Glass Shell: Can you design a new toy similar to the cat climbing frame? It would be best if it is taller and bigger. We plan to put it in the amusement park so that adults can also try it. We are in a hurry and need it the day after tomorrow. Can you provide the design drawings? (begging.jpg)
Tang Wan sent the other party a picture of him extending two fingers.
The other party immediately understood: Two million, I understand!
The two of them have reached a cooperation model invisibly. Tang Wan draws the pictures, the other party produces them, Tang Wan promotes them through live broadcasts, and the other party sells them at a discount. Now Tang Wan has so much traffic, and the advertising fee is already this much. Tang Wan can still provide drawings, and he didn't raise the price for him after he became famous. Bolick felt that there were few conscientious partners like Tang Wan, so he simply stopped bargaining and just gave it to him.
Tang Wan called Ji Yan over to help clean up, but he didn't go back to his room. He immediately sat down and started drawing. Drawing a luxurious cat climbing frame that looks like a castle, with pillars that reach the sky, would definitely meet the other party's requirements.
Tang Wan was very familiar with the cat climbing frame. He could even draw it with his eyes closed. It was basically finished in half an hour. Zong He found that Tang Wan had no intention of coming to find him after the live broadcast, so he couldn't help but come to catch him himself.
"Are you not done yet?" Zong He stood at the door, his deep eyes looking slightly resentful.
"Give me another hour, I'll finish the painting and then discuss the details with the other party." Tang Wan didn't even turn his head and wrote quickly.
Zong He asked dissatisfiedly: "There is no need to rush for this moment."
Where's the hair combing I agreed to do in the evening? I wanted to take this opportunity to bond with her, why are you always busy?
Tang Wan smiled and turned back, "It's only eight o'clock, it's still early, I can sleep well after I finish painting."
Zong He was still very dissatisfied, but the Marshal couldn't say anything like going to comb his hair.
Tang Wan turned back and continued painting for several minutes. He felt like he was being stared at. He looked back and saw Zong He still staring at him at the door, like a big resentful cat. Tang Wan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I'll go back to find you later. Aren't you tired of standing here?"
Zong He simply asked someone to move a chair, and sat next to Tang Wan to watch him draw. Tang Wan was almost done with the drawing, and looked at Zong He with a smile, and added a space capsule-like cat bowl on the shelf, "Guaibaobao Children's Toy Company should have received an urgent order, wanting to make a huge cat climbing frame in the playground, specially for cats to play. After I finish drawing this, the company will give me two million. There is an old saying that goes, if you don't make money, you are a bastard. I got the money tonight, and I feel at ease."
Zong He secretly regretted that if he had not told Tang Wan that he had no money, Tang Wan would not have been so obsessed with money that he would not even give up his money.
"If this is made into a 100-meter pillar, it will really be like a pillar that reaches the sky. Can the orcs climb up with their physical strength alone?"
Zong He tutted his tongue in disdain, "What orc can score points? Those with long hooves definitely can't do it."
Tang Wan curled his lips. The Marshal's mouth was sometimes really unpleasant, but he was good-looking, and his good looks could make up for his sharp tongue.
“Then you can climb up too?”
Zong He was speechless. Is there any need to ask this?
Tang Wan nagged him, "Is it possible or not?"
"Of course." Zong He looked at the shelf with disdain. "I could climb it when I was a kid. Cats that can't climb it are useless."
The corner of Tang Wan's mouth twitched. Should he be said to be overbearing or to be rude?
"When this is done, I really want to take Da Zhuang to the playground. Da Zhuang seems very busy. The child hasn't been here for a long time. Has he grown up a lot?" Tang Wan looked around and made sure that there were only two of them in the room. Tang Wan asked in a low voice: "Is Da Zhuang the illegitimate son of His Majesty?"
Zong He:!!!
"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that? Am I right?" Tang Wan was chilled. "The Queen is so pitiful. A woman who is second only to the emperor, giving birth to two children for His Majesty is not enough, and she is also accused of being cuckolded. Tsk tsk~" Tang Wan signed his name in the lower right corner of the drawing, his gossipy heart burning. "Your cousin is really a scumbag."
