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Although he was sad about the death of his parents, he had nothing to regret. However, Sun Yan was different. at that time, he was in a rebellious period in his second year of junior high school. he quarreled with his elder brother who "squeezed him out" and his "eccentric" parents. He felt that the whole world was sorry for him, and he went to a foreign country in anger and refused to come back for the Spring Festival. Had it not been for this, their parents would not have flown there to appease their youngest son on New year's Eve.
Sun Ling said in a straight tone: "Sun Yan, I only have one sentence. Do you want to regret it again?"
The author has something to say:
Sun Ling: raising a brother is like raising a child, tired.
Famous painting: Boing! It hurts. just want to hang it quietly on the wall and install it for you.
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Chapter 25 curiosity
Maybe the cold medicine before going to bed worked, and Yan Haian slept well at night. However, the wrist really hurt, and he didn't care at first and put the ointment given by Sun Ling into the drawer. As a result, Chu á ng found a black wrist the next day. It was so conspicuous that Yan Haian had to choose a broadband watch to wear it on his right hand and cover it.
He knew that he was serious, which stems from his bad heart Q í ng. Yan Haian wanted to get some control, so he wanted to work hard.
Contact the financial statements of the exhibition to operate Q í ng news media.
"good morning."
Li Jinjing, the little sister of the front desk, looked at the paralyzed boss with trepidation. Why is the boss's face so tight? Why does it look like you have to spray people all the time?
She kept recalling whether she had made any mistakes at work and said carefully, "good morning."
In order to ease the atmosphere, Yan Haian smiled at her.
Li Jinjing: "."
It's a complete look of "I know everything you've done by yourself". I just want to see if you are aware of it or not, so you can confess quickly and get scolded less, but I haven't done anything wrong lately! Is it too long to have breakfast in the morning? Or is lunch too early? Or did you get caught playing with your cell phone? Which one is it?
Yan Haian entered the back office. With a heart in her hand, Li Jinjing thought for a long time and began to wipe the table. Colleague Wu Fang arrived late and said in surprise, "Why are you so diligent today?" Wipe the table early in the morning. "
Jin Xiaomei pointed to the upstairs. "I feel like the big boss has a bad heart Q í ng today."
"Why, I think he has a good heart for Q í ng recently." Wu Fang put his bag under the table and said, "did you have a fight with the little boss?"
Li Jinjing wondered: "No, we have quarreled before, but every time the small boss is unhappy. When is it the big boss's turn to be angry?"
Two equally handsome, young and well-connected bosses are the favorite things to gossip about among colleagues. The two chatted garrulously for a while, reviewed the old and learned the new, and added new content. when the teacher and the first guest arrived, they each went back to their places and worked well. After all, don't know why the boss is in trouble, and it's always right for workers to wait on them carefully.
"Hello."
Li Jinjing immediately put down her phone and looked straight ahead with a smile.
Wu Fang touched her again: "look outside."
The studio is on the second floor of the commercial building, and outside the door is the passageway of the mall. Li Jinjing looked out along her words and saw nothing but people.
"you scared me," she said. "I thought the boss was coming out."
"did you see that man outside? Standing at our door all the time, what do you want? " Wu Fang wondered, "Why does it look a little familiar?"
After her guidance, Li Jinjing found that she was facing the door of their studio, leaning against the railing, smoking with her head down, looking up at them from time to time.
It doesn't look like a good guy.
"Wow, when did you stand there?" Li Jinjing probed the probe, afraid of being discovered, and quickly drew back.
"it's been a long time," Wu said. "I took a peek before."
It's almost dinnertime. What on earth does the man at the door want to do?
Yan Haian sat in the office for a long time and did nothing because of a sore hand. He only answered the phone halfway. His eldest brother Yan Haijian called and was determined to bring his son to City B to see the world during the summer vacation. Originally, he also wanted to be like Yan Haian at that time, asking the distant relative who was a teacher in B City to send his child to B City to study in high school. It's just that the dismissal of Yan Haian at that time had a bad impact, and now their family has nothing to do with them.
After confirming the itinerary with Yan Haijian, Yan Haian was idle again. Today, Mo Yisheng went out to ride his bike early in the morning and is not expected to come back all day, which makes it all the more obvious that he has nothing to do.
Even if so, he does not want to rub the medicine, because the medicine will smell, as soon as you smell it, you will know what is wrong with your body. In any way, he is not used to showing weakness in front of others.
