As soon as the design main line came out, the progress of the law school team was like the acceleration mode. Five people assigned the design tasks of the three main lines, and each meeting would collided with new ideas. I originally thought that I got a very difficult to deal with and lack of new ideas, but I didn't expect the design concept to become more and more full.
"I searched for a round from our basketball school team, and then went to the courtyard team. I finally found these few." Nan Jia released the photos of the selected models on ipad for everyone to see.
One by one, Chen Pi and Zhou watched the most enthusiastically, "Hey, this handsome!"
"This is good too, with very strong muscles."
Nan Jia couldn't help but laughed, "Why are you guys so gay?"
Chen Pi touched his nose, "Hey, everyone is willing to look handsome and wear clothes of their own design, so there is so much face. Beautiful women are okay, we need beautiful women."
"There will be beautiful women. When I went to the school team this time, I made a special trip to the cheerleading team and the etiquette department." Nan Jia turned back many more. "Look, they are all pretty."
Lezhishi looked at this dazzling array of model candidates, and couldn't help but sigh, "Fortunately, the school sister has a wide network and rich resources, and there are acquaintances who can help me everywhere."
Nan Jia deliberately fluffed the hair on her shoulders back, "Who makes me beloved."
Qu Zhi, who had been sitting next to him concentrating on drawing, suddenly raised his head and turned to look at Nan Jia.
"Changed shampoo?"
Nan Jia was stunned for a second, and was a little surprised at her carefulness, "Ah... Yes, you found out about it all."
"It smells good." Qu Zhi lowered his head again, and continued to paint her picture.
Le Zhishi deliberately glanced at the straight drawing paper. Although the model on it had faded away the facial features, the hairstyle and overall atmosphere were almost identical to Nan Jia.
"The content of our handsome and beautiful girl, plus the designer's appearance." Chen Pi said without embarrassment, "That is to kill the audience in seconds. Please give us the best eye-catching award."
Xiaoqi also agreed in a low voice, "If you have a basketball team, you have already won..."
"Oh." Nan Jia sighed, "I thought there was another big move, but the big move was too cold and rejected me."
Le Zhishi looked up and met Nan Jia's eyes. Nan Jia nodded to him sadly, "You are right, it is Song Yu."
"Ah." Chen Pi slapped his thigh, "Senior Song Yu."
Le Zhishi was a little surprised, "Do you know him too?"
"Yes." Chen Pi turned his chair and pointed to Monday, "Aren't we sophomores? We went to the finals during the basketball game last year, good guy, I called good guys, that was full of shouts. It was all the names of Senior Song Yu, and my ears were blown up."
Zhou nodded and added: "Especially after scoring a goal, the senior raised his shirt and wiped the sweat on his face. The girls around me screamed at the same time."
Le Zhishi thought to herself, I don't even know there is such a time. However, Song Yu participated in the basketball game in high school, and Lezhishi could almost guess that kind of grand occasion.
"You don't know yet." Nan Jia blinked at Lezhi, "We Lele and Song Yu have a very close relationship."
When everyone on the round table looked at Lezhi for a while, he was a little embarrassed. The pen in his hand fell on the table in a panic, and then rolled to the ground.
"Wow, what does it matter?"
Watching him pick up the pen, his face turned red.
Xiaoqi's hidden gossip attributes were exposed, and she asked in a low voice, "Is it a brother? I heard that Senior Song Yu had a fight with the senior of our hospital in order to help you keep out alcohol."
"No fight, no fight." Lezhishi quickly clarified, "It's just a little conflict."
"Did Nuwa pinch out your family's genes?" Chen Pi slumped on the chair, "How can there be such a big gap between people?"
Le Zhishi didn't want to continue to explain, and was eager to change the subject, so he asked Nan Jia, "How did he reject you?"
Nan Jia held her chin with her hand and turned out the chat history between her and Song Yu, "Let me show you how cruel and ruthless he is. Look," Nan Jia showed her mobile phone to Lezhi Shi, "I sent it. For such a long period of time, I told him that this game is very important and that he needs a model who can shake the ground. I also specially moved you out and said how hard you have been for the game these days. We all hope that he can come and help. This is the icing on the cake."
"The result." Nan Jia slid his finger down.
[Song Yu: Don't want to be watched, you can find someone else]
"Is it particularly cold!"
