Nowhere is this more evident than in the artist.

Then I sat down, held the drawing paper and thought for a long time, the beautiful face was very bright and lovely in the sun, and from time to time I took the pen to adjust the position, and after a while, a sketch of the sunset was outlined.

No one could disturb her while Wentin was painting, and she forgot about Andy, the photographer, and the bulky camera.

Anyway, the painting material was almost finished, and Andy began to take out another smaller camera and shoot around the studio.

You know, this is simply a natural work of art, and it is a fine product when inserted into the show.

The other side.

Mao Feng had a big blood bag broken on his head, there was no shortage of bruises on his body, and his hair was messy, but even so, every photographer regarded the camera as if it were his own child.

It's all caused by the raving fan attacks.

"I must take these" Mao Feng clenched his fists, his eyes full of determination.

Shen **'s eyes were not shocked, she was used to facing this matter, and she would be as anxious as Maofeng at the beginning, if it didn't happen every day, she wouldn't be so ordinary.

"This is the medicine bag, I still have to go to class, I can't accompany you. Shen ** said slightly apologetically.

After all, the person who graduated early was Wen Ting, not her Shen **.

Even if he has excellent grades and a high IQ, he has never taken the Wen Ting test.

She's an academic genius!

Maofeng couldn't help but be stunned, and looked at Shen ** in front of him in surprise, indeed, it is not difficult to see by looking at the age that it should still be at the age of going to college.

It's just that according to common sense, a person who can be a housekeeper in Wen Mansion must be full-time in order to take care of Wen Ting and Si Nanyu in every detail, and only then can they meet their identities.

I didn't expect it to be so easy to be a housekeeper here, and I could do it while going to school.

I can't help but feel that this Wen Mansion is simply a pure land.

After Shen ** finished speaking, he hurriedly took a square black schoolbag and left the Wen Mansion in a bulky white protective suit, leaving only Mao Feng and Wang Wei looking at each other.

"It's really strange here, this kind of thing can happen, no matter what, I must get justice for Sister Wen, she is so good!" Mao Feng muttered indignantly as he drugged himself.

Wang Wei also sat on the sofa, right next to Mao Feng, and took the miserable wounds on Mao Feng's body into his eyes, **** is not like this, he beats people indiscriminately, and beats people like this, there is no royal law.

But as a director, he has more experience and has seen through these.

He knew that if Wen Ting stopped the people outside, they would never see today's scene, and now this scene must be Wen Ting's intention to let them see it, and there are many people mixed in it, and they can't risk it.

But in the face of the high-spirited Maofeng, he still said earnestly: "Shoot it first, don't let go of any evidence, whether it will be released at that time is a matter for the later program team." ”

"Okay, I'll have to take care of this anyway!" Maofeng seemed to be infected, and his anger did not stop.

Si Nanyu left the Wen Mansion early in the morning and went to work in the Si Group, and now the owner of the villa is left with the dedicated Wen Ting, and the rest are staff.

It was so boring that at noon, Andy looked at the motionless Wen Ting a little tiredly, she actually sat on this wooden chair like this, and painted for five and a half hours without any distraction! What kind of willpower is this!

As the retro alarm clock on the wall made a woodpecker sound, a small woodpecker came out of the clock and pecked the artificial wood in front of it fiercely, making a dull sound.

The two voices blended, and Andy, who had already dozed off, woke up and looked at Wen Ting in front of him in a panic.

And Wen Ting looked too steady, stopped his brush, glanced at the painting in front of him, and then turned his head to look at Andy on the side, and said with a chuckle: "It's noon, let's go to dinner." ”

This alarm clock is specially designed for Wen Ting, and the sound is to stimulate brain cells and wake people up quickly, which is just right for Wen Ting's habit of non-stop painting as soon as he starts painting.

Saying that, he stood up, moved his sore hands and feet, and sat motionless for a long time, which was really bad for his health.

Andy hurriedly set up the camera and began to follow Wenting.

Wen Ting couldn't help blinking, this way of communicating is really a bit strange, when there is obviously a person next to him when he speaks, but he doesn't get a response.

Walking into the living room, Mao Feng had already bandaged the wound, and when they saw Wen Ting coming down, Mao Feng and Wang Wei hurriedly stood up, smiled and nodded, but still didn't say a word.

Wen Ting raised his eyebrows, and simply forced himself to forget about the fact that there was someone next to him, and came to the kitchen by himself, because the staff couldn't eat with Wen Ting, that is to say, only Wen Ting ate alone, plus the pressure of a painting, Wen Ting simply ate something simple.

Milk and oats were taken out of the neat brown double-door refrigerator and placed in a brown glass bowl, and a warm cereal appeared in front of her.

After continuing to work mentally for so long, he was already hungry, Wen Ting soon feasted, and Andy and Mao Feng also hurriedly began to shoot in earnest.

"I'm only eating this little bit for convenience, and I guess the other players are also in full swing to prepare. Wen Ting said thoughtfully.

But as soon as the words fell, there was a knock at the door.

It's not the doorbell, but the knocking sound, how can ordinary people choose to knock on the door without ringing the doorbell when they come to Wen House.

Wen Ting's heart sank, and he immediately understood the identity of the person who came, and after waiting for so long, he still waited for today. But the problem is, I don't know why, Liu Tao has not come back since he went to a psychiatric hospital yesterday and asked him to leave.

Put down the dishes and chopsticks and stood up to open the door, only to see that there were indeed three people standing at the door, the eldest mother and her two children, standing pitifully at the door, looking disgraced, but also dressed in the countryside.

"Miss Wen, you are finally willing to see us, we have finally found your place to live. Before Wen Ting could speak, the eldest lady took the lead, and the originally dry tear ducts finally shed tears again after a few days of recuperation.

The two children behind him stared at Wen Ting and the camera inside the door with wide eyes.

The two photographers who were in control of the camera hurriedly looked at each other, and both frowned, they were just here to record the schedule of the paintings, why were there so many emergencies.

Although he had doubts in his heart, he immediately raised the camera and aimed at the person in front of him.

"Let's go inside, there's going to be someone beating us outside. The eldest lady was full of anger, pushed Wen Ting and the two photographers away, and pulled the two children into the Wen house.