Qiu Yuan, Bai Ya and Bai Xiaoyu sat face to face on the two sofas.

After Qiu Yuan walked into Bai Ya's house, he had to sigh that it was really a house where a big dog lived.

The screenwriting teacher's home is a large flat floor, which can also be said to be a flat villa, with two floors above and below, and the overall design style is gray.

The most exaggerated thing is that as soon as Qiu Yuan entered the door, he even saw a common bar counter in a bar in the living room, and the bar counter was full of all kinds of drinks that Qiu Yuan couldn't understand.

In short, the overall decoration style reveals a kind of low-key luxury.

Qiu Yuan is now sitting in front of the mother and daughter, Bai Xiaoyu saw that after Qiu Yuan entered the door, she would go back to her room as soon as possible, if Bai Ya hadn't asked her to come out, Qiu Yuan suspected that she would directly lock the door of her room and not meet her.

Bai Xiaoyu came out of her room and changed her clothes again, when Qiu Yuan first arrived, she was completely at home and unguarded, and the white T-shirt and sports shorts made Qiu Yuan look very eye-catching.

Now that Qiu Yuan, the lackey of Lin Wanxiang's family, has come over, Bai Xiaoyu has of course started to be fully armed, and directly wore a sportswear with all-round coverage and sat next to her mother.

But Bai Xiaoyu, this girl is naturally beautiful, and no matter how rustic the clothes are, she can have a youthful and lovely feeling when she wears them.

However, Qiu Yuan suspected that if it weren't for her mother beside her, Bai Xiaoyu might have pulled out a helmet to put on herself, ensuring that she would not expose an inch of skin to Qiu Yuan's line of sight.

Do you need to watch out for me like this? Qiu Yuan was a little speechless.

"Qiuyuan, Xiaoyu, she can't go to school for some special reasons, and I don't really want her to always play on the computer when I'm at home." Bai Ya began to ask about Qiu Yuan as a mother: "Classmate Qiu Yuan, since you are a student of Jiangcheng University of Arts, how much do you remember about the knowledge points of the third year of high school?" ”

This question made Qiuyuan numb, Jiangcheng University of the Arts is a university that can be ranked in the country.

In the national art major, it may be worse than CAFA.

Qiu Yuan's academic performance in high school can be regarded as excellent, and he has survived the art exam, even if he forgets a lot of things after two years, but as long as he looks at the textbook, some knowledge points are theoretical, probably, he should be able to remember.

But now the question is... Qiu Yuan didn't ask Bai Xiaoyu whether she chose liberal arts or science in high school.

"Xiaoyu, her current wish is to go to CAFA, if you can't teach her in study, if you can't teach her in learning, you can also guide her in painting."

Bai Ya also saw Qiu Yuan's embarrassed expression, as an art student, after going to college for two years, it was indeed too difficult for Qiu Yuan to ask Qiu Yuan to teach the knowledge in the culture class.

"I'm okay with that." Qiu Yuan said.

"That's good." Bai Ya also nodded reassuringly, and the drunkenness on her body after returning home also dissipated a little.

And the reason why Bai Ya trusts Qiu Yuan so much is mainly because Qiu Yuan painted "Starry Night", and the influence of "Starry Sky" has spread in places that Qiu Yuan didn't know.

Maybe there is not much feeling about this in the circle of normal people, but the discussion about this painting is gradually heating up in the circle of literati.

Bai Ya doesn't know how to read paintings, but since Qiu Yuan can paint a work that can enter the Beicheng Art Museum, she believes that Qiu Yuan's attainments in painting must not be bad, and there is no problem in finding her to be her daughter's tutor.

"Regarding the price, three hundred and one guidance hours, do you think it is appropriate for this price, classmate Qiuyuan?" Bai Ya asked again.

But before Qiu Yuan could express his opinion, Bai Xiaoyu, who was still listening silently next to him, was instantly unhappy.

"Mom! I don't need a tutor to practice at home! Why give money to such people! Bai Xiaoyu hugged her mother's arm and began to be coquettish.

"Xiaoyu, you have to be polite! I'm your mother, don't you know what kind of virtue you are at home? After Bai Ya pulled her daughter's hand away from her arm, Bai Xiaoyu stopped talking.

Qiu Yuan quietly observed this scene and felt that the relationship between the mother and daughter was very harmonious, and Bai Xiaoyu would at least pretend to be obedient and sensible in front of her mother.

"It's okay with the salary."

Qiu Yuan didn't mind Bai Xiaoyu's hostility to him very much, anyway, this kind of situation of being hostile to his sister, neglected, and treated as a tool person Qiu Yuan has seen a lot, and he has long been accustomed to it.

"Then Xiaoyu, she will trouble you, classmate Qiuyuan." Bai Ya and Qiu Yuan preliminarily finalized the salary issue, and a phone call came to her mobile phone, "You guys get acquainted with each other first, and I'll answer the phone." ”

After Bai Ya left this sentence, she walked into the study alone and picked up the phone, leaving only Qiu Yuan and Bai Xiaoyu sitting on the sofa and looking at each other.

Bai Xiaoyu first glared at Qiu Yuan viciously and then ignored Qiu Yuan, she directly took out her mobile phone and lowered her head to play, planning to wait for her mother to come back.

Before Qiu Yuan could open his mouth and answer Bai Xiaoyu, Bai Ya, who had answered the phone, hurriedly walked to the door of her house and began to put on her shoes.