When Le Zhishi saw Song Yu's reply time, it was after sending him a hand photo.
He couldn't imagine that Song Yu played a ruthless rejection machine in front of other people, but at the same time, because he couldn't receive the photo from Lezhi, he sent out a lovely accusation of [You are not fair.
This feeling is very strange, like a kitten that always gives only a haughty back in front of others, but in front of Lezhishi, it will stretch out its paws and scratch, which is very vivid.
"Since it's Le Zhishi's brother," Qu Zhi looked at him and suggested, "You should go find him, you should be able to speak well."
"Me?" Lezhishi felt that this idea was not very good. "If Senior Song Yu says that he doesn't want to be in the limelight, I may not be very good at it either."
Nan Jia waved his hand, "No, no, we have enough models, and we just wait to train. Song Yu is also very busy, so I won't bother him."
As she was talking, Xiaoqi's mobile phone rang suddenly, and she went out for a while, but her expression was not optimistic when she came back. Her father ran a handmade custom cheongsam shop, so he was very familiar with fabrics and had a certain supply of goods, so everyone gave her the job of contacting fabric manufacturers and garment manufacturing factories.
"Just now, the fabric manufacturer just called me..." Xiaoqi sat down and looked at Lezhi with a worried look, "They don't have the special fabric we need. I ask him to help me ask others. The merchant, he said that this transparent silk is about to be discontinued, and the fabric is also very expensive. He knows that there are very few factories that are still selling, there is only one, but, but it should not be given to us."
Le Zhishi frowned, "You mean there is one, but you won't give it to us?" He thinks this can be solved, "It doesn't matter, at least there is one. Let's contact and see. Maybe we can buy it."
Xiaoqi shook her head, "It's not that simple, I have asked him to help me ask, that manufacturer does not sell retail, so, so like ours, they only make a few sets of ready-to-wear purchases, they won't pay attention to us. of… "
Monday followed with a sigh, "I'm most afraid of encountering this kind of thing. The garment processing factory before it was looking for a long time before it was willing to help us."
Chen Pi lay on the table, "If the newbie is the kid, he will definitely get the fabric, his family relationship can't get it." After he said that he touched Lezhishi's arm, "Hey, I think he looks pretty good. If you like you, why don't you ask him if he is happy?"
This idea was terrible for Lezhishi.
"This is a competition. We are competitors. We can't ask our competitors for help as soon as we encounter problems. Such a competition is neither fair nor meaningful."
Although he usually looks like a good baby, he will always show very strict standards and bottom lines in some aspects. I, I’ll try. If it really doesn’t work, we can try to find similar fabrics and process them as a substitute."
Nan Jia nodded, "I think it can."
After the meeting, Lezhishi deliberately went with Xiaoqi and asked her about the current situation. Xiaoqi was very frustrated and told him that the most troublesome thing now is that she doesn't have the phone number of this manufacturer.
"The uncle I know, his relationship with this manufacturer is not particularly good, so only their specific location..."
It's cold outside, Lezhishi didn't wear much clothes, so he curled his neck and said, "It's okay, we can go there. It will be the weekend tomorrow."
Xiaoqi nodded and sent the address to Lezhishi's phone, "It's far away, in Guangzhou."
This is something that Lezhi didn't expect. He glanced at the news and stood face to face with Xiaoqi under the ginkgo tree. Thinking of the countermeasures, some people look to them.
"Why don't I go." Xiaoqi said with some stumbling, "I don't have to go to piano lessons on weekends. Qu Zhi seems to be going to volunteer activities for the senior sister. Chen Pi and Monday and weekends have to participate in party building activities. There should be none. Time."
Le Zhishi put both hands in his pockets and smiled at her, "It's okay, I can go, how can I make girls run so far? It's dangerous."
"Then I'm with you?"
Le Zhishi shook his head, but refused. On the one hand, he didn't want Xiaoqi to take a hard trip, thinking that he was enough alone. On the other hand, if they travel together, it would be inconvenient whether they were staying in a hotel or taking a plane. The college circle is small, and a small matter quickly ferments. There is really a scandal that affects Xiaoqi very badly.
And he didn't want his brother to misunderstand.
As a real activist, when he decided to go to Guangzhou to find a fabric manufacturer, he bought a flight ticket at Lezhi in the afternoon.
