Although he looks mature and rational on the outside, Duan Hengye's personality also has a very childish side.
For example, now Duan Hengye is very much like a child who kept promises to his parents that he would not watch TV again, but waited for the other party to go out and picked up the remote control again. As soon as the door of the office was closed, he transferred the picture on the light screen back to the file, and then continued his work.
Although Duan Hengye's work and rest have been very chaotic recently, but when the time came, the robot in the office still delivered his breakfast through the special robot channel according to the previously set program. Duan Hengye's desk was very large, and there was nothing on it except a lighted screen.
The location where the breakfast was placed was a little far from Duan Hengye and the light screen facing him. So Duan Hengye, who was caught up in research again, didn't notice that while he was working, the robot helped him put breakfast on the table again.
After working hard, time flies by quickly. I don't know how long it took, but Duan Hengye, who had finished part of the work, finally looked away from the light screen. Duan Hengye's shoulders and arms were already very sore at this time because he had been looking at the screen in one position for a long time. He sat up straight, then unconsciously reached out and tapped his shoulder hard.
It was also at this time that Duan Hengye finally saw the breakfast on the table. The meals of the institute are uniformly matched by nutritionists. Not only do they taste good, but the appearance and color matching are also very pleasing to the eye. So after seeing a few white porcelain plates on the table, Duan Hengye realized that he was already a little hungry.
Seeing this, Duan Hengye stood up from his position, and then stretched his waist. Due to the large size of the desk, it was even difficult for Duan Hengye to reach the breakfast in front of him from where he was sitting. So after getting up, Duan Hengye spared the desk, and then went there to pick up the milk and bread that had been cold for an unknown time.
Although the Institute does not advocate extravagance and waste, of course, breakfast will not only have these two simple items. Duan Hengye chose to pick them up, not only because they were not affected by heat and cold, but also because they were more time-saving.
So after standing and eating the bread, Duan Hengye sat down at the desk again. At this time, the robot offered him another cup of coffee, and the whole room was once again wrapped in that mellow aroma.
Up to now, even Duan Hengye himself does not remember how long he has been working continuously. Sitting down to face the data again, Duan Hengye couldn't help feeling sleepy. He yawned, then rested his chin lightly on his palm, and began to slowly look back at his work records just now.
Although Duan Hengye's office is connected to a lounge, but recently, he has made do with lying on the table more than once. After eating, Duan Hengye's spirit couldn't help drowsy, and sleepiness was hitting him.
Just as Duan Hengye's eyelids couldn't help fighting, and he was thinking of lying down here for a while, a reminder popped up again in his light brain - someone was applying to enter the office.
Every time he received this prompt, Duan Heng Nightclub would first click on it to see who was coming. However, because he was really sleepy now, after seeing this prompt, Duan Hengye was lazy for the first time and didn't click on it, but directly clicked the button to open the door.
This point came to him, and there was probably no one other than Su Mingge.
Duan Hengye, who had just almost fallen asleep, even moved half a beat slower. After pressing the door button, he first closed his eyes gently to relieve the soreness caused by looking at the light screen for a long time, and then turned his eyes to the light screen. Move past the door.
"Su..." After looking up to see who was standing at the door, Duan Hengye swallowed the second half of his sentence completely.
Why is Meng Jinhuai here? Duan Hengye couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gently rubbed his eyes. And after confirming that the person who appeared in front of him was not his own illusion, he finally blinked at Meng Jinhuai's position with a surprised look on his face: "...Is there something wrong with the document?" Duan Hengye really thought about it. No way, apart from this reason, Meng Jinhuai would suddenly come to him for some reason.
After all, as a military marshal, Meng Jinhuai's daily life is only busier than himself. If it wasn't for something serious, Duan Hengye didn't think that the other party would choose to suddenly change the planned itinerary.
After hearing Duan Hengye's question, Meng Jinhuai did not answer. As he got closer and closer, Duan Hengye finally said... Why does Meng Jinhuai's expression seem a little serious
It was obvious that he was drowsy for a second, but after seeing the other party's expression the next second, Duan Hengye's sleepiness was instantly frightened away. Although Professor Duan is not a person who is very good at brainstorming, but seeing Meng Jinhuai's rare serious expression, he still thinks of countless possibilities in an instant.
