Ah Jiu hesitated for a long time before making the decision to resign. His thoughts are similar to Yu Yongzhen's, since he can't give anything, it's better to give her freedom and relief.

Pain cannot be alone.

In order to relieve the pain, Ah Jiu chose to use work to numb himself. Christmas has passed, and Wang Siming's holiday is over. The life of being beaten every morning continues, and the life of beating 20 people a day continues. Ah Jiu let out his words, New Year's Day is approaching, the 20 who are good at the table can get bonuses and have a day off, and the remaining more than 100 people who are not good can only spend more devilish training.

Yiqiē in the middle of the mountain has entered the predetermined track, Park Chanrong has gradually grown up, and there are fewer and fewer things that need him to make decisions. Other things in the Flying Car Party are basically no problem under Shi Hao's handling. As for Shi Hao's problem, Ah Jiu doesn't want to deal with it for the time being. He hasn't done anything out of the ordinary for the time being, and besides, the contradiction in Ah Jiu's heart is that he really doesn't have any qualifications to say three or four words.

Come to think of it, there is very little work that needs to be done for him now. So he can only find something to do for himself, such as the studio that has been preparing for a long time, because he has not been able to take care of it, so he has not been able to put it into use, and the matter of investing once a month, if he wants to do it, of course no one will rob him.

Coming out of his father-in-law's boxing gym, Ah Jiu called Shi Hao and asked him to send all the recent investment requests to his mailbox. Then get in the car and head straight to the studio in Seocho, which is his studio.

After living for twenty-seven years, in addition to martial arts, he spent the second most time doing one thing in college in the past few years, this thing is called 'imaging', which can be simply understood as a photographer, and he also learned the theoretical part, but he basically didn't understand it too much, and barely passed.

Although when I first went to college. His thoughts were just to go to college, and he didn't particularly care what department he studied. But after studying imaging, he still likes it. Because you can take pictures, you can leave beautiful things behind. But his works. Always being taught to be vulgar. The current school of imaging focuses on color, and the stronger the color contrast, the higher the artistic compulsion. But Ah Jiu's homework in the past few years is either an aunt who sells watermelons on a hot day. Either it's a foreman squatting and smoking a cigarette on the construction site, or a little girl with a good figure on the street...... In short, most of them are things that most people can shoot, so his works are not forced enough, that is, vulgar.

But Ah Jiu enjoys this kind of cheesiness very much, and his understanding of the image is that there must be some meaning in shooting these things. And what he thinks makes sense is that anyone can see what it is. It's like that kind of hard work, it's all white, and a red dot pops up in the middle, who understands what it is. Who knows what this brain-dead was thinking at the time, and even if he figured it out, what was the meaning? Could it be that a normal person finally understood a brain-dead idea from an unbelievable perspective?

He doesn't want to be an artist like that.

But the location of his studio is a gathering place for serious artists.

This place is called Seocho Art District, or Seocho-gu Art Factory. Seocho-gu is in the city of Seoul and is actually such a location. The residential area here is very small, only about one-fifth, nearly half of the area is green space, and the rest is the headquarters of the Samsung Group. The National Library of Korea, and then there's the 'Seocho Art District'.

There are all sorts of strange buildings, all sorts of strange shapes and colors, and it doesn't seem strange. It is not enough to embody the word art. Galleries are the most common here, and music studios are available, but studios are still unique, and for the simple reason that photographers are usually not very wealthy. At least not at the level of a painter, and the houses in the Seocho Art District are not for sale. Either it is a residency granted by South Korea to artists at the national level, or it is a lease. And the cost of leasing is very expensive, and the average person simply cannot afford it.

Ah Jiu's studio, the channel for obtaining it is like this. A famous Korean painter who enjoyed state treatment and had a single-family building in Seocho-gu as a studio. But unfortunately, the old painter was too old to have a stroke, and his daughter took him to the United States for treatment, and the studio was sold at a price. Of course, this is not in line with the management norms, but there are many people who do it privately. Shi Hao paid a sum of money, and the studio was renovated, and it became Ah Jiu's studio.

Speaking of which, it was the first time for Ah Jiu to come to this place. From the outside, he was quite satisfied. It is a bit similar to a Chinese garden, surrounded by lush vegetation, there is a large green area in front of the house, and there is a pond on the side, the water in the pond has been frozen into ice, the ice surface is smooth and smooth, which is easily reminiscent of an ice skating rink, and the structure of the house is somewhat similar to Japanese architecture, but with the style of Chinese architecture. The internal structure is very Korean, a house combines the styles of China, Japan and South Korea, and it is not very abrupt, and it is already commendable in general.

Ah Jiu specially instructed Shi Hao to set the passwords of all doors to be the same, so he was unimpeded, the basic decoration had already been completed, and the rest of the things, Ah Jiu had to complete it by himself, he walked around, and he knew in his heart that if no one helped, it would take him at least four or five days to finish.

Just what I wanted.

Ah Jiu took off his coat, put on his gloves, and began to work.

His original plan was to use it as a studio and photo showroom, but now that he's interested in music, he needs to change it slightly. The area of the studio can be reduced a little, and the photo showroom can also be eliminated, and half of the area can be used as a recording studio. Although it was very troublesome, Ah Jiu couldn't wait for more things to do now, so he was not afraid of trouble and was in full swing.

Unconsciously, the time for lunch passed, and he still had no intention of stopping. After another two or three hours, the sky was a little darker, and Ah Jiu felt a little hungry, put down the paint bucket in his hand, fell to the ground, and took out his mobile phone to call for takeout.

I was searching, and suddenly my phone rang. Ah Jiu looked at the phone screen and hesitated to answer.

The hesitation lasted for two seconds, but Ah Jiu still picked up the phone.

"Oppa, why did you quit?"

"Because there are more important things to do," Ah Jiu put his phone under his chin and looked at the ceiling: "If you are persuading me not to resign, then don't speak, I have already resigned." ”

"I didn't mean that, I just wanted to ask, when will you compete with me?"

Ah Jiu smiled bitterly twice and said, "You haven't forgotten that incident? Haven't I already bowed to the upper hand?" Xu Xiaoxian, this matter, you shouldn't look for me, it's not me who says that your talent is not good, you go to Yu Yongzhen?"

"......" There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and Xu Xian said, "Oppa, do you have time now?" )