Lovers Always on the Counterattack

Accepting the heavy task entrusted by Zhou Mo, White Satin immediately began to study the sketches of the equipment provided by him, and moved into the residence where Zhou Mo is currently settled. This approach is due to the fact that this sketch is extremely confidential to prevent secret disclosure; on the other hand, it is convenient for him and Zhou Mo, the original designer, to discuss the progress at any time, so as not to detour.

Bai Satin had no objection to such an arrangement. He was returned to his shop by a lieutenant. He settled the old master carpenter, arranged several pieces of clothing, and brought his usual tools.

On the way, the lieutenant who claimed to be Song Ying showed great enthusiasm and curiosity for Bai Satin, and White Satin pushed the boat smoothly, asking a lot of news from his mouth.

According to Song Ying—of which a lot of fanatical worship was omitted—General Zhou had the idea of ​​making such a device long before he was sentenced to prison, but he intended to use it against the North Hu people, but the situation suddenly changed. He had been assigned to a wild place before he had found a craftsman.

Even though he was extremely disappointed with the court, General Zhou still did not give up his thoughts, because he did not design these devices to flatter the court and gain fame, but for the tens of millions of soldiers on the battlefield.

After rebelling against the imperial court, General Zhou restarted the process of manufacturing equipment again. Unfortunately, they searched all the way, but they did not find a craftsman who could perfect the design sketch. General Zhou and them were disappointed again and again, even some Doubt whether these ideation sketches are just silly dreams.

——The appearance of white satin gave them a glimmer of hope.

"Brother Bai, don't have too much pressure. The difficulty of this matter is well understood by both the general and us. Even if we can't make it, I will thank you for it!" Song Ying smiled brightly and raised his hand and patted Bai Satin shoulders.

White satin was photographed with a sting, and he quickly stabilized his body and nodded earnestly: "I have been deeply impressed by General Zhou's righteousness and righteousness. Let me tell you that my father also served under the general, and I respected the general since I was young Endlessly, he will do his best to help the general achieve his wish. "

I heard that White Satin was the son of a comrade in arms, and Song Ying treated him even more kindly, and could not help but mention a few words to this little brother who will live with Zhou Mo for a long time in the future: "Although General Zhou looks very serious, I don't like joking, but I have a gentle personality. You don't have to be afraid of him. No matter what the problem is, just say it directly. The general likes this kind of crisp person! "

White Satin nodded again and again, and then wondered: "Is the general serious? I think he is very approachable."

Song Ying groaned for a moment: "It was about seeing the same thing as the little white brother. The general's smile looks a lot more today. He even made fun of the little white brother's name, which really surprised us!"

Speaking of this embarrassment, the white satin did not have some blush, embarrassing sneer.

Seeing his appearance, Song Ying smiled and comforted: "Little Brother Bai doesn't have to be shy. We are all from poor people. We all have small names, what are weird ones, and they are very casual. These generals are also You know, even some people's names are still taken by the general! "After a pause, he was a little confused," But the general never made fun of our little names, so today he laughed for this, we only So surprised. "

Speaking, Song Ying looked up and down the white satin, raised her eyebrows slightly, and pinched the white satin's cheeks: "It must be because you look so handsome, even more beautiful than the most beautiful girl we have ever seen. Peugeot, this name is even more interesting! "

The joke didn't fall, but Song Ying stiffened suddenly. He was vigilant and turned his head, holding the sabre in one hand and holding the handle in one hand, but he couldn't wait to pull the knife out, but his seriousness turned into a flattering moment, a dry cough A cry: "Uh ... General?"

Bai Sang looked for the news, and saw that Zhou Mo had no idea when he had left from the county council. At this time, he was standing at the gate of the house with his hands up and down, with a serious expression.

Song Ying quietly let go of his sabre under his intense gaze, and uncomfortably wiped the **** that once pinched the white satin cheeks on his clothes, but found that his general's sight seemed more piercing.

"Song Ying." Zhou Mo said in a deep voice. "Since you are so busy, you still have time to tease others here, it is better to help organize and register the supplies."

Song Ying was terrified: "Don't be a general! You know I hate those trivial things, and I have a headache when I look at the numbers! Please be merciful!"

"Since you're not good at it, you can't even escape. Only with a lot of training can you make progress." Zhou Mo gently fluttered at him, unmoved, "Go!"

"... Yes." Song Ying wailed and offered a gift to Zhou Mo, and then left with her tail crumbling like a mourning dog.

Seeing that the obstructive person had gone, Zhou Mo slowed down, and walked in front of the stunned white satin. His tone was soft: "Sorry, my men are all big and rude, they have nothing to say and do, and they hit the little brother. "

White satin turned back and quickly shook his head: "No matter, no matter!"

——Although he was just a little displeased because of Song Ying's frivolous action, at this moment his heart was full of sympathy for him.

Zhou Mo smiled slightly, raised his hand and made a "please" gesture: "I've ordered someone to clean up the room. You can see if you are satisfied. What else needs to be added?"

White satin did not expect Zhou Mo to settle him personally, and he was somewhat flattered at the moment. He followed Zhou Mo to visit a place where he would live for a period of time in the future, and he sounded good-not that he was polite to Zhou Mo, but This arrangement was so thorough and meticulous that it couldn't pick out any mistakes, and it was more in line with his mind than Bai Sang himself prepared.

