Chapter 79： meet (1/2)

Mr. Shao smiled: "Yes."

Carlos showed a smile, stretched out his right hand, his voice was low and sweet: "Then, happy cooperation."

Mr. Shao was very happy, and he took a moment to shake, holding Carlos' hand and shaking it vigorously, and said excitedly, "Happy cooperation."

The staff next to me looked at this scene and looked back at the painting on the wall in confusion. Although it was amazing for a student's work, is it so attractive? The Brandon Hawker just looked at it for a long time and asked about the author's information before leaving.

Carlos narrowed his eyes slightly, stood still, and motioned for the assistant to step forward and remove the painting from the wall.

Then he turned and left.

He raised his left hand and rested gently on the elbow of his right hand, curling his fingers slightly.

This hand is still there.

After coming to this world, it took him a while to gradually readjust to this complete but weak body.

In that world, he no longer knows how it feels to have a right hand.

With the technology and medical level of the empire, regenerating an arm or making a robotic arm is a breeze. Being a high-level aristocrat, he should not allow his body to be defective, but ... Carlos did not regenerate his arm.

He didn't want to forget that moment.

So in this way, remember the pain.

If the young man didn't show up and died under the sword of Jing Sui in order to save him, he should die at that moment, and just losing one arm is the tolerance and gift of heaven to him.

But he would rather not be tolerated, because it would be too costly.

In the last life, the young man died in his hands. In this life, the young man died to save him.

Actually, you still care a little bit about me, don't hate me so much, right? I finally understand what you think of me, but I have no chance to make it up.

That was the only time you were gentle with me.

But so cruel.

My beloved, how can I have the heart to disobey your heart, so that even if you leave, you will be sad and sad?

Carlos took Emperor Star silently with his army, and retired to the Sosa Galaxy. His men did not understand his actions, thinking that he should not give up now, they had paid too much.

But Carlos used his arbitrariness to ruthlessly suppress all dissatisfaction and protest.

He doesn't need to explain anything to others, and doesn't need to care about other people's opinions. From start to finish, he only cares about one person.

Any dissatisfied conservative aristocracy will no longer receive his protection, and Jing Sui will not tolerate them. At this point, reform is the general trend. Once Carlos gave up, no one can stop Jing Sui.

I will make this world the way you want it to be.

You can let go of your fight for power, you can try to pity those ants-like humans, you can let go of your unwillingness and hatred ...

I promised you once, and I can change for you.

I promise you will do it.

If I could do this earlier and change earlier, wouldn't everything happen? Isn't this world good for a long time, and you would like to stay with me?

These Carlos are unknown.

But he knew the boy died because of him, and he knew that was enough.

Since that day, Carlos has never been to Emperor Star, far away from the power center of the empire. He lives in the palace of the Sosa Galaxy, where he and the boy made a marriage contract. Although you were not willing at the time, you promised me Be my wife and lover.

I will not forget this.

Carlos began to live in abundance, then gradually ignored the world, like a laid-back ordinary aristocrat, and then he found that he was unwilling to let go and be content with the status quo, but it was not so bad. He already had enough and should be content.

He will go to Blue Starfish for a period of time in July and August of each year.

In memory of his dead lover.

The intelligent monitoring device recorded the image of the teenager living here at the time, projected in front of him again and again, as if the teenager was still alive, still accompanying him here, and smiling at him, calling his name softly ...

He thinks that's fine too.

You see, even if you are no longer in this world, but I will not forget you, and my love will not fade away with the passage of time.

Until death, take me to your side.

You really are in this world.

My lover, I will find you and never make you sad again.

………………

The school's art exhibition was so successful that Ji Ling was very happy, and then returned to a quiet and busy life again.

After class in the morning, Ji Ling and Wang Yixin went to the cafeteria to eat.

At this time, Zheng Lin looked up at the front and saw Wen Yan walk into the cafeteria. She couldn't help but yell, "Since the last time Yu Xue went out of the closet, no girl had confessed to him. This is really good."

Wang Yixin sighed: "Killing an enemy one thousand damages eight hundred, this reputation spread, how can you make a girl in the future."

Chen Ming said: "It is estimated that he did not intend to be a girl at all? People have not been in love for four years in college."

Ji Ling is very convinced by the gossip of this group of people. People say that women gossip, in fact, men gossip is not too much.

Hey, wait, how does it feel like Yu Xue is going this way?

Wen Yan slowly walked in front of Ji Ling and smiled: "Excuse me, can I sit here?"

