I!The villain in the love drama

"Are you persuaded?" Bai Mengfei asked.

"Well, I was persuaded, and suddenly felt empathy."

"Can the young master of a rich family feel the same way as a daughter from an ordinary family like me?"

"The source of empathy is the person, not the family background." Guang Zichao recalled the memories of the past ten years in his mind, how could he not understand this.

"Persuasion is persuasion, but let me cook dinner, thank you for your teaching."

"You, know how to cook? Shock me." Even though she said words like "shock me," Bai Mengfei still had no reaction on her face, which made people doubt the authenticity of it.

A despicable emotional act that a robot has to pretend to enter the human world.

Guang Zichao complained in his heart, he wouldn't say it out of his mouth, after all he knew that he couldn't match the other party's poisonous tongue, so he nodded immediately and said that he would deliver food to the door.

Half an hour later, when the food was delivered, Bai Mengfei also stopped watching TV and came to the kitchen to handle the ingredients according to Guang Zichao's instructions. Guang Zichao taught her how to pick shrimp threads with toothpicks, but when he After showing her a shrimp, she turned her head and noticed Concubine Bai Meng, who was wearing an apron and whose upper body was trembling unconsciously. She was instinctively resisting this.

In the end, Concubine Bai Meng believed it.

Because Guang Zichao really cooked four dishes that looked good, Bai Mengfei sat on the seat, slowly took off her apron, her eyes fell on the sweet and sour pork in front of her for a long time, picked up Chopsticks, pick up a piece, put it to the mouth and take a bite, and then one bite after another, this is the best comment.

The drink had been left outside for a long time, and it was finally cold. Guang Zichao poured two bottles of Coke into the cup, sat down and ate with Concubine Bai Meng.

On the way, Bai Mengfei suddenly thought of something, put down the cup, and said, "By the way, I also have some professional questions I want to ask you."

"Do you still need me to ask professional questions? Aren't you an expert yourself?"

"It's not about painting, but about thinking. I recently got an offer from a website for a short comic, and the price was pretty good, but this time the subject matter is more about love, so I want to ask you, The idea of ​​the young master holding the moon."

"You really know how to use words. I obviously haven't done anything, and I don't have much experience in love. If you ask me, you are asking the wrong person." Suddenly mentioned this, Guang Zichao was a little shy, and immediately drank his glass. The drink in the middle, turn your head away.

"Well, then take it as a joke. Anyway, the subject matter is really popular only if it caters to both readers and creators. A real doctor may not be able to create a good doctor, and a real lawyer may not be able to create a good doctor." If you make a good lawyer, a person who knows how to fall in love may not be able to create a good love work. Therefore, it is just right to ask you, although you are a beginner in painting, you are very creative in the perspective of painting. Maybe you can give me some good advice." Bai Mengfei gave three examples to attract Guang Zichao back.

"Then what do you want to ask?"

Concubine Bai Meng thought for a while, and first asked: "What should love do?"

"You asked the core question as soon as you came up, so what do you think first?" Guang Zichao asked back.

Concubine Bai Meng said bluntly: "The love works so far, such as Your Name, Son of the Weather, Violet Eternal Garden, etc., all follow a beginning, succession, and will have a hot spot, small love, big frame, use a big frame It’s just that this kind of work is more biased towards the stream of consciousness, and the shocking love is still very shocking.”

"Well, there is nothing wrong with what you said, so let's act." Guang Zichao said.

"Do you think so too? No other ideas?"

"Well... I support what you said. The big frame and small love are really shocking. However, I will be different. Instead of vigorous love, I prefer some ordinary daily love. No There is no sudden world crisis, no bullying, no conspiracy, no family conflicts, no negative incentives, just a very ordinary and interesting time, have you watched the animation "Daily"?In itself, comics only need to be interesting, right? "

"You are easy to be satisfied." Bai Mengfei said in a little surprise.

"Yes, contentment is always happy, of course you can still follow your original idea, this will not trouble you." After Guang Zichao said, he picked up a chopstick and fried the eggplant with sauce, put it in the rice bowl, and then slammed it Take two bites, eat a home-cooked meal, it's really delicious...

Concubine Bai Meng beside her seemed to be thinking. She touched the right pocket of her knit jacket and took out a small notepad from inside. I thought about it and recorded it.

131. Fall in love! (5k)

After the meal, Concubine Bai Meng consciously got up to wash the dishes. After everything was over, she went back to the living room with a pen and paper. A new round of discussion began, which lasted until eight o'clock in the evening.