However, after seeing Duan Hengye's nervous appearance, Meng Jinhuai finally took back his serious expression. Meng Jinhuai stood opposite Duan Hengye's desk, and then suddenly sighed at him. After entering the door, Meng Jinhuai noticed that in the corner of Duan Hengye's desk, there was a pile of breakfast that he had obviously hadn't eaten, and the strong smell of coffee that could not be dissipated in the air. Obviously, he should have dealt with it casually again.
When he sent the message just now, Su Mingge had already explained Duan Hengye's office and his current state in detail. But after coming here, Meng Jinhuai realized that not only was Su Mingge's words not exaggerated, but he was even saying it euphemistically.
When he first entered the door and saw these pictures, Meng Jinhuai couldn't help but feel a little anger in his heart. It stands to reason that the Marshal is usually rational and calm, and he is rarely really angry, let alone because of this "trivial matter". And got angry.
But no matter what his mood was just now, when he got closer and saw Duan Hengye sitting there who couldn't help dozing off, the anger in Meng Jinhuai's heart disappeared in an instant.
Standing opposite Duan Hengye, Meng Jinhuai also sighed softly at him, and then said softly to him, "You can't just focus on work and not your health."
After speaking, Meng Jinhuai sat on the chair opposite Duan Hengye, then hesitantly continued to speak to him: "... The results of the last medical examination were not optimistic, you should have paid more attention to rest than others in your work and life. ." Having said this, Meng Jinhuai looked up at Duan Hengye, "How many hours have you been working continuously?" he asked.
Duan Hengye is not a person who is good at lying, not to mention that his acting skills and "mind-reading" ability are far worse than Meng Jinhuai's. So after hearing the other party's question, Duan Hengye bit his lip lightly, and then answered honestly, "It might be more than ten hours... I haven't calculated it."
It was different from the way he looked when he was just chatting with Su Mingge. In the face of Meng Jinhuai's question, Duan Hengye actually felt a guilty conscience, so he didn't speak as confidently as before.
After hearing Duan Hengye's tone, Meng Jinhuai did not continue the topic just now. He got up and glanced at Duan Hengye's breakfast, and then he couldn't help frowning and said to him: "The work will never be finished, and the hardest time for cracking the files has passed. The best thing you should do now is to go back and have a good rest. Yes, I will continue after I recover my spirits."
Hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye glanced at his light screen with some hesitation. But before he could continue to say anything, Meng Jinhuai was completely frightened by Meng Jinhuai's words, "You must listen to me." Then he obediently stored the file and turned off his brain.
... As a marshal with countless soldiers under his command, Meng Jinhuai's tone would suddenly feel oppressive as long as his tone was a little colder. Although Duan Hengye was not Meng Jinhuai's subordinate, this move was also very effective for him.
Although he didn't come to Duan Hengye's office many times, Meng Jinhuai also knew the structure here. Meng Jinhuai knew that Duan Hengye had lived here for a long time before, and as the dean's office, there was no shortage of everything here. But after Duan Hengye got up, Meng Jinhuai continued to say to him, "Let's go back to the residential area, you need a good rest."
Meng Jinhuai's tone left no room for Duan Hengye to refute.
In fact, in most cases, Duan Hengye is not a person who easily compromises. But whoever told him subconsciously knew that his behavior in the recent period was indeed not very good, so Duan Hengye did not refute Meng Jinhuai's words.
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Some of the staff outside Duan Hengye's office had seen Meng Jinhuai before, but no matter what, the Marshal appeared behind you silently during your working hours. No matter how you thought about it, it was a terrifying thing.
A few minutes ago, Meng Jinhuai suddenly appeared at the door of Duan Hengye's office, and after seeing him, all the chatter in this office area stopped immediately. Not only did Meng Jinhuai have a strong aura as before, but there was even a faint low pressure around him... So although the Marshal was standing in front of him, no one dared to greet him at the scene.
Because of his appearance, the atmosphere in the office area became stagnant for a moment, everyone held their breath involuntarily, and then watched Meng Jinhuai walk into Duan Hengye's office.
And after the silver-white door was slowly closed, no one dared to speak, and even everyone still maintained their previous posture and dared not move. But at the same time, the internal chat system of Ye Tian Empire Mecha Research Institute suddenly appeared a large area of screen swiping.
