Chapter 147

Joanne was stunned: "No."

She wiped her mouth with a paper towel and said, "did I tell you that I know old man Ling very well? It's much better than Ling Yi."

"So this is from father Ling?"

"Otherwise?" Joan turned her head slightly and the pear vortex on her lips flashed: "recently, the old man's piano Association wanted to recruit new people. I helped a little. The old man thought I liked to drink old duck soup, so he sent someone to send one. Is there a problem?"

"That flower..."

"Don't you know chrysanthemums?" Joanne looked surprised.

Huo Chengzhou's eyes moved to take a closer look. The big handful on the bar was indeed colorful chrysanthemums.

It seems that chasing people hasn't sent chrysanthemums yet.

"Cough..." Huo Chengzhou coughed briefly, picked up the spoon and continued to drink the old duck soup: "well, it's really delicious."

Joanne: "

I don't understand what's wrong with Huo Chengzhou. He's quite angry.

After drinking the old duck soup, Huo Chengzhou returned to the window while basking in the sun and handling official business. Joan casually played a song and imported it into the USB flash disk with the computer after recording.

Huo Chengzhou took her actions into his eyes and waited for her to give him the USB flash disk. This time he will take it.

Just until Joan received a group of customers, she still didn't mean to give him the USB flash disk, so he took the initiative to ask, "I just saw you play a lullaby."

"Yes." Joanne made a cup of coffee and brought it to the bar. She turned on the computer and asked casually, "what's the matter?"

"Not for me?" Huo Chengzhou asked directly.

"No." Joanne smiled. A small face with a plain face facing the sky was shining brightly with the sun: "it's for old Ling. He also had insomnia... In addition, don't you need it? You have to play games with your netizens in the evening, don't you?"

Huo Chengzhou choked on her, pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and continued to look at the documents. There was only a touch of depression in his heart, which was difficult to resolve.

Joanne was in an inexplicably good mood. After drinking a cup of coffee, her hand inadvertently touched the codebook that was almost forgotten by her, and then thought of another thing.

I wonder if the trial draft of the bottle has passed.

After hesitation, she opened the original painting design high-end forum. After logging in to her account, she received a message prompt. Her hand touched the screen and found that besides the bottle, she also sent a message to her.

It's been two years. Why did you go

Joanne: "

The reason why she has been avoiding not logging in to the forum is also because the forum has an indirect relationship with her blindness and sharpening her knife

Although she knew she couldn't blame him.

But I can't get through that barrier in my heart.

Even now, she still can't face this man.

She directly ignored his news and turned to the bottle.

Aquarius: [the trial draft has been sent, and the reply to me there is almost the same feeling, but let me study supreme again. You are familiar with supreme, tell me about it.]

The news came in the middle of the night yesterday. Joan replied directly with a quick decision attitude.

Big Joe: [in fact, the supreme principle of painting is: simplicity but not simplicity. The painting style should be atmospheric and simple. Try to use hard lines, but the scenery should be meticulous.]

Big Joe: [the character's words are clothing, which should be considered. The clothing of female characters should not be too exposed, which will appear that the game grade is not enough. The clothing of male characters should be divided into two extremes, one is strong and broad, and the other is flirtatious.]

Big Joe: [there's nothing else. You're so savvy. Go and study it yourself.]

After returning the news, Aunt Liu just entered the door. Joan received her laptop and asked her to help put the flowers in the bottle.

Aunt Liu smiled when she saw a large handful of chrysanthemums: "how can Mr. Huo send chrysanthemums? You child..."