Not long before Lu Qianqian returned to the painting case, her mobile phone rang, and she came back to her senses and went to the kitchen to get pastries, which was her special alarm clock.

The boy looked back at her for a while, saw her take something into the landlord's room, and speechlessly turned around and continued to draw alone.

After Lu Qianqian pushed the door in, he saw that Ying Mingyu was sleeping very deeply, thought about it, and planned to put the pastries on the bedside table for him and leave.

Ying Mingyu reached out and grabbed her retracted arm, opened her eyes and whispered, "Give you a chance to explain." ”

Lu Qianqian was startled, dragged the leather stool at the end of the bed and sat down, tried his best to explain the reason why the people in the studio would come here to paint, and then said: "Don't worry, the studio can be used in three days at most, maybe they can go back to the studio tomorrow to paint." ”

"You're going too?"

Lu Qianqian nodded: "I promised someone else's job, of course I want to finish that painting, besides, the director of the studio has a similar painting style to me, but he paints better than me, I want to learn more." ”

Ying Mingyu ate the pastry with her eyes half-open, and only replied when she heard her say this: "Oh." ”

"I was afraid that you would be distracted by the case, so I didn't call you to tell you, next time I send a message to you?"

"Hmm."

Lu Qianqian took a closer look, could he be asleep and eating? "What do you want to eat when you wake up?"

"Forget it, there are so many of you, I'll go out to eat later."

Listening to his tone, I knew that he was unhappy, and Lu Qianqian couldn't help it, she was a little too much this time.

"Will you come with me later?"

"Me? What am I going to do, help you with the dishes? I'm done with the painting in a hurry, maybe I'll make you a supper in the evening. ”

"Then you go and paint." Ying Mingyu touched the last pastry on the plate and let people go.

Lu Qianqian took the plate out, washed it and put it in the disinfection cupboard, and then returned to the painting case again.

"Your landlord has such a small heart." The man next to her whispered to her.

Lu Qianqian smiled awkwardly, although she didn't think so, but it couldn't prevent others from thinking so. She went in for so long and came out, of course they thought that Ying Mingyu was embarrassing her.

They didn't fire at noon, and they each rested and ate some bread and cakes and other things they brought, which was convenient and quick, and there was no smell.

After another two hours, Ying Mingyu woke up and was about to go out to eat, and came out in his shirt and shouted to Lu Qianqian: "What about the coat I wore last time?" ”

"Oh, I forgot to collect it for you, you wait a minute." Lu Qianqian went to the balcony to help him collect his coat and shoes.

"I've washed it for you, do you want to wear this pair?" After handing him the clothes, Lu Qianqian put his shoes on the ground near the entrance.

Ying Mingyu put on his coat and put on his shoes directly: "What do you drink for afternoon tea, I'll help you bring it back?" ”

"I'll send you the list later, thank you."

Ying Mingyu nodded and opened the door and went out.

When he returned at half-past three, he had a large bag in the passenger seat full of the drinks he had bought. After he went upstairs and gave the things to Lu Qianqian, he looked at the house and had an urge to quit.

"Thank you, Mr. Landlord." Because Lu Qianqian called everyone to rest and drink afternoon tea, many beauties in the studio actively accosted Ying Mingyu.

"Mr. Landlord, what do you do?"

Ying Mingyu couldn't retreat and retreat, couldn't get in and couldn't get in, and looked at Lu Qianqian.

"Mr. Ying doesn't like to talk, let him go and rest."

Du Zirong asked when Ying Mingyu walked in: "Is Mr. Ying willing to be a model for others?" When this work is done, I would like to paint a portrait of Mr. Ying. ”

Ying Mingyu stopped and looked at her, he thought that only Lu Qianqian was like this: "You have to ask Lu Qianqian about this matter, and you will ask me again after she agrees." ”

Lu Qianqian was dumbfounded, under the inquiring gaze of her senior sister, she couldn't think of an answer: "Let's wait until the work at hand is done." ”

"Didn't Mr. Ying buy it for himself?" Seeing that he returned to the room empty-handed, Du Zirong changed the topic.

They sat around the beaded curtain and drank afternoon tea, stretching their bodies. Lu Qianqian thought about it and got up and went to the refrigerator to take a look, there were many people in the past two days, she gave the pudding and small cakes to the guests, and now it was empty.

After thinking about it, Lu Qianqian still gave up, it was too time-consuming to make cakes now, but it was fast to make hot drinks, so she went to help him warm up some hot drinks and sent him into the room.

Ying Mingyu was boredly flipping through the book at the desk, and he couldn't look at him.

"Why don't you sleep anymore?"

Ying Mingyu couldn't speak, he felt awkward, although they didn't make any sound, but he couldn't sleep. I want to move my muscles, there are too many people outside, and he doesn't have the courage to exercise next to him alone.

"Drink this and then go to the lying meeting, it will soon be evening."

Ying Mingyu didn't get along with his body anymore, and drank a hot drink with a cup: "You can go out when I fall asleep." ”

"I heard Brother Bao say, this case is a serial case, two people died in the same way of death, you were busy for three days and two nights in a row, and caught the murderer before the third case, so as not to kill more people. This is a big case, and you have to celebrate it later, right? ”

"Hmm."

"Then do you want to eat hot pot at home? Or do you want to go out and do it? ”

"I'm thinking."

"Ying Mingyu, don't you usually listen to songs, you really can't sing?"

Lu Qianqian babbled a lot of useless things, until Ying Mingyu didn't respond.

Seeing that he was asleep, Lu Qianqian, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, touched his face, felt that he was too obscene, got up and left the room.

