Dense Fog - Chapter 72

Marry, daughter-in-law, wife, son? !

The air of 509 was instantly quiet. Ge Liang and Yuan Sijie, who already knew Wang Ye’s heart, were all shocked by his swift action. Jiang Tan even dropped the book in his hand, and his emotions were directly reflected in the eyes looking at Wang Ye like never before— —Areyou OK?

However, the original creator didn’t know it. He was still painting there. After a long time to create, he has to hurry up to find the feel and state.

Finally, Ge Liang was the first to recover: “Brother Ye, Brother Ye?”

A man who was thinking of his wife, turned a deaf ear to him.

Ge Liang lay on the bed, holding the side of the bed and trying hard to get closer: “Can we start fighting again five minutes later, give me a look.”

The moment I got some inspiration before it formed, Wang Ye stopped the pen, raised his eyes, and tightened his brows as if he was saying that it was because of you that the time for me to marry my wife had to be delayed for another five minutes.

This is the second time that Ge Liang has felt the tremendous pressure brought by the Siberian tiger, but just like when he was on Changbai Mountain, he must be loyal to his ears. This is his destined (crossed out) Ge Liang: “Brother Ye, you are careful Think about it… the prerequisite for saving money to marry a daughter-in-law, is that you have to have a daughter-in-law first?”

Wang Ye pondered for a moment, and looked at him sincerely: “Need it?”

If there are no guardrails to prevent Ge Liang from falling off the bed: “Of course it is necessary. Love is an interlocking road. You have to follow the steps. You click to save all the intermediate links. What is it? I am afraid of the middle. Do you make the difference?”

Yuan Sijie, who was listening, raised his eyebrows slightly. Okay, after learning all the emotional experience of his circle of friends, not to mention, this “sense of mission of a military teacher” is on the line, and even the arrogance has a trace of the arrogance of Erha when he demolished his home.

“The person must be mine,” Wang Ye leaned sideways, putting one hand on the back of the chair, “Sooner or later.”

“Then you have to chase it.” Ge Liang was heartbroken.

“I didn’t say not to chase,” Wang Ye scratched his head a little irritably, “What is the key to chasing him? The little money in my campus card can at most buy him in the school cafeteria, and I can’t eat a few meals. “

You can’t even get enough food and clothing. Why can you give someone a guarantee? Why do you want someone to follow you? The northwest wind between two people tastes better?

Ge Liang made Wang Ye dizzy: “Why don’t you have any money? Your family is bankrupt?”

“That’s not the case,” Wang Ye said, “but I have gone out of the house.”

The air was quiet for the second time.

Ge Liang half-opened his mouth in a daze.

Original Esprit was stunned.

The book that Jiang Tan had just picked up not long ago, he let it go for the second time, and simply picked it up and put it aside, not reading it.

Wang Ye does not sell Guanzi: “Internal contradictions are irreconcilable, and they will disperse at once.” Concisely summarized in 12 words.

Ge Liang is still digesting a huge amount of information.

All the doubts in Yuan Sijie’s heart have found the answer here. Why did Wang Ye suddenly take a long vacation and suddenly ran to Changbai Mountain? Why didn’t the people who have been going straight to find someone to confess when they realized that they liked Lin Wu? Why did they turn out the tablet without warning and say something to start feeding themselves…

Wang Ye is still the same one before, with a strong heart and rapid action.

But after returning from Changbai Mountain, Wang Ye was not the same Wang Ye he used to be. He no longer ignored him, he would think more, think farther, and think more seriously.

Ge Liang finally managed to break through the turbulent wave of information, and he probably understood that Wang Ye had broken with his family, and the “cleaning out of the house” was enough to show his determination.

In the end what happened?

Ge Liang realized for the first time that Wang Ye never seemed to have talked about his family. Even he was rich and handsome, and his family was rich. He was told by other classmates when he was in high school. The gossips in the school forum reversed the output back to the Institute of Mechanical Engineering-of course, Gao and Shuai actually didn’t use it.

Because Wang Ye’s “unwilling to talk more” attitude was clearly visible, so after his highly refined twelve characters, 509 fell into a subtle silence.