Guang Zichao helplessly rested his right hand on the armrest of the sofa on the right side, and watched the TV. At this time, an advertisement was playing, but his ears were still ringing about Bai Mengfei's understanding of this topic. At first, he was a little confused. Interested, but as the topic prolongs, and today's excessive energy consumption, he is reluctant to move.

Sitting on the left side of the sofa, Concubine Bai Meng straightened up. The notepad in her hand had already written a full page. She seemed to have a lot of experience. After thinking for two seconds, she raised her head slightly and put the end of the pen in her right hand into her mouth. , biting a little harder, and then said: "Sure enough, it's still too theoretical, shouldn't I also have a relationship, and experience the feelings of it."

Guang Zichao was not surprised after hearing this, but said calmly: "It's better not to harm others, you can die alone forever."

"Puff." Concubine Bai Meng was amused by this sentence, covered her mouth with her right hand, turned her head to look at Guang Zichao, and continued, "Just kidding, just kidding."

"Of course I know it's a joke. Although you will meet someone you like sooner or later, the thought of being liked by you will still make you a little nervous." Guang Zichao said.

"Is it weird being with me?"

"Eh..." Guang Zichao raised his left hand, made a small distance, and said, "It will be a little creepy, after all, you always have an attitude when you speak, ah, you mentioned this, but what are you still talking about?" How many questions? Can it be fast-tracked?"

"It's ready." Bai Mengfei closed the notepad.

Guang Zichao let out a long breath. This peaceful interrogation was finally over, but she was quite polite in fulfilling the entrustment entrusted by others so seriously. After a moment of silence, he continued: "In short, we still follow your Come on with the consistent style. If you like to use cruel content to describe things, you can also describe love affairs. As long as you restrain yourself a little and combine the two, it is completely possible to complete a good comic work. .”

"Well, I think so too, but the editor may still consider grades more."

"As long as the work is done wholeheartedly, the minority will naturally be welcomed by many people. Isn't there a saying before that the creator is like a bus, and readers pay to get on the bus, and they just read along the way. The scenery, and the route you drive is up to you. Readers who don’t like it are their choice to get off at the stop, but if you stick to yourself and continue driving according to the planned route, there will naturally be new ones at the next stop. When the reader gets on the bus, the reader witnesses the author's growth along the way, and the direction of the road is determined by the author himself."

"Hmm..." Bai Mengfei nodded.

"Understood?"

"Well, creators are like a pay bus..."

"Hey, hey, what are you talking about at this time, please stop? It's hard to express the emotions, the important thing is whether you understand what I want to express." Guangzi Chao said with a white look at her.

Immediately, Bai Mengfei roared and laughed twice. Although it was fake, Guang Zichao knew it was true, so she said, "I've heard of this kind of statement for a long time. Anyway, I will stick to it." , Thank you, Guang Zichao, you really helped me a lot by coming today."

"This is just a trivial matter. After all, you brought me into the world of painting. Let's help each other. It's getting late, and I'm about to go back. The manuscript is finished, so you should go to bed early."

"Okay." Bai Mengfei and Guang Zichao got up together, walked out of the living room, and came to the shoe cabinet at the door. Like a robot.

"See you that Monday." Guang Zichao said after putting on his shoes.

"Wait." Bai Mengfei suddenly thought of something, touched her pocket, took out a milk coffee candy, spread her hand to him, and then said, "Add some sugar, be careful on the road."

Guang Zichao looked at the candy, a little surprised, and said, "It's unexpected that you are quite heartwarming."

"Ho Ho Ho." Bai Mengfei smirked again, the kind that just let out a laugh but didn't move her face at all.

Taking away the milk coffee candy in her hand, Guang Zichao kicked his feet, turned the doorknob, leaned out half of his body, the temperature at night was undoubtedly colder, Guang Zichao shivered, and suddenly felt a little regretful. During such a time, wouldn't it be easier to enjoy lying on a recliner with the air conditioner on at home, and it will take a long time to go back...

But it was just such a freeze that made Guang Zichao's brain that was like a paste instantly sober up. He remembered a classic love line uttered by a pink-haired girl in a certain TV series, and then he put the words that were stuck out of the door. She retracted her head, looked at Concubine Bai Meng in the room, and said, "Can I add two more words?"

"can."

