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"is it easy to live?" The male voice seems to have deliberately lowered his voice, which creates a little ambiguous atmosphere. "how's the painting going?"
Yan Haian's forehead question mark flashed one after another, and the flint suddenly realized who this man was. He said politely, "Mr. Sun."
After a moment of silence over there, Sun Yan asked arrogantly, "who are you?"
I don't know where he got Mo Yisheng's phone. Yan Haian was anxious and spoke calmly: "I'm Mo Yisheng's friend. He's in the bathroom now." Can I help you, Mr. Sun? "
"Oh, I remember. The man standing next to Mo Yisheng the other day? " Sun Yan laughed. "where is your studio?"
"would you like to see a picture, Mr. Sun?" Yan Haian also smiled. "well, let Yi Sheng type a rough draft to Mr. Sun first. It's not too late for Mr. Sun to read it and then make a decision. It's too early now."
Even through the microphone, Sun Yan's carelessness is clear: "you know what I'm here to see, don't get in the way."
Yan Haian could not help rubbing the bridge of his nose, and his voice was still business-style patience and kindness: "I don't understand what Mr. Sun is talking about."
Sun Yan giggled, "OK, I don't understand, sir. Tell Yi Sheng that I will visit home soon."
When Yan Haian was no longer given a chance to speak, the phone hung up.
Yan Haian looked at the phone and sighed a long sigh: "what a trouble."... "
Chapter 3 take your time
"didn't I wipe my face clean?"
Mo Yisheng swallowed the cake, squinted at Yan Haian with a wooden face, and subconsciously wiped his chin.
Yan Haian gave him a conciliatory smile: "Mr. Sun called just now."
"Oh." Mo Yisheng thought of Sun Yan, whom he met that day, surprised and said, "ask about the painting Q í ng?" He's so attentive. "
"he said he would come to the studio once when he was free." When it comes to Yan Haian, he has a brain ache. Since he has aroused Sun Yan's interest, there is no point in hiding after that, and the more he avoids him, the more interested he may be.
Yan Haian meditated for a moment and watched Mo Yisheng get a shot: "although it will take a little time, we'd better not offend Mr. Sun, so we still have to give him a special reception."
This sentence poked Mo Yisheng's thunder everywhere, and as soon as he said so, Mo Yisheng frowned: "I don't want to socialize."
To be honest, Mo Yisheng's black-and-white principle really worries Yan Haian, which is too inappropriate for the society: "Yi Sheng, what did you promise me?"
Mo Yi ate the cake childishly and didn't want to pay any attention to him.
Seeing that he would not be abducted by Sun Yan in a few words, Yan Haian shook his head and reached out to help him unscrew the coke: "you have to show your face no matter what, okay?" I'll take care of the rest. "
Mo Yisheng ate the whole cake and gave a gloomy hum.
"by the way, he may call you," Yan Haian said. "
"where did he get my number?" When Mo Yisheng heard this, he was really bored to death. "Sister Li?"
"I don't think so." If it was Li Qing, at least Li Qing would have told himself in advance. Yan Haian saw that Mo Yisheng had taken the phone, Gambin pressed the turn-off button briskly, and then shrugged at Yan Haian.
Yan Haian said, "when can you change your temper?"
Mo Yisheng exhaled and wiped his mouth: "I can't change it." Anyway, people who can't reach me will contact you. I'm going to paint. "
Once Mo Yisheng devotes himself to his new creation, Yan Haian will basically become a babysitter, devoting at least half of his mind to taking care of Mo Yisheng, and the other half worrying about Sun Yan, who does not know when to visit.
A few days later, Sun Yan came to the door.
The temperature at the end of the studio was pleasant, and Yan Haian received a call from the little sister at the front desk and walked downstairs from the studio. Sun Yan, dressed in short sleeves and casual pants, leaned his elbows against the table at the front desk, lowered his sunglasses and looked around the studio.
The people who came to learn to draw in the studio were girls. Yan Haian was sensitive to the fact that most of the eyes swept over Sun Yan, and Q í ng could not help smoking at the corners of his mouth.
He greeted him. "Mr. Sun came all of a sudden. Why didn't you let me know first? "
Sun Yan took his sunglasses and hung them on his chest, tilting his head as if looking at Yan Haian for the first time. Yan Haian kept smiling and let him look at it.
Finally, he smiled a little indifferent at the corner of his mouth: "isn't it impossible to get through the phone?"
"Ah." Yan Haian showed some convincing surprise. "once Yisheng started his new work, he was especially devoted to it. Maybe his cell phone ran out of power and didn't find it."
Sun Yan did not know how much he believed, but did not answer and looked in the direction of Yan Haian: "Yi Sheng is on it?" I came to pick him up for lunch. "
"he's still sleeping." This is not a lie, Yan Haian explained to him. "he painted day and night, and he stayed up all night last night. He didn't take a nap until he had to sleep."
