The day after returning to Nanlin, Lu Huaiyu went to work after leaving leave, so busy that he was not stuck.

Jian Qing had nothing to do at school, so she simply went to work in the company.

A large expansion pack in "Fenghualu" was launched in the New Year. The boss asked for the overall art effect to be renovated in one sentence.

Everyone in the project works overtime, and the Art Support Department is no exception.

Although art effects renovation sounds simple, it includes updates in various aspects such as user interface, scenes, characters and engine technology to ensure that the art effects progress.

Because of the great overtime work, Jian Qing naturally lived at Lu Huaiyu's house at night.

But they were just working day and night, and they didn’t get into each other for a day or two, but they were chatting frequently on WeChat.

At two or three o'clock that afternoon, Jian Qing was painting and received a call from Lu Huaiyu. The corner of her lips unconsciously curled up and went to the tea room with her cell phone.

The afternoon sun shines on her through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, warm and comfortable.

Jian Qing looked down at the city lined up outside the window, dragging her laziness and slacking, "What's the matter?"

The man's voice is low and sluggish, and his tone is gentle.

"I'm going to have surgery later, and you may not be able to contact me, so let me tell you."

"..." The eardrums trembled, and they were tickled by his magnetic voice. Jian Qing said coquettishly in a low voice: "Who is looking for you."

When Lu Huaiyu heard her arrogant answer, he chuckled and said, "Okay, don't look for me."

"Is pericorinal inflammation cured?" he asked again.

"..." Jian Qing's bent lips froze and paused, "Not well."

She took the medicine she gave her last time, but she didn't take it if she didn't remember it. She didn't care much about it. Anyway, it would be a day to delay it.

Upon hearing this, Lu Huaiyu frowned. It is said that taking anti-inflammatory drugs for one or two days will cause inflammation to disappear quickly.

It seems that the little girl has no intention of cooperating, and he did not expose it, and said casually: "That's it, I'll check it again when I get home that night."

“…”

At 8 o'clock in the evening.

Everyone in the Art Support Department lasted a big night to finish the work yesterday, so they left early today, and now only Jian Qing is left.

Jian Qing was so rude that she didn't dare to go back home, for fear that she would be pressed to check her teeth when she went back.

Pei Hao and Xia Jue had just finished the supervisor meeting and walked back together with their laptops, not knowing what they were saying.

He patted Xia Jue on the shoulder, "It's settled, it's going to be a holiday soon, assuming it was a gathering before the New Year."

Xia Jue nodded enthusiastically, as if he was forced to enter the game.

"Jian Qing, you haven't returned yet." Pei Haoyu Guang saw the person still in the corner, "Don't you ask Lu Huaiyu to pick you up?"

“…”

Don't worry, he is the one who hides from it.

Jian Qing drew listlessly and replied: "He is still in the operation and it is estimated that it will not end at nine o'clock."

Xia Jue stood in front of her display screen with his arms in his arms, raised his eyebrows, "Your human body has improved a lot."

Jian Qing looked up at him and smiled, "Yes, I think so."

Some time ago, Lu Huaiyu lent her his book "Skeletal Muscle Functional Anatomy" and made careful notes on the parts she might not understand.

Previously, her analysis of the human body started from the perspective of art and art. She changed to a more rational perspective and split the muscles one by one, giving her a deeper understanding and making pictures more handy.

After watching for a while, Xia Jue was called away and went to work.

Pei Hao stood there, looked at Jian Qing, his eyes flashed, and he didn't think of a good thing. He had an idea and decided to avenge him for being given to him by Lu Huai.

Lu Huaiyu, who values ​​sex over friends.

Every time he did Ge for his sister, he would bring her with him, making Lu Huaiyu unable to think about it.

He coughed lightly, "Okay, stop working. Today is my birthday, and I will go to get together after get off work."

"..." Jian Qing was stunned for a moment, feeling that she was not very familiar with Pei Hao, and she was not as good as helping him celebrate his birthday.

