"Such a beautiful girl confessed her feelings to you, and you're still looking so gloomy?"
The more Li Sinian looked at Chen Lu, the more displeased she became.
Damn it, this guy is in Versailles!
Chen Lu sighed, "Sigh, you don't understand."
How could a mere mortal possibly understand how fiercely Master Chen was fighting the frog in the pot?
Liang Zhirou had been focused on figuring out how to control him, and now this simpleton no longer needs to worry about his family...
He was really afraid that he would be beaten up by Liang Zhirou in the future. When Liang Zhirou was drunk, she dared to pin him against the wall.
What's the difference between this and waking up one day to find yourself cooked by a frog?
"You're pretending here..." Li Sinian mouthed two words, "What?"
He then looked at Jiang Chao, "Boss, what about you?"
Jiang Chao scratched his nose a couple of times, feeling a little embarrassed, and after holding it in for a while, he finally told the truth: "Back then, Liu Yan said she would kill me if I didn't confess to her."
"Fine, I'll figure it out myself." Li Sinian let out a sigh of relief. Neither of these two is normal.
"Actually, you don't need anyone to impart any experience. Whether your confession will succeed or not... you already knew in your heart before you even confessed, didn't you?" Chen Lu swirled the wine glass in his hand and said softly.
Fortunately, everyone is chatting right now, and no one has noticed that he hasn't drunk much at all; he's been keeping the fish alive the whole time.
After some time, the other two had drunk quite a bit and lay back on the sofa, looking half asleep.
Chen Lu doesn't have a high alcohol tolerance, but he never gets drunk. He sat on the sofa next to me and watched anime all afternoon.
The Burial of Frillie.
This was an anime that Liang Zhirou recommended to him when he saw her drawing fan art.
This silly girl now has an account with 100,000 followers to manage, so she definitely needs to learn about some of the more popular anime or comics.
That's how artist accounts work. Whether it's Weibo or Bilibili, if you keep drawing what your fans want to see, they'll stay interested, and your popularity will gradually increase.
But he wanted to see what kind of anime could make Liang Zhirou's eyes well up with tears when she recommended it, and make her say, "I will definitely die before you in the future."
This silly thought process sometimes... is all about being unique.
He had only read half of it when his phone suddenly vibrated.
Liang Zhirou sent me a video.
Chen Lu clicked on it with curiosity and saw a young man and woman dressed as Haidilao waiters twisting and turning in the picture.
However, only their backs are visible in the video, indicating that the two waiters were jumping at people at another table.
"I've walked alone through countless years, witnessing the glint of swords illuminating the darkness."
How can one distinguish between a chivalrous heart and a demonic spirit? A fleeting dream, gone in an instant.
Chen Lu: [Are you having Haidilao hot pot with Lin Miaomiao?]
Liang Zhirou: [Yes, can you dance?]
Chen Lu: [Just kidding, I...can I not know how?]
Liang Zhirou: [Of course you can, but that's a strange thing to say.]
......
On the other side, the long-haired girl rested her chin on her hand and turned her gaze back to the bubbling pot.
She wasn't interested in other people dancing; she just thought it was fun and wanted to share it with Chen Lu.
“These things are all so expensive…” Liang Zhirou pointed to the various items on the table and whispered to Lin Miaomiao.
This plate of bullfrogs alone is so expensive, it costs forty-four yuan, which could buy a lot of pork ribs.
And she doesn't dare to eat this stuff.
Lin Miaomiao was happily watching on her phone, revealing her cute tiger teeth. "What does it matter? I came here to watch the dance!"
After the waiter finished dancing in the distance, she stopped watching and obediently turned back to eat.
It seems like you can ask the waiter to dance in front of you, but I'll pass; it's too much work for them to do it once.
Not to mention that her best friend is also socially anxious.
"By the way, how's your contract negotiation going?" Lin Miaomiao suddenly remembered this. Liang Zhirou is really amazing now. Her talent is beyond the reach of Lin Miaomiao, who has been painting since she was a child.
In a few years, she might be able to sell a bunch of Liang Zhirou's autographs everywhere.
Aside from the unavoidable weakness of having a short time to learn to draw, such as the human body, Liang Zhirou's sensitivity to composition and atmosphere is a game-changer, even for many artists with years of experience.
And these are precisely the things that are hardest to build up over time; they are a kind of innate spirituality.
If the poet Li Bai hadn't possessed an almost unparalleled talent, he wouldn't have been able to write lines like "Raising my cup to invite the bright moon, with my shadow, we become three." For artists, this is an insurmountable barrier.
Lin Miaomiao suddenly felt a pang of sadness.
Fortunately, I met Chen Lu.
Liang Zhirou's extraordinary talent was almost buried...
"Two companies have approached me... Can I sign with both?"
Liang Zhirou muttered to herself that the other company had just contacted her, and she hadn't figured out how to tell Chen Lu yet.
Besides the initial anime-style mobile game company, another company that specializes in female-oriented mobile games contacted her, wanting to sign a long-term contract.
It was the type of character that Chen Lu repeatedly told her to draw as little as possible, and that she should draw a lot of male characters.
Actually, she quite enjoys illustrating for otome games. After all, although she's not interested in anime characters, it's a way for her to take advantage of Chen Lu's popularity...
No, it's about taking the opportunity to gather material.
No, that's not right. There was no taking advantage of the situation! It was just a completely innocent process of gathering material!
What bad intentions could a socially awkward artist like Mu Zhimu possibly have?
“If you can handle the work, you can sign with two companies. It’s not like you’re going to work for their company. It’s just turning a short-term outsourcing job into a long-term one. Nobody cares how many companies you sign with.” Lin Miaomiao was taken aback. “But you probably don’t need the money right now, right? Why go through all that trouble?”
“I…” Liang Zhirou clutched the hem of her clothes, took a deep breath, and her expression became firm: “I need to save up for my dowry.”
"You two are already discussing getting married?" Lin Miaomiao instinctively reached for the serving spoon in a daze, but then pulled her hand back after being burned. She quickly shook it a couple of times and asked, "Why so suddenly? When are you planning to get married?"
Liang Zhirou's words almost made her CPU burn out. She secretly rejoiced that she had only wanted to grab the spoon. If she had wanted to pick up some food, she probably would have subconsciously reached into the pot to scoop it out.
"I don't know," Liang Zhirou slowly shook her head.
Lin Miaomiao blinked in confusion.
"How could you not know when you plan to get married?"
Liang Zhirou lowered her head, fidgeting with her fingers, looking pitiful: "That depends on when Chen Lu wants to marry me..."
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