Jiang Li took a step back and took out a notebook from his pocket, "No matter what misunderstanding Miss Scarlet Moon has about me, I ask you to sign it for me, I really like your work." This time I was able to be a judge of this competition, and I was really lucky to see Miss Scarlet Moon's face when I saw it. ”

Nan Ling looked at his notebook with paint, and asked embarrassedly, "Do you want to wash it first?" ”

"I didn't have any clothes with me, so that's fine." Jiang Li smiled unmindfully.

The more he was like this, the more embarrassed Nan Ling became.

She thought for a while, opened her cabinet and looked at it for a long time, and it seemed that there was nothing he could wear.

"I'm a contestant right now and can't go out, so I can't help you. I'll give you this signature, you can deal with it quickly. ”

Nan Ling immediately signed him and sent him away.

Jiang Li looked at Nan Ling and smiled slightly, waving his hand, "Okay." ”

Jiang Li left, Nan Ling sat on the chair sullenly, thinking about Jiang Li's way, she really didn't think he looked like a bad person?

But is the person who hurt her deeply really Jiang Li?

If so, why did she look at him without the slightest reaction.

Nan Ling didn't want to think so much about it, so he still concentrated on his creation.

In just five days, it is still difficult to create a short story. Whoever has an engaging story that has more commercial value can be the winner.

Jiang Li walked out of Nan Ling's private studio, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was shallow.

Looking at her unfamiliar eyes, his heart ached and rejoiced, glad that she no longer had to remember those bad memories, and he hurt her memories.

It hurts that she forgot about him.

It's good.

Everything starts from scratch.

He went to the bathroom and looked at the paint-stained shirt in the mirror, he washed off the paint on his face with a handful of water, wiped some off the shirt, and then dried it with a blow dryer.

At least when he appeared in front of Nan Ling, she would remember that it was her masterpiece and feel a little guilty about him, then he would have a chance to get close to her.

I won't be pushed far by her.

The second day of the competition.

Jiang Li knew that Nan Ling had not come out of the studio all this time, so he specially took the breakfast from the hotel and packed it for her, which was her favorite leek box, as well as yogurt.

Nan Ling lifted the lid, looked at the breakfast inside, and then looked up at him, "Thank you for bringing me breakfast, but your clothes are ......"

"You don't think it fits the theme of this comic, and it's unique." Jiang Li laughed.

Nan Ling pulled the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, "I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have splashed paint on you indiscriminately." ”

"If you have any misunderstanding, I can explain it to you slowly, you don't have to be embarrassed." Jiang Li knew that she was a kind-hearted person.

Even if Xia Yi instilled something in her, she could feel it herself, and she would have her own judgment.

Nan Ling nodded, "When the game is over, I'll give you back a set." ”

"Okay."

"Then you're busy, I'll have breakfast."

Jiang Li returned to his room and immediately connected to the video, Jiang Xiaonan and Jiang Xiaomeng's two little heads squeezed over, "Dabi, Dabi, is it Mom?" ”

"It's her! You're right. ”

"Did you talk to her? Did you tell her about our existence? When is mom coming back? ”

Jiang Li sighed, "Mom forgot some things, and now she doesn't recognize me, but it doesn't matter, after the game, I'll take you to meet her." Let's start over, shall we? ”