Ruan Yu almost lost his grip on the phone, hesitating to type: "May I ask, is there any part of this case that requires a video interview?"
"Um."
She felt a chill in her heart. Last night I thought it would be nice not to have to face each other, but today Flag said he would fall.
Ruan Yu looked down at his pajamas and pajamas, and quickly replied, "Sorry, it's not convenient for me right now."
"how long?"
Such succinct questions are indeed deterrent, and it is impossible to accurately judge the tone through the screen. Ruan Yu even feels that he seems impatient.
Thinking that she had only missed an appointment for an hour, and that she was hypocritical to video or not, it was really unreasonable, so she had no choice but to boast: "Ten minutes later."
Didn't see Xu Huaisong say yes, it took her a long time to realize that the default timer has started
Ruan Yu quickly put down his phone, took off his pajamas, and casually grabbed a chiffon shirt with lotus leaf sleeves and put it on his head. After wearing it, he felt a little see-through, so he took off the lining again.
It was too late to change into her pajama pants. Considering that the video could ignore her lower body, she turned her head and ran to the dressing table.
The person in the mirror was pale because of the exhaustion and haggardness of the day.
no.
It is said that you can't lose in front of your ex-boyfriend. The difference between "ex-boyfriend" and "ex-boyfriend" is just one word, isn't it half a catty? How can it be so sloppy.
Ruan Yu took out plain face cream and applied it to his face, then covered his eyes with some concealer, and finally applied a thin layer of water-red lip glaze. When he was about to finish the job, he glanced at Liu Hai, and the alarm bells rang in his heart.
The bangs are too oily, and it's too late to wash her hair, but the fluffy powder she brought for emergency seems to have been used up two months ago.
Two minutes left.
She rummaged through the box for a while, and could only unscrew the loose powder and throw it on her hair.
In the last 30 seconds, she ran to the living room and turned on the computer, gasping for breath and typing, "Lawyer Xu, I can do it here."
The other end was still for fifteen seconds before a video invitation was sent.
Ruan Yu adjusted the camera angle with one hand, rubbed his face with the other, tried to smile, and then pressed the accept button.
Xu Huaisong appeared on the screen.
He was wearing a simple and decent white shirt with all the buttons and the two cuffs left untouched. He was flipping through a stack of documents with his head down.
He didn't look at her, he was completely working, Ruan Yu heaved a sigh of relief.
If possible, she hoped not to have any eye contact with him.
But as if hearing the lucky voice in her heart, Xu Huaisong raised his head the next second. She immediately sat upright and greeted him: "Hello, Lawyer Xu."
"Hello, Lawyer Xu" sounded like "Hello, Chief."
Xu Huaisong's eyes flicked to the screen, and he nodded to her like the chief, then bowed his head again, flipped through the documents and said, "Miss Ruan's manuscript is a bit long."
It was only then that Ruan Yu discovered that he had printed out the information she had passed on last night, and it was two thick stacks.
Her heart tightened, and she said calmly: "It's okay, just take your time."
Xu Huaisong really read the manuscript slowly.
Contrary to his calm demeanor, Ruan Yu folded his arms, tense like a primary school student listening to a class, and fixed his eyes on the screen, carefully observing the changes in his expression.
She was afraid that he would see a passage that would suddenly create a sense of familiarity.
But Xu Huaisong didn't do anything other than turn the page, and seemed to be reading other people's stories.
Ruan Yu slowly relaxed.
This relaxation made him notice his surroundings.
It looks like a study over there, with simple furnishings, tables and chairs in cool tones, and a dark bookcase at the back that is neatly lined with books, several of which are staggeringly thick.
On his right side, a corner of the dark floor-to-ceiling window was faintly exposed.
The sun was shining brightly in the East Eighth District, but the West Eighth District was still in darkness.
Ruan Yu stared at it for a while, and his usually bad cervical spine became stiff. He twisted his neck to move, but was quickly caught by the other side.
Xu Huaisong raised his head, and suddenly met her eyes.
She jerked, twisted half of her neck, and forcibly bent her head in a murderous posture.
Ruan Yu didn't know if Xu Huaisong was killed, but she killed herself.
There was a clear click from her neck, and she closed her eyes because of the pain, but she didn't notice that the originally dull eyes of the person on the other side of the screen flickered slightly.
When she opened her eyes, Xu Huaisong had lowered her head again.
A quarter of an hour later, Ruan Yu saw that he seemed to be tired from reading, so he folded up the manuscript, probably intending to continue later, raised his eyes and said to her: "Reverse the production of the palette, tell me what you think."
She cleared her throat, but stopped when she opened her mouth. She lowered her head and found that she had completely forgotten to bring the relevant information from the beginning to the end.
What is she doing, can she be more professional
Ruan Yu paused here, Xu Huaisong seemed to understand, and stretched out his hand to signal her to please. She said "wait a moment", got up and planned to go to the study to get the materials, but when she stood still, she froze, as if struck by lightning.
So what... Her minion pajama pants, it seems that she didn't have time to change
She looked down at herself slowly, but it was useless at this time, she couldn't bear to turn her head to confirm the angle of the camera, raised her head and chest, fought with her left and right feet, and slowly turned away with her hands on the edge of the table.
On the other end, Xu Huaisong covered his mouth with his fist and suppressed a smile. Two minutes later, I saw her change into a skirt and come back as if nothing had happened.
He also returned to his indifferent expression.
