Li Xueyang's words made Qin Zhiruo raise his eyes, and his clear eyes looked straight at her, revealing a clear and firm light, "I have strength." ”

Li Xueyang sneered, "What strength do you have?" You're a pheasant from university, and you still say strength? ”

Qin Zhiruo clenched his fingers, pursed his lips, and stopped talking.

The matter of academic qualifications has always been a sore spot for Qin Zhiruo, she could have gone to a better school, but it was because of Qin Kerou that she couldn't go.

Seeing that Qin Zhiruo didn't speak, the ridicule in Li Xueyang's eyes was even worse, he reached out and took out a stack of drawing paper and pencils from the drawer and threw them on the table, and made a random request: "Start painting first, draw until I am satisfied, and hand over thirty paintings to me every day." ”

Li Xueyang thought that Qin Zhiruo would be dissatisfied, and then refuted her, but what she expected didn't happen, Qin Zhiruo just silently took the paper and pen, and said softly: "I know." ”

At the beginning, Li Xueyang glanced at her every few minutes, trying to catch Qin Zhiruo being lazy, but at the end of the day, Qin Zhiruo had been immersed in painting except for going to the toilet and drinking water.

The blank paper is covered with vivid scenes, and even though it is only simple black and white, it can make people feel the perfection of the whole scene.

When Li Xueyang was about to leave work, his eyes flashed with surprise when he received thirty paintings from today.

She proposed thirty paintings to make things difficult for Qin Zhiruo, but she didn't expect that Qin Zhiruo would really paint thirty paintings for her, and each of them was beautiful.

However, Li Xueyang is just a person with no qualifications but no real skills, and her inner opinion of Qin Zhiruo was also deviated by Qin Kerou, although she was shocked by the thirty paintings that Qin Zhiruo gave her, she felt that these paintings were very ugly.

"The lines of this flower are too mushy, the shadow of this bridge is not well drawn, is this an apple? What are the paintings! Li Xueyang pointed to the things on the painting with a disgusted expression, just not wanting Qin Zhiruo to feel better.

These thirty paintings may be difficult for others to complete, but they are not difficult for Qin Zhiruo, who has a peculiar talent for this area, and when she was in school, she would practice her pen every day and draw a lot of sketches.

Listening to Li Xueyang's words, Qin Zhiruo was not angry, let Li Xueyang be picky, she also knew in her heart that Li Xueyang was giving her a disadvantage, she would follow it all, she would prove it to everyone, she Qin Zhiruo was excellent.

Li Xueyang finished picking on her, and left after mocking her in a weird way, and the others in the design department had already gone home from work.

Qin Zhiruo took the paintings home, although Li Xueyang belittled these paintings to nothing, but every painting was her handiwork, and she couldn't bear to let her things become garbage.

The next day, Li Xueyang still threw her a stack of drawing paper and pens, this time with paint, and asked for fifteen oil paintings.

Painting oil painting has a lot more energy than sketching, Qin Zhiruo didn't complain, took things into the studio of the design department, and entered it all day.

At the end of the day, Qin Zhiruo showed the painting to Li Xueyang, but he was still not satisfied, and the painting was still degraded to a mess.

If these paintings were seen by a professional teacher, they would definitely praise them, but Li Xueyang was just a straw bale, which covered the light of Qin Zhiruo's talent.

In this way, a few days have passed, Qin Zhiruo has been painting, and Li Xueyang's pickiness has made her more proficient in the use of light and shadow and design.

Qin Zhiruo has never complained, she just takes these as exercises to make her painting skills better, and she has set extremely critical boundaries for herself in her heart.

She wants to make herself better, she wants the people who have taken care of her to see her achievements, and she doesn't want Lu Yihe, who helped her enter the prosperous world, feel that she has no ability.

She's going to work hard, she's going to work hard! For others and for yourself.

Lu Yihe, who was in a meeting, didn't know that he was being regarded as the motivation to work hard, and was indifferently leaning on the back of the chair to listen to the plan of the planning department.

The light jumped casually on the man with extraordinary bearing, the handsome and three-dimensional facial features were cold and hard, the body was covered with a powerful aura, and the knuckled fingers were bent, dotting on the overlapping legs.

Lu Yihe's brows frowned slightly, these people's plans were nothing new, which was really dissatisfying.

His eyes were raised slightly, and his eyes were sharply directed to the head of the planning department, and the atmosphere in the conference room suddenly pressed, and a slight chill appeared behind everyone.

"Redo." Lu Yihe coldly spit out two words.

The head of the planning department didn't dare to take a breath, but he responded, Lu Yihe raised his hand and waved it, signaling that the meeting was over, and everyone seemed to be redeemed, and quickly left the conference room with their things.

Lu Yihe rubbed his temples, and Qin Zhiruo's eyebrows and sweet smile suddenly appeared in his mind, gradually easing the coldness around him.

The little woman has been in the company for a few days, I don't know how she is doing?

The assistant standing on the side felt that the aura around Lu Yihe's body had softened, and his heart was full of curiosity.

What's wrong? Wasn't it still very angry just now?

"It's company lunch break?" Lu Yihe said lightly.

"Yes." The assistant replied respectfully.

Lu Yihe stood up, his deep eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, seeing that Lu Yihe was going out, the assistant followed with something, but was stopped by Lu Yihe, "You don't have to follow me." ”

After speaking, Lu Yihe left the conference room without hesitation, took the elevator to the design department, during the lunch break, the people in the design department were lying on the table to rest, occasionally a few did not sleep, seeing that someone was coming, he looked up lightly, and then there was no other reaction.

The people in the design department would never have thought that the president of Shengshi would come to the small design department, and they had a small guess about the identity of the man with extraordinary bearing in front of them.

glanced at it, and didn't find Qin Zhiruo's figure, Lu Yihe's eyes stayed at the door of the half-open studio.

Pushing open the studio door, what greeted me was Qin Zhiruo who was sleeping on the studio table, with long and curly eyelashes, and moist red lips slightly open, glowing with an alluring luster.

Qin Zhiruo was obviously tired, her breathing was even and long, and even Lu Yihe pinched her face, but she showed no signs of waking up.

With a turn of his gaze, Lu Yihe noticed the paint on the side, a touch of bad flashed in his eyes, and his bony hand took a paintbrush, dipped it in the paint, and lightly embellished it on Qin Zhiruo's white and tender face.

Lu Yihe put down his pen and left the studio in a good mood, leaving Qin Zhiruo, who had been played, asleep comfortably unconsciously.

After a while, the door of the studio was pushed open again, and the people who came in looked around, seeing that Qin Zhiruo was still asleep, he was slightly dissatisfied in his heart, and when he got closer, after seeing Qin Zhiruo's face clearly, anger was already burning in his eyes.

"Qin Zhiruo!" The manager's voice frightened Qin Zhiruo in his sleep.