In fact, the photos chosen by this blogger are not without aesthetics.
First of all, the grand occasion is there, there is no blind spot at 360 degrees, and there are no black photos of flipped cars on the Internet. Secondly, it can be seen that this blogger probably specially selected the grand occasion to attract attention with the appearance of the grand occasion.
Those pictures are basically pictures of grand occasions that are relatively out of the ordinary.
Lin Jing lowered his head, stared at the photos on his phone, and pondered for a few seconds: "No need to retouch the pictures."
Sheng Kuang didn't quite understand what she meant: "Huh?"
Lin Jing raised his phone: "Although these pictures have not been refined, they look much better than many pictures that have been refined."
"..."
Sheng Kuang looked at Lin Jing for three seconds, picked up the phone expressionlessly, clicked a few times, and threw the phone in front of her with a snap: "This is my aesthetic."
In the photos on Shengcheng's mobile phone, she was wearing a mask, covering her face tightly.
If it weren't for the team uniform he was wearing, with the letters "miracle" on it, it would be really difficult for people to identify who he was.
"..."
Lin Jing was silent for two seconds: "You really have a good sense of aesthetics..."
Lin Jing promptly stopped the "wonder" behind him, paused, and then said: "...Okay."
Sheng Kuang stretched out his arms and took back his mobile phone: "Thank you."
Lin Jing, who really didn't want to praise him: "...you're welcome."
The room was quiet for a while. Lin Jing looked at the grand scene of lazily leaning on the sofa and typing and chatting with others, and pursed his lips: "So, you don't plan to retire?"
Sheng Cheng gave a perfunctory "hmm" and continued typing.
Lin Jing: "Then are you planning to transfer?"
After all, the Weibo name has been changed and the certification has been cancelled.
Sheng Kuang didn't say anything until he finished typing, put down his phone, and then looked at Lin Jing: "I won't transfer either."
No retirement, no transfer...
Lin Jing was stunned for a moment, wanting to ask what your plans were, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that it was not appropriate.
He and she had met each other so far, so it seemed a bit disrespectful for her to ask him about his privacy.
Sheng Sheng rubbed the phone screen with his fingertips, calculated for a few seconds, and said to Lin Jing: "Everything is to be determined, but some people will come to this house one after another. Don't be nervous..."
During the grand conversation, Chen Jing came back. He put the bag he was carrying on the coffee table, took out a pair of slippers from it, and threw it at Lin Jing's feet: "Little sister, I bought these for you.
Change it."
Lin Jing: “??”
Lin Jing looked at the slippers at his feet, blinked, and looked at the grand occasion.
Didn't you buy the pink slippers for him?
Sheng Cheng stopped what he said: "You change your shoes first."
Lin Jing: "..."
I really bought it for her.
"Thank you." The disposable slippers were not very comfortable to wear after getting wet. Lin Jing was not polite. After changing the shoes, he asked: "How much, I will transfer it to you."
"No need," the grand occasion paused, cleared his voice, and continued what Chen Jing said before he came back: "...Don't let Aunt Qin Yao know that I live at home. Anyway, Aunt Qin Yao called you, you
Just say everything is fine."
Chen Jing sat carelessly next to Sheng Kuang and nodded crazily towards Lin Jing: "Yes, little sister, don't tell Aunt Qin. Don't worry, Kuang Zai will not involve you. When the summer vacation is over, you will
You want to go back to school, right? Aunt Qin won't be able to come back in the past two months. When Aunt Qin comes back, Kuang Zai will do everything by herself. "
Therefore, Sheng Ji is going to do something at home, and he can't let his mother know about it.
Lin Jing lowered his head and glanced at the pink slippers on his feet. He was silent for a few seconds and then raised his head: "Are these slippers meant to bribe me?"
Chen Jing's hand shook and he almost threw out the pillow he had just picked up.
I never expected that this beautiful young lady who looked like a little fairy would be so frightened when she opened her mouth even if she didn't say anything. Chen Jing looked at Lin Jing in shock and was stuck for more than ten seconds, reluctantly.
Say out loud: "Little sister, are you telling a bad joke?"
Lin Jing shook his head: "No."
Chen Jing: "...are you telling a joke?"
Lin Jing trembled the corners of his lips: "Brother, you are here to tell bad jokes, right?"
There was a chuckle from the side, which was silent for a while: "Can a pair of slippers buy you off?"
Lin Jing's back stiffened, he paused, and turned to look at the grand occasion.
Reason told her that she wanted to reply to him righteously. You seem to be dreaming. I am a young lady who is wealthy and cannot be slutty, poor or humble, and cannot be moved by strength or submission. How can you buy me with a pair of slippers?
But she looked at the grand occasion with a trace of smile remaining in her eyes, opened her mouth, and opened her mouth again, but she couldn't come out with these lines that had been going around in her mind for several times.
Seeing that she didn't say anything for a long time, Sheng Kuang lowered his head and smiled, then slowly continued: "Then you are easy to bribe."
Lin Jing: "..."
Lin Jing took two seconds to react before realizing that he was a robot again.
She is actually quite good at quarreling with people, but she always loses her temper in front of grand occasions. For example, right now, the more she forces herself to calm down and come up with something to say back, the less she knows how to say it.
Lin Jing looked at the grand scene expressionlessly for a while, planning to stay away from these two people.
Before she could take action, the grand voice came over again: "Help."
These two words came a bit suddenly. Lin Jing was stunned for a moment and looked at the grand occasion.
Shengcheng: "What's your name?"
What he said did not match the preface and follow-up of his previous sentence. Lin Jing was a little confused and remained silent for a moment: "...Lin Jing."
"It's not bribery, it's help," Sheng Kuang said, "This kid named Lin Jing, would you like to help me?"