Pei Zong hurriedly closed the elevator door: "I want to see the painting drawn by Miss Ni Yao." ”

Yu Yanzheng glanced at Pei Zong indifferently and did not speak.

Ni Yao entered the Mo Dai Art Studio.

Xia Yuanhe was instructing someone to paint, and when she saw her, she bent her eyes and smiled: "Ni Yao is here." ”

"Teacher Xia." Ni Yao wore a mask and nodded to Xia Yuanhe.

Xia Yuanhe smiled and didn't say anything.

Everyone in the studio knows Ni Yao and knows that she doesn't like to talk, and she is also painting, so they simply don't interfere with each other.

Ni Yao sat down in the corner of the last row.

A delicate boy beside her smiled like a spring breeze and said weakly, "Ni Yao." ”

Ni Yao turned to look at the delicate boy with a pale face and lips like paper, and said lightly: "Xingyue." ”

Xingyue smiled.

Ni Yao bent his eyes slightly.

The relationship between the two is nothing more than that, a simple familiarity.

Ni Yao took the palette and began to mix colors seriously.

Xingyue turned back to paint, and the scenery he painted was mottled and full of color.

Ni Yao is facing the sun, half of his face has delicate and clear facial features, fair and flawless.

Xia Yuanhe walked over to look at the two of them with a smile from time to time.

To the right of Ni Yao is a whole glass wall, and outside is a corridor, ready to sign up, or the parents of the newcomers, will quietly watch them outside.

Ni Yao never looked at anyone standing outside.

When Yu Yanzheng and Pei Zong came down from the fourteenth floor.

Pei Zong saw Ni Yao who was focused and serious at a glance.

"Si Shao, Miss Ni Yao is here." Pei Zong lowered his voice.

Several noble ladies frowned at Pei Zong, and when they saw Yu Yanzheng, they were stunned and silent.

"Miss Ni Yao is so serious." Pei Zong smiled at Ni Yao, who was tracing with a paintbrush inside.

Yu Yanzheng looked at Ni Yao, who was plated with a layer of defense and his long eyelashes moving, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Pei Zong turned to look at Ni Yao's painting and the painting of Xingyue beside her.

"Si Shao, is Miss Ni Yao graffiti?" Pei Zong frowned, looked left and right, and didn't see what Ni Yao was drawing.

"A tree and a yard." Yu Yanzheng's peach blossom eyes were unfathomable, but his voice was calm.

Pei Zong looked at Ni Yao's painting and wanted to ask him how he saw it—it turned out that Mrs. Ni was telling the truth.

Yu Yanzheng stood in the sun for a long time with a dazzling look, turned around and left.

Several noble ladies breathed a sigh of relief, looked at him, and turned to look at Ni Yao, who was dressed in black in the studio.

***

Tianni Media, Ni Mocheng walked out of the conference room with a document after the meeting that was interrupted last night.

Lu Mingxu strode up to him, and said in a pleading tone: "I'm sorry yesterday, I didn't expect you to sell your favor, and I actually scared your sister Ni Yao." ”

Lu Mingxu, who usually smiled all the time, suddenly became serious, and Ni Mocheng was a little uncomfortable.

"If you're here to intercede for Zhang Peng, then don't talk about it, I don't want to hear this person's name."

Lu Mingxu smiled: "It's not a plea, a favor owed to him has been repaid, I really care about Ni Yao." ”

Ni Mocheng turned to look at Lu Mingxu, who was serious with a smile, and said in a deep voice: "Yao Yao is fine, you don't need to care." ”

When Lu Mingxu heard that it was really fine, he smiled and said, "What about the script?" If I could, I'd do it. ”

Ni Mocheng looked at him coldly and said unhappily: "General." ”

Lu Mingxu smiled.

Takahara followed behind the two.

Ni Mocheng glanced lightly: "You have sent the lyrics to Yao Yao for the three new songs, the lyricist signed by the company, do you want them to have an idle meal?" ”

Gao Yuan's face tightened, and he hurriedly leaned over to explain.