In late August, Lu Qianqian's life returned to calm, and in addition to the Gu family, it was Wang Zixi's appointment, either to go to an art exhibition, or to run an exchange meeting with his peers.

The police station works at most twice a week, and occasionally she makes a special appearance when she has a bye and brings some food as a consolation gift.

Ying Mingyu, as he said, spent half a month all night, and when he came back, he was working out and sleeping except for dinner, and the two had no communication.

Once talking about the picture book work she was thinking about before, Lu Qianqian said that she had temporarily refused, and now she is doing her best to help him draw a cordyceps sketch and give it to him before the end of midsummer.

Another time was when Ying Mingyu remembered the express delivery he had received for her before, and gave it to her unopened, and he put it in the cabinet above the shoe cabinet after receiving it.

After Lu Qianqian opened it, he looked at it next to him, the painting was shrunk into a small place, and it was placed in the place behind the catalog, and it was still complete after being opened, and her signature was almost unrecognizable to the naked eye.

Despite this, Lu Qianqian was still very happy and put the book in the corner of the countless bookshelves in the living room.

Ying Mingyu probably understands that it is a work she has done before, and it looks like there are quite a lot.

Thinking about the past two months, he has heard of more than three job offers from her, plus his own, she doesn't seem to be short of work, and she shouldn't be so short of money that she needs to work in the police department.

When he said that before, she never refuted it.

At the end of August, Lu Qianqian handed over his manuscript, and he was very satisfied. The summer night is dark and beautiful, the grass is silent and lush, the sound of insects is in the ears, and the insects leap on the paper. Praying mantises, dragonflies, and crickets appear in varying numbers.

Lu Qianqian's special service, helped him frame it, and helped him hang it up.

"After this painting, what are you going to draw, and how many drafts do you have in hand?" Ying Mingyu looked at the vivid and vivid summer night cordyceps sketch and asked.

"Well, there's something I'd like to discuss with you." After leaving his horror room, Lu Qianqian continued, "Didn't my Bishi draw you before? There is a magazine that makes antique albums and wants me to draw a similar one for them, hoping that there will be a character as well. ”

"No, I don't want to be in a third-rate magazine."

"No, you listen to me first, just draw the back, okay?"

Ying Mingyu thought for a while: "What is the bid for this painting?" ”

"The starting price is 30,000 yuan, and they have to look at the beauty after completion, but the highest price is set at 50,000 yuan." Lu Qianqian didn't know if he wanted to charge a fee, because he didn't seem to be short of money, and he was afraid of annoying him after saying it, "The picture they want is relatively large and detailed, and the time will be relatively long, I best expect it to be a month, if the painting is smooth." ”

Ying Mingyu calculated, this girl should have a lot of savings, and her pockets are very full, he really underestimated her.

"How are you going to thank me when you're done?"

Although she is a faceless model, since she admits that she painted him, he should always receive some payment.

"Well, I'm cooking you a big meal?" Lu Qianqian couldn't think of anything else to do for him.

"Even if I don't model you, you will do it if you make a good meal. Or are you usually perfunctory to me? ”

"Nope. So what do you say? ”

"I haven't thought of it yet, let you owe it first, you have to remember and not forget."

Lu Qianqian nodded helplessly.

After entering September, Ying Mingyu found that his regular cooking was unlikely, and the house was very messy, Lu Qianqian often buried himself in a pile of books and sketches, and sometimes fainted completely.

He came home one morning, and when he saw this scene at the door, he thought that there had been a murder in the house, and after turning her out, he threw her directly into the cradle on the side. He stayed up all night for two nights, was so sleepy that he went to sleep after washing.

When he was busy with a case and took a vacation, Ying Mingyu had a rare breakfast: "What's wrong with you, bottleneck period?" ”

In the past, I didn't start writing quickly after determining the model, but this time I decided on the model in advance, but I stopped moving at all.

"Although it is said to be a similar painting, I have already drawn a picture of the palace of Chu Palace before, and it seems that I am lazy to paint the same one again, so I want to reimagine the background and chronology. But after the painting was completed, I started to check very early, and it took more than a month to determine the Warring States Chu Feng...... I don't have that much time right now before I want to say ......"

The more he talked, the more chaotic it became, Ying Mingyu knocked on the table: "What's wrong with what I painted before, painting autumn lotus after painting the lotus pond, isn't it also a completely different thing?" Isn't there any other distinctive building to paint except the Chu Palace? ”

"Of course it's different, Xia He said lotus, more refers to lotus, lotus leaves are looming as a foil; Autumn lotus is different, the lotus has withered, the rest are remnants, the length of the lotus leaf will be much more important, at this time the lotus fragrance refers to the smell of the semi-withered lotus leaf rather than the strong fragrance of the lotus......"

It seems that she really did it, and the idea of Mr. Liu's manuscript downstairs was not painted in the end.

"Is there a difference in the Chu Palace? There must be different places such as the main hall, the side hall, and the inner room, right? Even if the style is similar, the décor will be different in different rooms, right? ”

"Saying this, it seems to be ......" Lu Qianqian's mind flashed, and she bit her chopsticks fiercely, so painful that she threw away her chopsticks and covered her mouth with an expression that her teeth were about to fall out.

"Heh......" Ying Mingyu felt that this girl would murder herself sooner or later.

After breakfast, Lu Qianqian immediately rummaged through the materials he needed, and quickly cleaned up the mess in the living room after finding it, and he had the momentum of becoming a fat man in one go. Ying Mingyu, who was jogging at home, grabbed her by the back collar and pushed her to the kitchen to make lunch.

