Ding dong.

QQ on the computer desktop flashed for a day, and a message popped up.

[Thorns, it's been three days since you were published this time, when will you be able to finish drawing here? 】

In the dark room, a short-haired woman stared at the shiny computer screen, crossed Erlang's legs, held a chocolate bar in her mouth, and replied crackling on the keyboard: "Are you in a hurry?"

Soon, the other end replied: "Hurry, it will be at the end of this month." ”

It's twenty-nine today, so aren't those two days?

She stroked her short hair, a sneaky smile on the corner of her mouth, and continued to type on the keyboard in the penguin window of the computer: "Then give me a picture of you." ”

Over there, the peerless Gao Leng editor-in-chief twisted his eyebrows fiercely, knowing that she was ** sick again.

Neither is it to give.

Neither is it if you don't give.

Thorn is the hottest illustrator today, whether it is ancient and modern, or fantasy realism, in various styles and subject areas, as long as she can think of it, she can draw the best form.

It's just that this guy has a quirk.

Although it is normal to have some quirks in art, the key is that her quirks are nothing else, just rotten.

And it's a rotten mess.

The editor-in-chief of Jiang University didn't know where this guy saw his photo, so he asked for it when he asked her to paint.

As long as you give a selfie, draw it.

Don't give?

Then don't draw.

It's just willful to the extreme! But he can't do anything about this woman.

Jiang Chen rubbed the corners of his forehead with a little headache, and made the last dying struggle: "If you don't give it, you won't paint?"

[Editor-in-chief of Jiang University, what do you say?]

Through the computer, Jiang Chen could imagine how cunning the woman was smiling, and her eyebrows were very distressed: "...... What are you doing with my picture?"

Thinking that she frequently asked for his photos during this time, as well as her special habits, Jiang Chen had to think more.

Song Ningyu played with the paintbrush in her hand, and her eyes were crooked when she saw the reply of a certain editor-in-chief, and she deliberately waited for a while, feeling that the person on the other end was going crazy, so she tapped the keyboard slowly: "What else can I do, it's nothing more than ...... Appreciation. ”

The legendary Kaolin Flower is actually quite interesting, it is much stronger than the old old one that Song Ningyu encountered before.

I just don't know if the real person is as handsome as the photos.

Still is......

See the light and die hahaha.

If Jiang Chen believed Song Ningyu's mouth, he really didn't need to be the editor-in-chief.

He wrinkled his eyebrows and crackled on the keyboard: "Thorns, don't be kidding, I'm telling you seriously, the character must be drawn at the end of the month, otherwise it won't be published." ”

[Give me the photo, I will definitely draw the character for you on time, okay?]

This time, the editor-in-chief of Jiang University replied faster, almost in the blink of an eye: "Okay." ”

said that it was too late, a selfie appeared in front of Song Ningyu's computer, the person in the photo was handsome and elegant, and he also wore a gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his tall nose, which was extremely serious.

Ahem, there is also a hint of abstinence.

Song Ningyu tilted her head, chuckled, and couldn't help but tease him: "Since the editor-in-chief of Jiang University is so curious, then let me tell you, in fact, I will collect your photos...... Do you believe it?"

Originally, she wanted to say that she was obscene, but she was worried that a certain editor-in-chief would be thin-skinned and flirtatious, so she stopped the fire.

said it so vaguely, Song Ningyu was very sure that he should understand what she meant.

Without waiting for a reply, Song Ningyu continued to tap on the keyboard and asked, "By the way, why do you just slap your face, how beautiful your whole body looks like before." ”

She's a carnivore, and just looking at her face won't satisfy her.

Jiang Chen rubbed the corners of his forehead, poured a sip of water angrily, calmed down, and his dark eyes were dark: "Okay, you can draw." ”

He was afraid that if he continued to talk to this girl, he would not be able to keep this calm.

Song Ningyu pursed her lips, she had just teased, why did she coax, "Doesn't the editor-in-chief want to know what I do with your photos?"

The answer on the other end was simple and clear: "I don't want to. 】

Song Ningyu held her face and said with a smile: "I didn't group you with other men as CP, I just think you are quite handsome." ”

Pure love and nothing more.

In the dark of the night, and these suddenly a little out of place, it is difficult for people not to think about anything, Jiang Chen narrowed his narrow eyes slightly: [Song Ningyu, can I understand that you are teasing me at night. 】

[If not, then be normal.] 】

Song Ningyu sneered, and before she could swallow half of the Coke, she almost sprayed it all on the keyboard, and that guy was really sullen.

She loved it.

The picture was still for several minutes, Song Ningyu's avatar never jumped, Jiang Chen stared at the screen, that gaze was a little unfamiliar.

He thought he knew something about this bohemian woman until just now......

The man's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he typed a line of words in distraught: "If you don't want to sleep, go and paint." ”

[Isn't this painting?]

Song Ningyu picked up her Apple phone, neatly turned on the small desk lamp next to the computer desk, and the camera clicked and slapped several times at the messy sketch on the desktop.

Click and send.

Yes, Jiang Chen immediately received the draft drawing she sent.

The characters on the sketch are ancient and modern, each picture is carefully outlined according to her, and there is also a painting of a neatly dressed suit and leather shoes, although a straight suit is well worn, not a single button is unbuttoned, but Jiang Chen's forbidden expression is vivid and expressive.

Damn sexy!

Jiang Chen had mixed feelings in his chest, and he couldn't talk about whether he should be happy or helpless.

Although the painting is not very serious, but strictly speaking, the quality and effect are really resistant, and it was not wasted to spend so much money to invite her.

[Is it good?]

He chuckled, leaned back in the soft chair and rubbed his chin, just looking at the screen was enough to imagine the smug appearance of a woman.

With a movement in his heart, Jiang Chen stared at the window, his long fingers suddenly moved the mouse, and clicked on the voice call.

The voice came too fast, Song Ningyu was shocked, her heart was confused for half a beat, and she took the headphones sluggishly.

With a smile, he took it: "Hey~"

Jiang Chen's voice remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Collect my photos and treat me as a model every day, what are your intentions for me, huh?"

His voice was serious, but in the end, Song Ningyu heard a hint of teasing.

"What are my intentions for the editor-in-chief of Jiang University, do I still need to explain?"

Although Song Ningyu is not a big name, there are many people who sign a contract with her, why did she choose such a company that she is not very familiar with and requires a lot of farts, if it were not for Jiang Chen, a kaolin flower, she would not do it.

Just listening to the voice, Jiang Chen surged with unprecedented curiosity: "Give me a photo of you." ”

So far, he doesn't know what she looks like, and the gap in his heart makes him very unhappy.