After standing under the camphor tree for about two hours, the street finally began to fall silent.

Zhou Ling settled down, and finally dragged his suitcase to find a hotel to live in.

She has a strange trait, and the more times like this, the more calm and terrifying she becomes.

As soon as he arrived at the hotel, Zhou Ling immediately dropped his suitcase and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Warm water ran down her hair, eyelashes, nose, forcing her to close her eyes.

There is a tingling, rustling feeling, and even warm and comfortable water can be uncomfortable once it gets into a place where it shouldn't be.

After taking a shower, Zhou Ling didn't even bother to wipe his hair, picked up his mobile phone and booked a plane ticket for tomorrow afternoon.

She has her own principles and bottom line, and since Rong Zheng is not worthy of her trust so much, then she must also wronged herself.

Just like when she resolutely broke up with Wen Zhuo, this time, she will also break up neatly.

There was a round clock hanging on the wall of the hotel, and after buying a ticket, Zhou Ling looked up and saw that it was exactly twelve o'clock.

Today...... It's her birthday.

The phone trembled suddenly, and Zhou Ling opened it to take a look.

"Happy birthday, I wish my mother's little spirit always happiness and happiness. ”

There is also a birthday red envelope of 1,000 yuan at the bottom.

In an instant, the nose was sore, and tears inexplicably went to the pearl of the broken line, blurring the text messages of the mobile phone.

She didn't cry in such a desperate moment just now, but now she couldn't hold back anything.

On this special day, no one sent a word of blessing, only her mother, year after year, never forgotten.

Mom is a person who likes to go to bed early, and she will be sleepy at nine o'clock and will not be able to go to bed.

But she stayed up until twelve o'clock, just to give her a birthday wish.

At this moment, Zhou Ling wanted to return to her mother desperately, and then hugged her hard.

Even those adults who are indifferent to others in the workplace and have no expression on their faces will always be the children who don't grow up in front of their mothers.

Outside, they can endure countless grievances and misunderstandings, but sometimes a word from their parents can make them unload their hearts and cry like a child.

"Mom, thank you!"

Zhou Ling replied, but the red envelope was not accepted.

It said it was typing, but it took a long time for a sentence to come, "Go to bed early, good night." ”

Obviously, she edited countless words to care, and in the end, in order not to disturb her daughter, she only replied with a few words.

"Hello, is it Miss Zhou?"

Outside the door, someone knocked softly.

Zhou Ling hurriedly wiped the tears from his face, quickly calmed down his turbulent mind, and opened the door with a polite smile on his face.

Outside the door was a female waitress in work clothes, and Zhou Ling remembered that it was the hotel front desk that had just registered for her.

"Hello, is there anything wrong?"

The waitress took a beautiful small box from behind her, bent down and handed it to Zhou Ling, "When I checked in just now, I found out that today is Miss Zhou's birthday, and it is our hotel's tradition to prepare a cake for the guests staying on the birthday." Miss Zhou, I wish you a happy birthday. ”

The waiter had a bright smile on his face and spoke in a gentle and gentle tone.

"Thank you. Zhou Ling smiled lightly, ironed in his heart, took the cake in the waiter's hand, and sincerely thanked him.

"You're welcome, thank you Miss Zhou for your support of our hotel. If this little cake can make Miss Zhou happy, it will be our supreme honor. ”

Both in terms of etiquette and in every way, the service at this hotel is simply impeccable.

"Thank you for your dedication, I'm very happy. ”

The gloom in her heart dissipated a little because of this carefully prepared birthday cake, and the smile on her face unconsciously took on temperature.

"Good night. ”

"Good night. ”

Zhou Ling didn't expect that on his birthday, it was actually the people from the hotel who prepared a cake for him.

The small cake, decorated with fruit and cream flowers, has a small card inserted on it that reads: Happy Birthday.

She scooped a spoonful and put it in her mouth, the sweet cream that melted in her mouth, the sweet and sour fruit, and she narrowed her eyes.

Although there were some deviations from this trip, it was a surprise, wasn't it?

Zhou Ling comforted, but somewhere in his heart was still slightly sour.

Throughout the night, Rong Zheng walked out of the door a little tired.

He had finished painting the previous night, but he lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, so he kept his eyes open until dawn.

"Yes, Rong Zheng, you really didn't disappoint the teacher. ”

Rong Zheng handed the painting to Yan Yishan, and Yan Yishan nodded with satisfaction after seeing it.

He didn't look at the wrong person, Rong Zheng's talent in painting is rarely matched, but what he likes most is Rong Zheng's humble attitude, as well as persistence and persistence.

If you can have such a young person, why can't you go far?

Yan Yishan was quite relieved in his heart, he had taught a lot of students over the years, and people like Rong Zheng who were both talented but not proud were like a rarity.

In fact, painting is not a human being? How can a person who is full of financial interests and calculations have such a calm mind to paint quietly.

Even if he has great skills, in the end he is just a soulless smear.

For example, Feng Aishan, he used to have a passion for painting, but unfortunately...... From the beginning, it was not a pure purpose, and it was destined that his life would end here.

Therefore, Yan Yishan cherishes a good seedling like Rong Zheng even more, and is more interested in cultivating him.

"Prepare well, it's important to meet the people you are going to meet today. ”

When Rong Zheng was about to go back to his room, Yan Yishan specially instructed.

Not long after Rong Zheng left, Zhao Jiyue also got up.

At that time, Yan Yishan was admiring Rong Zheng's painting, and when he saw Zhao Jiyue coming in, he hurriedly greeted, "Come and see this painting." ”

This is a landscape painting, and after one night of revision, some minor flaws have been corrected, and the colors and frames have been perfected.

To be honest, Zhao Jiyue didn't dare to guarantee that she would still be in such a state of mind to repair the painting after returning from the beautiful scenery, and she could still paint so well.

After all, inspiration is such a thing as a flash, and when you think about it later, there is no flash of inspiration for that moment.

In some ways, Rong Zheng's talent is stronger than hers.

What she took advantage of was just a few more years of experience and four years of professional knowledge at university.

If Rong Zheng started like her, now I'm afraid she only has to look up.

"Rong Zheng is indeed a very talented person. Zhao Jiyue was sincerely admired.

As if thinking of something, Yan Yishan looked at Zhao Jiyue with some regret, "It's a pity, otherwise you two might be able to get together." ”