Ye Anmeng's side face is extremely beautiful, especially her black and satin-like hair hanging behind her shoulders, her exposed swan neck as white as jade, her pure and breathtaking eyes as pure as mist, and Lips like rose petals.
She sat quietly on the chair, concentrating on using the carving knife in her hand to carve something on the light brown wooden board. Her slender fingers were as white and tender as green onions. From time to time, she used her free jade hand to push away the broken hair on her forehead and gently brushed them away. He gently put it behind his ears so that he would not be disturbed, then he pressed one hand on a spot on the light brown wooden board, carved one stroke at a time with the other hand, and then swept the sawdust into a simple and compact basket that was pressed against the wooden board.
This is a woman who is beautiful in every move, quiet, elegant and extremely charming. Zhou Yan was distracted for a while, and he finally discovered what Ye Anmeng was carving.
There are no tones, or there are only background colors in the wood board paintings. There are flowers, trees, sun and moon coexisting, as well as high-rise buildings, street lights, streets, oceans and rivers, mountains and rivers. The wood boards are a bit large, accounting for almost two-thirds of the painting. Under the clear lines of the table and table, Zhou Yan could clearly see that this painting was very special. It seemed that many things that were easily seen in ordinary times were incorporated into the painting, regardless of time, place and logic, and even a little stiff. .
Zhou Yan thought it might be nice if he could color this painting, but he didn't see any paint or anything like that.
Ye Anmeng was simply carving, and when she was carving, she was very focused, lowered her eyes slightly, and even breathed lightly, as if in time with the rhythm.
Zhou Yan felt that it was impolite to keep staring at people, so he looked up the literature again after looking at it for a while. This was a very tedious task, and it was impossible to achieve a breakthrough all at once. Zhou Yan even missed that future generations would directly use AI to do it. Reading the summary of the literature will really save a lot of manpower.
I don’t know how much time has passed. Zhou Yan is still doing boring excerpting work. Almost half of his notebook has been used. But Zhou Yan felt something in his heart. He looked in the direction of Ye Anmeng and saw that she was also looking at this time. On my own side.
After meeting their eyes, Ye Anmeng pursed her lips slightly.
"Is this related to artificial intelligence?"
"Well, I want to go in this direction in the future and come to the library to check some information." Zhou Yan said.
"Oh." Ye Anmeng responded softly. She seemed to be not good at communicating with others. Unlike her confident road show on the podium, she showed that she was different from her age when getting along with people she didn't know very well. Too consistent and dull.
She dusted off the sawdust, took a large sealed bag from the ground, slowly put the almost carved light brown wood board into it, and then zipped up the bag.
"I'm leaving." Ye Anmeng said.
"Okay." Zhou Yan nodded,
"Senior, can I ask if what you were carving just now was a painting?"
"Yes." Ye Anmeng said softly, picked up the bag and went to the door, picked up a black umbrella and left.
"Quite lonely." Zhou Yan murmured, but he soon realized something. Umbrella? Zhou Yan was startled and looked at the window on the left. Raindrops were pattering on the window. The water marks obscured the light and shadow of the street lamp, and nothing could be seen anymore.
It's a pity that Zhou Yan didn't check the weather forecast, even if it was often inaccurate. No, this is not a problem with the weather forecast. I would be embarrassed to say that I have stayed in Hongcheng without an umbrella every day.
Obviously, Zhou Yan forgot to bring an umbrella this time. If he hadn't seen Ye Anmeng bring an umbrella, Zhou Yan would not have known it was raining outside until he left.
Ye Anmeng has already left, and it is impossible to expect her to come up this time. It's not that there's no other way. It's not impossible to let Shishi drive to pick him up.
But it wouldn't bother her late at night. Zhou Yan chose a faster way, opened the Home App, selected a WeChat bounty community with a large number of people, and placed an order directly after doing some operations.
【029】Borrow an umbrella at the entrance of the electronic lending room b02 of Hongda Library, 20bct.
There are still tens of thousands of bct in the balance, which is what the former president meant when the studio opened the account, and of course he is not expected to spend it all.
Soon there was a beeping sound, which was the sound of a successful order. Zhou Yan saw that there were more temporary sessions in the window interface.
[Sakura in the North]: Hello, the umbrella will be delivered in five minutes. Is that okay?
"The efficiency is quite fast." Zhou Yan smiled and replied: "Okay." [Sakura in the North]: Okay, I'll be right over.
It only took five minutes, and Zhou Yan was waiting at the door. But he suddenly saw Ye Anmeng walking up the stairs again. Ye Anmeng was not surprised to see Zhou Yan.
