Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 20 Confused
After returning to the room, Jiang Qing took a hot shower immediately. When he came out after drying his hair, he found that the mobile phone he had placed on the desk was on and the screen was emitting a ripple-like blue light.

"Oh, great master, I have good news for you."

When Thirteen's voice sounded, Jiang Qing immediately had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"what happened?"

He walked to the desk and looked down at the screen.

"Look, handsome Dr. Jiang, Su Mang just suggested in the Taohuawu chat group that we hold a retro fashion show tomorrow. I've already replied to your message and agreed."

"I noticed that your heart rate has been high tonight, and you are in a state of constant pleasure. I can tell you that you will be very happy with this kind of activity. What do you think, Master? Am I very smart?"

Hearing Thirteen's proud voice asking for credit, the veins on Jiang Qing's forehead twitched.

"Thirteen, vintage fashion show, where did I get the clothes?"

Jiang Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke in a bad tone.

"Oh~ Dear Dr. Jiang, don't worry, the production team will send the clothes over."

"By the way, they've decided that everyone will get changed and ride their bikes tomorrow morning. We'll camp outdoors first and then hold a fashion show in the evening."

Jiang Qing couldn't help but shudder when he learned that the whole day tomorrow was fully scheduled.

If Thirteen had a physical body, he would definitely let it know what a fist as big as a sandbag looks like!

"Thirteen, don't make decisions for me without permission next time!"

Suppressing his anger, Jiang Qing warned patiently.

"Hmm? Master, am I doing something wrong?"

"It's good to know."

"Well, I can clearly sense that you are very happy today."

"That's just a symptom of collective behavior."

"But according to my analysis, when you face Zhou Ye, you are not..."

"Thirteen."

"Ok?"

"Shut up."

"Alright! Handsome master, go to bed early!"

Looking at the dimming screen, Jiang Qing couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

This bastard is becoming more and more like Yang Wei.

He went back to bed and lay down. He caught a glimpse of the star-shaped hairpin on the bedside table from the corner of his eye, and a pretty little face appeared in his mind.

Cute, sweet, with stars in her eyes when she smiles...

Then, Jiang Qing suddenly came to his senses, shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

He just came here for vacation, and he will have nothing to do with the entertainment industry after the show. He just appreciates beautiful things.

Jiang Qing kept reminding himself.

He reached out and turned off the light in the room. When everything returned to darkness, silence instantly enveloped the space.

I don’t know how long it took, but the moonlight poured in through the window, and a pair of obsidian eyes were reflected and sparkled.

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Before the morning mist dissipated, the retro bicycles prepared by the program team were lined up at the entrance of the village.

Jiang Qing leaned on one leg to adjust the bicycle bell. The sound of metal striking startled the early birds on the branches.

Zhou Ye was holding a pearl-white bicycle decorated with tassels, her skirt lifted and dropped by the morning breeze, like a butterfly hesitating whether to come forward and say hello.

"Your hairpin."

At this time, Jiang Qing pushed the cart closer, hooking the silver hairpin with her fingertips.

The morning light passed through the hollow starlight, leaving tiny spots of light on his palm.

"I saw it at your place yesterday and was wondering when you were going to give it to me."

Not daring to look directly at Jiang Qing, Zhou Ye joked as if nothing had happened.

When she reached out to take it, Jiang Qing suddenly retracted his fingers.

"Use it as a hair accessory during the fashion show. It will complement your pearl necklace."

Zhou Ye was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at his face. "Yeah!"

Their eyes met, and feeling the gentle smile in Jiang Qing's eyes, she nodded heavily and grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

The familiar smile appeared again, and Jiang Qing couldn't help but laugh along.

He was wearing a retro floral shirt today, paired with light-colored jeans. His smile gave people a ruffian feeling, which was completely different from his usual style of a science and engineering man, which made Zhou Ye dazed.

At this time, Wang Sulong whizzed past on a 28-inch bicycle with peeling paint, and the bell-bottom pants hanging on the handlebars almost brushed against Meng Ziyi's newly permed wool curls.

Lamu Yangzi chased after him carrying a wicker box, the bow on the collar of his lace shirt fluttering in the wind.

When Su Mang and Su Qi appeared in ten-centimeter high heels, everyone tacitly held onto their handlebars.

During the ride, Jiang Qing's bicycle chain got stuck again and again, which was a great show effect and made Li Xueqin and others burst into laughter.

Zhou Ye stopped in the shadow of the sycamore tree diagonally behind him and looked at his slender fingers stained with black engine oil.

At the moment when the cicadas' chirping suddenly became louder, she saw Jiang Qing looking up at her like an arrow piercing through the morning mist.

"Do you need help?"

She pushed the bike slowly closer and gripped the handlebars tightly.

"Help me get the wrench."

Jiang Qing raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, revealing the pale blue veins on his forearm.

In the blink of an eye, the sun was already high in the sky.

When Zhou Ye bent down to rummage through the tool bag, his shadow just happened to cover her.

After a while, Jiang Qing and Zhou Ye, who had finished the repairs, pedaled side by side.

This time nothing went wrong and they arrived at the campsite safely.

At noon, beside the barbecue grill, Zhou Ye stared at the sizzling chicken wings.

As oil splashed onto the back of her hand, Jiang Qing handed her an iced cola from behind her ear.

The condensed water droplets from the can rolled down, drawing a winding Milky Way on the grass leaves.

"Your chicken wings."

Jiang Qing handed her the roasted chicken wings. He was afraid that if it was any later, the girl would drool.

"Thank you, hehe~"

Zhou Ye took the chicken wings and grinned at him.

Jiang Qing smiled slightly and continued to grill the skewers with his head down.

He really enjoys doing this kind of thing. It's interesting to watch the skewers sizzling and turning golden brown.

Zhou Ye's eyes paused slightly, and he saw that his profile was particularly vivid due to the smoke of fireworks.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, during the kite-flying competition, Zhou Ye's silk cloth butterfly got entangled with Jiang Qing's bamboo kite.

They reeled in the backlight, their shadows overlapping on the grass like a pair of flapping lovebirds.

Meng Ziyi was even more outrageous. Her kite began to move like a snake with the wind, directly tangling many people's kites into a ball. A burst of condemnation immediately broke out in the open space, making her embarrassed and squatting down with her hands covering her face, giggling.

After the game, Zhou Ye returned to his seat and invited everyone to play the Werewolf game, but Song Dandan said she was too old to come, so she turned around and started tap dancing with Su Mang.

Lamu Yangzi is a member of the atmosphere group. Seeing this, he pulled Wang Sulong, Guo Qilin and others over and started dancing with them.

“What an interesting world this is.”

Chen Chen Chen sighed as he looked at the scene.

“This is not my world.”

However, Li Xueqin was very resistant to this kind of social activity that required holding hands, and said frankly that she was about to suffer from depression.

Jiang listened to the two people's completely different speeches, leaned back in his chair and smiled.

After more than ten minutes, everyone who was tired of playing returned to their seats.

"Let's play the staring game!"

At this time, Su Mang suddenly suggested.

Zhou Ye and Meng Ziyi looked at different targets almost at the same time.

(End of this chapter)