I Heard That I Am a Scumbag, God of War Alpha

27

In addition to rushing to design, Zhuang Yan rarely stays up late. But yesterday I slept too late, and when I woke up, it was almost noon.

There was no news from Chen E. According to the habit described by 408, no matter how busy he was the night before, he would always get up early the next day.

Zhuang Yan looked at the name on the optical brain, hesitated for a while, and then clicked on the dialog box and typed: "Do you want to have a meal together?"

It seems too casual.

Delete it and start again: "I didn't know it was your birthday yesterday, so I'm so sorry that I didn't have time to prepare a gift."

Insert an emoticon pack of Gougou bowing his head guiltily here to adjust the atmosphere.

"Are you free these two days, may I treat you to a meal?"

After sending it, Zhuang Yan felt relieved and turned up the notification sound to the maximum. Then dig out the design and continue to work on the draft.

But after a long time of modification, the model with the best space utilization efficiency has been calculated at sevens and eighty-eight, and I haven't waited for any reply.

This is not right, Zhuang Yan thought about it, and dug out the itinerary sent by 408 from the chat history.

Taking a look at the date, it turned out that Chen E was already on the star fleet back to the central star.

...As expected of a busy man trained by the military.

Perhaps it was because he was finally busy with other things that Chen E's reply popped up at night. He kept his sentences short, as usual.

"No. I have work, let's go first."

Zhuang Yan: "..."

That can only be forgotten.

Anyway, there are still several days left in the Bojiang Starfield, Zhuang Yan said hello to Wen Xuan, and turned on the do-not-disturb mode of the optical brain cruelly, and devoted all his energy to the design draft.

Hard work pays off.

After adjusting the model behind closed doors for a few days, the design has almost been completed. Zhuang Yan took some time and asked Principal Wen if he wanted to take another look.

Wen Xuan said with a smile: "These days I've been taking final exams at school, so I'm too busy. Anyway, I've seen the train of thought before, so you just have to do it boldly, I believe in you."

Zhuang Yan's ears turned red after such a big trust was dropped.

With a little time left, Zhuang Yan decided to take a walk downtown. It's been many days since I've been here, and it's really unreasonable to go back without bringing some souvenirs.

But the Bojiang Starfield actually didn't have much to do, so he finally picked out some specialty snacks, exquisite decorations, and some interesting small commodities that are rarely seen in the Central Star.

It doesn't look like much, but it's one serving per person. Packed up, it also took up the space of the suitcase.

There were still two boxes of gift bags that couldn't be stuffed into the box, so Zhuang Yan simply put them in bags and held them in his hand.

In this way, board the ship and arrive at the central star.

After landing, 408, who originally arranged for the suspension car to pick you up, suddenly sent a tearful cat's head and apologized pitifully: "Xiao Yan is sorry, there is a bit of traffic jam today, you may have to wait at the airport for a while."