Zong He: “…”
"But I still can't understand why you were not here when Da Zhuang was here."
Zong He took a deep breath, pinched Tang Wan's chin, and turned his face towards him, "You have time to talk here, why not finish it and go back to your room to sleep!"
Tang Wan looked at the watch. It was not yet nine o'clock. "Aren't cats nocturnal animals? Why do you want to go to bed so early? Are you sleepy? Then go to bed first."
Zong He's mouth twitched, he lowered his head and kissed Tang Wa hard on the mouth, feeling very upset. He didn't want to sleep statically, he wanted to sleep dynamically! Even if he was not allowed to sleep, he had to be intimate for a while, what was there to talk about just chatting?
Tang Wan sighed. Don’t try to guess the big cat’s temperament. You won’t understand it no matter how much you guess. The big cat is really not as easy to please as the kitten.
Tang Wan sent the finished drawing to Bolick, and explained the details of the production to him, and the parts that needed attention. It was already past nine o'clock when they finished talking. Tang Wan stood up and went to La Zonghe, "Let's go, I'll take a shower first, you're tired and you can go to bed first."
The Marshal was pulled back to the room in a depressed mood.
When Tang Wan finished his shower, a big cat was already lying on the bed, with its chin resting on its front paws, looking at him resentfully. Tang Wan suddenly felt guilty, "Oh, I promised to comb your hair, I'll comb it smooth right now!"
Zong He squinted his eyes, enjoying his partner's gentle caress while combing his hair, and his whole body relaxed. Tang Wan listened to the slight snoring, not sure if he heard it wrong, so he leaned over to Zong He's neck to listen, and was amused. This big cat is quite easy to satisfy. After Tang Wan finished combing the upper body, he moved back and thought about Da Zhuang while combing his hair, "I really miss Da Zhuang, what has this kid been busy with recently?"
Zong He opened his eyes slightly and said, "If you want a child, let's have one ourselves."
Tang Wan frowned, "What if I can't give birth to someone like you? What if I give birth to someone else?"
Zong He made an intuitive analysis, "Then he is the baldest offspring of the cat family."
"Then don't give birth to the baby! I don't want to be bald!" Tang Wan refused bluntly. A baby without hair will not grow into a baby with beautiful hair like Zong He, so it's better not to give birth to the baby.
Zong He was finally amused. Tang Wan almost forgot that he was also a human being and only wanted to give birth to furry children.
After Tang Wan straightened Zong He's fur, he hugged the big cat's neck and kissed it on the face, "Sleep like this tonight, don't change back."
Zong He's face obviously fell again.
Tang Wan rubbed him twice with a smile, "I think you look super handsome like this!"
Zong He's beard trembled, and he lay still, letting Tang Wan feed him the soup. "I think so too."
Tang Wan blushed and breathed a sigh of relief. He could still control Zong He when he was like this, but he couldn't control him once he turned into a human.
Before going to sleep, Tang Wan rubbed Zong He's face several times in a daze and muttered, "Da Zhuang..."
How could the child, who had been inseparable from him for more than a year, just not come back? Dad Tang really missed his child.
Zong He looked at Tang Wan like this and sighed deeply, "Alas!"
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The next morning, Zong He went to the military headquarters. Tang Wan sat on the grass and combed the hair of the beast. The communicator on his wrist beeped and Tang Wan answered it. Luo Bingjun asked with a smile: "Hello! Xiao Tang, I'm on vacation!"
Tang Wan put the communicator aside and turned on the video function, letting him watch his beloved baby. "That's great. It's not easy for a big star to take a vacation."
Luo Bingjun got a headache when he saw the beast brother, "This guy is handsome again! Hurry up and turn it off, I'm traumatized!"
Brother Shenshou was eating grass, glanced at the person in the image, and ignored him.
Luo Bingjun was helpless, "Why is it like this?"
Tang Wan said solemnly: "Maybe it thinks you are not as good-looking as it."
Luo Bingjun touched his hair and said, "Actually, I think I'm more handsome than it."
Tang Wan laughed. This big star was so free. "So, you took your day off and came to chat with me?"
