God-level Selection System

Chapter 1257

"Which point?"

"A person has a face, and a tree has a skin. You should have heard this sentence?"

"Everyone expresses love in different ways, but in general it is just two words, give!"

"Dali, she spent more than 8,000 yuan and bought a chair for you. She wants to tell you through this price that she really cares about you. In the end, you are not good. You refused so simply, or just in front of you. The face of many people, Dali’s face was blue at the time..."

"Even if you think it's too expensive, if you want to return it, you should say it in another way, privately and vigorously!"

Listening to Ye Chen's words, Zhang Wei fell into silence.

I also seem to realize that my approach is somewhat improper, and did not take into account the feelings of Dali.

The other party gave you such an expensive chair because you want you to understand her intentions, not how good the chair is.

"You are a bit like a friend of mine..."

Ye Chen thought for a while.

"Do you remember the past?"

Zhang Wei tilted his head to look at Ye Chen in surprise.

"A little fuzzy memory."

Ye Chen said: "His name is Xia Dongqing, and he is also an orphan. He has lived in an orphanage since he was a child. Instant noodles is his best friend, and darkness is his most familiar partner..."

"He is a good person just like you."

Zhang Wei sighed long.

"Going to work, think carefully about how to coax Dali, I will let Jade update the information at any time, gun, come on."

Ye Chen clenched a fist and thumped Zhang Wei's shoulder lightly, inflating his breath.

At four o'clock in the morning, Ye Chen left the bar on time, but saw Dali on the way to the apartment, with a pile of wood in her hand.

Caught a night owl.

"vigorously?"

Ye Chen shouted unexpectedly.

"Ye Chen, you are off work."

Hearing the sound vigorously, he looked at Ye Chen.

"Should I say you slept late? Or did you get up early?"

Ye Chen walked over, and then the wood in Dali's hand, "I'll do it."

"thanks."

"What are you?"

Ye Chen looked at the wood in his hand, then looked at Dali, and asked.

"I thought about it, Zhang Wei was right..."

"What he needs now is not an expensive chair, but a tool that can help him progress in his career, so I want to create a very special chair for him."

Explained vigorously.

Ye Chen's expression was startled, Zhang Wei really picked up a treasure, and such a caring girlfriend fell from the sky.

"Ye Chen."

Jade came over from the side of the street, holding several wooden slats in his hands, and waved to Ye Chen.

Seeing the jade, Ye Chen instantly lost his sleep, as if he had been beaten with blood.

"Leave me alone."

Jade and Dali walked on the quiet apartment road, looking around for anything else that they could use.

Ye Chen hugged a pile of wood and followed them.

"Master, master."

Suddenly there was a curvy female voice in Ye Chen's ear, and he immediately turned his head to look.

I saw a white figure standing under the warm yellow street lamp holding an umbrella.

This time Ye Chen saw her face clearly, it was the woman who appeared in his memory before, and he painted her the white flower on her arm.

"Ye Chen, what are you looking at?"

Jade looked back at Ye Chen and shouted.

The white figure suddenly disappeared.

"nothing."

Ye Chen turned around and responded to Jade. Jade didn't seem to see this strange scene.

He suspected that there was something wrong with his spirit, so he saw such an illusion and felt a little nervous in his heart.

...

3601 suite.

Dali came in from outside, just in time to see Zhao Haitang idly chatting with Meijia.

"Zhao Haitang, come and do me a favor."

"Do you want to write a letter of disapproval to Zhang Wei, or borrow my shoulder to cry for a while."

Zhao Haitang talked about dreams and authentically.

"What do you want? Help me move things."

He put his hands on his waist vigorously, his eyes were bright, and he seemed to be in a good mood. "

"I did something that can reconcile Zhang Wei and me."

"You asked me to move what you and Zhang Wei reunited with, have you considered my feelings?"

Zhao Haitang instantly seemed to have eaten a dead mouse, still stuck in his throat.

The three moved into Zhang Wei's office.

This was originally Guan Gu's studio. After he returned to Japan, Zhang Weijiu occupied the magpie's nest.

"what is this?"

After putting things away, Meijia curiously wanted to lift the gray cloth over it.

"Hey, don't peek."