At this time, Jiang Tan faintly said: “If you don’t plan to have an in-depth exchange on this issue, can I return to the previous topic?”

Wang Ye spread his hands: “Whatever.”

“Okay,” Jiang Tan nodded, and then asked, “Who is your intended daughter-in-law?”

Ge Liang, Yuan Sijie: “…” I almost forgot that this one hasn’t kept up with the progress of the gossip knowledge point.

“Scheduled?” Wang Ye didn’t like to listen. “What are you talking about?”

Jiang Tan: “You unilaterally define the other party as your partner, but there is no established fact yet.”

Wang Ye: “…”

Ge Liang and Yuan Sijie looked at each other, um, very rigorous.

“Lin Wu.” Wang Ye gave his name openly, without any ambiguity, with a little pride on his face, as if he was saying, buddy, look okay.

Jiang Tan was silent.

The first thought-it was right to put the book away.

From the onlooker angle of Ge Liang and Yuan Sijie, Jiang Tan was not only silent, but also completely bewildered by Chaogang’s answer.

Don’t look at the family affairs and are not happy to talk more, but if you want to talk about Lin Wu, Wang Ye is not sleepy anymore.

“I used to be wondering. They are all my own. At first glance, Lin Wu is more fascinating than seeing you. Isn’t he smarter, more lively, better eyes, and feels better when he touches his hair… …”

Ge Liang: “No, Brother Ye, you have no friends if you want to pull hatred like this…”

“Now that I understand, I didn’t consider him a friend.” When Wang Ye thought of this, his heart was as comfortable and clear as a clear sky, like mountains and flowers, like countless furry ran over and ran over casually.

Ge Liang clutched his heart-piercing chest, and couldn’t help comforting himself-Xi Shi was in his lover’s eyes. After all, he was only in love at the age of twenty, and it was rare to have a few waves in his life.

“Wang Ye, do you really plan to make money from painting?” Yuan Sijie was the first to return to the pragmatic line, “have you done well, we will also help you advise on the style line.”

He hasn’t seen Wang Ye’s work outside of mechanical drawings, and to be honest, he is a little worried.

“It seems that I have saved a few of them,” Wang Ye didn’t think much, clicking the mouse to search through the folder, “It’s a long time ago…”

After a while, Wang Ye finally found the dusty files, clicked on one of them, and zoomed in.

It was one of those that Ge Liang had ever seen.

A huge mechanical ship in the turbulent sea, the hull is composed of mechanical devices, and every part is full of imagination and mechanical beauty. Although it is only a draft of the sketch, it looks like the turbulent wave with the bow of the ship is right in front of you.

Yuan Sijie jumped out of bed and walked to Wang Ye’s computer, Jiang Tan also got up, and when he saw the computer screen, his eyes were surprised, even a hint of surprise.

Even Jiang Tan couldn’t help participating in the “entrepreneurial plan”: “Sketches are definitely not good for business manuscripts. Have you ever painted them?”

The painting must have been painted, but Wang Ye can’t remember if he kept it, so he had to go through all the documents and finally found a color draft.

The last Ge Liang who came over was stunned, he had never seen this before.

Under the haze sky, a desolate mechanical ruin, like an abandoned and dilapidated future city, and a huge psychedelic mechanical cemetery. The colors are not used much, almost all are cool colors, with fine layers, precise and smooth light and shade, and cold and cold. The feeling of apocalypse hits her face.

“Re-register for a Weibo and use it as a hand sign,” Yuan Esprit said decisively. “Several well-known illustration websites have also registered and opened columns.”

Needless to say, with Wang Ye’s technique, why are you still hesitating? This kind of talent is the greatest disrespect for art.

Wang Ye also wanted to publish his work on the public platform, and then take the job, act directly at the moment, without delay, open the webpage and register for Weibo first. But it doesn’t count as re-registering, because he doesn’t play Weibo originally and has no account.

As a result, as soon as he entered “Wang Ye” in the username, he was stopped by two roommates.

Ge Liang: “There is no real name, you have to think of a cool ID.”

Wang Ye: “Wang Ye doesn’t pull the wind?”

