Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Fifteenth Day of the First Lunar Month Comes to Move

How on earth does a woman who doesn't touch her fingers before she gets married support her husband after his death? Thinking of this, An Ye couldn't hide his distress, but he could only silently wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and when the situation calmed down, he put his hand on Zhao Zhihui's shoulder: "Mom, let's not talk about this, I have also cleared up the relationship with the Du family now, and the life of our family will get better and better, although it is only a studio, it may not be possible to turn it into a gallery in the future." ”

An Yi also came over and added: "Mom, Anzi is right, the days will get better and better." ”

Zhao Zhihui didn't speak, once she got serious, she would devote herself wholeheartedly. An Ye looked down and saw that the charcoal had turned into a painting on the ground at some point, in which An Ye and An Yi were on their shoulders, and Zhao Zhihui and An Siyu were sitting in front of them.

After the painting, Zhao Zhihui signed a contract with the landlord and paid three months' rent and deposit.

After this matter was done, Zhao Zhihui let the brother and sister not have to worry about it anymore, and she would figure out the rest of the things such as painting tools and teaching molds.

An Ye and An Yi were not at ease, so they followed Zhao Zhihui as porters for the next few days. Li Rui already knew about this matter and was very supportive, and when the magazine was not busy, he would also help Zhao Zhihui Zhang Luo's studio.

Time flies, and soon it will be the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the day of the Lantern Festival, and the family rarely gathers at home to rest.

"An Ye?" On the night of the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, An Ye received a call from his master Bai Yingtian.

She was so excited that she went into her room and closed the door tightly in order not to be hindered by the brilliant fireworks that were set off everywhere to prevent her from talking to him.

"Well, yes, master, you can say it!" An Ye was a little excited. Bai Yingtian is her idol, a real idol, the idol called, how could An Ye not be excited.

"Come and help me move!" The other party's tone was completely unpolite, and he completely regarded An Ye as his own.

"Moving, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month?" An Ye asked rhetorically, she was completely confused, this is the Lantern Festival, a day for the whole country to celebrate, even if the landlord is on holiday, who is so lacking in virtue to let him move on the fifteenth day of the New Year!

"Don't ask so much, take a taxi to the red man's apartment on Huixi Road immediately, Wei Zhe will wait for you below. By the way, it would be best if you could call other people, because there is a shortage of manpower for the Chinese New Year. ”

Bai Yingtian hung up the phone after speaking, and the busy tone on the phone confused her. But it is foreseeable that not only is it unlucky to be Bai Yingtian's apprentice, but even Bai Yingtian's buddies are unlucky.

This is the master's order, even if you don't want An Ye to go.

So An Ye could only get dressed, and after explaining the situation to Zhao Zhihui and Li Rui, he went out.

In the corridor, I happened to meet Xie Nan, who asked her to set off fireworks.

This is good, Xie Nan immediately put down the fireworks in his hand, and was so excited that he shouted to follow him as if he had picked up a gold ingot.

"Da Nan, this is going to move, how far can you hurry up and hide!" An Ye was completely for her good.

Xie Nan complained: "What's wrong with moving, it depends on who is moving, Bai Yingtian is my dish, I haven't seen him for sixty-seven days and three hours, you just let me go!" ”

Sixty-seven days and three hours, An Ye wanted to ask her how she got this number, but she felt that she should not ask.

If Bai Yingtian is really GAY, then Xie Nan's liking will never be reciprocated, and these sixty-seven days and three hours of thinking are nothing.

An Ye couldn't lie to Xie Nan, but he didn't know how to explain it.

Xie Nan and An Ye took a taxi to the celebrity apartment, and they saw Wei Zhe wearing a blue gradient sweater.

The high-necked sweater did not make him look short neck and short legs, but showed off his figure advantage.

The neat slab size and the resolute and contoured face exude a unique atmosphere between a man and a boy, and people can't help but take a second look.

He didn't care about the sweater that looked expensive, but worked very hard to move the luggage on the trailer to the commercial van.

Wei Zhe didn't feel strange after seeing An Ye and Xie Nan, it was completely expected.

An Ye started working without saying a word, and her strength and explosiveness were completely inconsistent with her figure, making her perfect for cheap labor.

Xie Nan followed behind Wei Zhe and An Ye with the lightest box, and finally couldn't hold back the question for a while: "Why do you want to move on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Bai Yingtian's character looks very good!" ”

Wei Zhe turned his head and glanced at Xie Nan, and smiled, "After you see him, you can also ask me why you can't let people stop for a while on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month." ”

Bai Yingtian's studio was officially established on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and he chose to move to Jishi on this day in the coastal city of Weicheng.

When the four of them opened the champagne, the Lantern Festival party just began, and fireworks and firecrackers rang out all over the country.

An Ye looked at Bai Yingtian's smug face, his heart was full of emotion, when Bai Yingtian stepped on the pinnacle of his life and won the gold medal for the best maker, after the reporter interviewed Bai Yingtian, he wrote in the magazine: I don't know if the myth that belongs to Bai Yingtian can be copied, but obviously, he was born for music.

An Ye completely agrees with this sentence, Bai Yingtian, who is usually a little lazy and speaks casually, only music can bring him to life.

sings well, looks good, and is proficient in writing and composing songs, the key is to be low-key, rarely steal the limelight in front of the media, and it can be described as a good character.

Since the success of her apprenticeship, An Ye has always fantasized that Bai Yingtian can guide her more, even if it is not just for her violin, but to be able to make greater progress, and to be able to be endowed with a soul, she feels that she has done a good job of apprenticeship and done it right.

But Bai Yingtian never mentioned anything related to music, and just regarded her as labor.

For a whole month after the start of school, the rest time when there was no class during the day was almost all occupied by Bai Yingtian.

Sometimes it's rubbing the guitar, sometimes it's calibrating the strings, sometimes it's wiping the piano, although the contact is all musical instruments, but he never takes the initiative to let An Ye play a song.

The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies and skin.

An Ye doesn't even need these, what she needs is repeated boring and meaningless things to stimulate the pursuit of her dreams deep in her heart.

An Ye has everything, but no passion. She seemed to be dispensable to acting and music, as if fate had dropped such a talent on her head, and she gladly accepted it, never thinking about whether she liked to express herself in the crowd or not.

An Ye impressed him, but he was not fully accepted by him, if it was a false appearance, even if Wei Zhe was asked to withdraw his investment, he was unwilling to leave people who were completely unqualified to play music by his side.

Even Wei Zhe wondered why he didn't bother to teach her when he said that An Ye had great potential.

Whenever Bai Yingtian smiled and said nothing, as if he was unfolding a secret plan that was not enough to deal with outsiders.

Every star advocates acting and singing, or singing and acting, believing that music and acting are interconnected.

Bai Yingtian never denied this, but he never agreed.