"I also want to see the ring on your hand. I heard it's very beautiful."
Tang Wan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Who told you that?"
"Everyone says so, give me a close-up!"
Tang Wan had to let the other party admire the national treasure on his hand. After admiring it, the other party praised: "It is really beautiful! Will your hand with the ring on it bring us good luck?"
"What's the meaning?"
"Let's go play games together! I heard that you're not very good at playing games. Your account must be very low level. I used my grandfather's account to apply for a small account. Let's team up to beat the noobs. I can beat ten people by myself. I can take you to the top in minutes!"
Tang Wan: “…”
To be honest, he was not happy at all to be invited like this.
Since he was bored anyway, Tang Wan was fooled by Luo Bingjun into playing the Battlegrounds again. Luo Bingjun had played before, and his performance was average, but he was much better than Tang Wan at this level. The two of them teamed up and did not play random matches, but played seasonal matches, so that people of the same level were thrown together. With luck, he did not meet a powerful trumpet, but Luo Bingjun led Tang Wan to play six games. As the level rose rapidly, the players in the game became difficult to deal with. Luo Bingjun had a hard time playing with Tang Wan, a burden, alone. Because sometimes, teammates are also terrible!
After the tenth round, Tang Wan and Luo Bingjun were constantly being beaten. The big star couldn't stand it anymore and flipped the table, "I can't play anymore! I'm going to apply for another account!"
"No," Tang Wan looked at himself, who had finally risen from Bronze to Silver, "Don't you have to start over if you apply for a new account? You can't get any higher than Silver."
"So what do you say?
"Wait, I'll go get someone!
Tang Wan secretly started a live broadcast and shouted in the room: Playing games! Please help me! Second to fifth! Please help me!
The audience was stunned for a few seconds and then they didn't know whether to laugh or cry: You suddenly started a live broadcast at this time just to find someone to play games with you?
I was wondering why he was so hardworking. He used to only live broadcast once every two or three days, and he just live broadcast last night. He was online again today. I subconsciously looked out the window and thought it was raining red rain.
I'll take you guys! Add me, add me! I'm a gun thief six!
Can you take me? I play regularly and my skills are pretty good.
…
Looking at the scrolling rows of barrage, Tang Wan thought about the audience who had said before that he was a professional player. His name seemed to be Crazy Robe. Tang Wan set this ID as a special attention. As soon as he finished the operation, he saw a red barrage. Crazy Robe: I will lead you to play, add me to private message, I can lead six people!
Tang Wan smiled. He was the one he was waiting for. It was time for him to be pulled out for a walk. He had said before that he was a professional. It was time to show his real skills. Tang Wan said to Luo Bingjun, "I found someone who is awesome. Just wait. I'll call him!"
Tang Wan privately contacted Crazy Robe, and the two added each other as friends. Tang Wan then found a few veteran players in the live broadcast room who seemed to be really good at playing the game, formed a team of seven, and went to play ranked games with great enthusiasm.
Luo Bingjun sneered, "Damn it, I don't know if I will meet those bastards who beat me up just now again."
Tang Wan also sneered, "What are you afraid of? It doesn't matter. Anyone with two legs on the entire map is our enemy!"
After they finished speaking, they both laughed. Tang Wan complained, "That's awesome. It's as if the two who got beaten up just now weren't us."
The two have a magnetic voice, and the other is elegant. The former is intoxicating, a typical voice that makes the ears pregnant. The latter is pleasant to the ears, with a clean voice. After complaining, both of them laughed.
At this time, someone in the team asked uncertainly: "By the way, why does No. 1's voice sound so familiar to me?"
Crazy Robey No. 3 said, “Yes.”
His voice is very hard, but he sounds young. He seems like a person with a bad temper, and he is very recognizable.
The other teammates asked in confusion: "Why do I feel that the voice of number three is also very familiar?"
Number One and Number Three suddenly became as quiet as chickens.
Tang Wan: "Lovely wholesale, Mei Miao brand voice changers, three for one dollar, don't miss it if you pass by!"
Teammates and audience: Emmmm... Do you think we are stupid?
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