"This picture is really good," Jin Ling and Huang Jingping lay behind the computer, looking at the photos taken on this trip, with a thick blanket facing the desk, which was the gift she brought to her this time.

"The scenery is really good in this place you went to."

"Don't worry, when the car website is launched, there are many opportunities like this. I want to open a column to write in-depth self-driving tours. If you like it, you can experience these scenic spots around the capital at that time, and there are still many places worth seeing,"

"Let me find trouble again?"

"How can it be? Isn't this creating a chance to relax?" Feng Yiping smiled.

Huang Jingping changed the topic at the right time, "Sister Jin, watch the movie quickly. I tell you, the shooting was really good," she took out two disks and stuffed them into the optical drive of the desktop computer.

Feng Yiping threw a silent kiss to her. As expected, you still understand me the most. I have been sitting here, isn’t this what I am waiting for?

Because it was a fixed shooting, the picture was very stable, but at the beginning, it was a bit noisy. When the horse-head fiddle sounded and Feng Yiping started singing, the voice immediately calmed down.

The more national it is, the more world it is. This is really good.

As soon as the song with distinctive grassland characteristics sounded, it easily captured the hearts of the listeners, or knocked on their hearts.

The simple shooting method, the red bonfire, the sporadic Mars, the expressions that the audience rushed over quickly were fascinated by, and the unprofessional radio... Overall, it looks more unique than those carefully crafted, grand scenes and beautiful pictures, and that is, it's true!

No matter the people, objects, and sounds in the camera, they have not been processed after the post-processing, and they cannot be real anymore.

Speaking of which, Feng Yiping himself looked a little unnatural at first. Those listeners didn't care about being photographed. Whether it was surprise or intoxication, they were the most authentic reactions.

The sound is the same. In the background, not only are there the sound of bonfires burning, the sound of wind, the footsteps of those people running behind, but also the neighing of horses in the distance. These were all recorded intact. There was no way to filter noise.

However, all of this, coupled with Feng Yiping's voice that has not been professionally trained and the piano sound that is not very good, is different from those sound and painting effects that have been packaged and adjusted through various means, just like unpolished jade, it is even more attractive.

After watching it, Jin Ling was like those present at that time. She didn't even slam her palm.

"How is it, isn't it good?" Huang Jingping touched her.

"Oh? Oh! That's good." Jin Ling nodded and said.

Feng Yiping now had the opportunity to show off and showed that he had practiced secretly several times, which was a bit of a big deal, but he couldn't find his opponent. "Oh, sometimes he was quite worried. He always felt that he was too good to be too good. He was so outstanding in everything, and he would give other people a way out!"

He crossed his legs and leaned his head on the back of the sofa. "A life that is so excellent is so lonely as snow!"

Huang Jingping liked his funny performances very much. She thought he was so cute now that he ran over and kissed him on the forehead with a smile, "You are the best!"

Jin Ling felt that he was so narcissistic and so naughty that he could no longer be so humble. He shook his head, "I originally wanted to read it again, tsk, let's forget it,"

"I only admire you two words, it's nothing to say," Feng Yiping said with a smile after the performance.

Jin Ling didn't accept this at all, "You plan to put it on the convenience store website like this, and then post links to various websites and forums? At that time, it will attract many people to come to good websites and understand our promotions, but don't you think about your own troubles next?"

"You need to say that Shanren has made arrangements long ago," Feng Yiping didn't want to let himself appear in the spotlight because of this song.

Huang Jingping took out another CD and put it in, "Sister, look at this one." This one looked exactly the same as the one just now, and the rest did not change. Only Feng Yiping's chin and other parts of his face were visible outside the picture.

Jin Ling smiled after seeing it, "It's so weird! But, okay, this will arouse people's curiosity more, I'll let them put it on the website immediately."

"Remember to make a special note that the copyright belongs to the singer personally." Feng Yiping reminded.

"Do you still want to sell it?" Jin Ling looked at him with contempt.

“Just avoid trouble,”

"Sister, we went to home for dinner tonight. We brought a lot of local specialties from the grassland. Not to mention the others, there was also half a roasted whole lamb," Huang Jingping held Jin Ling's neck and invited her to go home for dinner.

Jin Ling secretly swallowed, "You have so many people in your family, so you'd better not go,"

My grandfather and his parents have not left yet, especially my grandfather. This is the first time I have been to Feng Yiping’s home in the capital. I finally came here once, so of course I have to stay for a few more days.

I was always a little restrained when I had a meal with my uncooked elders, but I was roasted whole lamb, hand-held meat, beef jerky, milk tofu... Jin Ling was very hesitant.

"Don't worry, I know you are the eldest lady of the official family. My grandfather and parents have never been so polite to you," said Feng Yiping.

"Okay, I'll go there after get off work," Jin Ling was not pretentious either.

Seeing the couple holding hands and walking out talking and laughing, Jin Ling put it on again, then unconsciously picked up the phone and unconsciously dialed one for his father.

The director of the Provincial Planning Commission, who had just finished a meeting, took the cell phone handed over by his secretary and saw that it was his daughter calling. It was a bit strange. If I remember correctly, because she was afraid of disturbing her work, she never called herself during work hours. Nothing would happen, "Xiao Ling, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, Dad, I'm pretty good. What about you? Are you in good health these days?"

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In the office of the Science and Technology Park, on a large table nailed up by wooden boards, there were the final decoration plan drawings of the design room. The women led by Xiao Cai were not very satisfied with it, and basically the designs they did not adopt.

However, they have to admit that the final design plan is really good and quite in line with the requirements of their design company.

Of course, can it not fit?

Although I didn’t have the honor to work in world-class large companies and never visited them, there were too many posts online about visiting the industrial parks of various companies, with detailed pictures and texts, and Feng Yiping also read a lot.

This is Feng Yiping, based on his memory, learns the strengths of many future IT industry companies, such as Microsoft, Apple, Google, Baidu, Tencent and other office areas. The first draft designed by Feng Yiping is improved by Jiasheng Design Studio. To be honest, as long as it is implemented according to the drawings, it will definitely be much better than the current office areas of the above companies.

Looking at the design drawings, the first sign was Feng Yiping, and the following is Jiasheng Design Studio. Xiao Cai stopped doing it, "Why are you the only name? The roof design also refers to our plan? Why don't we have our name?"

Yes, other ideas are useless, but the roof is at least based on Xiao Cai and the others' plans, and is designed like a starry sky.

"First of all, the overall plan was made by me. Of course I am the first author. In addition," Feng Yiping pointed to the second author. "Don't you want to join Jiasheng Design Studio, which is an excellent, avant-garde, first-class, fruitful, and has frequent excellent works, and," he pointed to himself, "Is the main creator me, such a high-end team?" (To be continued...)

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