In all, this was the first time in Lezhishi's life that she went out alone, although it was not a trip, but a mission. After buying the ticket, he called Song Yu the first time, but all he got was the system prompt.
"... The call you made is temporarily unavailable, please wait..."
Le Zhishi guessed that Song Yu might be busy, or the signal was bad, and he didn't take it seriously. Jiang Yufan ran over to pull him into the head to play the game. As soon as he was pulled in, Lezhishi forgot to send him a message. He didn't remember until he went to bed, so he sent a WeChat message to Song Yu, reporting his very urgent and temporary itinerary. Prepare it for him.
Early in the morning of the next day, Lezhishi got up, took a taxi to the airport with a small suitcase, panicked on the road, the weather was not very good, the sky was gloomy, and the air couldn’t tell whether it was fog or haze. The gray cloud covers everything. The driver's master turned on the radio, which broadcasted an expectation of light rain.
When he arrived at the airport, Lezhishi took out his mobile phone to pay, and only then did he see the message from Song Yu at five o'clock in the morning.
[Brother: The phone fell off yesterday, and the screen is black. I can't turn on the phone. I charged it all night before it recovered. I don't know if it will go black. ]
[Brother: Are you at the airport now? I checked that the weather over there today is not very good, remember to listen carefully to the voice announcement in the airport lobby, and don’t talk too much to people you don’t know. ]
Le Zhishi thinks Song Yu is sometimes very interesting, and when he sees this news, he thinks he is a six-year-old kid.
He paid to get off the car and called Song Yu. It was still very early, but Song Yu seemed to be not asleep anymore. While taking the ticket to go through the formalities, he talked to Song Yu about the trouble he had encountered, and then asked him when he would be back.
"The day after tomorrow." Song Yu added, "The original plan was like this."
"Okay." Le Zhishi looked down at the ticket in his hand, and then at the lead gray sky outside the glass wall of the airport lobby. He has always been very tolerant of everything, and it is difficult for Song Yu to conceal his regret of not being able to meet earlier. He sat on the chilly seat, stretched his legs, and said to Song Yu docilely, "Then I will come back to see you soon."
Song Yu said yes on the phone. Perhaps it was a different medium, or a problem with encoding and decoding. Le Zhishi always felt that Song Yu, who called him, was more gentle, and it made him miss and move more.
He calmed down and thought about it again, feeling that in the final analysis, he could not touch or hold him. He could only hear his voice and imitate his expression at the moment, so he wanted to see him even more.
It didn't take long to say that the flight information began to be broadcast in the lobby, which happened to be the flight made by Lezhishi. He glanced down at the watch Song Yu gave him, confirmed the time, got up and prepared to board the plane.
"Then I hang up, I'm going to board the plane."
"Wait a minute." Song Yu seldom stopped his action. Le Zhishi's footsteps paused for two seconds, and he heard his gentle and steady voice on the other end of the phone, "I haven't had time to praise you."
"Now he has grown into an adult who can be alone, very powerful."
Lezhishi can easily get sweetness from his words, and has a little bit of pride. He knew that he was pinched to death by Song Yu, but he also enjoyed this feeling very much.
"We will meet soon, be careful on the way."
The beep of hanging up the phone is like a wonderful switch button, which turns Lezhishi from a child who is extremely dependent on his brother to an adult who leaves the city independently. Everything went smoother than expected. His seat was next to the porthole and leaning on the back of the seat. Lezhishi looked at the drizzle falling out of the window, praying silently in his heart for a smooth arrival.
Sitting next to him was a man of about forty years old. He was in the dust but wanted to find someone to talk to. He was first curious about what Lezhishi looked like, and asked if he was a foreigner. After learning that he was mixed, he was curious about his family, and then asked him. He complained, saying that he had flown from Los Angeles and had a long-distance flight in Jiangcheng.
Although Le Zhishi was a little sleepy, he responded politely to his chat.
"The weather is really bad." The man looked out the window, "But since there is no delay in the flight, it shouldn't be a big problem, right."
Le Zhishi nodded, the rain outside the window was heavy, and the sky was not as dark as the morning, but more like the evening approaching night. He unconsciously stretched out his hand to stroke the wrist watch, "I hope so."
"I still have a very important client to meet. Don't go wrong." The man adjusted the seat back, as if he was about to end the topic. Le Zhishi let out a sigh of relief, leaned his head tilted against the porthole and closed his eyes.
