In the spring of March, the grass grows and the warbler flies, the winter cold disappears completely, the style of Elroy City changes as if it is a different city, the depressed and solemn streets and buildings are covered with a warm veil, the streets and alleys are a little green, the flower clusters cultivated on the balcony of the building compete to bloom, the bright red flowers sway slightly in the breeze of the alleys, and the laughter of children overflows the streets and alleys.

"Crunch~"

Niya pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows and walked out of the balcony, the melodious breeze blew her cheeks, raised the pure white curtain, turned the pages of the books on the table, Niya brought a chair to sit comfortably, bathed in the warm breeze, below the balcony was a deep alley that was not too lively, and the stairs led to the depths with no end in sight.

She stretched lazily, stared at the flowerbed in the attic opposite, squinted her eyes in a daze, and for a moment remembered something, picked up her notebook and wrote a letter.

"My dear and admired teacher Fergus, it's April now, and the season is probably spring, how are you doing lately? Or do you stay in the studio and paint? Mr. Adrian arranged a new place for me, it was an old house on the side of the busy street, to be honest I didn't like it very much, it was much noisier than Rodman Street, and I would be woken up in the morning by the sound of children, and Mr. Adrian teased me that it was so that I would not oversleep again, and I was only late five times this month! ”

"Supplement: Fortunately, Teacher Shirley will prepare breakfast for me, Teacher Shirley is really~ really a gentle lady, I like her very much!" Speaking of her teacher Shirley, Nia naturally smiled happily.

"I wanted to live in a small house in the countryside with a small garden, where I wanted to be closer to nature, and when the warm breeze would tell me about the arrival of spring."

Nia bit her pen and thought about it for a moment and continued: "My work as an artist is probably coming to an end, and Mr. Adrian has instructed us to finish all the drawings called comics, and now I and Ms. Shirley are putting the finishing touches on the defective works that were drawn without experience at the beginning. ”

"Oh~ One thing I forgot to say, Mr. Adrian finally dismissed those painters with a despicable character, but I was glad to see their depressed expressions, I think this is probably called falling into a rock."

"As for the work that I'm working on, it's a whole new kind of art, and Mr. Adrian says it's like painting, it's called caricature, and he says words can form poetry, or prose, or, why can't painting have these forms? Poetry is oil painting, prose is watercolor, comics are is, it's funny, it's novel, isn't it? ”

"Recently, I have started to receive commissions, it must be hard for the teacher to imagine, I have received a lot of invitations to paint portraits, all of which the teacher once said belongs to the type of big customers, unfortunately because of the need to take care of Mr. Adrian's work, most of it has been postponed, and I can only use the rest time to complete the commission every half a month."

"At an autopsy meeting, I came across a novelty that seemed to be something called a camera made by Mr. Adrian, and it was amazing that it could draw an extremely realistic picture! Because of this, I think that the documentarians may be in danger of losing their jobs, they can't draw the real picture, I can't draw it, and the teacher will be surprised if he sees it, and those pictures are like the phantom of The Count of Monte Cristo..."

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Nia came to Harvey's mansion humming a folk song, and the housekeeper with a cold face opened the door for her, but when she came to the studio, she was stunned, the room that should have been a studio had become unfamiliar, all the workbenches used for painting had been emptied, and there were no painting tools in sight, and the room was meticulously decorated, and it was impossible to see the original messy studio.

Just as she was hesitating, Harvey came down from upstairs, and while tidying up her suit, she saw Niya in front of the studio door in a daze and said, "Niya, what are you doing in a daze?" Follow me. ”

"Mr. Adrian! The studio is gone! Aren't there still some paintings that haven't been revised? Nia hurriedly felt Harvey in front of her, and asked with a frustrated expression.

"That's why I asked you to come along." Harvey glanced at her, opened the door and went out, leading Nia to the next house, similar in size to the mansion where Harvey lived, which had long been converted into an office, Harvey opened the door with the key and led Nia to a more spacious studio.

Shirley is painting in this studio, her hair is coiled, and her quiet and relaxed temperament is perfect for this overly spacious studio.

"Teacher~" Niya exclaimed, looking at the surrounding eyes with thick doubts: "This is here?" ”

The layout and props of the studio are all moved from the studio in Harvey's mansion, and it is very complete, including oil paintings, watercolors, murals, etc., painting tools, and even some artistic stone carvings.

"Nia, catch it."

Harvey threw the house key to her, and explained with a smile by the way: "I bought this house, and this will be your studio in the future, and there are still some useless empty houses upstairs, you can move here." ”

"But... Isn't "Frozen" already drawn? Niya felt like a dream-like surprise, originally she thought that after painting "Frozen", she would have nothing to do.

"You can have as many "Frozen" as you want, not to mention that now Dijini Comic Studio also needs artists, and Shirley can't be busy alone."

In front of the workbench, Shirley stopped her pen, and her delicate cheeks flushed embarrassedly: "Now I'm drawing the illustration of the master's new work, and if I can, I would also like to ask Niya for help." ”

"Great, I can paint with Teacher Shirley again~" Niya enthusiastically hugged Shirley from behind and rubbed her coquettishness.

Nia grabbed her skirt and walked around the studio, feeling the comfort of this spacious space, and being happy to smell the not too good smell of paint, this place was simply heaven for her, she stopped in front of Harvey, one hand slightly grasped the hem of her skirt, and the other hand on her chest and bowed: "Niya Angelo is more than happy to serve you, dear Mr. Adrian." ”

Nia was of aristocratic background and had received a good education in etiquette, and if Harvey hadn't known about her noisy personality, she would have been deceived by this elegant gesture.

Before Harvey could respond, she suddenly straightened up and exclaimed to herself, "That's right! I haven't seen it yet, how many rooms will there be in this house! I'm going to pick one with a view of the street outside. ”

Niya's little face was full of excitement, and she lifted her emerald dress with both hands and ran out, only to hear the sound of going upstairs.