"I can't do that." Sun Yan smiled inexplicably, "it's not good for your health."
Yan Haian agreed: "that's what I said about him."
The atmosphere of the two people's pleasantries was like that of two good friends. Sun Yan raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "then I'll have dinner first and come back later."
Yan Haian said that you are so fucking idle.
"it's rare for Mr. Sun to come," he invited. "Let me entertain you."
"it's not rare. I plan to come here often in the future." Sun Yan finished, stared at Yan Haian's unshaken face, put on his sunglasses again, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Let's go, lead the way."
For the sake of low rent, the location of the studio is not good, and there are naturally no high-end restaurants around. The two men took Sun Yan's sports car all the way to the city center and entered the western restaurant selected by Sun Yan.
The picture on the menu is beautiful ng with a high price tag. Sun Yan is obviously a regular and ordered the meal without looking at it much.
Yan Haian ordered, closed the menu, and the waiter retired. He said, "the last time I saw Xu Ke and Mr. Sun together. How is he now? "
Sun Yan said calmly, "then you have to ask him in person." I don't know him very well now. "
No one spoke at the table for a moment. Yan Haian stared at the elegant pattern on the tablecloth and his face became a little serious.
He is not as handsome as Mo Yisheng, but he is also a handsome man on closer inspection. Sun Yan asked with interest, "have you figured out what to say to me?"
When Yan Haian was interrupted, Yan Haian quickly regained his composure and gently said, "I remember what other people said about Mr. Sun, saying that Mr. Sun is a person who likes you Q í ng."
Sun Yan smiled perfunctorily and was noncommittal about the comment: "so what did you say about me in front of Mo Yisheng?"
"I only mentioned that you would come once." Yan Haian told the truth, it is true that he told Mo Yisheng directly that Sun Yan's nasty plan would be easier to deal with, but Mo Yisheng's response might be very fierce, and it was impossible to predict Sun Yan's reaction at that time. Second, Yan Haian is also a hundred people who do not want Mo Yisheng to come into contact with these things.
He hoped that Mo Yisheng's eyes would not be contaminated for the rest of his life.
This wish is set off very naively in reality, and Yan Haian knows that he can only do his best.
"but to be honest, I really don't want Mr. Sun to have too much interest in Yi Sheng." Yan Haian still doesn't understand Sun Yan and chooses his words carefully so as not to poke each other. "his Xingge and life are not as open as Mr. Sun." I mean, he probably prefers female xing. "
As soon as his voice fell, Sun Yan immediately said, "that's because he didn't meet me before."
Yan Haian: "…..."
Sun Yan was too righteous, and Yan Haian was a little confused and suspected that he had heard it wrong.
Sun Yan seemed to make it clear, so he said bluntly: "I liked it as soon as I saw Yi Sheng. Since you are his friend, you shouldn't stop him from finding a good man like me, should you?"
Yan Haian: "…..."
He looked at Sun Yan miraculously as if he had seen such a shameless man for the first time.
Yan Haian's thinking slowed down a few beats, and in the end, he could only suspect that Sun Yan was out of his mind and tried to pull back his pace: "Mr. Sun, Yi Sheng is not the kind of person who likes to play."
"who said anything about playing?" Sun Yan held his cheek, lifting the corners of his lips like a smile, with just the right casual on his face, making him look unruly and handsome. "maybe I'm serious?"
Yan Haian became nameless and had to lower his eyes and let himself sit quietly in his seat, but Yu Guang caught sight of the knife and he wanted to stab Sun Yan.
"actually, you look good." Sun Yan suddenly said, "it's a pity it's not my type."
"Mr. Sun." Yan Haian laughed angrily and said, "you are really an eye-opener."
Sun Yan said politely, "you're welcome. You've seen too little. You should come out and see the world more."
The waiter came to serve the food, separated the eyes of the two, and the table quieted down. The awakened wine was poured into a goblet, and Sun Yan held the foot of the glass and shook it clockwise, comparing it to Yan Haian.
Yan Haian picked up his glass without a face Q í ng and took a sip.
Sun Yan cut the cow with a knife and fork and casually asked, "do you like Yi Sheng?"
Yan Haian ordered j preserved food. He didn't often eat western food, and he had no feeling for this kind of food and ate it dull: "No, he and I are just friends."
"Hmm." Sun Yan tilted his head and raised his eyebrow and swallowed the food. "the answer is too fast."
Yan Haian stopped his movements and sighed, "Mr. Sun, I don't mean to pry into your private affairs, but you are so famous that I can't avoid hearing some rumors about you. With all due respect, it's hard not to want to back off."