Thing this morning, I made an appointment with him in the cafe downstairs at home.
Because Lin Anran didn't like to go out, and he usually didn't date too far when he was pounding, the two met downstairs.
Ting Ting was a classmate in his high school, but the two got acquainted only after entering the same university.
Not very familiar, Lin Anran's character doesn't warm up to anyone, so he can barely move after three jabs. It's just that after I graduated, I was doing publishing-related work, and I needed to use Lin Anran from time to time, so the two still rarely maintained contact.
You must know that it is expensive to hire a painter out of the house. A painter with a little level of skill will start at four digits at every turn, which is still cheap.
To be honest, if it wasn't for Lin Anran's friendship, he would still be a little bit too high to receive professional manuscripts like Lin Anran.
To be honest, I would like to ask where I can find such an unknown treasure as Lin Anran.
It is a bit too common to say that treasures are a bit too common. Lin Anran is simply a mine with inexhaustible resources. Whenever the output is not the quality of the gods, it is a matter of earning face when it comes to the hands. The important thing is to never collect any money. .
Even free manuscripts have never been sloppy in terms of quality and details.
Let's put it this way, even brothers have no reason to be so white.
Cheeky like a pounding, I once softened my hand with Lin Anran's paintings, and somewhat embarrassedly said to Lin Anran whether you want to offer me a friendly offer.
What Lin Anran said at the time, he answered two words directly, it was all right.
After being prevaricated by these faint words, the social animal was still thinking about it at the time. He wouldn't be annoyed and angry. After that, he couldn't paint anymore.
He was no longer embarrassed to ask someone for a free manuscript in that week. Who knows that after that week, Lin Anran sent a message asking him why he ignored him.
Seeing the news dumbly, I don't know how to reply.
Only now did he really know Lin Anran.
Ting Ting has a smooth and rolling experience in society, and it is too complicated to see Lin Anran with his eyes on other people. It's true that this person can't speak, and it's true that it's pure and harmless.
Xiao Ran is the most innocent and innocent boy he has ever seen. To be reasonable, even the simplest boys in the current Ba total novels can't write this way.
Ting Ting was very moved, and then hurriedly sent to Lin Anran some of the manuscripts he had piled up on hand.
He decided that in the future, this mine, ah no, this Lin Anran will be his good brother and friend forever.
After getting along, I'm used to pounding myself. Although Lin Anran didn't like to deal with people, and looked like he didn't respond, in fact he simply couldn't speak.
The pounding person is as the name suggests, the whole person is swollen, he is a round and sleek person, has a cheerful personality, and he can eat well in the workplace.
He has gained weight recently, and he can't see his ears from the front.
When Lin Anran saw him today, his attention was focused on the round face, and couldn't help but want to use the compass tool in the software to make gestures to his face to see if the lines are really so round.
"Sit down, sit down." He pounded into a flower and greeted him: "Just order what you want. I'll treat you."
Lin Anran shook her head, with no expression on her face, and sat down opposite him.
With such an attitude, it will inevitably be uncomfortable in someone else's heart, and feel that this person will make a face when he comes up. However, he was so happy that he stuffed the menu into Lin Anran's hands.
Lin Anran finished the election, and the other side greeted the waiter enthusiastically to finish ordering for him. With this set of procedures, it was almost the same. Only then can I hand over the tasks of today to him.
He took a sip of the coffee in front of him, thinking of something, and asked Lin Anran about the morning: "I said, did you slip your hands in that morning movement?"
This morning, Lin Anrans public accounts homepage suddenly posted a software-generated activity, because the emotional status column on his homepage was changed from "single" to "in love", which triggered a wave of fans in the comment area. blessing.
This push is optional. Seeing the dynamic, the first reaction was basically that Lin Anran had slipped his hand.
Lin Anran, doesn't he understand after knowing him for so long? He pounded while serving his cup while joking Lin Anran: "What's the matter, Dabingshan wants to fall in love, too?"
Lin Anran: "I am in love."
Thumping: "Puff"
He stopped it urgently, and the coffee still wetted his clothes.
Lin Anran continued: "I have a boyfriend."
Thumping: "Puff"
He coughed sharply.
"I heard it, I understand it," pounding, coughing, "you, you, you let me slow down first."
Lin Anran quietly handed him the tissue.
That's right, what Lin Anran figured out alone last night was that he didn't plan to hide it anymore. This time he was going to announce the existence of Shang Hao to everyone.
Not an imagined friend, but the boyfriend Lin Anran is dating.
His way of solving problems is completely different from ordinary people. He did not choose to prove, instead he covered it up more strictly to prevent others from snooping.