"When I was blown by the wind, I suddenly became a little sober. This reminded me of a line, "Love is not about talking, but falling in." This may be the core element of all romance comics. "

"Oh." Bai Mengfei was a little surprised. She had never been in contact with this aspect, but she was still shocked by such a line. After thinking about it, she felt that it was still very powerful. She immediately stepped forward and patted Guang Zichao with her hand. shoulder, and gave him a thumbs up with his other hand.

This should be Bai Mengfei's lively state under "Extreme Power".

Guang Zichao began to understand her a little bit, he laughed a few times in agreement, and then walked out of the gate. Today's journey is finally over.

……

"It's not good to petition again without notice." Wu Qiong muttered, today she deliberately dressed up, which can be said to be a more mature dress, and the earrings were also medium-sized silver. Dolphins, with light makeup on their faces, originally asked Jiaqian and Keya to go together, but this morning, they even said they were all given to Dove.

Jiaqian needs to go back to the company to record a video, and Keya is going to a grand board game festival. She is so cute to play, and it was a bit difficult to make a decision until she heard that there will be a new board game show, and she immediately thought about it Go check it out.

Leaving Wu Qiong alone, at first she thought she had given up, but a thought suddenly popped into her mind, maybe it would be a good thing that the other two didn't come?Could it be God's will?A chance to be alone with Zichao...

Wu Qiong adjusted her breathing. Obviously, the plot in her mind had gone beyond her daily cognition. Thinking about it, it's not bad.

Come here.

She is already standing under Zichao's house, so why not be bolder!She pursed her lips, adjusted her posture, and walked towards the door. At this time, the greeter who was familiar with her appearance immediately announced on the walkie-talkie, and welcomed her arrival, and the receptionist who received the news also trotted over non-stop, Wu Qiong was also flattered to welcome her upstairs, because it was the same last time. Generally speaking, no matter how many times you come here, you will feel very uncomfortable with this attitude!

The front desk swiped her card all the way to send her upstairs. When she got out of the elevator, she still asked about the items she needed. Finally, she put her hands in front of her belly and bowed goodbye.

Wow……

Wu Qiong's family is also quite rich, but they haven't lived such a high level of life. Under such an environment, Zichao can still maintain a good character and quality. It's really... eh?Wasn't Zichao a bad person before, and he became good later, ah, Wu Qiong, what are you thinking?Cheer up, cheer up, don't panic alone, just like in school...

Wu Qiong walked to the door, this time she didn't open the door by herself, but rang the doorbell consciously, she is not Keya, she should be more polite when coming to other people's house.

She straightened her back slightly, adjusted her position, and waited for the people inside to open the door.

After a while, the sound of unlocking came, and as the door opened, Wu Qiong immediately burst into smiles and said, "Zichao, I'll come..."

His eyes immediately fell on the middle-aged man who opened the door in front of him. He had a shiny back hair, a slightly thin figure, wearing a pair of glasses, a light blue suit shirt, and a tie in his right hand. He was also looking at the person outside the door. She, Wu Qiong immediately petrified in place, and she had already guessed the other party's true identity in her heart.

Guang Moling saw the information of some people her son had contacted in school, and recognized her at a glance as the student council president of Zi Chao who played well in school, and it was because of her good play that she became the school manager herself The cousin will take care of her from time to time, and it's always good to be able to add something to the baby's resume.

"Uncle, uncle, uncle!" Wu Qiong was stuck for a long time, and finally called out solemnly.

When Guang Moling heard this, a relaxed smile gradually appeared on his face, and he said in a harmonious voice: "Well, is it a classmate from Zichao School? Come in and sit down?"

"Yes!" Wu Qiong replied, followed by respectfully entering the door, changing shoes, always just following behind Guang Moling, not daring to overtake, when she got to the living room, she slowly sat down in the middle of the sofa.

"Uncle, is student Guang here?" Wu Qiong's narrowed right eye was twitching constantly as she spoke.

Guang Moling's smile became more lively, and he said: "I haven't seen him since I came back, I guess he was out to play, I guess I'm the only one in this house now."

"Ah..." Wu Qiong still maintained a smile on her face, but there was a long sound in her heart, and in the end she could even hear the bubbling sound from her own heart.

Help...Only Zichao's father is at home, what, what is this!Is he the chairman of Guangshi Group?So majestic, with a big back combed...

At this time, Wu Qiong felt extremely regretful in her heart, and she was impulsive, and she didn't expect such a thing to happen.

It's the first time I meet my uncle, wouldn't it be nice to dress up so maturely?Will it leave a bad impression on my uncle?I also specially choose such earrings, ah...

