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Chapter 149: Mission Impossible

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    Sarah originally thought that it would be an impossible task to make a design within three days, and she could only use ready-made modifications to make up the number, so she was deeply shocked when she saw the large competition poster.

    The base picture is a dreamy lavender flower field, sultry French, translated into Chinese as "Dream Design Competition", the most amazing thing is the pair of rings inside, the bright starry diamonds, and the streamlined matte meteor design  , exceptionally eye-catching.

    The sponsor was very satisfied, and praised Zhou Wenqing without regret for being the best designer of the new generation. The whole studio was boiling, only one person was quiet, and Tong Huanhuan was so tired that he fell asleep

    "Zhou Wenqing, you really can control any style!" Sara was somewhat injured, "I thought you were only suitable for low-key, grand, restrained, when did you start to take the dreamy grand route!"

    Will I still be able to play happily in the future? It's really hard to compare people to others, and to compare goods with one another.

    Zhou Wenqing smiled lightly: "Actually, I didn't design this. I just put together several base drawings of Huanhuan and changed them a little."

    "Tong Huanhuan?" Sara didn't believe it, "Impossible, this is not Huanhuan's style!"

    "Probably she wants to imitate my feelings."

    Sara is speechless, is that okay?  Tong Huanhuan is indeed a genius!  But¡­¡­

    "Zhou Wenqing, why is it your name! At least it should be a joint signature, you can do such a shameless thing? Do you want to get mixed up in the future!"

    Zhou Wenqing looked at Sarah with great interest: "This is Huanhuan's meaning, what, you want to report me?"

    Sara curled her lips, cut, do you know that Xiu Enai dies quickly!

    Zhou Wenqing didn't say anything more, picked up his coat to stay away from the lively crowd, and gently covered Tong Huanhuan who was sleeping in the corner.

    Sarah smiled, a match made in heaven, no?

    Tired for three days, Tong Huanhuan was exhausted, Zhou Wenqing asked her to go home and sleep for a while at noon, but she slept until dark.

    Um?  smell good!  In the dream, as if back in the past, she went downstairs to buy dancing orchids, and Zhou Wenqing was cooking curry in the kitchen, making her favorite curry crab.

    "Mummy, are you hungry?" Baimi's voice came faintly in his ear, Tong Huanhuan reluctantly woke up from his dream, Baimi looked at her innocently, "Mummy, you are drooling."

    Yeah?

    Tong Huanhuan hurriedly wiped her chin, what the fuck, it's really, so embarrassing!

    But does it really taste like curry?

    "Mummy, Daddy will cook crab curry for us to eat tonight." Baimi smacked his lips happily, "It's about to be out of the pot, Daddy told you to get up."

    Tong Huanhuan was a little embarrassed. She didn't know when Zhou Wenqing came to her house. Huh, she quickly straightened her hair and ran out. Sure enough, there was a man in an apron standing in the kitchen. Because it was an open kitchen, the smell of curry was delicious.  Big, the whole room is full of fragrance, which makes people move their index fingers.

    Zhou Wenqing turned his head and wanted to smile at Tong Huanhuan, but when he saw her, his face darkened: "I'm not wearing a padded jacket!"

    Tong Huanhuan ran away and ran back to put on a padded jacket. His speed was comparable to that of a flying man, which was a habit of being scolded in the past.

    "Don't be cruel, Mommy!" Heimi pouted, pointing a water gun at Zhou Wenqing, "You're a cruel mommy, so I won't be polite to you!"

    "Oh!" Yiding jumped up thumpingly, rubbing his hair on Heimi's legs.  He glanced at Zhou Wenqing out of the corner of his eye, and his angry and playful expression made Zhou Wenqing cute every second.

    At the dining table, Tong Huanhuan ate hard, it was so delicious, I haven't eaten such a delicious curry for a long time, everything in Paris is good, but the food is too bad!

    She is still not used to those steaks and breads, and she is not good at cooking. Tian Yu is not much better than her in cooking, and she can't eat authentic Asian dishes when she goes out.  As a result, looking at the three reincarnated starving ghosts, Zhou Wenqing's heart ached unbearably. The three little things were far away in a foreign land, and they really suffered a lot.

    After dipping the last drop of curry sauce in the rice and swallowing the last mouthful of soup in the bowl, Tong Huanhuan wiped his mouth embarrassedly: "White rice and black rice, eat less, what does Mommy usually teach you?"  Yes, be a gentleman and a lady when you eat!"

    Zhou Wenqing laughed out loud, but Tong Huanhuan pretended he didn't hear it.

    In the evening, Tong Huanhuan turned on the computer and was a little excited. There was still half a month left before the match between her and Zhou Wenqing, but the time was tight. The opponent was Zhou Wenqing, so she had to prepare early.

    Baimi nestled towards her like a cat.Li: "Mommy, you draw drawings again, what are you going to draw this time?"

    Tong Huanhuan kissed her daughter's face: "What does Baimi want Mommy to draw?"

    "Draw Yiding, let's draw Yiding!" Bai Mi excitedly shook Tong Huanhuan's arm, "Mommy, I like Yiding!"

    One ding?  A certain white-haired animal flashed across Tong Huanhuan's mind, and there it is!

    "Mommy, can you draw a little?" Bai Mi looked expectant, Tong Huanhuan nodded, "Yes."

    "Oh yeah!" Baimi clapped her hands happily and ran to the next door, "Dad, dad, Mommy said she drew a little."

    Tong Huanhuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, what the fuck, if you turn your elbows outwards, would it be too ridiculous!  She has worked so hard to raise her daughter who is almost three years old, but Zhou Wenqing tricked her away with two meals of curry, which is unbearable!

    She resolutely found Heimi: "You and Mommy are of the same mind! Be good, you go to Dad's place, just ask"

    Zhou Wenqing wanted to laugh when he saw that Hei Mi changed his previous aloofness today and climbed onto his lap, and when his son sat cross-legged and looked at him, he asked, "Father, when you dream recently, what do you usually dream about?  ", Zhou Wenqing finally couldn't help laughing.

    "What's so funny?" Hei Mi blinked, he obviously asked a very serious question.

    Zhou Wenqing pretended to be contemplative, and said after a few seconds: "I had a dream yesterday, and I dreamed that I would move in with you two little ones and Mommy."

    Heimi walked away excitedly, and relayed the story to Tong Huanhuan verbatim. Then, seeing that Baimi was not there, he seriously suggested to Tong Huanhuan: "Mommy, I think Daddy probably wants to draw a house."

    Tong Huanhuan covered her face: "Heimi, pretend you didn't hear anything!"

    Half a month passed, and both Tong Huanhuan and Zhou Wenqing contributed manuscripts.

    Sara held a stack of printed drawings and walked excitedly in the meeting room: "I didn't expect that our dream-seeking design competition would be so popular this time, and we received more than two hundred drawings! There are three copies, which are simply amazing.  I won¡¯t let you see it now, and I¡¯ll give you a good surprise when the voting results come out!¡± (Remember this site website: www.hlnovel.com
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