Ji Ling said for a moment, "Yes, you can."

Wang Yixin, Zheng Lin, and Chen Ming stuttered: "Yu, Yu Xue is good." After talking, he squinted and ate, just talking about the gossip behind his back. At this moment, the three have a little imagination, and Yu Xue must not have heard Didn't hear it?

Really say Cao Cao Cao Cao is here!

After getting permission, Wen Yan sat down in front of Ji Ling and stared deeply at the boy in front of him.

Although I really want to show my heart directly to young people, there are some things that are inconvenient to be known, and we can't do whatever we want based on our own heart. He didn't mind his reputation, and the woman who refused to confess with that excuse, but he couldn't ignore the reputation of the teenager, disturbed him and disturbed his peaceful life ... so he restrained his feelings.

Approach carefully.

Although Ji Ling did not participate in the discussion just now, he was always a little uncomfortable in the face of Yu Wenyan, and they were not too familiar to eat at the same table? He paused, wondering, "Senior, do you have anything to do with me?"

Wen Yan brewed for a moment, with a mild smile in Feng's eyes, saying: "I was very inspired after seeing your painting yesterday. I think your style is very suitable for a game I am currently involved in. I want to invite you to participate Production of original paintings and character designs. "

Wang Yixin, Chen Ming and Zheng Lin raised their eyes in wonder, wow! Such a good thing?

Ji Ling was also a bit surprised: "Me?"

Wen Yan nodded and said: "A tactical competitive online game that Beas is developing recently is exactly the future of science fiction."

Wang Yixin and others were amazed again! Deserves to be a schoolmaster at the **** level! He has n’t graduated yet. Everyone is still looking for a job. He can participate in such a large company! And as a group of dead nerds, they are naturally close to the game, and they are envious of it, and the look at Xiang Wenyan is even more worship!

Ji Ling was also a little excited. He hesitated for a moment and said with less confidence: "Me, can I really do that?"

After all, he was a freshman!

Now that the game's original painting market is so saturated, and there are so many hot painters, this kind of thing falls on his head like falling out of the pie in the sky. Isn't the senior looking after him? But they are not so familiar ...

Wen Yan seemed to see his doubts and slowly said, "You have to believe in your strength."

Ji Ling was affirmed and had some self-confidence. He felt that he should not think too much, and he should grasp the opportunity before it. So he said seriously: "Thank you, I will work hard!"

Wen Yan looked at the teenager's bright and bright eyes, full of vitality and beauty, his throat tightened, his voice mute: "You're welcome."

He paused and said, "To facilitate contact, shall we exchange the contact information?"

Ji Ling took no precautions, took out her mobile phone, and smiled happily: "Senior I add you WeChat."

Wen Yan also smiled, "OK."

Wang Yixin and others looked at envy endlessly, and it turns out that talented people are different, not like mortals like them! You see, people do n’t have to go out at all, they do n’t have to submit articles everywhere, and there is a great **** who has come to the door for cooperation! Only freshman can earn extra money!

Follow Xiaoling Ling really opened his eyes.

Seeing that they were adding WeChat exchange numbers to each other, Wang Yixin charmingly took out his mobile phone and smirked: "I'm Ji Ling's roommate. I have always admired you, Yu Xue, can you add me?"

Zheng Lin and Chen Ming stared at Wen Yan with a flattering smile: "We are also your fans, Xue Yu."

Wen Yan smiled a little, and said easily, "Of course it can."

The three cheered for joy and added the WeChat of the Great God.

When Ji Ling and Yu Wenyan's friends saw the name of the other person, his expression suddenly became rigid. The other person's head was simply black, and the name was only two characters: Wen Yan.

He shook his hand and almost thought he was the one added, but it must be that he thought too much! The senior is just writing the last two characters of the name, what's the fuss? StarCraft doesn't need WeChat at all!

Ji Xiaoling gave the senior a supplementary name in the remarks: Yu Wenyan.

Well, it looks more pleasing to the eye.

Wen Yan looked down at his mobile phone, set Ji Ling as a star friend and put it on top, then stood up and smiled and said, "Then I will not disturb you. Regarding the specific details and requirements of the original game painting, I will make an appointment with you for details talk."

Ji Ling smiled: "Okay."

After Wen Yan left, Wang Yixin and other talents resumed Hu Kan and patted Ji Ling's shoulder. "In less than two months of school, I have a good harvest of love. Honestly, my grandmother in this life will not help, and I will serve you."