Those who swipe the screen are all from this office area without exception.
About ten minutes later, a beep suddenly came from the quiet office area. Anyone familiar with this voice knows that it means that the door to Duan Hengye's office is about to open. So after hearing this voice, the staff who were still fishing for a second immediately turned their attention back to their work interface... Then, they used the corner of their eyes to poke at the door secretly.
After a while, the door of the office opened, and Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai walked out together. Because he had been working at the door of Duan Hengye's office, everyone had unknowingly become accustomed to his recent state. So this time, everyone's attention was focused on Meng Jinhuai.
Different from the serious look on his face when he entered the door, just ten minutes later, the corner of Meng Jinhuai's mouth suddenly raised a small arc. Even the "black air" that surrounded Meng Jinhuai just now had disappeared. Everyone can see that Meng Jinhuai's mood has also improved visibly.
Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai stopped talking after they went out, but a transparent barrier was formed between the two. Obviously they are in the same space with the two of them, but everyone feels that they are excluded from the two of them...
Although I haven't been home for a while, because of the robot's care, the house has been kept in a state where people can live at any time. Although it wasn't that far from the research building to the residential area, Duan Hengye's stomach also suffered a dull pain after a long delay because he no longer focused on his work along the way.
Although Duan Hengye deliberately endured it, his subconscious pressing on his stomach and his slightly wrinkled eyebrows still made Meng Jinhuai discover something abnormal.
After entering the door, Meng Jinhuai naturally took off the black military jacket he was wearing, and then hung it on the hanger at the door. Meng Jinhuai glanced at Duan Hengye, who was sluggish because of an upset stomach, and then said to him, "A-Heng, sit on the sofa to rest for a while, and then go to sleep after eating."
Meng Jinhuai's voice was extraordinarily gentle when he spoke. After he finished speaking, he gently touched the top of Duan Hengye's hair. In fact, Duan Hengye had discovered early on that, although he was usually serious and could not be more serious, Meng Jinhuai had a pair of "smiling eyes".
Now Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai are very familiar with each other, but when Meng Jinhuai was talking just now, Duan Hengye saw the other party's expression up close and was killed by touching his head, so the whole person couldn't help but become a little dizzy. Hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye replied, "Oh." Then, as the other party said, he walked to the sofa and sat down.
After waiting for a while, Duan Hengye realized something...
It seems that he has already stopped the robot responsible for cooking at home, so Meng Jinhuai told him to sit here and wait, what was he waiting for
Duan Hengye couldn't help but stand up from the sofa again, and then looked in the direction of the kitchen. I saw that the Marshal was standing alone in the beige-white kitchen. He gently rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and then bent down slightly to rummage through the room temperature cabinet in front of him.
It seems that Meng Jinhuai is going to do it himself
Duan Hengye couldn't help being a little surprised, but he was more curious. Although his stomach was a little uncomfortable, Duan Hengye walked towards the kitchen after drinking the hot drink just brought by the robot on the table.
Hearing the footsteps, Meng Jinhuai also turned around. He looked at Duan Hengye with a smile and then said, "Although my cooking skills are not as good as Professor Duan, I still have to give some face later." Meng Jinhuai said this. The words were deliberately said in a joking tone, especially when the three words "Professor Duan" were mentioned, the smile on his face could not help but expand.
The recent period of work has been too busy, Duan Hengye has not been as relaxed as he is now for a long time. So after listening to Meng Jinhuai's words, he rarely cooperated. I saw Duan Hengye pretended to think for a while, and then said to Meng Jinhuai, "Okay, barely."
Perhaps because of the prolonged lifespan, the "childishness" of young people in this era is also heavier than that of Earth and lasts longer. Although Duan Hengye is now well-known in Interstellar, if looking at his age alone, he completely fits the word "young".
In the eyes of those who knew Duan Hengye, he always had a calmness and maturity that was rare in his current age group. Probably because Meng Jinhuai knew about Duan Hengye's childhood experiences. After seeing Duan Hengye like this, Meng Jinhuai's mood became better.
The kind of drug that the royal family used to monitor can cause emotional dullness in the person who takes it by affecting the brain and nerves. Meng Jinhuai knew that the toxins in Duan Hengye's body were still deposited, and the damage to the other body by those drugs had not been cured. But after a period of metabolism and physical development, the effect of drugs on his emotions is gradually weakening.