Lin Anran acquiesced that he was a freak, so this time he himself had to stand in front of Shang Hao.
Perhaps Dr. Zhous evaluation of Lin Anran was correct. This time it was different from the past. He might be aware of it, and thats why he showed special protection for that "friend".
No need to wait for others to test. He stood up and said it himself.
Ting Ting took the tissue that Lin Anran handed him, and looked at him with curious eyes while wiping his clothes, as if he had just met this person today.
"Did it, boyfriend?" He repeated it, making his words a little more serious, confirming with a rigorous attitude that he had not misunderstood just now.
Lin Anran looked at him and nodded.
"No, you really have an object?" He felt his tone abrupt after he said it. He added: "That's not what he meant, I mean, what does he look like, do you have a photo?"
Unexpectedly, Lin Anran nodded again.
"Have."
His eyes widened. Lin Anran, who looked at the opposite side, took out his phone and tapped a few times, and then really stretched out the screen to show him a photo.
Uh, after seeing the screen, the pounding expression turned into amazement.
It is true that the photo is correct, but why this photo is a sketch drawn by Lin Anran himself.
But the people in the painting...
"Gan, this is too handsome." Thing was stunned, sincerely: "This won't be your own modeling, how come this human being is so handsome, Gan."
Dumpling doesn't follow the financial news like Lin Anran, he just thinks why this person is so handsome.
Lin Anran showed the picture she painted yesterday.
In fact, he had been very nervous just now, his expression was so tense that his facial features were numb, and he was also nervous when talking, and his hand holding the mobile phone was shaking slightly.
He is not used to this form of spreading himself out in front of others. Like a hedgehog forced to expose the soft belly that it has been protecting.
The pounding on the other side still sighed again and again: "Brilliant, Lin Anran, I really didn't expect that you usually don't show up, but I didn't expect it to be someone who does big things in a dull voice! You are so handsome! !"
I didn't think so much. Lin Anran had an object, so he blessed him, and it wouldn't affect Lin Anran's drawing for him anyway.
And that person is so handsome.
So handsome, he is. Thumping was too envious of his face, and bit a handkerchief in his heart.
Although his reaction was a bit exaggerated, Lin Anran consciously felt that the atmosphere had returned to normal, and only then did he slowly let out a sigh of relief.
It seemed that things were not as difficult as he thought.
The dementia of the round head suddenly came out.
Thing this morning, I made an appointment with him in the cafe downstairs at home.
Because Lin Anran didn't like to go out, and he usually didn't date too far when he was pounding, the two met downstairs.
Ting Ting was a classmate in his high school, but the two got acquainted only after entering the same university.
Not very familiar, Lin Anran's character doesn't warm up to anyone, so he can barely move after three jabs. It's just that after I graduated, I was doing publishing-related work, and I needed to use Lin Anran from time to time, so the two still rarely maintained contact.
You must know that it is expensive to hire a painter out of the house. A painter with a little level of skill will start at four digits at every turn, which is still cheap.
To be honest, if it wasn't for Lin Anran's friendship, he would still be a little bit too high to receive professional manuscripts like Lin Anran.
To be honest, I would like to ask where I can find such an unknown treasure as Lin Anran.
It is a bit too common to say that treasures are a bit too common. Lin Anran is simply a mine with inexhaustible resources. Whenever the output is not the quality of the gods, it is a matter of earning face when it comes to the hands. The important thing is to never collect any money. .
Even free manuscripts have never been sloppy in terms of quality and details.
Let's put it this way, even brothers have no reason to be so white.
Cheeky like a pounding, I once softened my hand with Lin Anran's paintings, and somewhat embarrassedly said to Lin Anran whether you want to offer me a friendly offer.
What Lin Anran said at the time, he answered two words directly, it was all right.
After being prevaricated by these faint words, the social animal was still thinking about it at the time. He wouldn't be annoyed and angry. After that, he couldn't paint anymore.
He was no longer embarrassed to ask someone for a free manuscript in that week. Who knows that after that week, Lin Anran sent a message asking him why he ignored him.
Seeing the news dumbly, I don't know how to reply.
Only now did he really know Lin Anran.
Ting Ting has a smooth and rolling experience in society, and it is too complicated to see Lin Anran with his eyes on other people. It's true that this person can't speak, and it's true that it's pure and harmless.
Xiao Ran is the most innocent and innocent boy he has ever seen. To be reasonable, even the simplest boys in the current Ba total novels can't write this way.
Ting Ting was very moved, and then hurriedly sent to Lin Anran some of the manuscripts he had piled up on hand.
He decided that in the future, this mine, ah no, this Lin Anran will be his good brother and friend forever.