Vigorously stopped.

"God is mysterious."

Meijia looked around and saw that the shape should be a bench.

"It's all here."

Zhang Wei came back from the outside, saw what was brought in by the people, and asked in confusion, "What is this?"

"Zhang Wei, I thought about it last night, and what you said makes sense."

"As a starting office, what you need is not a decent chair, but a tool that can help you develop your career, so I returned the original chair."

Explained vigorously.

"Dahli, you are so kind."

Zhang Wei was a little guilty and authentic.

She rejected her like that yesterday, but she still thought about herself so much.

"Then I got you a new chair."

I vigorously patted the bench road without seeing the true face of Mount Lu.

"Get another one, won't it be more expensive?"

Zhang Wei was surprised and authentic.

"Don't worry, I used the leftover materials from your three chairs, plus the old wood from the waste corner of the community, made with the help of Ye Chen and Jade, and it didn't cost a penny."

Vigorously lifted the gray cloth, and put the cloth on Zhao Haitang's body next to him. He was a real tool man.

Zhao Haitang: I am too difficult.

An extended version of the inclined chair appeared in front of everyone. The light blue and the girlish powder matched each other, dotted with some small patterns, romantic and dreamy.

"80% of the disputes mediated in the love apartment are emotional."

"And Zhang Wei's tilted chair reminds me of a similar design I have seen when I traveled in Nanshan."

Vigorously explain the design inspiration of this chair.

"This chair is called a couple chair, as long as the mediators sit on this chair."

Sit on the chair vigorously, then patted the chair and motioned for Zhang Wei to sit on it too.

The two people sat at the ends of the chair and slid together along the tilt angle of the chair.

"What are you doing, speak well, don't sprinkle dog food..."

Zhao Haitang is heartbroken and authentic.

At this time, it seemed that a BGM sounded. I shouldn't be here, I should be under the car.

"This is the effect of this chair, the mediation parties unconsciously leaning together will cause physical contact."

"Scientific research has shown that physical contact can stimulate the part of the brain in charge of memory more than verbal communication and eye contact, and allow the brain to continue to secrete positive and optimistic hormones."

Continue vigorously.

"Really, this chair reminds me of my date with Da Li." Zhang Wei echoed.

"These contacts will remind the two sides of the days when they depended on each other for support."

"With these shared memories and emotions, mediation will get twice the result with half the effort, so that the conflicted lovers will get back together. Are you still angry with me?"

Looking at Zhang Wei vigorously and asked.

"How come? Little fool."

"puff."

Zhao Haitang seemed to be thrust through his heart mercilessly by a forty-meter-long knife, causing 10,000 points of crit damage.

"It's okay, you continue to show, but I was a man who was rejected a hundred times, haha, hehe."

Zhao Haitang wanted to cry without tears, and ran out with a frantic laugh.

...

At night, Jade had a dream.

In her dream, she was standing on a high platform with a crowd behind her. With heavy drums sounded, the sun rose from the east and set toward the west.

The sun was selflessly scattered on the surface of the sea, and a huge black stone pillar was inserted into the sea, rushing into the sky.

"Emerald."

Suddenly, Ye Chen stood by her side, and the stars shifted, and the day came to the night in an instant.

"what is love?"

Jade asked.

"Love is what I do you will support me, and what you do I will support you."

"Love is that there is only you in my eyes, and you only have me in your eyes."

A little white rabbit hopped to Jade's body. Jade squatted down and touched it gently twice.

"What a cute creature..."

Looking back at Ye Chen again.

"Will you love me forever?"

"will not."

Ye Chen's complexion suddenly became cold.

A white flower suddenly appeared in his hand and pointed towards the emerald. From the petals, the gray mist invaded like a snake.

Jade got up, the figure quickly backed away, and the hair hanging on her cheek flew, and a little green light flashed around her.

In the sky, a huge hole appeared, constantly devouring everything around it.

"Crack."

The picture shattered like glass.

A baby who was still in the swaddling clothes fell asleep peacefully, Jade looked at her pityingly, and couldn't help reaching out to touch her cute pink face.

When Emerald woke up from a dream, he touched his cheek, wet, and touched the pillow again, the same.

Turning on the light, a large tear stain appeared on the pillow.

