C102 A Tiger with Wings

I thought about it. Based on my understanding of Mason, with her strong personality, it would be better to let her stay in my house without paying rent than to kill her. "How about this, you stay here with me, I won't charge you rent, you teach me painting, and you don't have to charge me for the school fees, okay?"

Although she didn't want to take advantage of me, definitely, Mason wasn't the kind of person who would put on airs. She accepted my suggestion, "Okay, deal, then from now on, we will be roommates?"

"That's right." Due to being too excited, my face flushed slightly. After living alone for so long, apart from Ou Jia Rui, there was no one else who had come to accompany me. Although I always say that company is not important, that my own life is peaceful, but after being falsely accused of standing alone without help, I understood the meaning of company.

After a lively discussion about the rest of our lives, we all forgot a very important question. Where should I live the next time O'Jia Rui comes to the school to visit me?

Mason and I were both activists, and whenever we thought of something, we would do it immediately. After lunch, both of us would temporarily forget about teaching me how to paint. After a short rest, we would head to the dorm with Mason to help her pack up and move into my house.

Mason's car stopped in the school parking lot. We drove around the school until we found the back door that led directly to the student's dormitory. We sneaked into the school as if we were primary school students who had sneaked into a restricted area. I thought of Ocari. Every time I drove to school, I drove unimpeded all the way to my apartment building, which was said to be the prerogative of the school manager.

The students in B University were treated fairly well. The air conditioners, water heaters and other household appliances were all available to Maysan's students, and she was even given a separate room to live in. In the end, it was still a student dormitory. Even though it was just a small space, Mason's clothes were all folded up and stuffed into the closet.

Compared to the spacious, bright, and comfortable apartment I had seen before I went to Mason's apartment during the summer vacation, it was still far from being as comfortable as it was before. The guilt that I had just been comforted by Mason's kindness welled up again. He had to pretend that he was hot enough to help her pack up, and he didn't want to look into her smiling eyes.

Girls always had an unimaginable amount of stuff, and while Mason's place looked small, her things still filled the trunk of her car and all the space in the back seat.

Three hours later, as the sky gradually darkened and the last rays of the setting sun shone through the windows of the dormitory, the two of us took one last look at everything in the dorm before finally leaving.

By the time we reached my apartment, it was a long time before the two of them were able to get everything ready for Mason.

Fortunately, to be able to buy me new clothes at any time, O'Jia Rui had provided me with an oversized SIZE closet, which could hold both of our clothes. Looking at my long skirt next to her shirt, I felt indescribably happy that their high heels and sneakers were placed side by side in the shoe closet.

I put all of Ojwin's scattered items into a large box in the corner of the room. I don't know how he would feel when he saw all of this.

So Mason stayed in my apartment.

We would go out to class together when there was a class, and when there was no class, we would lie on the sofa and watch soap operas together, or we would set up two drawing boards by the window to draw. From time to time, Mason would come over to guide me, giving me some unique skills.

When the last stroke was complete, Mason put her paintbrush and her paintplate in the bucket at her feet.

"Phew …" "Finally, the painting is done. Let me see how my primary school students are doing. Aiyo, the design has improved a lot. You are really the most talented and hardworking person I've ever met." As she packed up her paintwork, Mason typed out her praise for me from the bottom of her heart.

At the same time, I also finished my work. It was a woman sitting on a swing in the woods. The necklace on her neck was designed by me. I frowned at my painting and sighed almost imperceptibly.

The meticulous Maysan was still able to catch my dejected mood. "What's wrong? Why are you frowning? I saw that you haven't been happy recently when you were drawing or designing paintings."

"I still feel like my design is almost interesting. I wonder what's wrong with it." I told the truth and hoped that Mason would give me some constructive advice.

After a long while, she nodded and said, "Yes, it's just a little bit off. But according to my understanding, it should be that my learning time is too short and I haven't practiced my hand feeling yet, so there's still some movement, but it's too minute. If you can't find it, you'll only find it a little strange."