In order to hide the embarrassment, Ruan Yu spoke very quickly after sitting down, and went straight to the topic: "A friend in the industry has already made a part of the anti-color palette, and I picked a few typical examples of it, thinking that it can be used as a counterattack direction. "
Xu Huaisong nodded for her to continue.
She opened the information, focused herself, and said: "The first direction is the detail setting category. For example, the canned flowers mentioned by the other party in the color palette, although I did publish that description after the other author, but after turning over You can see it in Chapter 7... "
Xu Huaisong then turned to the relevant chapters.
She pinned her obstructive hair behind her ears, made a circle with a highlighter on the document, and pointed it at the camera: "I made a foreshadowing for this position, saying that the heroine likes sunflowers and lavender. But this foreshadowing was published in Before the other author mentions these two kinds of flowers. That is to say, the order of appearance does not necessarily count.”
Xu Huaisong nodded, indicating that this direction is okay.
After being affirmed, Ruan Yu continued: "The second direction is plot setting. For example, what I wrote in Chapter 10 is the rivalry between the leading actor and several supporting actors."
Xu Huaisong turned to the corresponding page number again.
Ruan Yu paused, feeling a little guilty, because this was a completely real experience.
In the first year of high school, the study pressure was not so great. There were a few naughty boys in Class 10 who were particularly rowdy. They thought the school cafeteria was unpalatable, and went over the wall to buy fried chicken every three days.
Once, she met Xu Huaisong walking with them. One of the boys put his arm around his shoulders and whispered, "Get a ladder after class and put it on the wall by the back door."
She was very surprised at the time, thinking that a person like Xu Huaisong, who is so cold and elegant, who looks like a banished fairy, should have grown up drinking dew, how could he collude with them, greedy for fried chicken to satisfy his appetite
Sure enough, as she expected, he pushed away the opponent's hand, and said in a cold tone, "I'm not interested."
But the other party is simply a bully, and he hooked his hand back: "You don't want to do it? Then hand over your mobile phone to Lao Ruan!"
"Old Ruan" is Ruan Yu's father. Knowing her father's violent temper, she became anxious when she heard it, and wanted to hear how Xu Huaisong planned to deal with it, but the group of people had already turned into the classroom.
There is no way to know the follow-up. In order to prevent Xu Huaisong from falling into a possible crisis, after class, relying on her father's relationship, she took a lot of effort to get a ladder from the logistics and secretly put it on the back door of the school. In the grass, and then brush away the clothes, hiding merit and fame.
Ruan Yu moved this passage into the novel intact, afraid of being recognized.
Seeing that she was out of control for a while, Xu Huaisong asked, "What's the matter?"
She was fascinated for a second, and continued: "This plot, another work also has it, but if you look carefully, the development follow-up and the ink intention are completely different. My version is from the perspective of the heroine, and the follow-up is the incident of the heroine stealing the ladder." , intended to show her crush state of mind."
"But the other author's version is from the male protagonist's perspective, and the follow-up is a psychological description of the male protagonist, saying that he actually likes to eat fried chicken, but he knew that the female protagonist was nearby and felt ashamed about climbing the wall, so he deliberately behaved badly. Cannibalistic fireworks. The purpose of the ink here is to reflect the male protagonist's inconsistency."
Xu Huaisong coughed lightly at the end, picked up the cup at hand, took a sip of water, and said, "This direction is fine."
Seeing that he had no special reaction, Ruan Yu was relieved, nodded and changed his angle: "The third direction is the setting of characters. Although there are many conflicts between the two books, as mentioned in the previous example, in fact, people There is no difference, especially the male protagonist, who is introverted in my version, but in the other author's version... "
She couldn't find an adjective for a while, and was thinking about it, when she suddenly heard a clear "boo", probably Xu Huaisong had received a WeChat message.
He ignored it and motioned her to continue with his eyes.
But before Ruan Yu could speak, another notification sounded from the other end. Immediately afterwards, news kept popping up like life-threatening.
Xu Huaisong frowned and had no choice but to click on it.
Poetry: "Brother, I read Senior Ruan's novel again."
Shi Jingbing: "Mom, it's so funny! Why are you there, what kind of person are you?"
Shi Jingbing: "Did you pretend to be in front of her every day?"
Poetry: "Brother, you are so fashionable, you have already learned how to pretend in that era when the word "pretend to compare" did not exist!"
Shi Jingbing: "Ah, but from this point of view, Senior Ruan likes that style, so be careful not to let the design collapse!"
Xu Huaisong: "..."
He was careful, she said
Shi Jingbing: "Oh, having said that, brother, I do sympathize with you. Don't say that senior sister Ruan may not like you now, even if she still likes you, then the person in her heart is not really you!"
Xu Huaisong couldn't bear to type: "Too little homework?"
Ruan Yu saw that he seemed to be gritting his teeth, his mood was not right, and asked cautiously: "If you have something to deal with..."
"No." Xu Huaisong looked up, and immediately returned to a state of indifference and alienation, "Continue."
As he said this, he felt that "faithful words are harsh to the ear", and it is still necessary to pay attention to Xu Huaishi's reminder, so he opened the search engine casually.
In order to suit the national conditions, he used Baidu and entered: "How to become a cold person."
After clicking "Baidu click", the first item is "Baidu know".
Someone actually asked the same question as him.
He was about to click in to see the details, but he saw the first reply at the bottom: "What are you dreaming of, big brother, if you can ask such a question, you will definitely not be a high-cold nobleman in this life!"
"..."
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