Before taking a nap, Ying Mingyu saw Lu Qianqian's "superstition", before she started writing, she held the brush with her hands together and made a prayer-like gesture, closed her eyes and silently recited something, and then began to draw the frame.

"Is it a painter or a wizard?" After complaining like this, Ying Mingyu went back to the room for a nap.

After waking up, she picked out a book, and Ying Mingyu sat on the sofa behind her and looked at it a little. It seems that she did not take his advice, and instead of choosing another building for detailed depiction, she chose to do the overall composition of the exterior.

In this way, although there are some delicate parts missing, there is a sense of grandeur and a thick sense of history, and the blank space of the sky may be more suitable for the album than the previous paintings.

"Isn't it inappropriate for you to always draw banners and put them in magazines?" Generally, there are more vertical versions.

Lu Qianqian was stunned: "Oops." ”

She didn't seem to realize that someone was talking to her, and immediately called out after she finished speaking: "I'm sorry, is it okay?" I had already started drawing it, and it was a banner before, so I forgot about ......"

"Thanks, sorry, I'm really sorry."

"How, do you want to redraw?" Ying Mingyu felt that he found out too early, and it was better than going to hand in the first draft and being rejected completely.

Lu Qianqian shook his head: "Said that it would help me put it in the middle page, and the two pages would be printed together, if not, I would do it on both sides, as long as the drawing was done, there would be no problem, and there were many other ways." ”

really looked up to her, Ying Mingyu got up to get a drink, poured a cup for her, and put it in her hand.

"This can't be put here." Lu Qianqian didn't come back to his senses from the painting at all.

Ying Mingyu took the cup, thinking about it, if it was spilled on the painting, it would be the end of the world for her. Thinking about it this way, how she used to paint in such a small dormitory, the conditions were so difficult.

Seeing that the time was a little late, Ying Mingyu forcibly stopped her: "The composition is already there, it's okay to paint it later." I forgot to tell you that Mei Mei wanted to come to dinner today, saying that she brought her daughter with her, and she said that she mentioned it to you. ”

"Ah, yes, she said that grapefruit is a picky eater, and she wanted me to chop up the carrots and put them in the fruit and vegetable soup, and forgot about them! Carrots haven't been bought yet! ”

Ying Mingyu drove the car to take her out, and when she came back, she happened to meet Liu Tianming, and the three greeted her amicably. Liu Tianming also deliberately gave Ying Mingyu a smile of understanding, of course, Ying Mingyu did not feel the same way.

When Lu Qianqian was making vegetable soup, she was wondering if she should also try this method, and quietly put the things that Ying Mingyu didn't eat in the dishes to hide, maybe he could get rid of the habit of picky eating. As long as you cover it up with the smell, it will work.

Halfway through, Ying Mingyu went to the gate of the community to pick up the beauty and the little guests, and the beauty completely forgot which one it was, and said in the elevator: "I will remember it when I come often in the future." ”

I plan to come often, Ying Mingyu swallowed back this sentence.

"Bao inquired about them and wanted to come, but I feel that it will disturb the world of the two of you, so I will be cheeky to come over in two days to eat."

In the world of two people, Ying Mingyu looked at the child who was holding his mother's hand and didn't dare to look at him.

"Yuzu is three and a half years old, sister, I will eat a lot of vegetables." After a while, the grapefruit was entangled with Lu Qianqian, who was cooking.

"Beautiful, she seems to have called me uncle just now, did you teach me?"

"Boss, don't care about this kind of detail." Meili coughed twice, "In this way, you still have to call me sister, can you call me?" ”

During the meal, Yuzu also wanted Lu Qianqian to hold her to eat, and under the strict management of Beauty, she sat next to Lu Qianqian.

"Yuzu will finish drinking a bowl of vegetable soup, and my sister will give you a small cake after dinner, a small cake with strawberries on top."

"Won't it bother you too much?" Seeing her daughter struggling to drink the soup, Meili was a little sorry, and she took something away for nothing.

Lu Qianqian shook his head: "Usually I will prepare it for myself, Ying Mingyu also loves desserts, and there is still today in the refrigerator." ”

"Boss, you love to eat too?" She really didn't know.

Ying Mingyu was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know what Lu Qianqian wanted to say more. It's not that he likes sweets, it's just that he wants to try everything she makes, and then he likes to eat it very much, and unconsciously gave Lu Qianqian such an illusion.

"Girl, you have to be careful to get fat like this, no one will want you when the time comes...... Ah, I don't think there's anything to worry about. Mei glanced at the boss as she said the latter sentence.

"No, it's all low-sugar and low-fat, and the cream I bought is very good." Lu Qianqian didn't listen to the content behind.

As Meili said, in the next few days, Bao Zhan Ding Yuan, including Fan Hua and Wang Tao, staggered the time to have dinner, most of the drunkards did not intend to drink, but wanted to see how Ying Mingyu and Lu Qianqian got along.

Lu Qianqian used up all the ice in one go, and made them a cold drink after dinner, which was well received.

"I wish I could come here for dinner every day." Fan Hua said goodbye with a smile, and didn't look at Ying Mingyu's face.

The others are not so bold, just join in the fun, and it is not good to get killed.

About a week later, Wang Zixi didn't contact her, and Lu Qianqian couldn't get through, so it stands to reason that it should be time to buy her autumn clothes, first go shopping a few more times and pick one, and finally buy it before autumn comes.

At about the same time, Ying Mingyu received a landline call from an out-of-town phone, he knew the person who spoke, and this was the first time he answered her call, of course, the reason was that she didn't call with a mobile phone.