She turned her head to look at the proprietress who had turned to leave, and Ren Xiuce had already started to eat with a spoon and blowing hot air.

It's okay that she doesn't look at this, and she starts to rumble as soon as she sees her stomach. She subconsciously looked at Ren Xiuce, with a pitiful expression that she didn't even notice herself, "Ren Xiuce, I want to eat ...... too"

Ren Xiuce looked up at her, and indifferently lowered his head and scooped a wonton on the spoon and blew it, and looked at Qi Qing's unhappy face with a puffed face, and fed the wonton to her mouth with a smile.

"Wow! It's delicious! She devoured it, then squinted and praised, "It's still the same old taste, it hasn't changed at all." ”

"You've been here to eat?" Ren Xiuce asked, and continued to blow the second one to her. Qi Qing's face was stunned and she shook her head, "No." ”

She said and explained to herself, "My friend brought one for me before, so I know the ravioli here are delicious." After speaking, he glanced at Ren Xiuce with some restraint.

As the eldest lady of the Qi family, how could she have come to this place, but as Qi Qing, who was depressed in her previous life, these places were the places she frequented most during that time.

Although the person who caused himself to be downtrodden is right in front of him. But after the grievances of the previous life, she has no complaints about Ren Xiuce.

After all, it's a thing of the past, so it's better to fly with the dust and drift away.

She raised her eyes and watched Ren Xiuce blowing wontons for herself seriously and patiently, a flash of light in her eyes was fleeting, and she quickly lowered her eyes, "I won't eat it, you can eat it." ”

After the words fell, the figure of the proprietress came over and served Qi Qing a small bowl of wontons, and smiled apologetically, "I'm really sorry little girl, I just found that the fennel filling in the store is gone, this is our fresh, so it delayed a little time." ”

Qi Qing waved her hand and said with a gentle smile that it didn't matter.

Freshly packed, it must taste good!

With a twinkle in her eyes, she picked up the spoon and started eating, even if it was hot in her mouth, she couldn't bear the heart of a foodie, so she just blew in her mouth and ate it. Finally, he smiled contentedly.

Ren Xiuce looked at her without an image, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse. He was even wondering, would the food that could make Qi Qing eat such a happy meal be delicious?

Thinking like this, he involuntarily reached into Qi Qing's bowl and scooped a wonton, and she was puzzled when she saw it, "What are you eating from me?" ”

The implication is that I won't allow you to steal my food.

Originally, hers was a small portion, okay?

Ren Xiuce is not satisfied with eating such a big bowl?

"You ate mine too." Ren Xiuce raised his eyes and pursed his lips innocently, Qi Qing couldn't help but be embarrassed when she saw it, she thought about it that she had indeed eaten seven or eight of him just now?

Forget it, it's nothing to let him eat one.

She comforted herself like this, but when she saw Ren Xiuce filling the wonton into his mouth with a constipated expression, she immediately laughed.

"Ren Xiuce, are you here to make me laugh?" Doesn't this stinky man hate fennel the most, and he has to stuff one in his mouth and ask for hardship?

Ren Xiuce instantly returned to coldness, and spit out the contents of his mouth expressionlessly, lowered his eyes and continued to eat the wontons in the bowl as if nothing had happened, disgust flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough, it's still as unpalatable as ever!

Qi Qing didn't laugh at him anymore, he ate the food in his bowl by himself, and the more he ate, the happier he became, Ren Xiuce's face was full of weirdness, and he didn't seem to understand that someone loved to eat this kind of thing.

Now even the smell of this makes his stomach feel a little nauseous.

But the person he faced was Qi Qing, and he endured his discomfort throughout the whole process. Sighed silently.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the two went back to school, Qi Qing went directly back to the dormitory to tidy up things, and not long after, He Xinqiao also arrived at the dormitory.

"Xiaoqing, why are you here so early?" As soon as He Xinqiao opened the door, he saw Qi Qing painting with an easel in the room, and walked over with a smile, "What are you painting?" ”

Qi Qing looked up and smiled at her, and continued to concentrate on her paintings, stopping from time to time to compare and find the perfect angle for the color layering, and picked up the paint and added a few more strokes. He Xinqiao moved a stool and ate potato chips and sat next to her and watched, with no shortage of surprise in his eyes.

"Sure enough, I've been learning to draw since I was a child, and what you say is comparable to a masterpiece!" As she spoke, she suddenly asked, "By the way, do you plan to become a painter in the future?" If you participate in any competition, you will definitely win a prize according to your level! ”

She continued to imagine, "Actually, it's not bad to be an illustrator and cartoonist, what are your plans?" ”

Qi Qing raised her eyebrows slightly, but she didn't say anything, and when the last work was completed, she couldn't help but hook the corners of her mouth with satisfaction, and then looked at He Xinqiao, "Illustrators and cartoonists?" ”

In fact, she had the idea of becoming a painter in her previous life, but there were too many roads to travel, and she didn't have any enthusiasm for winning awards.

Compared to illustrators and cartoonists, she thinks it's good.

Now that she is in her freshest year, although she has plenty of time in school, she will not be able to live at home when she graduates in the future, she always has to do something by herself to take care of her life.

She has always known that her painting is good, after all, she has more than ten years of accumulation, and she can compare to some painters.

In the last life, when she was down, she didn't think about painting portraits to make a living, but as soon as the black history on her resume was known, many people would try their best to squeeze her out.

Once her painting was appreciated by a slightly prestigious painter, Qi Qing thought she was her own Bole, but in the end, this person took her painting to participate in the competition, and she became famous.

As for her, a little person with no name, no one believed that this painting was hers.

In the end, it had to be stopped.

Because of this, she doesn't like the painter profession very much, in fact, there are many people in every industry, but she has developed a prejudice against it.

"Xinqiao, can you help me find out what famous illustration platforms or comic platforms, I'm going to give it a try." She is still a little confident in her skills.

"Of course, I'll check it for you on the computer now!" He Xinqiao responded, immediately went back to his desk and moved the notebook, leaning on his lap to inquire about the information.

"Dream Weaving Star Fang is the most famous illustration platform in China, and the comic platform is Beechton, where do you want to go?" But after a while, He Xinqiao reported two names.

Qi Qing held her breath and thought about it, her heart was undecided, to be honest, she hadn't tried either of them, and she wasn't sure what she could draw.

"By the way, if you want to sign a contract, you should prepare your resume in advance, and there is a sample painting attached to the submission." He Xinqiao reminded and looked at Qi Qing with a smile, "The contact email addresses of the two families have been sent to your mobile phone." ”