This time, Ying Mingyu slept until ten o'clock in the evening, and when he got up to wash, the people outside were packing up, and the furnishings at home had been restored, and it looked like they were about to call it a day.

"Tomorrow I will come here with Zirong, you go to the studio to see if the decoration is finished, just paint at home if you don't finish." The president spoke, and everyone else responded.

"Then that's all for today, excuse me, Lu Qianqian."

"It's okay, president, as long as it's convenient for you."

Ying Mingyu came out after washing, and only saw Lu Qianqian in his eyes: "What do you eat for supper?" ”

"Hmm... How about fried dumplings? I have made a new sauce, not spicy, just right to eat at night, you can try it. ”

"Okay." Ying Mingyu saw that most of the people were walking out, did two warm-up movements, and drove the treadmill to run for a while.

"President, senior sister, I won't send you, see you tomorrow." Lu Qianqian said that he went to the bathroom to help Ying Mingyu get a towel, put it on the armrest of the treadmill, and went to the kitchen to fry dumplings.

After Du Zirong left with the president, he asked him: "I didn't have time to ask you too late yesterday, how is my junior sister?" ”

The boy did not answer directly: "What class is she from, why didn't I hear you mention it when I was in school?" ”

"Senior, how many people do you know in school? But you don't know Lu Qianqian, it's really not bad for me, she is two years lower than me, you are two years higher than me, and when she enrolled, you graduated. ”

"So she just graduated this year." The boy was a little surprised, "Her landlord is her boyfriend?" ”

Du Zirong couldn't hold back a smile: "Since she said that she is the landlord, how can she be a boyfriend." ”

The boy didn't ask any more, as for what happened after Ying Mingyu came back today, no matter how unreasonable it was, he just didn't see it.

When they knocked on the door the next day, it was Ying Mingyu who answered the door, and he was wearing a coat: "Lu Qianqian just slept not long ago, you two draw first, and call her later." ”

When the two of them entered, they understood what he meant. The picture that Lu Qianqian cooperated with the boy has completed all the line drafts, and it is almost colored. According to the progress when they left yesterday, no matter how fast Lu Qianqian painted, it would not be finished until about three o'clock in the morning. What's more, Lu Qianqian's drawing is not fast, she draws very finely, but she paints very slowly.

Du Zirong heard the sound of the landlord going out to close the door, shrugged his shoulders and asked the person next to him: "Don't dislike me for accompanying you to color, right?" ”

She can't catch up with the president's painting style, and she won't be able to help with the coloring, which is also the second reason why the president asked her to come over today, and another reason is that the president will not blatantly come over alone with Lu Qianqian.

It was almost noon when Lu Qianqian got up, and the two cooperated very well, and after she washed up, she said that she would go and make lunch for them first.

"I didn't know that your cooking skills were so good." Du Zirong quickly praised people after serving the table, "No wonder your landlord, Mr. Ying, likes to let you cook food and drink so much." ”

"I said this when I rented here, I am in charge of the kitchen and hygiene, but he bought all these kitchen appliances."

The boy obviously didn't want to talk to them about Ying Mingyu, so he asked something else: "You bought the Hanmei picture you hung in front of the painting?" ”

Lu Qianqian's answer still couldn't leave Ying Mingyu: "No, it was given to me by Ying Mingyu's friend, and when I am free, I want to paint a painting and return it to others." ”

She had already thought about what to paint, she was not going to make a cover-up composition, she wanted to paint a picture of the whole plum blossom that she could see through the open window - the picture of the Proud Snow and the Cold Plum.

The boy didn't care, took the business card and handed it to her: "Zirong didn't tell you, I am also a student of provincial arts, I am your senior, and the Academy of Fine Arts has not been merged with the Conservatory of Music when I entered the school." ”

Du Zirong continued: "I just merged when I entered the school, but it was already like this when I applied for the exam." ”

Lu Qianqian was looking at the business card in a daze, and only came back to his senses after a moment: "President, your name is Ye Junqing?" ”

At that time, when Du Zirong brought someone to introduce him, he only said that this was the president of their studio, and did not say his name.

"The surname is strange, isn't it, the name is appropriate, he looks quite handsome, and his temperament is a little colder." Du Zirong quipped.

Lu Qianqian looked at the boy wearing thin-rimmed glasses: "You drew that picture?" ”

"The works of the early years seem to be a bit deliberate now." Ye Junqing did not deny it.

Lu Qianqian didn't expect her to hang other people's paintings there generously, but she didn't even know that the original author had entered the door.

"No, I like it very much, I didn't expect to meet the original author."

"Senior, you saw it the day before yesterday, and you only talked about it today? I also deliberately gave my business card to Qianqian, do you want to mess with flowers again? Du Zirong turned around the person beside him, "I can make it clear to you in advance, the president of our family likes to provoke girls, and the last one is crying, you have to be careful." ”

Lu Qianqian is still a little obsessed with matching the person in front of her with the Hanmei picture, speaking of which, she has been drawing with Ye Junqing in the past two days, and the painting style is indeed very similar. However, now Ye Junqing's painting style is more mature, but there is less jerky interest in Hanmeitu, she didn't expect for a while that this would be his early work.

"Du Zirong, have I offended you?" Ye Junqing endured it again and again, but he didn't expect her to make inches.

"How come, you are our president, how dare I hate you as a member." Du Zirong smiled and apologized.

Lu Qianqian smiled back to his senses: "The relationship between the senior and the senior sister is really good. ”

"Lu Qianqian, I know that you have rejected the invitation to come to the studio before, but I hope you can reconsider."

Lu Qianqian didn't reply quickly this time, Ye Junqing asked her at this time, and she was indeed a little moved.