The sound of slight footsteps sounded from the staircase, and there was a slight grinding sound on the fine sand on the staircase, but in such a noisy corridor, Yan Yu heard it obviously, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became a little thicker.

The little assistant held two glasses of water and stood aside obediently. The shrewd and capable woman pulled her phone out of her bag and listened to his casual conversation as she pressed the button to remember the final point of discussion.

The girl wore a neat ponytail, a T-shirt and shorts, as if she was coming back from outside, with hair that had been inadvertently blown away by the wind on her ears, and a picture clip on her back.

She walked very lightly, and it was not until she reached the corridor on the fourth floor that the woman and the assistant noticed her and turned slightly sideways to make way for her.

The girl whispered a word of thanks, and walked to the other end without squinting, but was pulled by the force behind her.

An Ning Ning turned around and saw a boy smiling lightly.

He greeted her very familiarly, then delicately took her folder, opened it, and raised her crooked eyes, "You went to the beach this morning?" ”

She wasn't annoyed either, pursed her lips and brushed her hair behind her ears, "Well, when you come out to pour coffee." ”

"So?" The boy thought about it very seriously, and shook his head again, "I guess I didn't pay attention when I stayed up late, but—" He looked down at the painted painting again, "It's pretty beautiful by the sea today." ”

"Do you like it?" She raised an eyebrow.

"I like it." The boy laughed casually.

The girl said casually, "After going back and repairing it, I'll give you this painting tomorrow." ”

The other party was stunned, obviously he didn't expect to get such an answer today, looking at the girl standing in place, with a shallow smile and a calm face, his fingertips rubbed lightly on the edge of the drawing paper, thoughtfully, "Isn't it hard?" ”

"It's just a painting."

She took it, nodded, turned and went into the house, closing the door.

"Heh, it turns out that your neighbors don't know your identity, and they want to give you paintings, it's really a bit of an axe."

The first to speak was the editor-in-chief, who had just seen all of this, and she covered her lips and chuckled.

"What is given is just a state of mind, peaceful and clear, but comfortable." Yan Yu didn't want to talk too much about this topic, smiled, and led back, "The request is almost over, but what you just said at the end-"

"Oh, this is the party that our magazine is preparing for the new magazine tomorrow, and we look forward to your presence at the Hengyuan Hotel in Linlang Plaza."

"I will." He nodded politely.

"Then I won't send you-"

Yan Yu is now a great god in the painting world, he is different from the old-school painters, he is very down-to-earth, he appears on various social accounts, and many young people who are not interested in this field are also his fans.

It can be said that with him, you have absolute popularity.

There was no imaginary price to sit on the ground, and the conversation was easy-going, although it was still the same dirty road, but the editor-in-chief was in a much better mood than when he came.

"Editor-in-chief, did you just see that girl?" The assistant spoke weakly from the side.

"What's wrong?"

"She seems to be the girl who came to the magazine yesterday to discuss the sketch. It was because Yan Yu called and agreed to our conditions that she refused. Before that, only her style matched our new edition. ”

The smile on the corner of the editor-in-chief's lips froze for a moment, and then he smiled nonchalantly, "So what, it's just bad luck." ”

"I've also seen those sketches, and they're good, and the style is in line, but some of the details are still not professional enough. And—speaking of which, her work seems to be somewhat similar to Yan Yu's. ”

"Yes, if it weren't for the fact that I didn't know the identity of Yan Yu when I looked at the girl just now, I would have thought she was instructed by Yan Yu. However, looking at such an environment, I missed such a business, and I don't know if the girl cares. The assistant sighed.

How could An Ningning not care.

In fact, she can't even afford to pay this month's rent.

The cottage had only the most basic furniture, which made the already small room very empty, except that all the things she used for painting were resting on the old wooden table by the window.

The phone was on the sidelines, with the characters of today's hottest games on it, and she was comparing them to the draft. Thanks to this game, although the hard work and the reward are not equal, she can still earn some money among players with her craftsmanship.

She has submitted all the illustrations and drawings of the magazine, but at this stage, the editor is more willing to find the painters who have been familiar with her, and her manuscripts are only passed piecemeal, and she has to wait for half a month to receive the remittance.

As a last resort, I had to do some odd jobs.

Even if it was this morning's painting, if it weren't for the other party being one of the targets to be attacked, she might not be able to be so generous.

She sighed, calmed down, and began to draw again.

The girl's hands are very slender, but the joints are a little thick and abrupt, as if they have done heavy work, and the skin stained with gouache paint is also rough and abnormal. After writing for a while, because of her hand, she had to put down the pen and knead it gently to relieve the soreness and stiffness caused by the pain of the old days.

She raised her eyes, looked at the circle on tomorrow's date on the desk calendar, didn't know what she was thinking, blinked slowly, lowered her head again, and continued to rush the manuscript.

"Sister." There was a knock on the door outside, and when it opened, it was the child from the downstairs of her house.

"Sister, I'll hide in your house for a while, okay." The little girl looked at her expectantly with her head tilted, and when she had received an affirmative answer, she gave a low cheer, closed the door carefully, and followed her into the house.

"Sister, your paintings are so beautiful." The little girl couldn't sit still and curiously flipped through the manuscript on the table, "I like this one." ”

An Ningning looked up and saw that a mud mark on the manuscript had already been stained.

She believed that if it was the real her, she would be absolutely expressionless at the moment.

But here, because of the strong emotions of the characters, she just pulled out a gentle smile, "In this case, this one will be given to Xiaoya." She turned around again, took out the biscuits in the house, and coaxed softly, "Is it okay for the little girl to eat snacks here obediently for a while, my sister will be busy for a while." ”

"yes, okay." The little girl was very satisfied, thought about it, and said seriously, "My sister is so good to me, I don't care about the fact that the floor of my sister's house always leaks to my house." ”

An Ningning: ......

It's also bitter.

And, in order to avoid a second injury to her young heart, she could throw this innocent child away, ah no, please go outside?

Of course, she can only think about it under the personality. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Fast Wear, No Tranquility Claw Book House" for the first time.