"What about the design aspect? Do you think I have any problems with the shape and design of this woman's necklace?" I continued.

"Looking at its appearance, it is already very beautiful. However, the first problem is that it lacks characteristics and does not form your own personal style. The second is that although it is beautiful, it has not yet reached the level of harmony." "But after practicing for such a short period of time, it's already very rare for a painting like yours to be drawn. Your requirements are too high."

"I'm afraid it'll be too late if I don't ask myself to go a little higher." I was a little broken, looking at my own lifeless painting and not knowing what to do.

"What's the matter?" Mason asked with concern.

"Yeah, I was a little hot-headed earlier. I agreed to compete with your junior sister Gao Xinlei in the design competition after the school anniversary. She even created rumors on the school's internet that I promised her that if I lost to her, I would leave the B University and drop out from there." I fidgeted with a few strands of hair that hung down.

"Are you stupid?" Mei Shan walked up and even touched my forehead. "No matter how much talent you have, you don't agree to compete with people born in the underworld. Forget about design, they know more about the theoretical aspects of art than you do."

I waved my hands helplessly. "Well, I don't know why, but when I heard her say that she knew she would implicate you if she did that, I got angry."

She said she wanted to compete with you, but she didn't say that she was going to fight you one-on-one. Maybe she was joining forces with the entire Arts Design Department to help her, but what about you?

Afraid that Mason was worried, I replied, "I'm not fighting alone. Whether it's the students from the design class or the literature class, they all clearly expressed that they want to help me. I still have a strong support team behind me."

How can your classmates help you? They've only just started studying for this profession, and their level is not even as high as yours. At best, they can help you look up information for inspiration or something; you don't even know how to make good use of a professional like me when standing in front of you for such a long time. Mason said.

"You … Is that really possible? " I didn't want Mason to be involved. After all, I was the reason she'd lost her job the last time.

Mason put her hands on her waist, "What? Are you questioning my ability? Let me tell you, when my design works won the prize in the country, my so-called junior apprentice sister probably wouldn't even be able to draw a concept map." When Gao Xinlei and I were at our age, we were already competing in various competitions, so where did we get the free time to bully non-professional talents? "

I hastily denied it. "No, I'm not saying you're inferior to her, but are you sure you're convenient?"

"It should be quite convenient. Anyway, I don't have many classes, so don't worry, I definitely won't help you cheat. I'll tell you more about the design and help you revise your design script to give you some suggestions, right?"

I had no reason to reject her kind offer, "Alright, it's almost time for the vacation. I might be going to the design department of the Ou Family. Are you willing to come with me? Don't worry, no one will treat you well with me." For the first time, I felt that Mrs. Ou's identity was not a bad thing for me.

I felt grateful to her from the bottom of my heart, because from her point of view, I was able to forgive her because I wasn't the one who'd caused her expulsion, even if I was one of the victims. But if I had the courage to face up to O'Jia Rui and feel no hatred, I thought it would be too difficult, but she agreed.

After confessing to Mason the reason for my madness in improving my design, I felt a great deal more generous. Every time I finished drawing a design, I would show it to her and give her my advice.

The longer we spent together, the more I felt that it was too much of a waste for a talented girl like her to be an assistant in college. After working in Europe for a few months and seeing so many top designers, she could easily become the strongest person in B City if she wanted to.

I was even more determined to register a designer studio with Mason when I learned it.

With Mason's guidance and help, my design was like a tiger adding wings to a tiger. Every time I scanned my design work to show to Ou Jia Rui, I would receive his heartfelt praise: "This progress of yours is really too fast. Zhou Xinyao, are you starting to fail?"

I magnanimously replied, "Yes, I've hung up."

"Oh, looks like we've met a noble. Is it convenient to tell me who he is? It can't be that Zhao Yuhao has returned, right?" I laughed out loud at Ochira's worry.

"Don't worry, it's not Zhao Yuhao. As for why I hung up, you'll know when the holidays come to pick me up." I even made a special effort to keep you in suspense.