Some kind of delicate blue object is hard to think of.

It doesn’t feel good to do abstract things with blue.

So after thinking about it for a long time, I just didn't think of a reason.

"It seems that you can't think about the color system, there are too few choices." Chu Rong sighed and said.

Song Ci nodded his head approvingly: "Well, where do we think about it now, animal, plant, or animation-related?!"

That's all Song Ci can think of.

After watching so many cartoons, I can still apply what I have learned.

But if it can be used, I don't know.

Chu Rong tried the direction given by Song Ci for a moment.

Imagine blue cats and dogs, blue flowers, blue anime characters...

"Hi..." Chu Rong took a breath, and felt that his eyes were so hot!

I have never seen a team badge such as Spicy Eyes!

Therefore, Chu Rong did not hesitate to kick Song Ci's proposal out of his head.

Song Ci tried to imagine it himself, and suddenly it felt like Chu Rong's thoughts, and it was really super eye-catching.

Song Ci lay completely on the sofa, feeling unable to live.

The two of them stared at them with big eyes, and finally decided, forget it, it's better to let Song Xiao arrange the design drawings.

There are so many things that people come into contact with, maybe they have a good idea.

Thinking about it this way, the two of them were particularly irresponsible and threw the matter out of the clouds.

Song Ci continued to scan Weibo while Chu Rong continued to look down at the phone and wondered what he was dealing with.

The two didn't bother anyone, but the atmosphere didn't seem strange, on the contrary, there was a strange sense of harmony.

These two people, Yu Mou and Song Banlan, have been running to the training base whenever they have time, and they don't know what they are up to.

Thinking about this, Song Ci felt that the current position of the stall was not comfortable enough, so after a while, he chose Chu Rong's leg.

With the pillow on Chu Rong's lap, he can sleep too much comfortably. In this way, there is no need for a white pillow.

Song Ci leaned over, Chu Rong also raised his hand very naturally, so that Song Ci could sleep better.

Song Ci lay on Chu Rong's lap and swiped Weibo. Seeing that Chu Rong must be staring at the phone and tapping on the phone's keyboard, he seemed to care about typing and was a little curious about what Chu Rong was doing.

Thinking of this, Song Ci simply asked.

"You have been staring at the phone, is there something wrong?" Song Ci asked quite simply, but he didn't care if Chu Rong would answer.

"Handle recruitment. I just posted a few advertisements, and many people came to ask." Chu Rong said, with a rather distressed tone.

There were too many applicants, and Chu Rong wanted various choices.

Song Ci rolled his eyes and felt that Chu Rong was doing this.

Nobody cares about recruiting. Just after Chu Rong posted a few advertisements, so many people came to apply.

"Okay." Song Ci also said casually, and then continued to scan Weibo with Chu Rong's leg pillowed.

Lying on Chu Rong's lap and swiping Weibo for a while, Chu Rong stretched out his hand and patted Song Ci on the head.

Song Ci looked at it suspiciously, not knowing what Chu Rong meant.

"I should go cooking, what do you want to eat?!" Chu Rong looked at the time and felt that if he didn't cook, Song Ci should be hungry for a while.

"Oh oh oh." Song Ci looked up quickly.

Pillow Chu Rong's legs are comfortable and comfortable, but the temptation to eat is even greater.

Chu Rong stood up and looked at Song Ci, also a little speechless.