"What's wrong? Jade."

Dali felt the dazzling light, opened his eyes dazedly, sat up from the bed, and saw Jade staring at her pillow blankly.

"Dali, I had a dream, I really want to cry."

Jade plunged into Dali's arms all at once, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

"Okay, okay, it's just a dream."

Vigorously and gently patted Jade's back to comfort her.

...

On the top floor of the No. 3 love apartment building, the owner of the No. 8 pawnshop is looking at the silver splendor in the sky.

"We failed, and he resisted the temptation again."

The female assistant said beside him.

"We did not fail. He has no other choice. The eighth pawnshop has already taken a fancy to him."

The pawnshop boss said.

"But I also felt a strange force in the love apartment."

"What is it?"

"It's fleeting, I haven't had time to perceive its source."

The pawnshop owner frowned.

A flock of crows flew into the night sky and heard an annoying "quack".

...

Hu Yifei asked someone to decorate the house, but the other party sent two people who didn't understand Mandarin at all.

After a wave of magical communication, Hu Yifei successfully owned two doors in her bathroom and helped her to seal the windows by the way.

"My trigeminal nerve hurts!"

Hu Yifei's face is unlovable.

"Teacher Hu, don't be angry, think for the good. Other people's toilets have only one door, which is easy to be crowded in and out. Your toilet has two doors, one in and one out, which is ventilated and atmospheric."

Zhao Haitang persuaded.

"Do you really think there are nine gates in your house, and you are the admiral of the nine gates?"

Hu Yifei looked at Zhao Haitang, with an urge to throw him downstairs.

It really doesn't hurt to speak while standing.

"There is also good news. Although they knocked on the wrong wall, it was not a load-bearing wall that they knocked off. It can be restored in the future."

"More importantly, the location of the load-bearing wall is incorrectly marked in the room type map you got before. You can change the room type in the future."

Vigorously relieved Yifei.

Hu Yifei rolled his eyes.

"What I need now is not to change the room type, but to change my fate..."

"How old is it, there are still people who don't understand Mandarin!"

"What's so strange, my Guangdong customers can't speak Mandarin."

With a book in his hand, Zhang Wei is studying painstakingly.

"Mr. Hu, or let them stop coming tomorrow."

Strongly recommended.

"I told them not to come, and they don't understand."

Hu Yifei was very discouraged and said: "Besides, the two of them are actually quite good, good-tempered and quick to work. They smashed a door for you in minutes and sealed a window for you. I don't know what to do. Tell them..."

"Hey, Zhang Wei, aren't you learning Cantonese, or you should try it."

"Hey, how can this Cantonese and Fudong language be the same?"

"But it doesn't matter. I am a lawyer, and communication is my strength. For labor disputes like dismissal of workers, I can fix it with a few eyes and expressions."

Zhang Wei has an authentic mind.

"Lawyer Zhang is so good, demonstrate?"

Zhao Haitang looked lively and authentic.

Zhang Wei closed his eyes, shook his head, and then waved his hand from back to front.

Looking at Zhang Wei vigorously, his face was doted and his smile was brighter than a flower.

Hu Yifei took a deep breath: "I really understand it."

"I used to learn a kind of yoga that can concentrate energy, which can stimulate the language learning area of ​​the brain in a short time, and greatly improve language memory and learning ability."

"There are only a few hundred words used in daily communication. I can learn Fudong language while doing yoga. Maybe it will come in handy."

Enthusiastically and authentically.

"I don't care if you are brushing your face, dancing, or yoga, as long as it can be done, I welcome it, but as soon as possible..."

"If I smash two more walls, my new house will become a pavilion."

Hu Yifei said with a worried look.

...

The next day, Zhang Wei brewed a night, and confidently went upstairs to talk to the decorator. Dali and Jade also followed behind him, ready to watch the show.

As a result, there was no wool used, but a door was added to Yifei's wall.

There was a sound of music, and Zhao Haitang came to help again. The two decoration workers and Zhang Wei were all attracted by the sound of guitar.

Jade stayed in place, looking at the big hole in the wall, suddenly there was a strange feeling in his heart.

It seems that as long as you do it yourself, everything can be restored to its original state.