113 [Drawing]

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"Are you really separated from Pu Yi?" Lu Jingyan looked at Wanrong in surprise.

"Hmm." Wanrong nodded.

Lu Jingyan slowed down for a long time before saying: "If this matter spreads, it will definitely be more sensational than last year's Daofei Revolution." ”

Wanrong said worriedly: "That's why I don't dare to divorce, everything has room for maneuver." ”

Lu Jingyan asked, "Then where do you live now?" ”

Wanrong confided: "The house rented outside. It's quite free, but it's a little lonely and can't find anyone to talk to. ”

"Then you can usually come to me," Lu Jingyan said with a smile, "By the way, Ziquan and I will hold a wedding at the National Hotel on the 9th of next month, you must come to attend." ”

He ...... Will you go too? Wanrong asked.

Lu Jingyan's father, Lu Zongyu, was a well-known traitor in the early years of the Republic of China (Article 21, Paris Peace Conference), and his hometown even held a meeting of 10,000 people to publicly shave Lu Zongyu's hometown. This person belonged to the Anfu politician (Duan Qirui's faction), and later defected to Wang Jingwei and became a traitor.

The Lu family was also very close to Pu Yi at this time, so Wanrong asked this question.

"You say Mr. Puyi? Of course I invited him. Lu Jingyan said.

Wanrong immediately shook her head: "I'm still not going, I'll send you a wedding gift in advance another day." ”

Lu Jingyan said again: "Then I'll have a separate dance party and only invite a few good friends, so it's okay, right?" ”

"Yes, you can." Wanrong was actually a little scared in her heart. She is introverted and weak, not good at dealing with strangers, and afraid to participate in public events without a man. And her mentality has not changed, she always can't lose the title of queen, and she doesn't know what identity to show people.

The two girls chatted for a while, then went to the department store together, and then went home separately.

When Wanrong walked to the door of the house, she suddenly turned around and went to the small western-style building next door and knocked on the door of Zhou Hexuan's house.

At this time, it was already evening, Zhou Hexuan was eating, he opened the door and said enthusiastically: "Miss Guo, please come in, haven't you eaten yet?" ”

"Well," Wanrong walked into the room with her maid, and she took out a box and said, "When I was shopping this afternoon, I bought a pair of bow ties, Mr. Zhou, do you like it?" ”

"Thank you, it's beautiful." Zhou Hexuan said with a smile, in fact, he never wears a bow tie.

Wanrong smiled happily: "I don't know how to buy things, just like it." ”

Zhou Hexuan pointed to the dining table and said, "Let's eat together." ”

"That'...... All right. Wanrong hesitated and agreed.

The two sat across the table, and the maid went to the kitchen to partner with Liu Wu.

The graceful eating appearance is very quiet. Grab the chopsticks and gently pick up the dish, then cover it with your hand and put it in your mouth, chew and swallow it slowly. During the whole process, there was not a single sound, not even a single tooth was exposed.

Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "How awkward your way of eating is, and there are no outsiders, why be restrained?" ”

"Isn't it like all meals?" Wanrong asked in surprise.

"Look at me." Zhou Hexuan picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, chewed the rice, and ate a small half bowl of rice in a blink of an eye.

Wanrong scrupled: "You are a man, of course you can gobble it up." I'm a woman, how ugly it is to eat like this. ”

Zhou Hexuan instigated: "Don't care if it's ugly or not, you can try it." ”

"Then I'll try." Wanrong hesitated.

She was just about to eat again, but Zhou Hexuan interrupted and said, "Put your left hand down, don't always cover your mouth." It's just a meal, and it's not a scandalous thing that is difficult to see. ”

"Oh."

Wanrong let go of her hand as she said, and put the food into her mouth. She was slow at first, but gradually increased her speed, chewing more and more.

After eating a few bites like this, Wanrong said happily as if she had discovered a new world: "It seems that eating like this is more fragrant, I used to eat at most half a bowl, but now I am not full after eating half a bowl." ”

"Be open to everything, and find endless joy in life. You've been tied up for too long, and you've been dogmated all over your body, that's why you don't feel like things are going your way. Zhou Hexuan said.

