Regarding the marriage proposal, He Jueyun was very serious.
Of course, he felt that the sooner the better, but he didn't dare to show it in front of the sky, for fear of spreading his anxiety.
He feels that the most important thing is timing. If the timing is wrong, it may become a piece of chicken feathers.
Sanyao's employees also attach great importance to it.
As the creators of countless fan fictions, they have imagined more than 180 times about the pictures of marriage proposal and marriage, and they have also launched a sparkling and lightning-like title for the honorary title of "who is the most romantic man" Intense competition, each with no concessions, it is difficult to distinguish.
Even almost lost the boat of friendship.
So, after this group of people found out that He Jueyun had succeeded in ascending the throne by virtue of his unknown metaphysics, they couldn't wait to attack him and dance frantically in front of him.
I can't wait to turn into a light bulb on the spot, emitting light and heat that can last for five hundred years.
Every day when He Jueyun turns on his computer, he receives emotional greetings emails from anonymous people.
Those planning plans that are more than ten pages long are much more sincere and perverted than daily program development.
"Dear Manager He, I'm sorry for being late this morning, and I've had a deep reflection.
The main reason is that when I woke up this morning, my girlfriend told me that every day she opens her eyes and wakes up from a hazy sleep, what she most expects to see is…”
"Dear little boss, thank you for your selfless guidance, which has made me benefit a lot during the years of working at Sanyao.
But when I reminisce about my limited life, the strongest stroke in my memory is from an orange afternoon, my lover and I..."
"My wise, kind and gentle superior! Hello! I especially remember that it was a spring. My dear girlfriend was going on a business trip. You were kind enough to grant me a day off..."
Every time He Jueyun read the email, he couldn't help shaking three times. After this continued for a while, he began to wave back and forth between his abnormality and the abnormality of his employees.
... He's just too kind to make those boys panic.
He Jueyun sent a warning in the background that the quarterly bonus would be deducted by sending an unrelated email, and put it on the top to remind that the crazy behavior of the spiritual boys finally subsided.
He Jueyun pressed his forehead and let out a long sigh.
bored.
All messed up.
He leaned on the boss chair, closed his eyes, and the images that had been circling for the past two days appeared in his mind.
Compared with the long-term matter of proposing marriage, he felt that maintaining the relationship between the two parties was an urgent task.
For this reason, he has been troubled by himself for a long time, but he has never been able to think out a countermeasure because of his random thinking. After all, it is an excessive requirement to keep calm during the period of love.
Specifically, it's not really a big deal.
Qiongcang was very busy some time ago, and was invited back to A University to take a few open classes. In order to ensure the effect, she has been reading and writing lesson plans, and she has to go to school to do experiments when she has time.
He Jueyun went to support once.
The entire class was full, and there were even many students standing in the aisle.
He Jueyun's chosen position was a bit far, and he needed to see the sky's face clearly through the projection screen on the wall.
He put on a hat and hid himself in the dark very low-key.
Although he is not as smart as Qiong Cang, he is also a highly educated group of people who have experienced elite education.
So far everything is normal, nothing.
Seeing his girlfriend so popular, He Jueyun was filled with pride and joy.
Towards the end of the class, a young teacher ran up.
He stood on the podium with his hands on the table, and started a discussion with her on the thinking-expanding questions arranged by Qiong.
The two of them spoke in an unhurried tone, and they discussed issues in a clear and logical manner. From time to time, they would add a light-hearted joke, which was very attractive. The students were absorbed in listening, and they simply sat and didn't leave.
He Jueyun looked at the man's face in the projector, and the more he looked, the more wrong he felt.
Even if he has little experience in love, he can still distinguish between the eyes of seeking knowledge and the eyes of courtship.
The man stared at the sky with affection, and almost slapped his confession directly in the face.
After chatting a few words, the young man became bold, and when he pointed his finger at the test question, he approached his body unintentionally.
If Qiong hadn't politely stepped back half a step, the two might have been stuck together.
