Chapter Ninety-Four: The Studio

"I don't know it well, I helped my grandfather brew soy sauce when I was a child, but the general steps are clear. Qin Yanxi replied. "What, you're going to make your own soy sauce? ”

"Hmm. "Guan Lang has already decided to brew his own autumn oil, and he will not waver.

"Sister Xi, why do you reply to messages so quickly every time. Guan Lang said with emotion.

Qin Yanxi stared at her phone, biting her fingers, shocked in her heart.

She set up a message reminder for Guan Lang, every time Guan Lang sent a message, there was a ringing reminder, and she could naturally know it immediately, she had been used to it in seconds, and it was really not normal to think about it now.

No, the next time I get the news, I'll have to dry him for a while.

Of course, Qin Yanxi didn't want Guan Lang to know, and she also set up a strong reminder, and if he knew it, she might be ridiculed, it was too embarrassing.

Qin Yanxi immediately replied with a tsundere expression as if nothing had happened.

"I'm very busy at work, WeChat is always on the computer, just now I was dealing with school work, and on the weekend I want to take the first grade to visit the Aoba Design Institute in LS District. ”

She didn't lie, she was indeed going to lead the first-year freshmen to visit some design institutes and firms with a few teachers, including her father's Qin Zhu office.

But in fact, the work arrangement was handled at noon, she was watching a TV series just now, and she was just temporarily using work as a shield.

Guan Lang nodded, and didn't dwell too much on Qin Yanxi's second response question.

"Since Sister Xi, you have something to do on the weekend, I won't bother you, I'll go ask others, right?" Guan Lang heard that Qin Yanxi was so busy, and he was embarrassed to ask Qin Yanxi to help, so he politely ended the conversation.

"Wait... Are you going to be in a hurry to start brewing this weekend?" asked Qin Yanxi. "Have you bought all the ingredients?" soybeans, koji essence, flour ......?"

"Why don't you brew it until next weekend?"

She is quite willing to help Guan Lang brew soy sauce, this kind of activity will give her an intimate atmosphere of life.

"It's okay, I'm just going to be thinking about it this weekend. "Guan Lang didn't plan to make anything the first time, let's learn while experimenting.

Qin Yanxi couldn't persuade Guan Lang, so she had no choice but to change her words.

"But..."

"I won't be too busy this weekend, I will take the freshmen to visit the design institute on Saturday, and I don't have anything to do on Sunday, I can go to your house to help you. ”

"Don't worry, you're clumsy, and you'll definitely get into trouble if no one teaches you. ”

Qin Yanxi silently said sorry to her best friend who had made an appointment to go shopping on Sunday.

"My hands-on ability is not as bad as you say, right?" Guan Lang was not convinced. "I made a lot of models for you! You make things more than I do. ”

“。。。。。。 Qin Yanxi was poked in the sore spot and couldn't speak, she is indeed not very good at making handmade models, and she always makes mistakes when sticking materials, can she make models and talk about brewing soy sauce?

She is still very confident in things related to cooking.

"Then do you want me to help?"

"That's... If you have time, you can do it too. "Guan Lang naturally won't refuse, it's definitely better to be taught by someone than to explore it yourself.

"Then I'll go to your house on Sunday, and I'll tell you what you need to prepare, so you can prepare in advance. Qin Yanxi snorted happily twice. "Also, this Saturday's dinner has been changed to next Saturday, you should have time, right?"

This Saturday, it was originally agreed to go to Qin Yanxi's house as a guest, and her mother cooked a big meal to entertain him, but now that it has been postponed, Guan Lang has nothing to do.

"Got it. Let me tell you something, I have a cat, it's cute, you haven't seen it yet, have you?"

"Take a picture and take a look. ”

......

"Cousin, do you have "Caigen Tan" on the bookshelf in your room? Our Chinese teacher has assigned an excerpt homework, if I don't have it, I will buy a copy on the spot. Wu Yazhen was writing her homework on the table in the living room, and suddenly looked up and asked.

Guan Lang was still sitting on the sofa at this time to clean up the cat hair that Qianqiu had fallen, and after cleaning it, he would go out for a night run.

Hearing Wu Yazhen's inquiry, Guan Lang thought for a while.

"Caigen Tan, I seem to have a little impression, there should be one in the bookshelf, you can go and get it yourself." ”

Wu Yazhen got up and prepared to go into Guan Lang's room to get the book.

"No, you're on the wrong track. The bookshelf is in the studio over there. Guan Lang found Wu Yazhen walking towards his room and corrected him.

"Studio?" Wu Yazhen stopped, took two steps back, and looked at the unfamiliar mahogany gate on the left.

She hadn't been in this room yet.

It turned out to be her cousin's studio? She thought it was an empty guest room.

However, didn't my cousin study architecture? Do you still need a studio? Wu Yazhen was a little confused.

In fact, this is also a coincidence, because Guan Lang's usual painting time is free during the day, and she was still in school at that time, so naturally she didn't touch Guan Lang to paint, and she didn't notice this closed room in the two weeks she came.

Guan Lang didn't mention to her that he was drawing illustrations part-time, because his little cousin didn't ask, he said for no reason that he always had a feeling of showing off, after all, he has made some achievements in illustration now.

For various reasons, Wu Yazhen has never been clear about the true function of this room.

Wu Yazhen curiously twisted open the door and walked in.

Turn on the lampholder switch on the wall next to you.

The next moment, the dark room suddenly lit up.

She looked around with a slight curiosity.

On the walls are several framed watercolor and gouache paintings.

On the table, a few unfinished drafts were scattered.

Easels, printers, scanners, and some digital devices that Wu Yazhen doesn't recognize.

Wu Yazhen felt like she had stepped into a serious office situation.

Walk carefully around the room so as not to mess up the original layout of the room.

Are these all cousin paintings?

Wu Yazhen looked at the portfolio on the table with some surprise and a few exquisite and intricate line drawings.

Although she doesn't usually read many anime comics, she also knows a little bit about it because one of her younger sisters often prints two-dimensional illustrations to copy, and any of these illustrations make her feel thrilling and beautiful.

This should be at the level of a professional illustrator, right?

Wu Yazhen thought in surprise, looking at the various instruments and equipment on several tables.

Suddenly, the cousin who felt familiar again became mysterious and strange again.

I didn't expect my cousin to be so good, not only is he good at cooking, he loves physical exercise, and he even paints so well!

She felt that the works of her little sister who usually copied the big touch painters were not as good as her cousin's paintings.

Wu Yazhen pondered in her heart.

I searched for two minutes on the bookshelf next to the wall and got the "Caigen Tan" she needed.

"Xiangjun, if she is here, she will definitely go crazy. "Xiangjun is her little sister who likes to copy illustrations, and her dream is to become a cartoonist. It's a pity that I'm still 108,000 miles away from becoming a manga artist.,I'm very passionate about drawing and appreciating illustrations with a big touch.。