"You're quite talented, why haven't you seen it before?" The boy was not hypocritical, and generously accepted Yu Huanhuan's thanks, staring at the design drawing.

He hadn't seen Yu Huanhuan, but Yu Huanhuan looked at it for a while, but recognized him.

The students of C University know that the young genius Chen Keli, the god of fashion design, has been winning awards since junior high school, and it only took three years to start from scratch, and the studio he founded has become a popular figure in the design industry, and Chen Keli has almost become a model for the entire fashion design industry.

In C University, he is considered a man of the hour.

Now that he is only in his third year of college, he moved in in a low-key manner when the school first started the year and the kind of bachelor apartment dormitory recommended by the principal when the school started.

Yu Huanhuan's goal is to become a person like him, but unfortunately, it has been so long since school started, but he has never met it.

I heard that this great god has completed all the courses, and it doesn't matter if he attends class or not, as long as he can pass the exam.

Such a great character, the achievements have probably far surpassed the teachers in the school.

Yu Huanhuan didn't expect that she would meet him here.

"Hello senior, my name is Yu Huanhuan, and I am a freshman." Yu Huanhuan hurriedly stood up and introduced herself with a red face.

Yu Huanhuan remembered the recent news in the fashion circle in a trance, saying that he was preparing his "Chaoxia" series, and it seemed that this one was one of them.

After looking at it for a while, Yu Huanhuan glanced at his drawing paper helplessly and sighed.

How can anyone be so different, it seems that he still has a long way to go before he can reach his realm.

On this day, Yu Huanhuan worked particularly hard.

It wasn't until after nine o'clock, when it was dark, that the uncle's phone rang, and she suddenly came back to her senses.

"Yu Huanhuan, aren't you going home?" Fu Yunrao's tone was very bad, and his voice was unprecedentedly serious.

At nine o'clock, Yu Huanhuan was a little weak-hearted, she would go home very consciously at seven o'clock in the past, and her uncle would go home before eight o'clock during this time, but today she didn't know that the painting was nine o'clock.

"No, in the studio, I didn't pay attention to the time, I'll go back immediately!" Yu Huanhuan quietly got up, walked out of the studio, and nestled in the corner of the corridor to answer the phone.

"Heh, I thought you decided to live with your sketchpad for the rest of your life." Fu Yunrao was obviously angry, but he deliberately rushed home early today, for fear that Huanhuan would be afraid at home alone!

"Don't, uncle, I love you, wait for me, I'll go back soon!"

Fu Yunrao hung up the phone expressionlessly, brought the last dish to the table, turned around and went to the refrigerator to get some fruit.

The little one used to eat some fruit at night, and now that she was ready, she was just back.

Here, Yu Huanhuan hurriedly put away her mobile phone, quietly slipped into the studio, and packed up her things.

Chen Keli was still sitting there, for several hours, he didn't seem to have changed his position, the original simple purple dress has turned into a more gorgeous dark purple, and there are many dark embellishments on the skirt, which is completely different from the sketch at the beginning.

Yu Huanhuan admired this man even more.

I wanted to say hello before leaving, but it seemed that I shouldn't disturb other people's work, and at the moment when Yu Huanhuan closed the door, the originally dignified back at the front quickly relaxed.

He turned his head, looked at the empty studio behind him, let out a long sigh, and then stood up and moved his body greatly, he was really tired from sitting for so long in order to maintain his image!

When Yu Huanhuan returned to the villa, the room was quiet, there were untouched chopsticks and meals on the dining table, and there was a freshly made fruit bowl on the table in the living room, but Fu Yunrao was nowhere to be seen.

"Uncle? Uncle! ”

Yu Huanhuan looked for several laps but didn't see anyone, and was a little puzzled.

Just when she put down her bag and was about to find her mobile phone to call Fu Yunrao, she saw the man coming out of the bedroom, and his face was comparable to that of Bao Gong.

Isn't it, just because he came home so late, the uncle is so angry?

Yu Huanhuan subconsciously shuddered.

"Why didn't you say yes?" Yu Huanhuan trotted to Fu Yunrao's side, and her little hand tightly grasped the hem of Fu Yunrao's clothes, trying to make the uncle forget his anger in a coquettish way.

"Do you know to come back?" Fu Yunrao quietly dodged Yu Huanhuan's coquettish attack, sat on the sofa with a black face, and didn't look at the girl.

"I'm fascinated by drawing, it's a little bit late." Yu Huanhuan flattened her mouth, a little unhappy.

"Drawing? Who are you with? Fu Yunrao rubbed the screen of his mobile phone, and his face became darker.

"Myself!" The atmosphere is obviously wrong, it must be because of other things, but Yu Huanhuan carefully pondered his recent life and made sure that he didn't have anything that could easily cause others to misunderstand.

This is strange, what is the uncle angry about?

"Yourself? What is it! Fu Yunrao took out his mobile phone and handed it to Yu Huanhuan, the mobile phone was the learning forum of C University, and what was placed at the top was a post called the love affair that the school girl had to say, and Yu Huanhuan saw his name.