"Did you not bring an umbrella?"
"I didn't bring it with me," Zhou Yan said directly.
"I'll take you back." Ye Anmeng said.
"Okay, senior sister, wait for me." Zhou Yan immediately turned on his mobile phone, clicked on the order receiving interface to complete the order, and soon bct was settled.
[There are cherry blossoms in the north]:? what's the situation? Zhou Yan replied: Someone gave me an umbrella, and there is no need to refund the money.
After replying, Zhou Yan put down his phone. He felt suddenly in a good mood, especially with Ye Anmeng waiting for him quietly beside him.
"Let's go." Ye Anmeng said. Zhou Yan nodded, Ye Anmeng walked in front, and he followed behind. Although there was an elevator next to her, since Senior Ye preferred to take the stairs, Zhou Yan naturally accompanied her.
There were some wet spots on the first floor of the library. It was obvious that students were coming in at this time. It was unclear whether they came to study or to take shelter from the rain.
Zhou Yan and Ye Anmeng went out, and soon a chill hit them. The rain in Hongcheng is always accompanied by wind, and there are also raindrops coming in from outside. Ye Anmeng opened the umbrella. The black umbrella was big enough to cover two people.
"Where is your dormitory?" Ye Anmeng asked.
"Just send me to the entrepreneurial base next door. I will live there sometimes." Zhou Yan said. Ye Anmeng was surprised, but still nodded and said: "Okay." The two went down the steps of the library. The rain was not very heavy, but you would get wet all over if you were not careful. Ye Anmeng was holding a wooden board in one hand. The envelope was painted, and one hand was holding an umbrella. Perhaps it was this small space that brought Zhou Yan and Ye Anmeng closer. He could smell the fragrance of Ye Anmeng's hair and the gentle body temperature.
"Can every team that enters the innovation and technology class be able to settle down in the entrepreneurial base?" Ye Anmeng's voice contained a hint of envy that Zhou Yan could understand, which was actually quite normal.
"Yeah." Zhou Yan nodded,
"Not only can you settle down in the entrepreneurial base, but you can also receive 100,000 entrepreneurial funds to prepare for the Smart Innovation Cup competition." Ye Anmeng was stunned when he heard Zhou Yan's words.
"Very good." Of course Zhou Yan would not admit that he was the one leading all this. He said nothing more and walked forward against the rain with Ye Anmeng.
The sound of rain was loud, and there was thunder in the sky not far away, but Zhou Yan only saw the light of thunder but did not hear the sound. Maybe it was covered by the sound of rain.
"I heard from Xiaoxuan that the senior sister was once her pen pal?"
"Well, we met each other while exchanging emails on the Internet." Ye Anmeng rarely said more.
"That's quite fate. Does senior sister know where Xiaoxuan is from?" Zhou Yan asked.
"Didn't she tell you?"
"I didn't ask."
"She studied abroad before, and I heard she was from Hong Kong City." Ye Anmeng said. Zhou Yan nodded. Xing Xuan's ability and knowledge were much higher than those of her peers. She indeed had the experience of studying abroad.
Walking on a rainy day was not a good time to chat too much. The two of them walked slowly on the path and seemed a little quiet for a while.
Soon they arrived at the entrepreneurial base. Zhou Yan said to Ye Anmeng, "Senior, just send me to the corridor in front."
"Okay." Ye Anmeng nodded.
"Pay attention to safety." Zhou Yan said to Ye Anmeng when they arrived in the corridor.
"Yeah." Looking at Ye Anmeng's cold back, with the rain hitting her black umbrella, Zhou Yan actually found this back very charming.
But he obviously has a withdrawn temperament and doesn't communicate much. Zhou Yan doesn't know what the situation is. He could ask Ye Anmeng about Xing Xuan, but he couldn't ask Xing Xuan about Ye Anmeng, but he didn't mean to know too much.
Everyone has a story, and sometimes it’s not good to know too much. Zhou Yan went upstairs and returned to the office soon. Although the rain was not very heavy, his shoes and pants were still a little wet. Zhou Yan picked up a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a hot shower. It's an office, but it's been renovated very well. The bathroom facilities are all equipped, and Zhou Yan can still feel quite comfortable.
However, he couldn't go anywhere else to stay on a rainy day, so he could only make do in the office. The cubicle in the office was the place to sleep. Zhou Yan simply didn't care about anything and just took a nap first.
The small bedroom in the office is about 20 square meters. The furnishings inside are very simple, including a bed, a wardrobe, and a desk with a few books. However, when Zhou Yan came in, there was still a refreshing fragrance.
