In Pu Songling's former residence, in addition to the old house, in fact, the most representative is Liuquan. This place is in the Liaozhai Garden, belongs to the low-lying area, this spring is not dry all the year round, and Mr. Pu Songling's Liuquan monk is also derived from this. As for the book "Liao Zhai", it is also named after the compilation of the stories collected by Mr. Pu Songling who drank tea and chatted with people here in this place.

When Xiao Baoju and Wang Tingting walked here, Xiao Baoju seemed to see the scene of Pu Weng writing hard at this table. Immediately, Xiao Baoju took out a pen and paper from his pocket and sat on the stone bench opposite Willow Spring. Simply sketch out your work on straw paper. The existing Liuquan stele was replaced with a wooden plank, and Pu Weng bowed his head to write on the side, and several people were surrounded by a wooden table. One of them had a look of horror on his face, as if he was telling a bizarre story. In the open space above the side, a few willow branches poked out.

This is a test of Xiao Baoju's sketching skills, and in less than half an hour, the draft has taken shape. "Honey, what did you draw? So long? How many other attractions are there ahead? Wang Tingting sat on the side with Xiao Baoju, and only asked out loud when she saw Xiao Baoju put away the pen.

"Haha, Tingting, I have just finished the design of the first draft of my competition. Let's stop reading it for now, shall we? Go back to the studio immediately, I'll draw it and you can help me see it! Xiao Baoju can't wait for a moment, he must take advantage of the fact that the picture in his mind is still clear, and hurry back to reproduce it.

"Really? Alright then, let's go back to the studio! Wang Tingting supports Xiao Baoju's decision very much, and besides, this place is here, and you can come whenever you want. But the inspiration in Xiao Baoju's mind is not always available. Moreover, looking at Xiao Baoju's eager face, Wang Tingting couldn't bear to bother.

When the two returned to the studio, Xiao Baoju directly fixed the 4-foot rice paper on the painting wall. I began to sketch the scene in my mind that seemed to have traveled through the previous year. At this moment, Xiao Baoju seems to be in the scene hundreds of years ago, when Pu Weng recorded those stories.

Due to unfamiliarity, Xiao Baoju still drew a draft with a pencil on rice paper. As the graphics gradually became clearer, Wang Tingting quietly recorded the creative process of Xiao Baoju. Xiao Baoju started painting, he was very persistent, and Xiao Baoju stopped painting this painting until late at night before he finished the first draft.

"Honey, tired huh? Take a break with saliva! Wang Tingting walked to Xiao Baoju's side with the water cup, handed the water cup to him and said.

"Tingting, help me review the review?" Xiao Baoju took the water cup, took a sip and said.

"What can I comment on, I don't understand anything! However, with my intuition, I think this painting is very good, and at a glance, I know that Pu Songling is writing about Zhai! As far as the competition goes, it's not off-topic! Hee-hee..." Wang Tingting held Xiao Baoju's arm and said delicately.

"Haha... This is said without digression! I'll show the teacher tomorrow, oh it's 10 o'clock, baby, are you going back, or..." Xiao Baoju knew that the conditions in his dormitory were quite simple, and he didn't know if Wang Tingting could sleep after changing the bed.

"To... Or... Nope... Have you gone back? Wang Tingting knew what Xiao Baoju meant, so she shyly agreed.

"Hey, hey... That... Shall we go back to rest? Xiao Baoju said happily, although this is not the first time two people have had a relationship, but this is the first time Wang Tingting has stayed in the art center.

Xiao Baoju's room is not big, and at first glance it is a room where a single man lives, although it is not cluttered. But there was also a faint smell of smoke in the room. "Hee-hee, dear. Unexpectedly, your room is quite clean, not as messy as you imagined! It's just that the smell of smoke is not small, open the window, and disperse the smell! Wang Tingting walked into the room with a smile and said.

It turned out that Xiao Baoju's room only had a single bed, but later after Shao Lin moved in, a single bed was added, and now the two beds are combined together, and it is no problem to sleep two people. The rooms are air-conditioned and have private bathrooms. Before leaving, Shao Lin took all his daily necessities with him. On the wall of the room, Wang Linkai wrote to Xiao Baoju to put it down.

In addition to the bed, there was only one sofa left in the room. After Wang Tingting finished washing and came out, she saw that Xiao Baoju was already sitting on the sofa and falling asleep. It can be seen that Xiao Baoju's tiredness is coming. "Honey, wash up and go to sleep?" Wang Tingting woke up Xiao Baoju softly.

Wang Tingting's first night in Xiao Baoju's dormitory was accompanied by only Xiao Baoju's slight snoring, but Wang Tingting slept very soundly. The next day, with Xiao Baoju's turnover, Wang Tingting also woke up leisurely, and the two looked at each other and smiled. Wang Tingting took the initiative to offer her own fragrant kiss.

"Honey, gotta get up. I have another interview today! I have to go to the unit to paint some makeup, it's too late to go home! Wang Tingting looked at the time of the mobile phone, and said apologetically lying in Xiao Baoju's arms.

"I want you to stay with me a little longer!" Xiao Baoju hugged Wang Tingting and said reluctantly.

"It's really not good, people... Come back in the evening! I really have to afford it, otherwise I won't be able to catch up! Wang Tingting got up apologetically, changed her clothes in front of Xiao Baoju, and because she didn't bring cosmetics, Wang Tingting just brought a mask. In fact, in Xiao Baoju's opinion, Wang Tingting is very beautiful without makeup. After all, the foundation is there!

After sending Wang Tingting away, Xiao Baoju also walked into the canteen to eat. "Yo! Baoju, why is it so early today? Who is the woman who just left? Tell your sister-in-law? Wei Fang looked at Xiao Baoju with a gossipy look and asked.

"Sister-in-law, a friend of mine! Hey, hey..." Facing Wei Fang, Xiao Baoju had no temper at all. In terms of art centers, Wei Fang is Xiao Baoju's respectful existence.

"Sort of! Yes, I've brought them all back for the night! Okay, sister-in-law is waiting for the wedding wine! Pony! Wei Fang smiled and walked out of the cafeteria with breakfast!

After Xiao Baoju had breakfast, he took yesterday's painting and came to Wang Linkai's studio. "Teacher, this is my manuscript, can you help me check it?"

"Got it out so quickly? Let me see. Wang Linkai put down the teacup and walked slowly to the painting. I put on my reading glasses and looked closely. After a long time, "Baoju, the subject matter of your painting fits well, the layout is also good, and the ideas you want to express are feasible." It's just that the characters still have to be carefully handled, otherwise this can only be regarded as a decent work! Wang Linkai said very directly.