When I looked up, I noticed that my uncle was also sitting on the edge of the sofa, turning his head to stare at him, and his little heart immediately rose into his throat.

Guang Moling looked at the pretty girl in front of her, and thought about the photos that A Fu showed her last time of those girls who had a better relationship with Zichao. There are always a lot of girls like it.

"Want something to drink?"

"No, don't bother you uncle, I can do it myself."

"Oh, do you come here often?"

"Ah! Also, not very often, just three or four times." In fact, it might be more, but Wu Qiong couldn't remember it anymore, so she got up to pour water for herself, and poured a glass for her uncle by the way.

After returning home, Guang Moling looked kindly and kindly. Wu Qiong had heard about the experience of this vigorous and resolute chairman of the Guang Group. Get used to it.

Wu Qiong held the cup in both hands, took a sip, and then said: "Since Classmate Guang is not at home, I will go home first."

"No hurry, just sit down for a while, I still have some time, okay, can you chat with me about what happened to Zichao at school?" Guang Moling smiled lightly.

It really seems like...

After thinking for a while, Wu Qiong sat back on the sofa and told her uncle what she knew about Zichao during this period of time. Among them, she mentioned Zichao's name several times and changed her words immediately, but Guangmoling still Asked about the relationship between the two, she asked her, her face flushed, but Guang Moling was still leaning on the back of the sofa with great interest, thinking about something.

"Even if you like it, it doesn't matter, I am very satisfied with you, Xiao Wu."

"Hey, uncle, what are you talking about, me, I have only been here for an hour."

Guang Moling sat up and said, "I'm pretty accurate. Judging from your statement, Zichao should also be interested in you. Let's develop it. As a father, I don't have any opinions."

"No, do you have any comments..." Wu Qiong asked a little dull.

"Well, I just want him to be happy. It doesn't matter even if he is a hopeless prodigal son. Fortunately, he has finally grown up now. Hearing what you said, Zichao has really changed a lot. "Guang Moling sighed.

And Wu Qiong on the side was also staring at him, thinking about what his uncle said just now, and only wishing him happiness... I didn't expect Zichao's father to be such a reasonable person, Wu Qiong couldn't help being in a good mood, The communication between uncles is also much smoother.

I regretted my decision to come here before, but now that I think about it, I think it was a good choice.

The time passed by one minute and one second, and it soon came to four o'clock in the afternoon. Guang Moling looked at the time on his watch, and it was almost time to leave. Wu Qiong got up quickly, and Guang Moling picked up his coat from the sofa and was about to leave. Turning his head back again, he took a note paper and a fountain pen from the coffee table, wrote down his contact information on the paper, and handed it to Wu Qiong, who took it in a daze.

"If you have any difficulties, you can always find uncle. If you are being bullied, you can also call me. I'll help you teach Zichao a lesson." Guang Moling said with a smile.

"No, no, no, Zi Chao is still very gentle, he, he." Wu Qiong took the note, although she felt much more relaxed, she was still a little nervous when facing her elders.

Guang Moling liked the innocent girl in front of her very much. After putting on her coat, she turned to her and said sincerely, "Thank you for helping me take care of Zichao all this time. I will trouble you more in the future."

"You're flattering me. I just stay with Zichao once in a while. I do some things I'm supposed to do. There's nothing special about it!"

"En." Guang Moling nodded, turned to the door, and when he turned his head again, he showed a playful smile and said, "Little Wu, do you still have time?"

"Uncle, what day do you mean?"

"today."

"It's fine."

"Then help me take care of the house for a while? Until Zichao comes back, I think it's a pity that you finally came here and didn't meet."

"Housekeeper..." Another new decision was made, Wu Qiong was determined to go all out today, and she has come all the way, chatting with Zichao's father for so long, let's just go straight to the end today!Immediately she nodded heavily, Guang Moling touched her pocket, took out a small key from it, put it on the shoe cabinet, pointed in the direction of it in front of Wu Qiong, and then put on the shoes, Straight out the door.

The moment the door closed, everything was quiet.

Wu Qiong's panic also fell suddenly, she walked to the door step by step, came to the shoe cabinet, her eyes fell on the small key on the cabinet.

This is, do you want me to take it away!

Wu Qiong started an ideological struggle again.

.........

Eight forty in the evening.

Wu Qiong's stomach was already growling, she just ate a simple lunch, she was really hungry, Zichao still didn't come home for a long time, could it be that she didn't come back?Do you need to take the initiative to contact me?