The man's manner of speaking was also very close, as if the two had known each other for a long time.
This kind of false public and private conversation with Qiong Cang and narrowing the distance between the two sides is shameless.
He Jueyun pressed the brim of his hat with his two fingers, hiding his sinister gaze in the shadows. He took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Qiongcang, asking her when she would go home.
It's a pity that the people on the stage didn't pay attention to the mobile phone prompt because they talked too much.
He Jueyun was full of irritability, put away the phone, and began to emit cold air.
He Jueyun is obviously not the only one who feels similar.
While He Jueyun was waiting patiently, he heard the excited voices of the two girls beside him, leaning his head and discussing in a low voice.
"Mr. Zhao is really handsome! He is a good match for Qiong Cang! He also graduated from the juvenile class, right
So handsome and very gentleman. "
"Don't say it, Qiong has a boyfriend."
"Did you say Brother Q
He looked a little silly and didn't know what a real person looked like.
I don't think he and Qiongguang have a common language. "
"Illusion.
The degree to be able to work in homicide analysis is not low.
You can't just use the big guy as a reference. The average smart person will look stupid. "
"But Teacher Zhao is not an ordinary smart person!"
"It's also..."
Thanks to He Jueyun's high-quality upbringing over the years, otherwise he would have stood up on the spot and shouted a dirty word into the faces of the two girls.
He Jueyun is unhappy, and He Jueyun has a small temper.
He Jueyun... can only swallow the pain in his heart.
He squinted and glared at the two of them, and couldn't hold back any longer, he got up and walked to the podium.
Qiong Cang was in the middle of speaking, when he looked up and saw He Jueyun, he immediately stopped talking.
She nodded towards He Jueyun halfway across the classroom, picked up the lesson plan in her hand, and said without nostalgia, "Let's do this today, I'm going home.
I'll talk to you about this in the next class. "
The young man in the white shirt beside him was obviously a little disappointed, but he quickly raised a smile and asked gently, "When will we have a meal together."
The students in the front row heard it and shouted loudly.
Qiong Cang glanced at He Jueyun's face from a distance, and said perfunctorily, "Let's talk about it."
Later, Qiongcang left with He Jueyun.
The memories came to an abrupt end, He Jueyun raised his hand and wiped his face, sighing inwardly.
He sat up straight, stretched his arms, took a bottle of drink from the desk, unscrewed it, and poured it into his mouth.
Just because it's just a trivial matter, it's not easy for him to play with the sky.
It's not his girlfriend's fault, it's that the school is too dangerous.
He Jueyun was in no mood, and all kinds of strange things took up a place in his mind, and he was inactive for a few hours.
He looked at a pile of documents with little progress on the table, and simply used his boss's power to go home without work.
In less than ten minutes, he was already standing at the door of his familiar home.
He Jueyun went to the study lightly and took off his suit jacket as he walked. When he was about to unscrew the door handle, he heard Qiong Cang's clear voice.
He Jueyun was stunned for a moment, then pushed the door open to meet the people inside, Qiong also showed a little surprise, holding the mouse in his hand, looking up at him blankly.
He Jueyun blinked: "You, why are you not at home?"
Qiongcang has returned to his normal appearance, and said with a blank face: "I changed it to an online class and I came back."
"Oh..." He Jueyun reacted, feeling a little happy.
The corners of his mouth twitched, afraid of being seen by the sky, he raised his hand to cover half of his face, and said casually, "That's it."
Qiong Cang asked, "Do you want to use the study room?"
He Jueyun hurriedly said, "No, no, I'll go to the next room, you can go to class first."
He Jueyun closed the door, and Qiong continued to set the parameters of the live broadcast room.
Although it is not yet time for the official class, the number of online observers has almost exceeded 1,000.
The comment area was particularly lively, and a group of people were all brushing flower emojis and greetings.
When He Jueyun appeared, they stopped for a while, and then started to swipe the question mark again.
"Why change to an online class?"