Yuan Sijie: “Pull, but there must be a duplicate name, you have to always have a suffix at the end of your name, what 333, 509…”

Wang Ye: “…”

Ge Liang: “Think of an author’s name. This watermark will be added to each of your paintings in the future.”

“I’m not good at this stuff,” Wang Ye leaned back in his chair, giving power generously. “Come on.”

Ge Liang: “With your strength, the future will definitely be popular. Fans will go up. The ID must be cautious. It is best to be high-end and western-style and catchy, good to remember and not to lose connotation.”

Wang Ye: “Speaking of such a bunch, what’s the name?”

Ge Liang: “Midala.”

Wang Ye: “?”

Ge Liang: “Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, Raphael, the three great Renaissance masters!”

Wang Ye: “…”

Yuan Sijie: “Too deliberate, I think we still have to start from the heart. What do you paint for?”

Wang Ye: “Lin Wu.”

Yuan Sijie: “Yeah, so it’s called’Ye Wu’. Wang Ye, Lin Wu, two names are available, both romantic and meaningful, even if you don’t know the deep meaning, just look at the name, the fog in the field , The fog in the wilderness and the fog in the mountains are beautiful.”

Ge Liang: “You are more deliberate…”

Wang Ye glanced at Jiang Tan, who had been meditating, “Give me some advice?”

Jiang Tan: “I think Wang Ye is pretty good.”

Look, he just said it.

Wang Ye was satisfied, turned back to the computer, and started filling in the registration information.

Ge Liang curled his lips, Yuan Sijie shook his head, bored.

“Om.”

The phone on Wang Ye’s desk vibrated suddenly, and the screen lit up.

Lin Wu: Are you still attending today’s evening class?

Wang Ye didn’t really want to go. He came back from Changbai Mountain and was trained by the instructor for a long time. He went out to see Jiang Tianwen. He didn’t want to move at all, but he took the phone and asked Lin Wu without hesitation. Reply: on.

Lin Wu: That’s fine, I’ll go to the cafeteria for dinner after class.

Wang Ye: Good.

I don’t know if I felt the simplicity of Wang Ye’s reply. After a few seconds, Lin Wu asked again: Are you busy?

Wang Ye: No, staying in the dormitory.

Lin Wu: Ge Liang, they are tired after a day of tossing.

Wang Ye: It’s okay, and I’m just waiting.

Standing in a circle next to classmate Wang, Ge Liang, Yuan Sijie, and Jiang Tan were enthusiastic about helping him two minutes ago, and naively thought they could continue the discussion after returning the information for a short time: “…”

Wang Ye: By the way, I want to ask you something.

Lin Wu: Huh?

Wang Ye: I registered a Weibo, what ID do you think is better?

Lin Wu: You don’t have a Weibo account yet?

Wang Ye: No.

Lin Wu: Then it’s the same as your on-campus forum, Wang Ye-509, which is quite distinctive.

Wang Ye: How do you know my number? [Are you peeping at me.jpg]

Lin Wu: Classmate, your ID is almost on the forehead of the word “Wang Ye”. Anyone who knows you can recognize it, okay?

Wang Ye looked up and looked around at his three roommates: “Can you?”

Ge Liang, Yuan Sijie: “Yeah.”

Jiang Tan nodded.

Watching Wang Ye lower his head to continue chatting, Jiang Tan frowned as if back, and Ge Liang and Yuan Sijie looked at each other-why are they standing here? And so cooperatively to Wang Ye’s off-site audience!

Wang Ye: Do you think this sounds nice?

Lin Wu: [I can’t say why it’s cute anyway. jpg]

“Then this.” Wang Ye announced happily.

Put the phone aside, go back to the computer interface to modify the registration information, fill in the follow-up, and register and verify it all in one go.

Little transparent painter, Wang Ye-509 was born.

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Ge Liang, who racked his brains to come up with such an excellent ID as the three masters of literature and art for Classmate Wang, looked at the other two roommates, with blazing eyes that could speak-later on this guy who valued **** and despised friends, wasted his own intelligence and talent. I am a dog!

Jiang Tan, Yuan Sijie: “…”