The two generations of the Ochiai family are like two templates that pop out of later novels.

Aoi Ochiai's tinkle is now poor, and the fuse is that she ordered a high amount of frames from Shiraishi. But the root cause is that she did what her father did when he was young - running away from home.

She rented a house by herself with a part-time job and a scholarship, bought painting tools, and supported herself.

In comparison, her father's experience was not so pleasant.

Twenty or thirty years ago, Eisuke Ochiai entered the pit painting with a love of painting.

After being hit by his family who didn't want him to engage in this business, he abandoned hundreds of millions of family properties, ran away in a negative mood, and embarked on the road of studying alone, and found a gentle and considerate wife on the way to seek a teacher.

It's a pity that the family is complete, but there is no success in the career.

To add insult to injury, when his only daughter was almost ten years old, his frail wife unfortunately fell seriously ill.

Ochiai Eisuke has been barely making ends meet by receiving advertisements and working as a tutor, and his savings are as meager as a piece of paper. After being politely rejected by the hospital because he could not afford to pay the medical bills, he borrowed money everywhere to raise money, but could not borrow at all.

In desperation, he finally returned home and inherited his rich family property.

"......" Bai Shi didn't know what to say for a while, and after a while, he realized that something seemed to be inconsistent with reality: "Is his family property really hundreds of millions so much?" ”

“？”

The puppeteer's words had already reached his lips, but he was stuck back by the sentence that came out of Shiraishi.

It thought that what he said was so colorful and so touching, and Shiraishi would definitely care about the life and death of Mrs. Ochiai. That way, it would be able to sell off and make the bastard who picks up an axe if he doesn't agree with him a bit.

As a result, Shiraishi asked individually.

And it seems that he asked a rhetorical question in pure surprise, not necessarily to get an answer......

The puppeteer himself was very uncomfortable.

After waiting for more than ten seconds on the shelf, he still didn't see Baishi speak, so he had to continue dryly as if nothing had happened: "...... Unfortunately, the best time for treatment was delayed, and his wife died of illness.

After that, Ochiai Eisuke always felt that if he was rich enough, this tragedy would not have happened. He completely gave up the path of art, and even felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart at the mention of 'art'. Ochiai Aoi was also not allowed to continue learning to draw.

It's a pity that his daughter is smarter than him - usually at home, she never mentions learning to paint, and when her father is on a business trip, she sneaks out to find someone to steal the school.

"Her father gave her a lot of pocket money at that time, and she wanted to hire a teacher secretly, but she could still hire it. When she was admitted to the American school, she packed her bags and ran away from home. ”

Shiraishi only thinks that Ochiai Aoi is really a talent, he can bend and stretch, and it's a pity not to be an undercover agent.

"You can see the rest yourself, so you don't need me to talk about it."

The puppet finally ended the topic here, it stopped talking, walked to the paint bucket and patted it: "I haven't finished my work yet, come and paint it!" ”

……

The final touches were done quickly.

On the day of delivery, Aoi Ochiai hired a pickup truck and pulled the frame home.

Considering that she couldn't move such a large frame, Shiraishi collected the final payment, followed the car to her house, and carried the frame into her studio with the driver.

The house she rented was not big, and the studio was of course small.

Shiraishi put the frame away, took two steps back, and suddenly there was a sand sound under his feet, and he stepped on something.

He hurriedly removed his feet, looked down, and saw two pieces of paper thrown on the ground, with simple drafts on them.

One of the paintings is very similar to Ochiai Aoi, and the sun is up.

The other one looks a little bloody. Bai Shi tilted his head to find the right angle and glanced twice: "The judges like this style?" ”

"Sort of. The award-winning entries of the past generations are all this kind of paintings that are somewhat gloomy, with Western-style backgrounds and full of meaning. "Aoi Ochiai has obviously done a lot of homework.