Qiong Cang glanced lightly and replied, "Because the house is quiet, I don't like being disturbed during class."
A group of students shouted from below: "We won't disturb you! Cry and chirp"
"Teacher, we are very good in class!"
"What kind of interruption is it
We can change it. "
"Um."
Qiongcang responded casually, "It's more convenient at home."
She turned out the courseware and began to lecture.
Just after opening, the study door was knocked again.
Qiong Cang stopped and looked at the door. He Jueyun walked in with a fruit bowl and put it on her table.
The camera captured his hand, with slender fingers and well-defined knuckles. A cuff was rolled up, revealing the silver watch on his wrist.
Qiongqiang nodded: "Thank you."
A few words flashed in the comment area:
"What kind of watch is this?"
"It's not a famous watch, tens of thousands of dollars.
It seems to be new this year.
A popular brand. "
"Brother Q's hands are pretty good.
So can Brother Q be in the mirror? "
Seeing that He Jueyun had gone out, Qiong Cang simply refused: "No, he is low-key."
"Brother Q doesn't seem to be very rich either."
"Although he is a staff member of Sanyao, he is a part-timer after all. How rich can he be?"
"What's wrong with yin and yang
With Brother Q's salary, it is possible to buy a watch worth hundreds of thousands, but is it necessary
Wouldn't it be nice to have that money to improve your quality of life
Do you really think everyone is brainwashed by consumerism? "
"The house doesn't seem to be very big.
Brother Q, isn't the big guy rich yet? "
"Just kidding, the boss is short of money?"
Qiong Cang looked upset, and banned several accounts that pointed to Jiang Shan.
Because there were too many students, many people from other schools also responded that they wanted to come to the class, so Qiongcang chose the public platform of Sanyao and did not impose any restrictions on the live broadcast room, so many social people came in to watch the excitement.
This group of people doesn't listen to the class well, and just chatting anywhere will seriously affect the atmosphere of the class.
Seeing that she had started to seal people, the house manager understood what she meant, took the initiative to take over the task, and began to ruthlessly seal the account.
Qiongqiang organized the language, and continued to talk about the question just now,
Within five minutes, He Jueyun crept in again, passed behind her, and took away the laptop on the desk.
The camera just caught his narrow waist, and through the slim white shirt, one could see his explosive muscles.
"Good waist!"
"Let Brother Q be in the mirror!"
"I reasonably suspect that Brother Q is stealing the scene."
"It's great to be an employee of Sanyao, you can go home whenever you want."
"A man's uniform is tempting."
"I'm here, knock CP
I can! "
Qiong Qiong frowned in displeasure and stopped lecturing.
She glanced at the upper right corner of the room and found that the number of people online in the live broadcast room was approaching 100,000. It should be netizens who came to hear the news and made jokes below.
It's no wonder that a good education section has become an entertainment section.
Qionggong was about to rebuke, and with a slight sound, the door was pushed open a crack.
He Jueyun stood outside and looked at her.
Qiong Cang looked at his cautious expression and wanted to laugh a little, and asked, "What's wrong?"
He Jueyun whispered, "Is it bothering you?"
"No."
Qiong Cang said without changing his face, "Let them write the questions."
"Oh."
He Jueyun squeezed in a little and asked, "Which live broadcast room are you in?"
Qiongcang reported the room number, and He Jueyun quickly wrote it down and said, "Okay, it's alright, you can continue the class."
The room was quiet again, Qiong clicked the mouse to turn the courseware to the next page, rolled his eyes and glanced at the comment area from the corner of his eye.
"...like quiet?"
"Don't like being disturbed
ah? "
"Goddess, what do you like about this man
What is his advantage? "
Qiong Cang's tone cooled down, as if he was holding frost: "What do you like about him
I like him to be handsome, handsome and rich, don't you
Talking about irrelevant topics is completely closed.
Here is the class, want to chat and find another place. "
"Teacher, why don't you go back to A University for class?"
"Teacher, you can put a password for the live broadcast room and send the password to the school network, so there will be no more netizens."
