Rebirth of the Internet Overlord

{Time: March 15, 2004}

{Location: Planting flowers-South Vietnam}

March in Yazhou has not yet reached its hottest period, and even though the sun is shining brightly at noon, you can still feel a bit of coolness.

Ning Zimo stepped leisurely on the beach with bare feet, letting the moist sea breeze caress his face, truly enjoying this rare quiet time.

"You're just recommending people here, aren't you afraid that Miaomiao won't be a good fit?"

When Sima Lin's voice came from behind, Ning Zimo turned around, just in time to see her bare feet with her head lowered, stepping on the footprints she left on the beach and jumping forward.

At that moment when her light figure floated in the air,

The long skirt and long hair also drifted in the sea breeze,

She is like a smart elf,

In just a moment,

Just fell from the sky into the mortal world.

When she landed firmly on the ground,

The white jade feet stepped firmly on the footprints he had just made.

Ning Zimo subconsciously glanced behind her, only to realize that the scene just now was still on the stage, leaving only his own footprints that had not been covered by the waves.

Seeing him stop, Sima Lin raised her head and looked over.

Ning Zimo looked at her and smiled, "The Emperor Penguin Office has always had a corresponding talent selection mechanism, but in response to the needs of different companies and different jobs, various adjustments have been made in the past two years.

Whether or not Xie Miao is suitable is a matter for the HR department and [Panda Pictures] guys to consider. I actually don’t play any role in it. If you really want to count, the most I can think of is providing support to the two girls Xie Miao and Ye Zixin.

Just a message."

After saying that, seeing that there was still a blush on her face, she turned around and continued walking forward.

As I walked, I asked again, "How do painters usually make money?"

Ning Zimo took two or three steps forward, and Sima Lin behind him slightly stuck out his tongue. Then he patted his chest to calm his little heart, which had just been frightened a lot. Sima Lin continued to move forward.

The footprints jumped over.

He did not forget to answer Ning Zimo's sudden question, "Original painting, illustration, handicrafts, design engineering, tutoring. I will do anything that can make money, and I have done many of these."

Hey, I thought all artists are fairies who don’t eat the fireworks of this world.

Haha, can an artist with oily hair and pink face be described as a fairy?

Hahaha, the fairy refers to you specifically.

Then do I want to thank you for complimenting me...

Sima Lin obviously felt that Ning Zimo felt more relaxed after avoiding the two "strangers".

"Just now we were talking and laughing with the two fellows from Qin Province, but now after avoiding the crowd, I feel that this is how you really relax." Sima Lin looked at the back of the figure in front and asked, "Yes

It’s not that you don’t like crowds of people?”

"Well, I'm used to it. I haven't liked crowds since I was a child. Any scene with more than three people would make me feel awkward." Ning Zimo was brought to the scene of his childhood by Sima Lin with just one sentence, and he confided as if he was copying it.

Said, "When I was young, Hannan's urban infrastructure had not yet developed. Due to the problem of work adjustment of my parents due to insufficient power supply, I, Junya and Luffy, three of us in a dual-income family, often had no one to take care of us because our parents worked three shifts.

And get together.

I have a lot of creative ideas, so the two of them would often follow me and do all kinds of weird things together, like making the first dish of my life by making a jar of kimchi, or guarding the pot and waiting for me to cook the fried tomatoes.

Scrambled eggs, I suddenly thought of making dumplings but ended up with gnocchi soup..."

As he spoke, he put his hands in his pocket and stood still.

Looking at the sky, Ning Zimo smiled and said, "This is how my life passed during elementary school. After reaching junior high school, the situation of Junya and Luffy's family began to improve. At that time, I often planned their pocket money.

.

So, under my leadership, they either used the money to buy various books, or went to the game arcade to spend money together. In this way, it was another three years of junior high school. Three years and three years, so I gradually got used to it.

A lively scene involving no more than three people..."

Childhood memories are as vivid and interesting as old photos and projectors,

When it comes to my mind, I always have the childishness that I should have at that age.

Sima Lin listened with envy behind her, "Life with peers sounds so fun. No wonder you always feel lonely when I see you. It turns out it's because you don't like being around people."

Ning Zimo laughed out loud while holding her back, "A girl like you is really talented and smart. You can understand my little thoughts so quickly."

Even though Ning Zimo in front of him had his back turned, Sima Lin caught every little detail as soon as he opened his mouth.

This normally cool guy,

There seems to be an impressive girl in my heart.

"Is there any other talented and intelligent girl who impressed you so much?" Sima Lin summoned up the courage to ask curiously.

The voice behind her made Ning Zimo feel the corners of her eyes twitching unconsciously.

Just now, a face that was somewhat similar to Sima Lin's flashed through his mind. But it only flashed past lightly. How come Holmes could clearly touch it behind him?

Are girls so keen on detecting people of the same sex?

"By the way, you haven't said what you are going to do in Yazhou this time? Why do I always feel that even your vacation is of a work nature?"

When Sima Lin spoke again, Ning Zimo breathed a sigh of relief.

When it came to work, he naturally came up with something at his fingertips, "I found out from the person in charge of a company's overseas office that the big boss of their company was coming here recently to discuss some matters, so I made an appointment with him at the same time.

, let’s chat together.”

Sima Lin was relieved when he heard his relaxed tone, but when she thought about it, she frowned in annoyance.

At this moment, the person in front of him suddenly stopped and turned around.

Looking into Sima Lin's eyes, Ning Zimo asked curiously, "What about you, you have done everything from original painting, illustration, handicrafts, design engineering, and tutoring. You are so young and you have already experienced so many things?"

"The cost of studying abroad is very high, so I will naturally have to work harder." Sima Lin looked at the sea side with a deep look, and then looked back at Ning Zi, who was silent and smiling as if nothing had happened.

Although she had a calm expression on her face, Ning Zimo still detected something different from her deep eyes.

Looking at her deep deposit, Ning Zimo didn't know what was wrong with him, so he stretched out his hand to her.

"Bring it here."

"What?" Sima Lin was confused,

Ning Zimo pointed to her hand behind her back, "I'll hold the shoes for you so you can jump higher and farther."

The spring wind stopped for a moment,

Sima Lin also froze for a few seconds.

A blush that was a little brighter than before spread across her face again.

But in the end she

Still very obedient,

Handed over the shoes.

When Ning Zimo took the shoes, his fingertips happened to touch her cold fingers.

He thought for a moment, and instead of continuing to walk ahead alone, he landed next to her.

When a gust of sea breeze blew from his side to her side, it was like restarting the time button, causing the two feet, one big and one small, to step out at the same time in tacit agreement.

The sea breeze carries the waves gently onto the beach, and occasionally there are always two lines of footprints covered by the sea water.

But there are always individual traces scattered on the beach beyond the waves.

Just like the traces of fresh brush strokes that occasionally fall on a huge scroll,

I don’t know what kind of story I want to tell.

/*

I have dug a big hole for myself. It is a waste of my brain cells to write about such a relationship that is thousands of miles apart and separated by time.

I really wanted to finish writing this paragraph, but I got sidetracked by all kinds of pitfalls I dug myself.

Forgive me~~~~

I'd better hurry back to the main plot.

*/