After thanking Zhou Mo, Bai Sang couldn't find any topics to ease the embarrassing atmosphere between the two-he has always been unsociable, and daily work is focused on working and communicating with customers. The carpenter came forward, and now he was even more at a loss in front of Zhou Mo, who had a high weight and strong momentum.

Zhou Mo looked at the cramped appearance of Bai Satin, sighed slightly in his heart, reached out and pulled him to the table and sat down, and took out the scroll with sketches: "I came here in person, on the one hand to See if you are satisfied with this arrangement. On the other hand, you also want to hear your opinions on these devices as soon as possible-you said that you already have some ideas, can you tell me?

Hearing Zhou Mo's reasonable and reasonable explanation, White Satin immediately dropped the helplessness, took a few pieces of white paper, and began to explain his ideas and corrections to Zhou Mo.

After mentioning the topic he was good at, White Satin quickly focused. While writing and drawing on paper, he straightened out his thoughts. His tone became more and more firm, his thoughts became clearer, and he became completely uneasy. Throwing it behind his head, he kept rushing out of control.

Unfortunately, another listener, Zhou Mo, was not very attentive. His face was serious. He nodded from time to time and asked a few questions, but his eyes kept on the white satin holding the pen's slender fingers and slender neck. , White cheeks turning-I also stared at the small part that had been "stained" by Song Ying, and I wish I could wipe it twice with my eyes, so as to erase the imprint that did not exist but was very annoying .

This white satin is the simple dress of a working people, and his character is more old-fashioned, which makes Zhou Mo feel quite novel. However, he was not full of joy because he saw the different faces of his lover. On the contrary, Zhou Mo has been a little crazy since he came to this world.

White satin has always lacked roots in love. When the two first met, even when they were in an information explosion and open and diverse world, he wasted the power of the two bulls and tigers to make the other party truly enlightened. Now, the two have reached the conservative and occluded ancient world, and the white satin has been completely sealed with memory. Without the bonus of the love at first sight, Zhou Mo really didn't know how long he had to suffer before he could hold the beauty again.

What's more important is that in this era, there are quite some things that are worshipped by gods and ghosts. Zhou Mo can't show too much abnormality even in front of white satin. He can only make himself more gentle, so as not to scare himself. The little lover made him more afraid to approach himself.

In order to fall in love with each other logically, Zhou Mo was so distressed that he was not so upset that he was sent to prison and started from exile.

However, it is useless to be anxious. The road must be taken step by step, and the lover must eat one bite at a time. The only thing Zhou Mo can do now is to boil the white satin ribbon around the warm water and boil the frogs subtly.

And manufacturing military equipment is a good reason. Zhou Mo has prepared for this for a long time, even at the expense of defying the rules, and inventing something that does not belong to this era.

However, although he took out the sketch, he deliberately changed it into a mess and was full of errors, but the real perfection was made by the white satin that is considered by the standards to be the indigenous of this era, so it is not too big. Basket-after all, this is not the first time Zhou Mo has drilled a loophole, and the technique is naturally quite skilled, and he has a good grasp of proportion.

While listening to the story of White Satin with all his heart, he had to think about the bright future of his lover while he was flying away. Zhou Mo soon saw that White Satin put down his pen and reddened his cheeks slightly: "Um ... That's all I can think of. Is there something wrong with the general? "

"Very good!" Zhou Mo immediately caught the scattered mind back, nodded earnestly, and his face was hard to conceal the excitement, "I think your idea is very good! It's worth a try!"

Hearing that his opinion was accepted and agreed, White Satin was also very happy: "Then I will start making models tomorrow!"

"Okay." Zhou Mo looked at White Satin with a smile, and said softly, "You worked hard."

The white satin cheeks turned red, and he glanced slightly: "It is an honor for Caomin to serve the general."

Looking at the look of shame like that of white satin, Zhou Mo felt itchy palms. He raised his hand, trying to touch the opponent's head, or pinching his cheek like Song Ying, but restrained for a long time, but finally put his hand on the white satin shoulder and patted it gently. Take: "Without being so polite, you are the first person who understands my sketches, and is my only confidant. I don't want to be born like you. In the future, you and my brother will be commensurate, and I will call you." Brother Xian, you call me Brother Zhou, how about it? "

——Thinking about it, I always think it's still too cheap Song Ying, let's add some workload to him!

Regarding Zhou Mo's proposal, White Satin felt somewhat overstepped. After all, everyone else respectfully called Zhou Mo a "general", and he was just an ordinary citizen, and he really couldn't afford the "brother Zhou".

However, looking at Zhou Mo's eager anticipation, Bai Satin did not know why he could not say no. He nabbed for a long while, and finally nodded gently: "Well, Brother Zhou."

Zhou Mo smiled with satisfaction and finally raised his hand, rubbing his white satin's head like he loved his younger brother, and looked at that white tender cheek for three seconds.

——Well, Song Ying's workload doubled again!

Song Ying, who was so busy in the storeroom: "……………… ???? !!! QAQ"