But it seems that Lu Huaiyu is quite familiar with him.

She blinked in confusion.

Pei Hao stared at her and slapped his forehead, "Oh, look at my memory."

"Lu Huaiyu told me in the morning that he had an operation in the afternoon and didn't have time to pick you up. I asked me to take you there first, he would come later."

“…”

"Is this true? I didn't hear him."

Jian Qing looked puzzled. He even called in the afternoon, so he was concerned about whether Guan Zhouyan was cured and wanted to help her pull her teeth immediately.

Pei Hao laughed and said, "I guess I forgot about it."

“…”

At this moment, I couldn't contact Lu Huaiyu. Jian Qing was half-believing and half-doubted, and was fooled into Pei Hao's car.

‘Gone’ bar.

The rotating blue ceiling lights splashed down, covering the entire bar in a deep and mysterious atmosphere.

When they arrived at the bar, they saw an acquaintance. Zhou Rui sat in the booth and waved to them.

"Didn't Qin Yun come?" Pei Hao asked.

Zhou Rui smiled, "Isn't she pregnant? She thought it out, I didn't let it go."

Pei Hao stood in the middle and introduced Xia Jue to Zhou Rui, "Hey, you talk about Teacher Xia you want to meet every day."

Today's birthday party was actually Pei Hao's random words. The real purpose was to introduce Xia Jue and Zhou Rui and the others to know each other.

Zhou Rui has always admired Xia Jue's bold style and ability in game art design.

Nanda Academy of Fine Arts plans to open a new major next year, with a game design direction, so he wants to ask Xia Jue to become a special teacher to teach courses related to game original painting.

So Pei Hao was invited to make a bridge between them.

After chatting politely for a few words, several people sat down.

Zhou Rui was the vice president of the Academy of Fine Arts who had been in the art for so many years. He chatted one by one and acquainted with Xia Jue and discussed carefully how to introduce game art design into the school to teach.

Jian Qing listened with a tilted ear and found it very interesting. From time to time, he stood from the perspective of the subject and expressed his own opinions.

The three of them had a lot of fun chatting.

Pei Hao sat next to him, but couldn't understand it, and he was bored.

When people get bored, they want to make trouble.

He turned his eyes and secretly took a photo of Jian Qing.

Then he handed over and sent it to Lu Huaiyu.

It was nine o'clock in a while.

Jian Qing frowned and couldn't help but mutter. It didn't look like a birthday atmosphere. It's only the four of them after so long.

And the topic center is not around Pei Hao.

Could it be that he has few friends? That's also a pity.

Jian Qing was about to call Lu Huaiyu when his phone came.

The man's voice was low and heavy.

The sound in the bar was noisy, and the drums of the rock band were thumping, and Jian Qing covered her ears and couldn't hear them clearly.

“…”

She walked around the round table in front of the booth, walked to the bar door, closed the heavy fire door, and isolated the sound inside, "What did you just say?"

"Where is it?" Lu Huaiyu's voice was a little gasping.

"Bar, when will you come? Should you bring a cake when you come?"

“…”

The little girl's voice is soft and glutinous, innocent and ignorant.

Lu Huaiyu frowned, not quite understanding what she was saying, "What cake?"

"Isn't Pei Hao's birthday today? Why didn't you tell me in the afternoon that you would come to celebrate his birthday?"

Lu Huaiyu was silent for a while, "Who told you that today is his birthday?"

Jian Qing was stunned, "He himself, isn't he?"

"..." Lu Huaiyu's mind was quickly turned, and he understood what was going on. He almost laughed out loud, and said 'um' in a cold voice, "He celebrated his birthday every day."

Lu Huaiyu breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down his pace to the parking lot, but he still walked very quickly and strided hard.

The other hand began to unbutton the white coat. After the operation, he hurriedly came out of the hospital and forgot to take off the white coat.
To be continued...