Uncle would actually visit his school's forum? Yu Huanhuan was blindsided first, didn't he see all the posts he had hacked?

She subconsciously clicked on the post, the picture of the town building was very beautiful, sitting in the studio, a young boy bent down slightly, looking at the drawing board with a serious expression, and the soft sunlight leaked in through the window, making the boy's original innocent dress even more charming.

Isn't this what Chen Keli took when he was instructing himself to draw just now? Wasn't there no one in the studio at the time?

Yu Huanhuan frowned, staring at the picture in front of him, especially the landlord who was very troubled and drew a red heart between the two people, which seemed even more ambiguous.

I can't complain that the uncle will be jealous.

"This is my senior, the god of fashion design, I went to the studio for the first time today, and I saw that there were some flaws in the drawings I draw, just help me point them out." Yu Huanhuan was a little speechless.

I used to think that these gossips had nothing to do with me, but now that I think it will affect my relationship with my uncle, it seems that I must take certain measures in the future.

"Are you stupid? Being scolded like this and not refuting? Fu Yunrao was even more angry, if Du Zetang hadn't told him about the scandal today, he wouldn't have known that the little girl had suffered so many grievances at school!

"Eat well!" Fu Yunrao avoided answering.

"Also, don't contact your so-called senior in the future!" Finally, I gave another word of advice.

Still jealous, Yu Huanhuan nodded obediently, quietly hiding the pleasure that was about to overflow to her lips.

It's just that some people don't want him to have more contact with Chen Keli, but the two inevitably get together under the same roof.

Early the next morning, although it was only seven o'clock, the figure of Qingjun in the first row was already sitting there.

It's still yesterday's design drawing, which has reached the point of amazement, Chen Keli is holding a paintbrush to seriously revise the details, but it has obviously reached the point of finishing.

With just one glance, Yu Huanhuan can be sure that this design will definitely cause everyone's fanatical chase again.

No pain, no gain, seeing the serious appearance of the senior, Yu Huanhuan sighed in his heart.

In fact, genius is also 99% sweat and 1% talent, if there is no diligent effort, no matter how talented you are, you will not be brilliant.

Chen Keli wore an ordinary striped short-sleeved shirt today, but he was also very handsome.

Yu Huanhuan gently put down her things, uncovered the canvas, and the half of the design drawings that she hadn't finished yesterday reappeared in front of her.

This time, all the inspiration poured out along the traces of yesterday.

She didn't even know when the senior went out.

"Hey, little girl, eat something." Chen Keli didn't know when he walked behind Yu Huanhuan again, holding a lunch box in his hand.

Smelling the fragrance of rice, Yu Huanhuan felt that her stomach was already flattened, and she subconsciously tightened her lower abdomen.

"I'm not hungry, thank you, senior." Uncle has warned himself not to have more contact with this senior in the future.

Although this is her idol at this stage.

"Ha, you're really special, from eight in the morning to one at noon, and you're not hungry for five hours?" Chen Keli glanced at Yu Huanhuan's stomach playfully, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

Yu Huanhuan was a little embarrassed, and was about to say something, but heard Chen Keli continue: "Or are you planning to avoid suspicion because of what happened on the forum yesterday?" That's not going to work, I'm going to be drawing here for the next two weeks, and the studio is occupied. ”

Hearing what the senior said, Yu Huanhuan also knew that it would be a bit too much for him to be hypocritical.

"Actually, it's not to avoid suspicion, I'm afraid that the senior's fans will be too crazy and turn around to stab me with a villain." Yu Huanhuan said with a smile.

"Then don't worry, with your current reputation in school, even if I don't have it, I will be stabbed as a villain." Chen Keli smiled even more cheerfully, and casually stuffed the lunch box into Yu Huanhuan's hand.

His hands are long, thin, with distinct joints and thin calluses on his index finger and thumb, making him a standard designer's hand.

is such a joke, and the atmosphere between the two is quite intimate. Yu Huanhuan took the lunch box and thanked him sweetly.

"Oh, that, I'm sorry about the things on the forum. The first photo was originally taken by my friend who came here to find me yesterday, and posted it to the friend group to joke that I didn't expect to be used by someone with a heart. ”

It turned out to be because of him, thinking of the heart on the photo yesterday, Yu Huanhuan was a little embarrassed.

"That picture is also her P?"

"Haha, you said that heart? That's not, it's supposed to be the person who posted it. In fact, Chen Keli almost laughed when he saw that picture yesterday.

The current human brain hole is too big, he and Yu Huanhuan obviously said two words normally, which made that heart create an ambiguous atmosphere, but he still couldn't help being narcissistic, and he was really handsome in the photo!

"So you also read the forum!" In fact, Yu Huanhuan is more concerned about this, obviously in the legend of C University, Senior Chen is the most gentle and ruthless male god, don't look at the gentle and elegant appearance of his dress, in fact, his temperament is cold. I heard that he was a class representative in his sophomore year, and his unkind appearance erased the hearts of a large number of little fans.