Although after drinking the drink, Duan Hengye's stomach was not as uncomfortable as before. But when he was talking, Duan Hengye still subconsciously supported him on the bar with one hand. Seeing Duan Hengye's actions, Meng Jinhuai stood up temporarily and closed the door of the constant temperature room.
Meng Jinhuai turned and walked towards the living room, then brought the cup of hot drink over. "If you want to stand here and watch, drink a little more." Meng Jinhuai told him.
Despite the ups and downs, Meng Jinhuai has lived in the top star family since birth. Ever since he was a child, Meng Jinhuai has been surrounded by a bunch of robots, taking care of everything in his life. It stands to reason that people who grew up in such an environment should wear clothes, stretch out their hands and eat and open their mouths.
But Duan Hengye knew from a long time ago that although Meng Jinhuai's movements were a little rusty, he still knew how to cook. After seeing his natural movements now, Duan Hengye realized once again that Meng Jinhuai was very careful when taking care of people.
Although the movements are not as skilled as Duan Hengye, Meng Jinhuai's steps are still very clear. After handing the drink to Duan Hengye, Meng Jinhuai began to prepare the raw materials for a while. The nobles of the Yetian Empire were taught strict etiquette and behavior since childhood, and Meng Jinhuai was no exception. What he is doing now seems to have nothing to do with the two "nobles", but in Duan Hengye's eyes, Meng Jinhuai's movements are equally incomparably elegant.
There was a high stool next to the bar outside the kitchen. After standing there for a while, Duan Hengye sat on the stool. After noticing that Duan Hengye had been looking at him seriously, Meng Jinhuai also temporarily slowed down his movements. He turned around and asked Duan Hengye, "What is Ah Heng thinking?"
"...I was thinking, did you learn these things when you were young?"
Although he didn't say everything, Meng Jinhuai still understood what Duan Hengye meant. Meng Jinhuai carefully washed the vegetables on his hands, shook his head and said to Duan Hengye: "No, Nan Zhuxing's situation was much worse than it is now when I was a child. In addition to the basic courses, the usual courses are about mecha. The knowledge. Now these..." He paused and continued, "I have learned it myself in recent years."
After Duan Hengye heard Meng Jinhuai's answer, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
As a marshal, Meng Jinhuai's impression of Interstellar has always been self-disciplined and strict. Although there are countless admirers, and there are a lot of resumes and video records from childhood to adulthood, no one seems to know what Meng Jinhuai's leisure activities are.
... No, it seems that Meng Jinhuai is not in the same dimension as the words "entertainment" and "leisure" at all. That's why Duan Hengye was so surprised after hearing his answer now. In fact, not only ordinary people who are far away from Nanzhuxing and the military, but even familiar with him, sometimes they can't help but deify Meng Jinhuai in their hearts.
But now, after hearing Meng Jinhuai's answer, Duan Hengye suddenly peeped at the "mortal" side of the other party.
In fact, Meng Jinhuai is not "born to belong to the battlefield" like those articles on Xing.com. He also loves ordinary life. Even in rare spare time, Meng Jinhuai will study how to cook carefully, and always pay attention to the state of the people around him.
This is the side of Meng Jinhuai that other people in the interstellar do not understand, and this side can only be seen by himself.
Thinking of this, Duan Hengye couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart. His eyes were still following Meng Jinhuai's movements as before, but after thinking of this, he finally couldn't help but chuckle slightly.
Although Meng Jinhuai was washing vegetables, Yu Guang was also paying attention to Duan Hengye. After seeing his expression, Meng Jinhuai's heart softened. He took out the washed dishes, then put them on the bar next to Duan Hengye and said, "Okay, don't worry about it if it's ugly."
After chatting with Meng Jinhuai and drinking a little hot drink, Duan Hengye's stomach also felt a lot more comfortable. Meng Jinhuai was not very skilled at chopping vegetables, so the speed was also reduced a lot, but Duan Hengye didn't seem to be in a hurry, but sat there quietly, watching the other party's movements.
Time slipped away in this intermittent chat. Although both of them participated in the recent file cracking work, when preparing the meal, Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai were very tacit understanding and neither of them mentioned it. If someone else was also in this house and heard the content of the chat between the two, they would never have imagined that the two would be the military marshal and the dean of the Mecha Mecha Research Institute—their conversation and the interstellar ordinary husband. There is no difference.
