"Back then, you were the most talented in our school, and the teachers praised you for your flowers. Everyone else chooses either Western painting or Chinese painting, but you are the only one who chooses both, and they are both very good, which makes everyone really jealous. "When it comes to the events of that year, Shentu is leisurely and vivid.

"It's all gone, and I don't know if I can still draw it now." As he spoke, he looked at his hands, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

"By the way, why didn't you go to work in the gallery back then, maybe the income would be higher, and you wouldn't have to work three jobs at the same time, so hard."

Jiang Lanzhou lowered her head and recalled the bitterness of the past: "I went to the gallery to find a job, but none of the galleries were willing to hire me. Even many large enterprises rejected when they heard that I was Jiang Lanzhou. ”

"Damn! Why is this happening? Shen Tu slammed it on the table in a leisurely circle, and the teacup and the table collided with a crisp sound.

"I don't know very well, maybe it's because my father's company was developing too fast back then, and he owed a lot of debts that were difficult to repay, so he was regarded as a liar by the industry, so he didn't want to hire me."

"Don't worry, the matter of work is wrapped up in me, you can just wait for my news at home." Shen Tu was leisurely, full of righteous indignation, but looked at Jiang Lanzhou with a somewhat guilty look.

Jiang Lanzhou nodded vigorously, and once again held Shen Tu's leisurely hand to express his gratitude.

"You don't have to thank me anymore, these are what I should do!"

For a while, his eyes were red, and Jiang Lanzhou didn't know what to say, so he could only repeat the word thank you.

may have been infected by her, Shentu Youran also had a sour nose: "In the past few years, you have suffered. But just like the old man said, the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and now that you are married to Ou Du, it can be regarded as the bitter cold! ”

Jiang Lanzhou sighed heavily, and the topic turned to Ou Du, she always had nothing to say: "I hope." ”

When I returned home at night, although Ou Du had chosen a relatively small square meter, I had used to living in a fifty-square-meter house with my parents in the past few years.

Perhaps, it would be better to have a pet, Jiang Lanzhou thought.

Put the painting tools I bought today in the living room on the second floor, take out my mobile phone, and send a message to Ou Du saying that I have bought something good, and ask him what he paints out of politeness.

I didn't expect him to be able to reply, after all, he said that he was busy with work, but he didn't expect that in less than a minute, he would immediately reply to the message.

"You can draw anything, you decide."

"Well, how about an oil painting, a Chinese painting."

"Okay."

"But I'm afraid I won't be able to draw well."

"You're a treasure girl, no problem."

Jiang Lanzhou stared at the phone and shook his head, can't the treasure girl stalk?

Tapping on the keyboard, he sent another message: "Don't forget to take medicine." ”

Seeing that Ou Du replied with a good word, Jiang Lanzhou was relieved. Even if there is a secretary, she should remind her more, after all, this is what she promised Ou Du's mother at the beginning.

But on the other hand, although Ou Du replied with a good word, he didn't take the medicine to heart at all, although it was getting late, everyone in the company was still busy.

Ou Du was even more busy, replying to Jiang Lanzhou's messages, all of which were his coffee drinks. After drinking the coffee, she went back to work, ignoring what she said about taking medicine.

Jiang Lanzhou just locked the screen, and the phone lit up again, it was a message from Zhao Liwen.

"What are you doing now?"

"I didn't do anything, I was thinking about what to draw."

"Are you going to start drawing again? That's great. ”

It seems that everyone is looking forward to starting painting again, but it vaguely makes Jiang Lanzhou feel pressure. Looking at the keyboard and hesitating, thinking about how to recover, Zhao Liwen changed the topic again.

"Ou Duta...... Is it good for you? ”

"It's good."

After this message was sent, the other party did not send any new messages for a long time, so Jiang Lanzhou put his mobile phone on the living room table and packed up the things he bought today.

Lay out the felt, press the cut rice paper, add water little by little, and try the shade of ink on the rice paper. I'm practicing some of the brushstrokes I've learned.

Ink is colorful: dry, wet, thick, light, and burnt. Jiang Lanzhou was practicing, and at the same time she wanted to draw the layout, she was still struggling, whether it was better to be freehand or to be fine-brushed. If you are a fine brush, you will have to paint oil in two weeks, which may be a little tight.

At this moment, Zhao Liwen sent another message: I will return to the UK in two days, and we will meet again before I return to the UK.

So fast? That's right, he just came back to attend Ou Du's wedding. Jiang Lanzhou thought so.

Put down the brush, picked up the phone, and replied: "Okay, you set the time and place, this time I'm here for a treat." ”

"It's been a long time since I've seen my uncle and aunt, so why don't I go to your house."

"No problem, I'll ask my mom to prepare her best dishes." A smug expression is attached to the back.

"Why, the implication is that you don't plan to go to the kitchen?"

"My cooking skills are not as good as my mother's, so my mother can play well."

"I don't know when I'll come back next time, what's the matter, doesn't this little wish satisfy me?"

Hearing Zhao Liwen say this, Jiang Lanzhou couldn't continue to refuse.

"Okay, no problem, as long as you dare to eat, I dare to do it!"

"As long as you make it, I will be willing to eat the poison."

Staring at the message that Zhao Liwen had just sent on the mobile phone screen, Jiang Lanzhou didn't know how to reply. Why do you think he speaks in a strange tone, not the same as before? Especially this last sentence, it is a bit ambiguous.

In the end, I can only reply with a smiling emoji.

The next day, Jiang Lanzhou locked herself in the house and didn't go out a single step, and the rice paper was wasted one after another, and she threw it all around, one by one, and she felt bad when she looked at it.

Looking around at the Momei that I have spent a day in a week, let alone giving it away, even if it is a work that I handed in my homework that year, the teacher will definitely repair her.

Sure enough, if you don't practice Chinese painting for a long time, you will eventually get rusty.

Draw a cross with a brush on the freehand ink plum, then throw it on the ground in a ball, and the whole person falls to the chair. The nose is filled with the smell of all ink.

In this situation, there are some universities that rush homework all night.

University, that's right! She now needs the teacher's attention.

She wasted almost two days of two weeks, so on the morning of the third day, she drove to the school of that year.

Walking around the campus again, watching the students coming and going, I was somewhat envious of them. There have been countless complaints and complaints here, but after many years, what I miss the most is indeed the beginning that I can't go back.