"Xiaoyu, mom has something to go out for a while, you can order takeout when you're hungry, remember to order one for Qiuyuan!" Bai Ya's expression was very hurried, and the hurry made Qiu Yuan stunned for a moment.

Mother-in-law! You're leaving your daughter alone with a man now!

Qiu Yuan didn't mind these too much, but Bai Xiaoyu blew up his hair as soon as possible.

"Mom! Aren't you afraid that he will do bad things to me? Bai Xiaoyu pointed at Qiu Yuan and asked.

"What do you do badly, you just don't do bad things to him, and you have to pay attention to Xiaoyu when you use the kitchen, don't trigger the early warning on the monitor!"

Bai Ya looked in a hurry, but her thinking was still clear, and she deliberately reminded Qiu Yuan that there was surveillance at home in this way.

"Teacher Bai Ya, don't drive anymore when you go out!" Qiu Yuan shouted at Bai Ya.

Bai Ya didn't respond, but looking at her gestures, Qiu Yuan believed her and wrote it down, and finally after Bai Ya closed the door, only Qiu Yuan and Bai Xiaoyu were left in this empty living room.

"Xiaoyu, if you want to learn to draw..."Qiu Yuan broke the silence first, but Bai Xiaoyu stood up directly.

"I don't know how you lied to my mother! But as long as I'm here... You don't want to make a penny from our house! ”

Bai Xiaoyu slapped the table angrily and turned around and left the living room directly, Qiu Yuan also got up and wanted to chase after her, but she was still a step too late, Bai Xiaoyu walked directly back to her room and then closed the door... I put it on the anti-lock.

"Xiaoyu?" Qiu Yuan felt that the situation was a little bad, and tapped the door of the room with his hand, but soon the sound of music came from inside the door.

The sound is very loud enough to cover Qiu Yuan's shouts and knocks on the door, and the worst thing is that it is likely that this girl is playing the stereo outside, and if she puts on headphones to play the game, then Qiu Yuan will not react unless she breaks down the door.

Dry! I knew I was coming with a blasting tool.

Qiu Yuan stood at the door of Bai Xiaoyu's room, and instantly felt a sense of powerlessness.

But Qiu Yuan didn't want to produce results on the first day, it took a little patience to melt Bai Xiaoyu's heart defense, anyway, Qiu Yuan was willing to waste a lot of time on this girl.

Well, the wasted time has to be put to good use.

Qiu Yuan had foreseen this situation a long time ago, so he deliberately brought a notebook over.

Qiu Yuan, who returned to the living room, directly opened his notebook, used WeChat to find Bai Xingchuan and asked for the WIFI password of their house, and then began to browse the news on the Internet.

The song "Completion" has accumulated some popularity for Qiu Yuan, but the completed version circulating on the Internet is a video taken by students at the school celebration party, and the noisy sounds around it cannot be converted into MP3 format at all.

It's time for Qiu Yuan to use the resources at hand to operate it for himself, when Qiu Yuan just opened the registration option for the creator of a well-known cloud music, a message from the squad leader Shi Fangzheng popped up directly in the chat tool of the notebook.

Since the upsurge of the 'Western Pioneering' was set off, Qiu Yuan has set up everyone's message not to remind, and only a few people's messages remind Qiu Yuan to still keep it.

Shi Fang, who is in charge of class affairs, is one of them, and what she usually informs Qiu Yuan is the news of class activities and class arrangements, and there is no need for this housekeeper robot to block her.

But today, the message sent by the housekeeper robot to Qiu Yuan is selfish.

'Qiuyuan, where are you now?' ’

'Playing games in the dormitory. ’

I asked your roommate, and your roommate said you weren't in the dormitory at noon! ’

The moment Qiu Yuan saw this reply, he understood that Wang Xing must have betrayed him, if Shi Fangzheng was asking Zhao Hanwei, with Zhao Hanwei's emotional intelligence, he might have succeeded in colluding with Qiu Yuan.

But...

'You don't care where I go at noon, do you?' ’

It's not that I want to ask, it's Lin Wanxiang who wants to know where you have been! ’

Qiu Yuan looked at this line of news and the hand that was tapping on the keyboard paused, the reason for the pause was not any emotional injury, but Qiu Yuan had a terrible idea.

That's ...... If the evening girl comes over, can she carry out a blasting operation and blow up Bai Xiaoyu's door?

Theoretically, it seems to be possible?

But the moment this immoral and dangerous idea emerged, Qiu Yuan directly extinguished this thought.

Because if Lin Wanxiang came over, it would not be an explosive for mining, it would be a nuclear bomb, and if she came, Qiu Yuan and Bai Xiaoyu would most likely die without a corpse.

Now Qiu Yuan is still counting on Lin Wanxiang not to chase and kill thousands of miles and come over to find him.

'Playing games in an internet café, okay?' ’

'The Internet café? ’

Shi Fangzheng asked again and Qiu Yuan didn't reply, because Qiu Yuan saw a piece of news.

"The Train to the Cold Winter" was screened offline, and the well-known female film screenwriter Bai Ya failed miserably. ’

How long has it been in theaters? Ten days? This is even a film with a small investment, which is a loss to the point of exploding the investor's mentality.

"Hopefully not this time, I'm gone before I start." Qiu Yuan could only pray that Aunt Bai Ya could hold on for a while.