Tang Yili's confidence collapsed, and he lowered his hands to put his pants on the edge of the table.
"This outfit definitely looks like Avatar."
She wrinkled her little nose and had a look of self-disgust on her face, which matched well with Tang Yili's beautiful persona, with the kind of coquettish feeling that I am giving you a chance to coax me now.
It's not intentional, it's really cute that comes out unconsciously.
Xun Lang sat there, lowered his eyes for a moment, and then said softly: "You can create an Avatar team, which is very impressive."
"Team Avatar?"
Tang Yili suddenly smiled.
Maybe it was because the scene was so joyful. Tang Yili turned from worry to joy. In the end, he couldn't hold it back. He covered his mouth and chuckled, revealing a pair of moist and bright eyes. When they met Xun Lang's, all they could see was you.
The clarity and playfulness of knowing what I know.
At the same time, they imagined the scene of athletes appearing - a group of tall men and women, blue clothes, blue faces, blue sky, blue water...
How long has it been?
The comfortable and comfortable time of knowing each other has long passed since the last lovers.
Tang Yili was immersed in the comfort of this moment and asked him: "Will you wear this suit I designed?"
As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned.
Tang Yili immediately realized that this topic was a forbidden topic.
They all thought of another piece made by Tang Yili, the white T that was comparable to a murder weapon.
Tang Yili didn't have time to retract her smile, and immediately turned to cautiously trying to please her.
"I mean……"
Xun Lang's expression did not change, and he took over the words: "I am now affiliated with the national team, and I have not participated in school-based competitions for a long time, so... there are relatively few opportunities to wear them."
Tang Yili felt the pain in his chest gradually build up. He smiled, nodded, and said, "That's it."
"That's good. At least you don't have to be an Avatar."
But the atmosphere could never be regained.
Tang Yili silently put the clothes back into the bag and sat back on the chair.
In the evening, it had just rained outside, the sky was a bit cloudy, and there was still water on the ground. The roads during the evening rush hour must have been very congested.
But Tang Yili still said: "Put the clothes here and let Coach Lei give me some advice before I change them. Then... let's go back first."
She was like a child who had done something wrong, pretending to be an adult and insisting on smiling at him.
Xun Lang looked at Tang Yili for a moment, then nodded: "Slow down on the road."
Tang Yili slowly closed the door, and the last glimpse through the gap showed that Xun Lang had returned to the table, looking as usual, and continuing to work on the computer.
…
Ray-Ban’s feedback was very quick.
When she woke up early the next day, Tang Yili received a text message telling her that the design had been approved and the team uniforms could be mass-produced.
Tang Yili had just woken up and hadn't gotten up yet. She covered her swollen face and couldn't believe it. After a while, she quickly called Lei Banshen.
He should be in the swimming pool, the sound is hollow and vibrating.
"Yes! Mass production! Tonight I will ask Cheng Zhun to send you everyone's measurements, and then we can start mass production... As long as the leader confirms it, I will let it go. If they dare to find it ugly, let them find someone to do it themselves!
"
Decisiveness and straightforwardness are Tang Yili’s new impressions of Ray-Ban.
Just like Xun Lang said yesterday, Ray Banshen doesn't know how to find fault.
What an easy customer to serve...
wrong.
Tang Yili reacted, "They are just prostitutes for free, why should they find fault!"
Also, the Sports Institute has promised to lend athletes to shoot short videos, and the team uniforms have to be delivered, but they haven’t even mentioned it. These people won’t cheat...
Thinking of this, Tang Yili felt aggrieved again.
…
Before evening, at two o'clock in the afternoon, Cheng Zhun sent the team members' clothing sizes to Tang Yili's mailbox.
He called at the same time, "There are forty-six people in total, twenty-two girls and twenty-four boys... The Universiade is coming soon, can these new clothes catch up?"
"There shouldn't be any problem. It's just over a hundred pieces of clothing. Once they're sent to the factory, they'll be finished in a few days."
In the office.
Tang Yili sat back on the boss's chair, clamped the phone to her ear, slid the mouse, and started to check the form. When she turned to the line for Xun Lang, she found that his arm circumference was only 38cm.
This data is not accurate.
She had Xun Lang measured. In her memory, when his arm circumference was tight, it was 40cm. If it were made to be 38cm, it would definitely be uncomfortable.
Tang Yili raised his hand and changed the numbers in the form.
Then, she asked Cheng Zhun: "Has the hospital mentioned taking a video for us?"
"mentioned."
This was also the main purpose of Cheng Zhun's special call.
"The courtyard agreed to lend me and senior brother, but the old man didn't agree, eh... don't worry..."
Hearing the irritating sound of papers being turned over by Tang Yili, Cheng Zhun quickly added.
"The old man's reason is for the good of senior brother. Not long after the incident where senior brother retired from the competition, he turned around to advertise for you. He was afraid of getting scolded by netizens again, so not only your advertisements can't be accepted, but also other manufacturers.
Please ask Senior Brother to ask the old man to say no."
"Nothing. Now that the old man has power, no one dares to openly object to his words."
Ray-Ban's concerns are legitimate.
From Xun Lang's point of view, it is indeed inappropriate to make high-profile advertisements.
Tang Yili didn't force anything, so he asked, "What should I do if the courtyard promised me something in the first place?"
"Don't you just want to find a few international athletes? It's not just senior brother who is the only international athlete, there is me..." Cheng Zhun chuckled, "And Wei Ran."
…
The hatred between Tang Yili and Wei Ran can almost be described as irreconcilable.
If she had known that Xun Lang would be replaced by Wei Ran in the end, she might have refused to ask for the commercial. This would be complete self-torture.
In the studio.
Tang Yili folded her arms and sat behind the monitor, watching the makeup artist step forward to apply powder to Wei Ran for the nth time.
She held up the loudspeaker, controlled her anger, and said, "Teacher Wei! Let me tell you, Teacher Wei, don't wipe your face with your hands all the time, okay? This is not a swimming pool, and you are not working in the water. Your makeup will be spent!"
Wei Ran was unwilling to come in the first place, but when he heard this, he decided to give up in public.
"With so many lights shining on me, I'm going to be cooked, why don't you let me wipe my sweat?!"
"If you have the ability, find someone else."
Wei Ran pulled the zipper of the team uniform to the end and was about to take it off. Cheng Zhun was sweating profusely and quickly grabbed him.
“I’ve already shot more than half of this, so I’ll keep at it.”
Tang Yili also stood up in confusion, and said angrily: "I knew you wouldn't cooperate well, and I didn't want to use you in the first place, Wei Ran! If you really want to leave, if you have the ability, tell your hospital and tell me.
Temper, what kind of hero is that?"
The scene suddenly fell silent.
One is the boss and the other is a guest, both of whom are untouchable by ordinary people.
Except for Cheng Zhun, who stood in front of the two of them, no one stepped forward to break up the fight.
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Will update tomorrow. The routine is still 2 in the morning and 3 in the evening. Have a nice weekend~