"Don't go to A University for classes."
Qiong Cang lifted his eyelids and glanced at the door, confirming that He Jueyun would not hear him, and then whispered, "My boyfriend is making trouble, I will take care of the house for a while these two days."
By the time He Jueyun saw these bloody discussions, it was already the second day.
At noon the next day, he was sitting on the sofa reading news, and Song Shu directly played a web link to him.
Afraid that he would not answer, he sent several messages one after another.
He Jueyun was about to get angry, and he clicked in to take a look, and found that it actually contained his own content.
There are several photos in the blog post.
The first two are self-portraits of men's abs, the middle two are luxury cars and mansions, and the last two are extremely greasy selfies.
"@qiongcang, I also have money, looks and figure, even a grade higher than him.
You and me, I promise to be better for you.
What's so good about a wage earner
My brother takes you on a luxury car every day. "
He Jueyun read it twice, and was laughed at by this Weibo, and he couldn't find a place to complain for a while.
This person is a relatively well-known second-generation Internet celebrity on the Internet. He has made many girlfriends and has attracted a group of fans by virtue of his innocence.
A group of people in the comment area were calling for their husband, and a group of netizens were scolding him, making a fuss.
Black and red are also red, and this highly discussed heat is obviously very useful to him.
He Jueyun returned to the homepage and searched, and found that several people had also posted similar Weibo, clearly wanting to be a mistress and grab a woman.
Some are joking, some are hot, and some are serious.
He Jueyun was instantly angry, and put one leg on the coffee table, looked at the heads with gloomy eyes, turned them into entities, and smashed them back and forth in the palm of his hand.
... Sometimes, Tianliang Wangpo is not without reason.
This group of people should go begging on the street and experience the life of a normal person.
Song Shu: Boss, don't worry, we have already followed up!
Song Shu: How can we lose Sanyao
These shameless guys are slapping Sanyao in the face!
Song Shu: Sanyao's wage earners are not the ones who can touch porcelain! Who does he think he is
He Jueyun did not refuse this time, he took a deep breath and gave Song Shu a big red envelope.
Song Shu: Wow, thank you boss! love you so much~
He Jueyun: Get out!
He Jueyun was about to start a fight with the opponent, clicked refresh, and got the information of the sky.
Just now, Qiongcang retweeted that Weibo post and added: "According to my experience of studying Chinese medicine in the past two days, your face says kidney failure.
@中中王XX, is that right teacher? "
The doctor she @@ also appeared and replied simply: "It's really a bit."
The netizens didn't collapse, they laughed at the bottom, and all kinds of mocking emojis were sprayed at each other, instantly grabbing the hot content.
The man was so angry that he posted several abusive Weibo posts. However, netizens persuaded him to seek medical treatment in a very good-natured manner, and recommended him to a well-known local men's hospital for him.
"Kidney deficiency should drink Shenbao!"
"I doubt that the muscle was straightened out.
The cosmetic industry is too developed. "
"At this moment, I exude the care of the Holy Father. After all, you have kidney deficiency. How can I be embarrassed to scold you again?"
"Although you are a man, I allow you to say no."
He Jueyun's unspoken anger was emptied by the reply below.
He laughed sullenly and saw that Sanyao's official also posted a Weibo.
"Since its establishment, Sanyao has always followed the call of the state and followed a development line that is close to the grassroots.
Including the management of the company, always keep in mind the spirit of Sanyao.
Mr. He, the main person in charge of the live broadcast project of the murder, set an example, participated in the front-line research and development of the project team, and repeatedly experienced the implementation of the project in person..."
The accompanying picture is a profile photo of He Jueyun wearing a suit. It was a photo of him standing under the bright lights during the annual meeting.
The person in the photo has a sharp profile, long eyelashes, and bright eyes.
There was a slight smile on the corners of his lips, looking at the sun and gentle.
"Fuck! F*ck!"
"I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes!"