Although Meng Jinhuai has a good grasp of the steps and the heat, but after all, he lacks practice. After being busy for a while, Meng Jinhuai finally cooked a table of simple home-cooked dishes. Although the speed is a little slower, the thermal insulation equipment of Who Calls Interstellar has excellent performance. After all this time, the earliest things to do are still hot.
The only robot in the room that was in charge of housework brought the meal to the table. After washing his hands and sitting at the table, Meng Jinhuai glanced at the time, and then said with some guilt: "Sorry, it took a long time."
"It's alright, alright." Hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye quickly shook his head, took a slightly exaggerated breath and said, "It tastes great."
Duan Hengye didn't say anything against his heart. Although Meng Jinhuai's movements were not very skilled, the smell of these home-cooked dishes was enough to make one's appetite.
Although compared to what Duan Hengye made by himself last time, the things on the table now look a lot simpler. But looking at the things on the table at this moment, Duan Hengye felt as if he could understand why some people like to post some food on Xingxing.com.
In fact, he himself... really wanted to show off.
So after struggling for a long time, Professor Duan finally did something that was extremely inconsistent with his personality. He brought the light brain over, and then used the automatic shooting mode to take a picture of a dining table. After seeing Duan Hengye's actions, Meng Jinhuai was not surprised, on the contrary, he took two steps back gently.
The dishes just made by Jingguan are very simple, but because of the good control of the heat, the appearance of the things on the plate in the photos is very good. Meng Jinhuai steamed two bowls of egg custard just now, each with a small shrimp on top, placed on the edge of a white porcelain plate, which looked particularly beautiful. And because Duan Hengye's stomach was not very comfortable, Meng Jinhuai also cooked a little dragon beard noodles in addition to the stir-fried vegetables.
The marshal is very particular about setting the plate, and with the exquisite tableware, the things in the photo look extraordinarily delicate.
At this time, Meng Jinhuai had already sat back to his seat. Duan Hengye's hand hung over the photo for a long time, and finally... Taking advantage of the excitement, he pressed the send button ruthlessly. After the notification of successful sending appeared, Duan Hengye finally sat back in his seat, then put down his brain and picked up his chopsticks impatiently.
Duan Hengye's taste is not very similar to the popular taste of Interstellar, but it magically coincides with Meng Jinhuai's. Although Meng Jinhuai deliberately made the dishes lighter today, the taste was still what Duan Hengye liked.
Recently, I have been too busy with work, and Duan Hengye would often forget to eat or just make do with it just like this morning. So when Duan Hengye smelled the fragrance wafting from the table, his hunger was finally aroused.
Reaching out his chopsticks, he gently picked some Dragon Beard Noodles into his mouth, and Duan Hengye was instantly activated. After seeing Duan Hengye's expression, Meng Jinhuai couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment in his heart. Obviously the two of them are busy, but when they get together, they will unconsciously become extraordinarily relaxed.
Due to the relatively simple food in general, Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai finished their lunch in no time. Now that the robot has started to wash the dishes, it is already two o'clock in the afternoon when the institute is located. Because of the sudden arrival, Meng Jinhuai still had some work to do, so after eating, he went to the study and opened his brain.
I was a little too relaxed just now, so after seeing Meng Jinhuai's actions, Duan Hengye finally remembered that he still had things to do. But Meng Jinhuai seemed to know what Duan Hengye was thinking, so he directly killed Duan Hengye's thoughts in the cradle.
"Go to rest first, and then work after you get up." The Marshal ordered this.
The sun at two o'clock in the afternoon is always hot, and under such sunlight, people are most likely to feel tired. After hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye also felt a burst of drowsiness. Seeing that Meng Jinhuai did not intend to leave the star of the institute, Duan Hengye finally returned to the bedroom as he said.
Living in the research building for the past few days, Duan Hengye's washing speed couldn't help speeding up a lot. Now returning to the familiar space, although he knew that there was still a lot of work to be done, Duan Hengye could not help but relax due to the influence of the environment.
By the time he slowly finished washing and put on a pure cotton nightgown, it was more than half an hour later. Duan Hengye came out of the washroom yawning, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw... Meng Jinhuai arrived here at some point.
