C393 Art Room

On a cloudy day, Zhu Zhu carried her drawing board to the studio. This was the third month of her work, so she did not feel like she had done anything during her probation period.

He used to feel pretty good at art school, and he also received quite a few awards. He felt that he was quite an artistic person. Why was it that once he arrived in this studio, he had to expend so much effort to get through all those simple drafts?

The entire gallery had managed the script, and it was also the artistic plan here, so it was Ye Xuan.

What did Ye Xuan say?

He is a handsome man in popular aesthetics, and perhaps some people don't like him because he is a little fat.

However, those big eyes, just like in the novels, were very attractive to young girls who studied art.

There was also a girl called Chen Tongtong in Zhu Zhu's group, and they were the only two little assistants in the group who had not finished their work.

Zhu Zhu was anxious at first, racking her brains every day on how to make her paintings look like they were both vulgar and adaptable to the market.

Even after several changes, he was still unable to meet the standards.

Zhu Zhu was in the large studio. She picked up her paintbrush and changed it from one to the other, because Zhu Zhu came later, so she couldn't be with the entire studio team.

Fortunately, there was a girl who was like Jia Wanrou, following Zhu Zhu and having fun, telling jokes and living a carefree life every day was not too bad.

Sometimes, the drawing was wrong, and there was even a professional teacher's guidance. When Ye Xuan told her about the drawing elements, he had said something very important.

"The studio you drew is good, but it doesn't have a soul."

"How can a painting have a soul?" Zhu Zhu thought the concept was abstract.

When she got home, she told Ann Qianxi about it. Ann Qianxi said that she wanted the painting to have a soul. It was very simple. To experience life.

What was life like? Was he going to stand under the bridge and be a wandering artiste?

Whenever Zhu Zhu mentioned experiencing life, she would think of such a straightforward thing. Ann Qianxi said that she didn't need to experience it so blatantly. Instead, she would use her emotions to pour this directly into the work.

Emotions? To Zhu Zhu, the theme seemed simple, but it was hard to implement. Really, how to integrate emotions into the work.

Ye Yuni lifted her feet up high and said, "This looks quite simple. Let's go out and get in a relationship."

"Love is something that only you rich people can have. For someone like me, it's a luxury," Zhu Zhu shook her head. "I would rather paint a hundred pictures a day than make such a thing."

Zhu Zhu winked at Ann Qianxi, who waved her hand, "Don't tell me about this. Some things will come sooner or later. Just let nature take its course."

"I actually think that woman is just a competition of looks. For men, being good-looking is the most useful thing. You go to a bar and listen to these two men; they never say anything. Hey, look at that girl, she's so virtuous." Ye Yuni put her arm around Zhu Zhu's shoulders, "So, beauties like you don't have to worry about the issue of dating. Only those who don't look good will care."

"But falling in love doesn't depend solely on one's face, and what we women need isn't just that." Zhu Zhu leaned her head against Ye Yuni's shoulder and looked at her with a bitter expression. "Qianxi."

Ann Qianxi said, "But looks are the foundation for two people to know each other. If you don't have the foundation, how can you continue?"

Zhu Zhu thought about it and agreed, "Hai, maybe it's because I'm too good-looking, and I'm unable to understand how difficult it is for those ugly girls to fall in love."

Ann Qianxi Ye Yuni looked at each other. Just as she was thinking about how to connect the two together, she saw Jia Wanrou walk in.

Rather than walking in, it was more of a sway, as if the living room in the house was a boxing practice ground. The well-developed muscles, the sweat pouring down, and the very obvious thick pink rubber band on the top of his head were very eye-catching.

The three of them let out a gasp of surprise at the same time. When they looked at Jia Wanrou at the same time, they exchanged complicated looks with each other.

At this moment, Jia Wanrou jumped and plopped down on the sofa. You felt like this weird and messy posture was like a hydrogen balloon that was short of oxygen, or a balloon that was gasping for hot air.

There were only two possibilities for her to fall on the sofa in this posture. The first one was that she would dazzle the handsome guy with his beauty (Jia Wanrou's place was always ready).

The second is a brief shock to the central nervous system from just finishing the exercise.

From the state of tonight, Jia Wanrou should be the second type. If it was the first type, she would have already faked her corpse and sat straight up on the sofa. She passionately held your hand, chattering non-stop like a resident lady.

Ye Yuni couldn't bear to watch her good sister get tired of sports like a bunch of soft vegetables exposed to the sun. She thought of a brilliant method to wake Jia Wanrou up in an instant.

"Aiyo, you're talking about the night. What should we do?" As soon as Ye Yuni started, Ann Qianxi immediately said, "Aiya, I'm really hungry. It's been a long time since I've had a big meal."

Zhu Zhu came over and said, "But I don't know where I've opened a new restaurant recently. It tastes pretty good."

"Aiya, why don't we stop eating? Eating tonight is equivalent to a chronic suicide!" Ann Qianxi had just made a necking motion when she heard a series of crackling sounds from Jia Wanrou's back muscles, and then she flopped to her feet. Sofia I know! On the Bund, there is a Monte Blanc, which is newly opened. It's very delicious, why don't we go? "

"Weren't you very tired just now? I saw you training for the whole day, so you must be very tired. How about we go?" Ye Yuni pretended to speculate as she tilted her head to the side of the pillow.

Ann Qianxi received the signal and hugged her shoulders with a helpless look on her face. "Aiya, that's right. If we all go, without a trace of gentleness, how lonely would it be to leave her at home?"

"I can't bear it." Zhu Zhu was heartbroken as she held her chest weakly.

"Aiya, Yuni!" Qianxi! Zhu Zhu! I'm your source of happiness, take me with you, think about what you lonely beautiful girls will do if they meet bad people, "said Jia Wanrou as she crawled over. As she took up so much space, she squeezed Ann Qianxi to the point that she had no space to spare," You still want me to protect you! "Hmph."