Yan Haian knows he can't go on like this. He's been decadent all morning. It's time to do something. But he was as dull and breathless as a big stone in his heart, and the premonition of losing something kept poking his brain like a sharp needle, painful and annoying.
In the past, when he had nothing to think about, he had to think about Mo Yisheng, whether the child had eaten or not, whether he had Chu á ng or not, and he would not have forgotten to eat and sleep again. Sometimes he feels like a helpless single mother, focusing on his only son, but nothing else.
"Oh."
Yan Haian sighed, and last night's Q í ng was diluted by the night, allowing him to return to his accustomed xing thinking. Although what Sun Yan said yesterday was extreme, his reaction did not have to be so big.
In the final analysis, they are nominally a Chu á ng partnership and have no responsibility to each other except to maintain physical hygiene. He thought mockingly that he wanted more than this, but did not give the same thing, and it was only natural to get such a result.
Maybe if half of the jargon force placed on Mo Yisheng was transferred to Sun Yan, Q í ng would be completely different.
The whole thing is a mess, and Yan Haian is going to postpone it. He stood up and walked out of the office, intending to look around at the cadets' paintings. As soon as he went out, Wu Fang greeted him: "Big Boss, a man has been standing at our door for a long time. I don't know what to do."
Yan Haian frowned and looked out of the glass door.
Occasionally pedestrians pass by, but there is no such person as Wu Fang said.
Wu Fang was also surprised: "it was just there."... "
"if you find something wrong, call the police directly." Yan Haian turned to say hello to the teacher after he finished the crisp jijiaoo.
Good-looking people always have to be popular. He and Mo Yisheng are very popular with the students, and many female xing members sign up for these two people. As soon as Yan Haian passed, a girl asked, "teacher, why can't I draw like it here?"
The copy she chose is a Van Gogh sunflower, probably a real hand cripple, and the flowers painted are very disabled. Yan Haian leaned over and took the brush to help her fix the adjustment: "the lines here are better drawn like this."... "
He had a very natural light fragrance on him, and now he was approaching, and if there was anything, he could smell it. The girl's face is a little red, in fact, she has no other meaning, but it is very pleasant to be close to such a delightful person.
"I'll come to class."
A faint voice came from the front desk, and Yan Haian paused in his strokes. He froze for a moment before he went on painting as if nothing had happened.
Simple copying is very simple for people like them, but a few strokes saved the painting from being able to see. He returned the paintbrush to the girl, straightened up, eager to go back to the office and sit for a while.
"your gold card members here need one-on-one guidance, right?"
The voice came behind him, and it was obvious that it was addressed to him.
Yan Haian turned around, a panic in his heart, and a business-like smile on his face: "Sun …"... Sir. "
Instead of looking at him, Sun Yan looked coldly at the girl who had just painted. His eyes were so existential that the girl was aware of it and could not help turning her head and looking at them suspiciously. It was a bit strange to see Sun Yan's black face facing him.
"Mr. Sun." Yan Haian could not let him frighten his cadets casually, so he had to take the initiative to say hello, "what are you doing here?"
Sun Yan withdrew his sight, but did not look at Yan Haian and lowered his eyes, which made him completely lose his arrogance in the past. on the contrary, he was like a big cat that had fallen into the water.
He didn't speak for a long time, so he stood there with Yan Hai'an Grunn. The two men who were not low above sea level stood behind them, and the female cadet was so uncomfortable that she could not draw any more.
Yan Haian tentatively asked again, "what can I do for you, Mr. Sun?"
The trace of expectation in his words was so small that he didn't even notice it.
Without looking at him, Sun Yan said, "I got a card before and came to class today."
His voice was a little hoarse, and combined with the smelly smell of smoke, he probably smoked too much.
This card was issued by Sun Yan at that time when he had his eye on Mo Yisheng. Yan Haian thought he had forgotten, but he didn't expect to come to class today.
Anyway, I spent money with them, and that was the customer. Yan Haian was a little nervous. He rubbed his fingers and nodded and said, "No problem. You signed up for a complete course. I'll ask them to arrange a seat for you." the teacher will guide you later. "
Most of the courses they offer are interest classes, and even if they copy a favorite painting, they charge only a few hundred yuan for the size of the trial. At the beginning, Sun Yan quoted the most expensive one, and the most expensive thing for them here is the complete course, which starts with the most basic lines and trains people as painters.