Although Duan Hengye's room was not bigger than the military room, it was still enough space for a desk. Although the use of the desk was not high because the study was next door, it was sufficient. Duan Hengye saw that now Meng Jinhuai had changed into home clothes and sat at the table.
Seeing Duan Hengye come out, Meng Jinhuai nodded at him, and then asked, "I'm working here, so I won't disturb you, right?"
Hearing this, Duan Hengye hurriedly shook his head and said, "Of course not."
"That's good," Meng Jinhuai said, and used the system attached to his brain to adjust the light transmittance of the bedroom window. But for a moment, the room darkened, but it wasn't pitch black either. With such brightness and the gauze curtain, the atmosphere in the room changed from noon to evening.
Meng Jinhuai put down his brain, and then said to Duan Hengye, "Have a good rest."
Workaholics like Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai have always regarded "wasting time" as a very shameful thing. But now, when Duan Hengye was lying on the bed and allowed himself to fall asleep, for the first time he truly felt that "killing time" was also a happy thing.
I have been so tired recently, Duan Hengye fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow.
Time passed by little by little, and the stars outside the window finally escaped to the position below the horizon. I don't know when, Meng Jinhuai, who was working, suddenly temporarily closed the file he was browsing, and he switched the light brain to the homepage of Xingwang.
Meng Jinhuai's hand stayed on the Xingwang search bar for a while, and then typed the words "Duan Hengye" on it. In an instant, Xingwang's interface became crowded, and various news and discussions about Duan Hengye appeared in front of Meng Jinhuai's eyes, but he didn't click on any of them.
Before today, Duan Hengye had never posted anything on his Xingwang account, but everyone's attention to him did not decrease in the slightest. Duan Hengye just clicked a few likes, and the entire Xingwang has been excited for several days, not to mention such a dynamic.
Unlike Duan Hengye, who has almost no concept of Xingwang's social account, Meng Jinhuai still has some understanding of it. But although Meng Jinhuai was mentally prepared before opening it, when he saw the huge number of retweets in Duan Hengye's only state, he couldn't help but be taken aback.
Interstellar netizens are more concerned about Duan Hengye's state than expected.
It was also now that Meng Jinhuai could clearly see the photo Duan Hengye had just taken. It was taken by the light brain from right above the dining table, and the warm yellow light was cast obliquely, which made the picture extraordinarily warm. This wooden dining table was owned by Duan Hengye when he was a child. Although it was well maintained, some traces of the years could still be seen carefully. Such small traces are not abrupt at all, and even blend in perfectly with this picture.
Just seeing this photo, the corners of Meng Jinhuai's mouth couldn't help but start to rise.
The photos have been posted for hours, but comments are still piling up by the thousands per second. Meng Jinhuai opened it. Then choose to sort by popularity.
As a military marshal who doesn't touch the ground on weekdays, Meng Jinhuai almost never wastes his time on comments on Kanxing.com. Anyway, the military has a department that pays attention to this matter. If something goes wrong, he will be notified as soon as possible.
But today Meng Jinhuai was uncharacteristically interested.
Because Meng Jinhuai just posted a similar photo at the same location not long ago, and said it was Duan Hengye's work. So Lord Marshal saw that everyone in the comment area seemed to have already determined that the dishes on the picture were also created by Duan Hengye. After all, these netizens can't see the time spent on the dishes on the table, they only know that the menu looks very good in terms of appearance.
"Ah! Professor Duan actually posted a status, am I not mistaken?"
"Still posting photos? It seems that Lord Marshal has posted something similar before."
"Although I guessed that Professor Duan would remember his social account one day, I really didn't expect that the first status he posted was this!"
After a while, Meng Jinhuai saw that the most popular comments in Duan Hengye's status comment area were almost all of them exclaiming that Duan Hengye "finally remembered the password" or that the style of painting was wrong. occupied.
But in addition to this, there are also comments on other styles of painting. For example, Yu Xinlan's article, although it has just been published, but because of the special status of the commenter, it was still quickly lifted and became one of the most popular.
"Yu Xinlan:
Hahaha, although it still looks beautiful, the dishes are simpler than last time. Professor Duan, have you been too busy recently, so your level has dropped? "
"Meng Jinhuai:
I did it. "
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Meng Jinhuai: also show off