From Contract Marriage To Deep Love

Who is the designer? Zuo Yi wants to know. She wants to know who the person with the same inspiration will be?

I've never met anyone with the same design inspiration. Zuo Yi's eyebrows wrinkled, and her eyes were full of doubts. I don't know if my designer is inspired by my previous works. What about that designer? Where does his inspiration come from?

A cloud came and covered the sun, and the sun became soft.

Zuo Yi takes out her mobile phone from her pocket and turns to the mobile phone number. This is the number she just wanted from the lady.

Left Yi looking at the number on the screen, frowned tightly, she did not know what kind of consequences would be after she called. What would that designer say?

After all, he handed in the work before himself, even if it was only 20 seconds, but if he believed that he was plagiarized, then he had no other way.

Zuo Yi's eyes become melancholy. After thinking for a while, she still decides to dial the phone.

Reach out and press the dial key, left memory will stick the phone in his ear.

The color ring in the phone rings. After a while, the phone is answered.

"Hello." A gentle baritone came over the phone.

Zuoyi clenched the mobile phone in his hand, opened his mouth and said: "Hello, I'm Zuoyi, the designer of this competition. The works I designed are the same as yours. Can we talk about this?"

The man on the other end of the phone was stunned when he heard Zuo Yi's name, but soon a smile appeared on his face.

"No problem. Let's make an appointment."

Hang up the phone, left Yi will mobile phone room in his pocket, her frown is also loosened, eyes looking at the road ahead, the boundless road in the past suddenly let her feel confused.

I think about things while walking, but I have never seen the road in front of me, as if I have gone wrong. She raised her head and looked around. It was a strange scene. She had never been here before.

But fortunately, I have an appointment with the designer. She has to talk about the works with that person. I don't know what causes the two people to design the same works. Zuo Yi wants to know that in her eyes, there will not be people with the same inspiration in the world. She shakes her head and goes back. When I got to the intersection, I saw a taxi and stopped it.

Half an hour later, Zuo Yi comes to a coffee shop. She pushes the door and goes in. She looks at her eyes. Suddenly, a man sitting by the window beckons to her.

Left Yi stepped forward to walk past.

"Who are you, please?" Left Yi opens mouth to ask a way.

The man took a look at Zuo Yi, and a smile appeared on his face. When Zuo Yi saw that smile, he was stunned. He had seen that smile before, but he still couldn't remember it for a while.

"Are you Zuo Yi?" The man opened his mouth and asked, in a calm and thick voice, which made people feel comfortable after listening.

Left Yi was stunned for a moment, thought how the man would know his name, later thought that he had said it on the phone, don't feel strange.

Zuo Yi nodded and sat down.

The man in front of him is wearing a gray suit, which is well tailored. His face is angular, with a pair of thick black eyebrows, high nose and dark eyes. He looks very energetic.

"I want to ask that design draft, what's your inspiration?" Left Yi opens mouth to say, her that eyes son sees toward him, the eyes inside is all doubts, oneself in the mind most want to know is this, so left Yi comes, can't wait to ask.