Don't fall in love with the professor

Jiang Xiaocheng's new company is a Sino-foreign joint venture with its headquarters in Singapore. It came to China to set up a branch five years ago. It has a high reputation in the industry and is a good development platform.

"Are you Jiang Xiaocheng? I'm Sunny from the design team, in charge of the art editor. It's still early, and everyone is not at work. Let me show you around."

"The 15th and 16th floors of the Science and Technology Building are our office areas. This is the meeting room. In front is the printing office and tea break area. The canteen is on the second floor. We can go there together at noon."

Jiang Xiaocheng followed behind Qingtian, his curious gaze passed through the glass wall, and swept across the clean and tidy offices, and his heart throbbed faintly for the unknown future.

Hearing Sunny's words, he hurriedly thanked him.

Qing Tian turned her head, her round eyes curled up, and said, "You're welcome, we will be a team from now on, and we have to take care of each other. Everyone... um... have more personalities, but they are easy to get along with."

Those who work in the art industry will inevitably have their own temper. Jiang Xiaocheng has seen it a lot, and he is mentally prepared.

But after working with the members of the group for a period of time, he really understood the meaning of the phrase "personal and easy to get along with".

Hua, who is in charge of the visual design, said that "a person is like his surname", prefers fancy shirts, and walks in the corridors of the office building whistling, always attracting passers-by to turn back frequently.

Copywriter Xiaobai is in charge of the atmosphere of the team. A girl from 24, with baby fat on her face, whoever puts forward a good opinion at the group meeting, she will put her hands together and hold it in front of her chest, in a "good" or It was the non-stop applause in the sound of "I agree".

Sunny seems weak, but she has endless strength. Jiang Xiaocheng once saw her lift the bottled water skillfully, and wanted to go forward to help, but was stopped.

Hua Yan said that changing the water for the water dispenser is a special hobby of Sunshine. In addition, her hobbies include carrying samples sent by Party A, climbing ladders to check light bulbs, and repairing dying printers...

The only one who looks serious is the group leader Xiao Qi, whose style of speaking and doing things is somewhat similar to Zhong Kexing, which made Jiang Xiaocheng feel a lot of affection for no reason.

Playing around in private, and getting serious at work.

Sunny pushed open the glass door of the conference room with his shoulder, and put the carton on the table, making a dull sound.

A group of people gathered around.

Xiaobai sighed and asked, "What's in such a big box?"

Sunny took out the key chain, picked one at random, and forcefully cut off the tightly stuck tape, saying, "There are two more sets of samples sent by Wen Mu, and they won't arrive in a few days."

Wenmu is a domestic high-end tableware brand. The "Gewu" series launched this time continues the simple style of the past, with a simple and natural beauty.

A week ago, they sent invitation letters to several advertising companies for pitch competitions, and the winners could get two years of agency rights.

Xiao Bai looked at the radiant tableware on the conference round table, and was about to salivate.

"Hey, after doing this vote, don't you have to worry about your performance score this quarter!"

"Vulgar!" Hua Yan slickly said, "Employees of Huanyu New Media must set their sights high and long-term. What is the most important thing for an excellent advertiser?"

"feelings!"

There was a group of people who followed suit and made jokes.

Xiao Qi stopped it in time and said, "Okay, anyone who has a good idea about this project can share it."

Regarding the market background and research results of the product, the customer department has already sorted out very comprehensively, and everyone has a thick stack of information in their hands.

Xiao Qi's words brought everyone back to work.

"Wenmu has always positioned its brand as high-priced and high-ranking. This can also be seen from previous marketing strategies."

"But according to the results of market research, the previous advertisements did not achieve very good results. What's the reason?"

"In my opinion, these advertisements do not highlight the personality of Wenmu, which is what sets it apart from other brands."

"So, we should..."

An hour later, Xiao Qi stopped the discussion and said, "Then, for the time being, we will follow the plan discussed by everyone."

After a pause, he cast his eyes on Jiang Xiaocheng.

"This case will be handled by Xiaocheng, and everyone should cooperate a lot. Thank you for your hard work."

As expected of a vigorous and resolute style, he made a decisive decision like this.

But this decision made Jiang Xiaocheng uneasy.

"What's the matter? Didn't you always want to design advertisements? Now you finally have the chance, aren't you happy?"

At the dining table, Zhong Kexing noticed Jiang Xiaocheng's frowning and absent-minded appearance, and couldn't help asking.

Jiang Xiaocheng put down his chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Of course I am happy to receive the case, but—"

At this point, Kankan stopped, as if there was something difficult to tell.

Zhong Kexing was very patient. Seeing Jiang Xiaocheng like this, he didn't urge him, and said in a calm tone, "Just what?"

"It's just—" Jiang Xiaocheng lowered his head, with some worry in his tone, "It's just that I've only worked for a month."

"so?"

"So I have no experience. I have been working with customers before, and I didn't participate in the core creative design. In the new company, I just help everyone run errands and get familiar with all aspects. Now I have to handle a case independently, in case...in case of failure What should I do?"

It turned out that I had no confidence in myself.

Zhong Kexing thought for a while and said, "Isn't it a waste of energy to worry about failure before starting to do it? Don't think so much, try your best, and there will be good results."

He also said: "After the plan is made, do we still have to compete with other companies? Don't mention who is good and who is bad in terms of creativity. First of all, in terms of momentum, we cannot lose to the other party."

He said, "You have to believe in yourself."

