Bei Xiaoya returned to the office and started working as usual, the previous day's sacrifice had delayed her work by a day, and the large painting symbolizing hope had not yet been painted.

The theme tone needs to express warmth, so the color adjustment is also mainly warm tones. After Bei Xiaoya returned to the office, the painting had not yet been rolled out, so she first took out a few tubes of gouache paint she needed and squeezed them into the paint tray and began to melt and harmonize the colors.

The final step of gouache painting is color matching, and those pictures are pediatric for Pei Xiaoya.

As soon as Bei Xiaoya's seasoning was added to the water, Zhao Jun came in. It's rare that people don't have a sad face, and they still hum a little song when they enter the office.

"What's so happy?" Bei Xiaoya saw that his face was bruised, and his eyes were still bruised and half-closed, but it was very strange that his face was full of smiles.

Zhao Jun walked straight to his desk and sat down, took out a pen from his jacket pocket, opened the cap and replied with a smile, "My daughter-in-law seems to be back to the way she was before, and she scolded me for getting up late in the morning." ”

This is a typical masochistic physique, even more excessive than Lin Nan. Bei Xiaoya saw him smiling, and several black lines crossed her forehead.

Zhao Jun opened the register and said to himself, "I haven't seen her angry for a long time, and I was a little uncomfortable being scolded by her in the morning, but I was really happy to see that she was no longer wronged by herself." ”

Zhao Jun told Bei Xiaoya more than once before that his daughter-in-law's personality had changed greatly, and now that she has changed, Bei Xiaoya is naturally happy for him. It's just that why is it so sudden, when the two of them chatted yesterday, she still looked like she didn't care about anything she wanted, how could she change back today? Could it be that I had an epiphany after confiding in myself?

Bei Xiaoya couldn't figure out why, and finally gave up and shook her head lightly.

"When did you say I would mention to her about leaving," the smile on Zhao Jun's face disappeared when he mentioned this question, and was replaced by the previous sorrow, "Ding Xiaobei will definitely not forget it like this, I'm afraid that she will go to the house again and say that there are no ones who have or don't, and there is no defense at all, it is better to let her leave as soon as possible, and there will be some chaos in the province." With what he has known about Ding Xiaobei in recent years, she will never stop with that slap. usually follows her, and she will show her face, let alone beat her in front of so many people.

Zhao Jun was very worried that she would retaliate, if she only poured her anger on her head, she was afraid that she would drag her daughter-in-law into the water together. The woman was ruthless but she could do anything, when Su Yin fell down the hill, some people said that she did it, Yu Yang She is not taboo, let alone them are powerless little shrimps.

"If your daughter-in-law really changes back to her old self, will she agree to leave?" Bei Xiaoya's mind couldn't help but float past the way she looked when she stood in the yard and scolded others, and she still had palpitations when she thought about it. If she is forced to leave, she is not allowed to lift her hat.

Zhao Jun was stunned by what she said, and then scratched his scalp in embarrassment, "It's a matter of time before you say it." The instructor didn't mention it, we can always pretend to be deaf and dumb, and now Ding Xiaobei is pressing on, no matter how much trouble she makes, this will have to be faced sooner or later. ”

Bei Xiaoya carefully stirred the paint, watching the colorful colors slowly spread out in the spice plate. Once she was sure that the consistency was what she wanted, she returned to her desk with the spice tray.

"I have little contact with your daughter-in-law, and I really can't figure out her temperament, and you have to make your own decision on this matter." Bei Xiaoya put down the paint tray and said helplessly, "I brought you in this time because of me, I'm sorry." ”

Zhao Jun pushed the new glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, and replied shyly, "How can you be blamed for this matter, with her temper, even if you are not there, she will find another reason to stab her back when my daughter-in-law stabbed her." "Now it just so happened that things were coming together, and she took advantage of it.

It doesn't make sense to say who is responsible now, after all, what should have happened has already happened. Bei Xiaoya didn't answer, picked up the pen and dipped it in a few paints to try to mix colors.

The background of Bei Xiaoya's design is the rising sun, the beginning of the day, and it is also the most representative thing I hope for. But the color of the rising sun is also the most difficult to reconcile, and Bei Xiaoya tried several times but did not get her satisfactory eyes. It is necessary to be dazzling, but also to make people look warm in their hearts, which is a test of craftsmanship.

Seeing that Bei Xiaoya started painting seriously, Zhao Jun also lowered his head. Since he spent the day outside yesterday, he also has a lot of backlog.

It is necessary to keep a record of attendance and a summary of yesterday's events. Although the situation in the disaster area is now stable, the follow-up involves reconstruction, and the instructor will inevitably have to attend many meetings, large and small, and he will have to prepare his draft as soon as possible.

"By the way," Zhao Jun suddenly remembered one more thing, "You may be busy again, in a few days it will be August 1, the big day in the team, and the propaganda newspapers everywhere will be replaced with new ones." In previous years, people would be sent to take pictures of the entire military region for selection, but today we have the conditions, but we can no longer abstain from voting as before. ”

It's okay, it's okay. Bei Xiaoya was a little glad to hear what he said, she was very afraid that the instructor would say that those things would be changed once a week or half a month, so she might really not be able to bear it. In this way, there is a major festival and she has no objection to repeating it.

"When I'm done with my work, I'll start preparing and try to get it done by August 1st."

Zhao Jun nodded, "Look at the arrangement, the front yard is also a heavy task, the selection will be a few days late, you can make it before they take pictures." ”

Bei Xiaoya just took the pen and just got a little yellow, and before she put down the pen, she suddenly remembered someone again, "Will the art team still come to perform?" ”

Literary team? Zhao Jun was a little disillusioned when he heard these three words, and raised his eyes to see that Bei Xiaoya was still waiting for his reply, so he replied casually, "It will come in previous years, and it will be the same this year." ”

A smile appeared on Bei Xiaoya's face, that is, it would not take him a few days to see that big city coming.

After Zhao Jun finished speaking, he hung his head lonely. The current art team is not what it used to be, and that person will never come back here.

Bei Xiaoya didn't notice his inappropriateness, and put all her attention on color mixing. Maybe it's because I'm in a good mood when I get the news, but this time the color test was very successful, and after smearing it on the white paper, I have the feeling that Bei Xiaoya wants.

After the color adjustment was completed, Bei Xiaoya spread the painted wall newspaper on the desk, then rolled up her sleeves, pulled the long hair hanging down the back of her head on the top of her head, and began to write with a refreshing look.

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