamboyant hahahaha

Sigh... It's obvious that everyone finally met someone they like, it's too uncomfortable to hide it

Sprinkle flowers and cheer

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