He didn't get enough sleep at night, and Lezhishi fell asleep soon, but he was always asleep on the plane, groggy, and felt that the plane was bumpy. He had a very real dream. He dreamed that he was looking for Song Yu on a thunderstorm day. The thunder outside was very big, and white lightning flashed in the night sky. He endured the fear of being wet and searched for a long time, and finally found it in an old wooden cabinet. Got him.
Opening the door, it was dark and damp. Song Yu sat alone with her knees on her knees, without saying a word, as if she had been sitting for a long, long time, and had long been used to it.
He wanted to take Song Yu away, but finally got in, hugged him, and hid inside with him.
I vaguely heard the sound of the airplane announcement. The cabinet in my dream was turbulent. I felt that someone was pulling him and slapped him. When Lezhi, I suddenly woke up and saw the stewardess in the corridor busy. The uncle beside him urged him anxiously, "You finally woke up , I’m going to make preparations, hurry up and prepare."
"Alternative?" Lezhishi frowned blankly, "Why alternate?"
"It seems to be because of the typhoon, Guangzhou is currently experiencing heavy rain, and it can no longer fly, so we have to make preparations to land in Changsha."
Le Zhishi realized that his luck was really bad, and encountered this situation during the first "business trip". He doesn't understand the diversion, and he doesn't know what the current situation is. The child sitting in front was crying and crying, and his mother seemed impatient and scolded loudly. Lezhishi sorted out the table and his own things, a little panicked.
He remembered a very thrilling movie he had watched with Song Yu before. Before the plane crash, the flight attendant prepared a suicide note for everyone, which could be left to his family.
Le Zhishi looked calm, and quickly packed his things and followed the arrangements of the staff, but he kept thinking about the scenes in the movie.
However, until the plane landed at the alternate airport, Lezhishi did not wait for the suicide note.
The people around were very impatient and annoyed that they couldn't reach Guangzhou on time. Everyone rushed to find the trouble at the airline service desk. The other party gave comforting messages and told them that they would not wait too long for a new flight.
Le Zhishi pushed the suitcase, and it took a long time to find a place to sit down in a corner. The airport was a bit cold, and Le Zhishi was wearing a camel-colored cashmere coat, which was not enough. The hall was full of hurried passengers, some were hugging happily, and some shed tears when they embraced.
As if only oneself is a person.
Le Zhishi took out his cell phone and turned it on. For fear of disturbing Song Yu's work, he rarely called directly, usually sending WeChat messages.
[Lele: I haven't arrived in Guangzhou now. It seems that a typhoon has come over there. All the people on our plane are preparing to land to Changsha. I heard that it will take a few hours to wait, and the rain should be less there. My luck is really bad, and I feel that I encountered such a trouble on the first day, I am afraid it is not a good omen. ]
After sending it out, Lezhishi thought for a long time, and for fear of the bad spirits, he hurriedly patched himself.
[Lele: It is also possible to put the worst thing at the beginning, and it should go smoother later, right? ]
He didn't get Song Yu's reply in the first time, guessing that he must be busy now, and Lezhi didn't care too much. He took out the tablet, watched a few episodes of the newly released fan drama alone, and took out the glutinous rice cakes that Jiang Yufan had stuffed him in his backpack to eat, filling his stomach.
The sleeping posture on the plane was not good, and he waited for a few hours in a cold seat. Lezhishi only felt that the seconds were like a year. He regretted not letting Xiaoqi come with him. At least one person said something.
After waiting for too long, he was a little hungry, pulling a suitcase around the airport, and finally stopped at the door of a small dessert shop. The fragrance wafting out from here was so strong that Lezhishi could hardly walk.
The store is not big, but it is indeed the only cake store in the airport. There is also a large Christmas tree in it. It was booked in advance and there is no decoration on it. It looks a bit shabby.
He thought there might be something he could eat in it, so he walked in and looked for a goal in front of a long row of cabinets.
Even if there is an ice cream or mousse.
The phone he was holding suddenly vibrated. Lezhishi saw that it was Song Yu, and immediately turned on the phone, his eyes still staying on the dazzling cakes.
Song Yu's speech speed was much faster than before, as if he had just finished something, "Where are you now?"
"Me?" Lezhishi thought he hadn't seen the news. "Airport. I'm a bit hungry now. There is a small cake shop here. It smells so good, so I came in."