"I was deeply moved by the spirit of Sanyao, and there was a line of tears on the corner of my mouth."
"I carefully read the spirit of Sanyao... So this is Brother Q, isn't it
Yeah
! "
"Next month, I'm going to see this man's business go bankrupt.
Sanyao, don't let me down, you are now a big brother, and you have to learn the skills of the boss by yourself. "
"Handsome
In exchange for making koi in a previous life. "
Qiongcang walked out of the study and gave him a "Huh".
He Jueyun's face immediately turned cold, showing a look of anger.
Qiong Cang smiled and said, "Are you really angry
What are you reading on Weibo? "
"Of course I'm pissed! It's okay if they say that, it's just a self-rave of a gang of money-worshippers.
But when they say that... they are insulting you, why! Don't pee and take pictures of yourself! "
After he said that, the anger that had been suppressed earlier was picked up again, and he almost jumped to the opposite side of the network to fight with those people online.
Qiong Cang said lightly: "Then get married."
"Is this the solution
Marriage—marriage..." He Jueyun suddenly got stuck in the middle of speaking, and after chewing those two words carefully and swallowing them in his stomach, his face began to flush red, his eyes widened, looking at the sky in disbelief.
Damn, that's all
How is this possible
He Jueyun seemed to have 10,000 machine guns firing indiscriminately in his mind, sifting his sanity into a bamboo basket full of holes.
Qiong Cang laughed: "What's wrong?"
"Ah—" He Jueyun screamed, rushing over to cover her mouth, regardless of whether it was a gaffe or not, roaring, "Take it back! Take back that sentence just now for me!"
Qiong Cang raised his eyebrows and asked him what he meant with his eyes.
He Jueyun panicked, remembered something, pressed Qiong Cang to the sofa, and said anxiously, "Wait.
Sit and don't move, absolutely don't move! "
He quickly ran back to his room, lay on the ground, and took two handfuls from under the bed.
Since the last time he put things in the bedside table and was discovered by Qiong, he has changed to a safe place to hide things.
Referring to Mr. He's suggestion, he chose the bottom of the bed, a place where the sky could not reach.
He Jueyun smoothly touched a velvet box and walked out clutching it in the palm of his hand.
He stopped at the door and coughed before moving to the sky step by step.
Qiong Qiong's gaze stayed on his hand, and then moved away as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't know what to do, he stood up.
The two stood face to face, solemn and solemn, as if they were handing over some revolutionary task.
He Jueyun struggled several times, but was unable to say the first sentence.
I like you
-conventional.
marry me.
- No foreshadowing.
What the hell is the bedding
Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon or Mountain Alliance Sea Oath
He Jueyun was very flustered. When flustered, he wanted to scratch his hair, making a mess of his originally neat black hair.
Qiong Cang waited for a long time, he couldn't wait any longer, and he didn't dare to interrupt him reading the article like last time, so he lowered his head and laughed secretly.
He Jueyun's eyes were red immediately, and he pretended to be loud and said, "Don't laugh!"
Qiong Cang nodded: "Okay."
About a century has passed.
He Jueyun took out the ring from the box, his fingers trembled a little, and said seriously: "Can you marry me
I would like to listen to you in the future..."
Qiong said, "Yes."
He Jueyun didn't care too much, so he quickly put it on for her.
When the silver ring was placed on the opponent's finger, He Jueyun's heart fell heavily, and his brain, which had always been hot, was also able to warm up.
He thought hard for a while, but he didn't remember what he said just now. Seeing Qiongcang looking down at the ring, he asked dumbly, "Is there something wrong with this process?"
Qiong Cang felt that if he continued to struggle, he would have to burn his own little head, and couldn't help laughing: "It's not your problem, it's my problem, it's my being too reserved."
He Jueyun opened his mouth, but made no sound.
His eyes were a little watery, he hugged Qiongqiu into his arms, rested his chin on her shoulder and neck, and said in a low voice, "I will treat you well, I must be the best person in the world for you."
Qiong Cang replied softly, "Yes."