what to do? The school belle is chasing after me.

Zhang Fan also saw Hu Yiling's entanglement, and said: "If you also find it difficult to choose, then let's discuss it slowly, and we can always find a good plan."

"Well, that's all there is to it. Hu Yiling nodded.

In the following time, Zhang Fan and Hu Yiling studied the plans on the sketches at the table, and even came up with new designs, screening and modifying ...... one by one

Little by little, time passed.

"Which of these two drawings should be better?" Hu

Yiling pondered while holding two design sketches.

These are the two schemes she and Zhang Fan jointly selected, one is a simple and playful pointed toe model, and the other is a more sexy and mature hollow model. Both have their own characteristics.

They all agreed that both designs were good, and they couldn't choose the good or bad for a while.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan asked seriously: "If it were you, which one would you prefer

......?" Actually, I like it a lot. But if I want to talk about my style, it should be this one. Hu Yiling picked up the hollow heel and said. After all, Hu Yiling, who is now in her 20th year, has the soul of a mature woman in her body.

Therefore, in terms of style matching, of course, it is more inclined to be mature.

But when Zhang Fan decided to use this design drawing, Hu Yiling suddenly said: "Forget it, let's choose another one." The high-heeled version of the cut-out model will have a smaller audience, and the pointed model is more preferred in the market.

"If you choose this one, the chance of the studio getting the manuscript will be greater."

After all, Hu Yiling ran a large clothing company in her last life, and she still has experience in market research.

After hearing this, Zhang Fan felt that it was not unreasonable.

However, between the words, I felt that Hu Yiling had some pity.

"Huh, I didn't expect it to be so long.

Hu Yiling glanced at the time and said in surprise.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and before I knew it, it had been five hours.

"Ha-" Hu Yiling covered her mouth and stretched, as if she was too tired after a busy afternoon and felt sleepy.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan said: "The preparations are almost complete, if you want to sleep for a while, then go to bed and sleep first, and leave the rest to me......"

"It's okay, I just want to be by your side." Hu Yiling said this, hugged Zhang Fan's arm, and then said with some regret: "It's just that now it seems that before tomorrow's basketball game, we won't be able to practice." "

My husband is still busy with work, how can I have time to practice, hey......

Thinking that she might lose to that despicable villain of Chen Junfeng, Hu Yiling felt unwilling.

But there is no way but to prepare for the worst in advance.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan frowned slightly.

Presumably, Hu Yiling has great expectations for tomorrow's game,

but she is ...... now

"But it doesn't matter, Chen Junfeng's guy is hacking us behind his back, even if we lose that game, we don't need to abide by the gambling contract, who made him so shameless!" Hu Yiling became more and more angry the more he thought about it.

Subsequently, Hu Yiling said to Zhang Fan: "Zhang Fan, you just work hard, don't think too much." Tomorrow we win or lose, as long as we work hard.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan's heart warmed inexplicably.

"Well, I will. "

It was busy for another three hours.

Zhang Fan finally perfected the selected design schemes.

Looking at the final design drawing in front of him, Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, "Yiling, look at ......"

Without waiting for Hu Yiling's reply, Zhang Fan turned his head and found that she had closed her beautiful eyes and fell asleep leaning on his shoulder. The sound of soft exhalation sounded in his ears, and Hu Yiling's good-looking face was right in front of him.

Zhang Fan smiled helplessly, then put down the design drawing, and helped Hu Yiling to carefully withdraw his hand.

Then he gently picked up Hu Yiling, put it on the bed, and covered it with a quilt.

Looking at Hu Yiling's sleeping appearance, Zhang Fan really couldn't cry or laugh. This woman was too defenseless against him, she fell asleep like this, fortunately she was not a dirty villain, otherwise she would ......

Zhang Fan stretched, and then his eyes fell on the basketball in the corner.

Immediately after, Zhang Fan clenched his injured left hand.

It should be too late.

......