As she spoke, she looked at somewhere on the draft and suddenly laughed:

"My dad was able to meet the first two conditions, but unfortunately he couldn't draw the 'meaning' - he was too rigid, and felt that the skills obtained by his predecessors could not be regarded as moral, and he was only willing to draw the truth he realized.

As a result, he participated in six Spring Sprout Awards before and after, and failed to be selected once. But I think what he lacks is not painting skills, just a little flexible thinking. ”

Shiraishi didn't expect Aoi Ochiai to mention her father so naturally. Anyway, this is a "problem girl" who has been away from home for a long time and is traditionally speaking: "I thought you didn't have a good relationship." ”

"It's not as stiff as it seems, although it's not related, but if he really doesn't want me to go to an art school, how can I live as nourishing as I am now."

Ochiai Aoi saw it very openly, she flexed her fingers, and snapped the carefully drawn draft of "Heavenly Punishment", full of interest:

"Actually, I don't like painting that much, but my enlightenment knowledge comes from him, and I am inspired by him, and even the basic painting skills are taught by him - in other words, if I can succeed, it will prove that my father can not only rely on the waste of the family.

"When I mention it, I miss him a lot...... Whether I win the prize or not, it's time for me to go home after this year's Spring Sprout Awards. ”

Aoi Ochiai sighed, stood up and hammered his squatting legs, looking at Shiraishi expectantly.

Bai Shi looked back at each other puzzled: Look at what I'm doing, I can't send you.

Signal docking failed. After a few seconds, Aoi Ochiai sighed.

She flicked her short hair awkwardly, and her gaze drifted away a little:

"Well, that's it...... You can convey my last sentence to Ayaya euphemistically, although I didn't expect him to figure it out immediately, but、But I still hope he can be as straightforward as your wife! ”

…… It turns out that I'm still thinking about being told in vain. Shiraishi nodded, "I'll try to be as tactful as possible." ”

Having said that, after Ayaya Manaka heard this, she didn't follow Aoi Ochiai's script at all.

He pulled Baishi and asked, "Did her father cut off her part-time source, or did someone smash the place she rented?" It's against the law! ”

"You've watched too many TV series." Shiraishi wordlessly brushed away his hand, picked up a piece of cut fruit in the lunch box, and clicked and gnawed, "Isn't it faster to ask her directly than to ask me?" ”

“！” Shinaka Aya also stood for a moment, and suddenly slammed his fist into the palm of his hand, and ran over like an initiation.

I don't know what the two of them said specifically, but judging from the corners of Ochiai Aoi's slightly twitching eyes, she couldn't hear what she wanted to hear.

Shiraishi is also too lazy to care, anyway, both of them are a little interesting to each other, it is a matter of time before they get together, why should he rush to eat dog food, isn't Mrs. Sugrie's meal fragrant.

……

There is nearly half a year left for the Spring Sprout Awards, and the days are passing in the increasingly plump paintings of the puppeteers and the increasing force value of Akio Sugie.

A few months later, on the eve of the submissions.

As soon as Shiraishi arrived home on his front feet, he heard a series of dull roars on his hind feet, and almost at the same time, the surroundings were dark, and the sky suddenly became gloomy.

He pushed open half of the door, looked up, and saw that the originally clear sky suddenly became dark clouds, the wind gusted, and there were blue-purple thunderbolts from time to time between the thick clouds.

After two seconds of hard work, there was a bang, and the downpour was in place.

The weather changed so much that it was almost like a change of scenery, and Shiraishi stared at the sky and muttered; "This Nima looks like something is going to happen......"

Isn't it possible that the spring sprout award was suddenly canceled?

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a person drifting in the rain and went straight to his door.

The man's face was pale, his eyes were straight, and his bangs, which were originally chic, were now stuck on his forehead like seaweed, and he was extremely embarrassed.

If it weren't for the fact that his chest was heaving violently from running, Shiraishi would have almost thought that this was some ghost who was running to get his life.