"Maybe." Wanrong smiled slightly. She felt that when she got along with Zhou Hexuan, she was very relaxed and comfortable, and she didn't have to hide it all the time. Although Cui Huifu is a good sister to her, there is always a etiquette gap between the two, vaguely maintaining the distance between the master and the slave.

Zhou Hexuan found that it was quite rewarding to transform a queen into a citizen of a new society. He laughed: "If you are too bored, I will take you to the club to bowling another day." ”

"Really, that's great!" Wanrong was overjoyed, she was bored all day.

After dinner, Wanrong still stayed and didn't leave, she had nothing to do when she went home, she just wanted to be more lively and lively here in Zhou Hexuan.

The two came to the study, looked at the empty bookshelf and said, "Mr. Zhou, I thought that you, a university scholar, must be full of sweat in the study, why are there only these few books?" ”

Zhou Hexuan pointed to his head and pretended to say, "The books I read are all in my head." ”

Wanrong walked to the desk and sat down and said, "I like your "Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" very much, the stories in them are so interesting. By the way, you're so good at making a fuss, can you draw? ”

"I can only sketch simply." Zhou Hexuan said.

"Western paintings?" Wanrong asked.

Zhou Hexuan nodded and said, "The most basic Western painting." ”

Wanrong said happily: "Then you use a sketch to help me draw a portrait, and I will use Chinese gongbi painting to help you draw a picture." ”

Sweat! How idle this is, changing the way to have fun.

Zhou Hexuan didn't have a pencil in his study, so he could only make do with a pen and manuscript paper, while Wanrong sat upright on a chair.

Of the three women Zhou Hexuan met in the Republic of China, Zhang Leyi is the kind of capable woman who has everyone's beautiful temperament, and Meng Xiaodong is a small jasper with the heroic spirit of the rivers and lakes. And Wanrong is a little complicated, with royal nobility in her gestures, but she is quiet and introverted, weak and sickly, which reminds Zhou Hexuan of Lin Daiyu in "Dream of Red Mansions".

The pen was brushing and painting on the manuscript paper, and it was finished in a few minutes, and Zhou Hexuan handed it to Wanrong and said, "Look at the painting?" ”

"So fast?"

Wanrong took it in surprise, only glanced at it and then covered her mouth and laughed: "Giggles, Mr. Zhou, what are you drawing?" ”

Zhou Hexuan is talking about the cartoon version of Wanrong, with a very small body and a big head, anyway, he is taking the cute route.

Wanrong couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and commented: "The expression has a bit of charm, but the painting is too strange." What kind of drawing is this? ”

"In Western comics, you can not only draw people, but also animals." Zhou Hexuan said and drew Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck, and it was a complete four-panel comic.

Wanrong exclaimed: "It's really strange, can you teach me?" ”

So anyone has value, Wanrong doesn't know how to communicate, has no skills, is lazy in enjoyment, and eats the empty rice worm in the whole sitting. But she is good at painting, and she has been in contact with ink and painting since she was a child, even if she doesn't have Pu Yi's breakup fee, she can rely on this to eat.

However, in the late Qing Dynasty, there were too many paintings, and Wanrong's painting skills could only be regarded as average, and if you wanted to become famous, you had to take a unique path.

That's drawing a manga!

Zhou Hexuan's bad taste was born, and he wanted to train the queen to become a well-known cartoonist.

Wanrong sits at the table, eager to learn comics, but Zhou Hexuan discovers a serious problem.

"You're holding the pen in the wrong position, you haven't used a fountain pen before?" Zhou Hexuan asked.

Wanrong shook her head: "No, I used to use a brush." ”

"Hold it like this, I'll teach you!"

Zhou Hexuan walked behind Wanrong and took her fingers to guide patiently, just like teaching a child. Wanrong was absent-minded, blushing and bowing her head silently, because the posture of the two was too intimate, Zhou Hexuan almost half-hugged her in his arms from behind.