After getting along, I'm used to pounding myself. Although Lin Anran didn't like to deal with people, and looked like he didn't respond, in fact he simply couldn't speak.
The pounding person is as the name suggests, the whole person is swollen, he is a round and sleek person, has a cheerful personality, and he can eat well in the workplace.
He has gained weight recently, and he can't see his ears from the front.
When Lin Anran saw him today, his attention was focused on the round face, and couldn't help but want to use the compass tool in the software to make gestures to his face to see if the lines are really so round.
"Sit down, sit down." He pounded into a flower and greeted him: "Just order what you want. I'll treat you."
Lin Anran shook her head, with no expression on her face, and sat down opposite him.
With such an attitude, it will inevitably be uncomfortable in someone else's heart, and feel that this person will make a face when he comes up. However, he was so happy that he stuffed the menu into Lin Anran's hands.
Lin Anran finished the election, and the other side greeted the waiter enthusiastically to finish ordering for him. With this set of procedures, it was almost the same. Only then can I hand over the tasks of today to him.
He took a sip of the coffee in front of him, thinking of something, and asked Lin Anran about the morning: "I said, did you slip your hands in that morning movement?"
This morning, Lin Anrans public accounts homepage suddenly posted a software-generated activity, because the emotional status column on his homepage was changed from "single" to "in love", which triggered a wave of fans in the comment area. blessing.
This push is optional. Seeing the dynamic, the first reaction was basically that Lin Anran had slipped his hand.
Lin Anran, doesn't he understand after knowing him for so long? He pounded while serving his cup while joking Lin Anran: "What's the matter, Dabingshan wants to fall in love, too?"
Lin Anran: "I am in love."
Thumping: "Puff"
He stopped it urgently, and the coffee still wetted his clothes.
Lin Anran continued: "I have a boyfriend."
Thumping: "Puff"
He coughed sharply.
"I heard it, I understand it," pounding, coughing, "you, you, you let me slow down first."
Lin Anran quietly handed him the tissue.
That's right, what Lin Anran figured out alone last night was that he didn't plan to hide it anymore. This time he was going to announce the existence of Shang Hao to everyone.
Not an imagined friend, but the boyfriend Lin Anran is dating.
His way of solving problems is completely different from ordinary people. He did not choose to prove, instead he covered it up more strictly to prevent others from snooping.
Lin Anran acquiesced that he was a freak, so this time he himself had to stand in front of Shang Hao.
Perhaps Dr. Zhous evaluation of Lin Anran was correct. This time it was different from the past. He might be aware of it, and thats why he showed special protection for that "friend".
No need to wait for others to test. He stood up and said it himself.
Ting Ting took the tissue that Lin Anran handed him, and looked at him with curious eyes while wiping his clothes, as if he had just met this person today.
"Did it, boyfriend?" He repeated it, making his words a little more serious, confirming with a rigorous attitude that he had not misunderstood just now.
Lin Anran looked at him and nodded.
"No, you really have an object?" He felt his tone abrupt after he said it. He added: "That's not what he meant, I mean, what does he look like, do you have a photo?"
Unexpectedly, Lin Anran nodded again.
"Have."
His eyes widened. Lin Anran, who looked at the opposite side, took out his phone and tapped a few times, and then really stretched out the screen to show him a photo.
Uh, after seeing the screen, the pounding expression turned into amazement.
It is true that the photo is correct, but why this photo is a sketch drawn by Lin Anran himself.
But the people in the painting...
"Gan, this is too handsome." Thing was stunned, sincerely: "This won't be your own modeling, how come this human being is so handsome, Gan."
Dumpling doesn't follow the financial news like Lin Anran, he just thinks why this person is so handsome.
Lin Anran showed the picture she painted yesterday.
In fact, he had been very nervous just now, his expression was so tense that his facial features were numb, and he was also nervous when talking, and his hand holding the mobile phone was shaking slightly.
He is not used to this form of spreading himself out in front of others. Like a hedgehog forced to expose the soft belly that it has been protecting.
The pounding on the other side still sighed again and again: "Brilliant, Lin Anran, I really didn't expect that you usually don't show up, but I didn't expect it to be someone who does big things in a dull voice! You are so handsome! !"
I didn't think so much. Lin Anran had an object, so he blessed him, and it wouldn't affect Lin Anran's drawing for him anyway.
And that person is so handsome.
So handsome, he is. Thumping was too envious of his face, and bit a handkerchief in his heart.
Although his reaction was a bit exaggerated, Lin Anran consciously felt that the atmosphere had returned to normal, and only then did he slowly let out a sigh of relief.
It seemed that things were not as difficult as he thought.
The dementia of the round head suddenly came out.