Jiang Xiaocheng lowered his eyebrows, as if he had listened to Zhong Kexing's words, and said: "You are right, at this point, you can't shrink back. If you want to do it, do your best."

But his expression was still a little gloomy.

Zhong Kexing knew that he had fallen into the tangled black hole again, so he changed his angle and said, "I heard you say that your team leader is a very good person?"

Jiang Xiaocheng hummed sincerely, nodded repeatedly, and said, "His resume is very strong. He won the Liffey Award in the previous beer advertisement, and he is also very good at leadership. It can be seen that everyone believes in him."

"That's it," Zhong Kexing said, "The decisions made by such a person must be carefully considered. He assigns this task to you because he thinks he has the strength to complete it. Even if you don't believe in yourself, you must believe in him His vision is unmistakable."

The stone stuck in his heart suddenly disappeared, Jiang Xiaocheng's brows slowly relaxed, he really wanted to see through.

"You are right, I will definitely do well."

Between lovers, apart from the passionate years of falling in love at the beginning, what is left is an endless stream of water. How many people can't survive the ordinary and ordinary in the stream of water, and can't survive that sentence that has nothing to say.

Jiang Xiaocheng often feels that he is extremely lucky. With Zhong Kexing, he can share his joys and sorrows without any scruples, and he will always get a response without the slightest impatience or indifference.

His heart had never been so open to anyone.

He could sense that he was becoming more and more dependent on the other party.

It was already very late at night, and the lights in the study room were still on persistently. After Jiang Xiaocheng finished typing a paragraph, he stretched, turned his head inadvertently, and cast his gaze to the sofa by the wall, determined.

Standing up, walking over lightly, looking at Zhong Kexing's sleeping face, gentle ripples appeared in his heart.

He picked up the book in his hand and slowly put it on the coffee table.

Despite being so cautious, Zhong Kexing still woke up, and asked sleepily, "Are you done?"

Jiang Xiaocheng shook his head and said, "Not yet."

Zhong Kexing pushed his glasses and put the computer on his lap again, "Then I'll read the literature for a while."

Jiang Xiaocheng sat down, heyed in disapproval, and said, "It's so late, go to bed first, don't you have class tomorrow?"

"I'm fine. You have to read these materials sooner or later. When you finish, we'll sleep together."

He held Jiang Xiaocheng's hand, squeezed it, and said, "Do you want some milk? I'll heat a cup?"

Jiang Xiaocheng didn't speak, but hugged Zhong Kexing's body instead, rubbing against Zhong Kexing coquettishly.

"what happened?"

"I thought of a plan, but I always felt unsatisfied."

"Where are you dissatisfied?"

"I can't say it, I always feel that there is something missing."

"If you are not satisfied, think of a new plan."

"I can't think of it, I feel uninspired."

"Don't tense your nerves, the more you do this, the more you can't figure it out."

Jiang Xiaocheng also knew this truth. He leaned his head on Zhong Kexing's shoulder, closed his eyes, and said, "I'll take a rest."

After a while, there was a gentle touch on the forehead, and something pressed against the temple, swirling around.

The corners of Jiang Xiaocheng's mouth curled up slightly, and he changed into a more comfortable position, leaning himself completely on Zhong Kexing's body.

Because I have something on my mind, I dare not fall asleep, just to soothe my nerves.

There was a light cough above his head, and Zhong Kexing said: "I heard that it is easier to get inspiration in a relaxed state."

Jiang Xiaocheng hummed in confusion, waiting for him to continue talking.

"There are many ways to relax your body, for example, do some evening exercise."

Jiang Xiaocheng understood the meaning of Zhong Ke's jargon, he buried his head in Zhong Kexing's neck, and giggled.

After laughing enough, he said, "But I'm a little tired today."

There seemed to be a trace of disappointment in Zhong Kexing's tone, and he said, "Forget it."

Under the dim light, the two snuggled up to each other, enjoying a rare quiet time.

After a while, Jiang Xiaocheng suddenly raised his head, kissed Zhong Kexing's lips like a sneak attack, and then looked at him with shining eyes.

Zhong Kexing turned his gaze aside, "What are you doing?"

"Let's try and see if we can find inspiration."

"Aren't you tired?" Zhong Kexing still remembered what he said just now.

Jiang Xiaocheng pouted and said, "That's fine."

He wanted to stand up and finish the rest of the work, but was pulled back.

"We still have to try."

The two have been getting along for a long time, and they are very familiar with each other's bodies, and they both let go of their shyness and become more bold.

"Shall we go to bed?"

"right here."

The crowded space reverberated with blushing and heartbeating sounds, and the surrounding temperature rose a bit, forcing people to sweat a thin layer.

Jiang Xiaocheng felt the muscles of Fu Zhe under his hand, and asked, "Have you gained weight recently?"

There was a pain in his shoulder, Zhong Kexing bit him, and said: "How dare you say it? You won't go to the gym with me on weekends. Last month, I ate so many steaks again."

When he first joined the company, the team was planning a steak advertisement, and Jiang Xiaocheng wanted to help. He made steak for dinner for several days, hoping to find some inspiration from it.

Recalling that period of time, when Zhong Kexing came home from get off work, Jiang Xiaocheng couldn't help laughing when he saw the expression of steak on the dinner table, avoided the itchy kiss, and begged for mercy: "It's my fault, it's my fault .”

The author has something to say: some unsatisfactory things happened a while ago, and I have been in no mood to write, so I didn’t start writing. I have calmed down a lot recently. I am really sorry, and I will try to write more recently~