Only he and Shishi lived in the small bedroom. Zhou Yan thought that he should ventilate it regularly, otherwise Xiaoli would be in trouble if he came to check the post.
Zhou Yan quickly closed the door, lifted the quilt and got into bed. After getting wet in the rain and taking a shower, he listened to the sound of rain outside the window in bed. It felt quite good.
But as soon as he got to bed, Zhou Yan couldn't fall asleep again for a while. He picked up his phone and looked at the WeChat messages. His heart moved, and he opened the Home App. He had not added Ye Anmeng's WeChat account, but because he had sent an invitation text message before. Zhou Yan still knew Ye Anmeng's student ID, so he looked up Ye Anmeng's student ID and then applied to add it.
It was not possible to get a reply for a while. Zhou Yan also looked at Weibo, which is relatively popular nowadays, and found that the discussion on Weichao Technology and Penguin on the hot search remained high.
However, seeing the end of the '3q war', which was second on the hot search list, the micro-Q war broke out. Zhou Yan still raised his eyebrows at the topic.
"Originally it was a 3Q war, but now it has become a WeChat project." It is very interesting to think that WeChat was a project of Penguin in the previous life, and now it has been intercepted by him and it is also targeted at Zhou Yan. I am afraid if Xiao Ma knows about this. I was so angry that I fainted, but the key talent that really made WeChat popular was Zhang Long, a project manager with a genius mind, because only the team he led could make WeChat truly successful. Without him, Penguin would not be able to play this strange game. Dating software.
Zhou Yan remembers that in his previous life, Penguin did not give enough support to Zhang Long’s team when it launched the WeChat project. The results of three project teams working on the WeChat project at the same time can be imagined. If Zhang Long hadn’t really made the results, Penguin might not have been able to give them enough support. Enough attention was paid to it. After all, there was already an instant messaging project called QQ. It was actually more risky to add WeChat, which had no clear profit channel, but it really became popular later. Zhang Long became famous because of it and became the vice president of Penguin. .
Although he disrupted the situation in this life and poached Zhang Long, if Penguin paid enough attention, he would not have this chance.
It can be said that Penguin’s lack of emphasis on the mobile market made him cut off a big Hu. Zhou Yan was browsing the news on the Internet with a strange expression on his face.
After all, WeChat Technology Company is just a little-known startup. How can He Dehe get the same treatment as 360? Now that the popularity on the Internet remains high, Zhou Yan estimates that WeChat will continue to appear in the public eye for a while. .
Being famous is not a good thing, especially when you are facing Penguin as soon as you become famous. It can be said that you have a bright start. Zhang Long is at the forefront and has obviously suffered some online violence.
However, WeChat has received more attention this time, and Penguin has even played some publicity role this time. It is conceivable that many netizens who pay attention to Internet information will have ideas about using this product next. Thinking this way, it is actually beneficial There are disadvantages.
Zhou Yan felt like he was in a dream as he watched many netizens express their opinions and views on this WeChat dispute, even going so far as to confront each other.
...Under the dim lights, the rain raised layers of halo curtains. In front of a small house with an area of about thirty square meters, Ye Anmeng, holding a black umbrella, stopped.
She put away her umbrella and listened to the beautiful melody on the piano. Ye Anmeng pursed her lips, as if someone who was not used to smiling suddenly showed a shallow smile. She opened the door with the key.
In the room, a girl with a ponytail was playing in front of an old piano. The melody in the piano was sweet, but when I heard movement, those white but strong little hands finally stopped pressing the black and white keys.
"Sister, are you back?" The voice was a little childish and a little nervous.
"I'm back, An Ning." Ye Anmeng said.
"Sister, is it raining outside?" Ye Anning closed her eyes, but still looked in the direction of Ye Anmeng.
"Well, it's raining. It's raining very hard. There's lightning, and it makes loud noises from time to time. It's very dark, as dark as An Ning can see, but the street lights are very bright." Ye Anmeng came to Ye Anning's house Behind him, let her rest lightly on his belly.
"Sister, I'm going to take a shower. She'll definitely feel uncomfortable being wet." Ye Anning whispered.
"Sister brought a gift to An Ning." Ye Anmeng said with a smile. Ye Anning responded softly and asked curiously: "What gift is it?" Ye Anmeng slowly put down Ye Anning's little hands from the piano keys, then covered the piano, picked up the envelope, opened it, and took out the light brown but withered A wooden board with many carvings on it was placed on top of the piano, and then Ye Anning's little hand was gently placed on the wooden board.
Ye Anmeng smiled and said softly: "Sister drew a picture for An Ning, I hope An Ning can see it."