He was afraid that Song Yu was worried, and said to him in advance, "Don't worry, I won't eat randomly."
"I see." There seemed to be another person talking on the other end of the phone. Song Yu answered him a few words. The store was too noisy, and Lezhi was a little confused. He wanted to go out, but ran into a porter head-on, carrying two large bags of flour. When the two collided, the flour bag on his shoulder shook suddenly.
"Hey, hey, be careful!"
The two clerks rushed to support them, "I was scared to death, but fortunately I didn't hit it."
But there was a large amount of flour on the flour bag, which suddenly shook into the air and was sucked in by Lezhishi. He held on to the glass cabinet, bent over and coughed violently.
"Lezhishi, what's the matter with you?" Song Yu's tone changed on the phone, "What happened?"
He also wanted to answer, but his willpower was compressed by the thin air, somehow he accidentally hung up the phone, and he couldn't hear Song Yu's voice.
At first, the clerk thought he was choked, and immediately ran to pour him water. Coke coughed and became weaker, his breathing became loud and anxious, and his back against the cupboard seemed to slide down.
"It's okay!"
"Are you an asthmatic?"
He had difficulty breathing and could not give any response. He tried hard to reach the backpack on the suitcase, found a small bag from it with difficulty, dumped all the contents on the ground, and hurriedly flipped through it to find help. The spray, sucking the medicine.
Hurry up, he didn't want Song Yu to worry. He wants to call back quickly.
Some people gathered around and looked at him, but when Lezhi's eyes were a little lost, I felt like I was constantly sweating. Fortunately, with the medicine, his symptoms gradually improved a little, at least he had the strength to lift his hand and remove the scarf from his neck.
The scarf was placed on his lap and Lezhishi leaned weakly in front of the cabinet. The clerk brought him a glass of water and asked him if he needed to call an ambulance.
Le Zhishi shook his head and took the water thankfully, but he didn't have the strength to drink it, so he could only put it on the ground temporarily.
Sudden asthma caused him to lack oxygen and his mind was dizzy. He kept breathing deeply, and dreams of airplanes appeared in his heart again and again. Negative emotions were like stagnant water after the rain, spreading little by little.
He sat on the cold floor, took out his phone and called Song Yu, raised his head and made an unlikely wish for the informal Christmas tree, but it quickly disappeared in his mind.
"The number you dialed is currently in a call, please try again later..."
Le Zhishi guessed that Song Yu was beating him, so he hung up and waited for a while, but their tacit understanding was really messing up at this time.
"The call you are calling is..."
Hanging up again, Le Zhishi bowed his head in frustration and chose to wait silently. His nose was a bit sore, and he kept adjusting his breathing, trying to sound better when the call was connected.
For about two or three seconds, the darkened phone screen suddenly lights up.
A small light was lit in Le Zhishi's heart, and he was about to switch on, when he suddenly heard the familiar voice that he longed for.
"Lezhishi."
When Song Yu arrived at the door of this cake shop, he saw Le Zhishi sitting on the floor at first glance. He turned his face towards Song Yu, the cold light made his face pale, the sweat on his forehead gleamed very finely, and his lips were white, like dry and discolored roses.
Lezhishi's eyes were very confused. He thought he was hearing hallucinations, or even delusional visions after the onset of illness. It wasn't until Song Yu, whose eyes were so flustered that it was unreal, that he ran over and hugged him under everyone's eyes, until he smelled a good smell on his body and could bury his face in his shoulders, that he believed what was happening before him.
"Are you okay?" Song Yu sweated on his forehead, as if he had been running for a long time, and his palms were very hot. He touched Lezhishi's face and confirmed his heart rate. "Did you have an asthma attack just now? I took the medicine. right?"
Le Zhishi nodded ignorantly. He didn't know that Song Yu, who had clearly said that he would return to school the day after tomorrow, appeared here at this moment. Looking at his face, he was a little surprised.
Sure enough, the dream was the opposite, and it was him who was found.
"Song Yu." Le Zhishi called his name very lightly, "Why are you here?" Like a dream, he leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
Although this Christmas tree was so shabby that it didn't even have a star or light, it generously fulfilled his wish.
The author has something to say: My brother is not in Changsha, he flew there specially, Lele was delayed for several hours at the alternate airport
I won’t be photographed and posted on the Internet, and I won’t be seen by acquaintances. This probability is too small.