Moreover, he and Huo Yu don't have to fall in love, and they also save a process, simplifying the complexity, so why not do it?

However, before the little Jiujiu in his mind was finished, Huo Yu's slender fingers had already re-buttoned one of the unbuttoned buttons, then lowered his head and pinched the other button and put it into the buttonhole.

Didn't you just get one out of it?

Xia Wan was a little dizzy, why did he see Huo Yu tied two?

"The buttons are wrong." Huo Yu said, tidying up the placket of his clothes with his hands, then took a step back and took a closer look at his clothes.

"That's fine," he said.

Summer evening:  …

That's it?

He pursed his lips, but his cheeks turned red, and even his articulation became a little unclear: "Master, I'm leaving."

Seeing his figure running away quickly, Huo Yu couldn't help laughing softly.

He tilted his head to look out the window, and the figure quickly turned around the garden and disappeared.

Under the sun, the black hair blown by the wind and the snow-white shirt flashed past, like the coolest glass of sparkling water in summer.

And that was the one that Huo Yu would definitely choose among the many drinks.

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Today is a disappointing night

Chapter 28 Two in One

I don't know if it was because the sun was too bright in the early summer, but Xia Wan's ears were still faintly warm when got out of the car.

He bought a can of iced Coke at a convenience store near the school. The student opened the tab with one hand, raised his head and gulped two sips.

The early summer sun hit his eyelashes, he squinted involuntarily, and the cold liquid slipped down his throat, gradually calming his faintly restless heart.

The phone vibrated in his pocket, it was Cui Xiaoheng, his manager at the covered bridge.

Cui Xiaoheng is a very gentle girl who always speaks softly.

"Mr. Xia," Cui Xiaoheng asked, "there will be an important art exhibition in two days. Can you provide some more works here?"

Xia Wan has been busy with other things recently, so she doesn't have much time to paint.

Even if occasionally took the time to doodle one or two pictures, they were casually uploaded to the video website.

Hearing this, he pondered for a moment and asked, "How much do you need?"

"Two pictures should be enough." Cui Xiaoheng said, his voice quieter, and asked again, "Can you see it?"

She also knows that this request is a bit difficult.

After all, creation is different from other industries. It takes time, chance, inspiration and the collision of many other elements to produce good works.

Two paintings, sometimes it can be completed in a few days, but sometimes it can be completed in a year or two.

No one can say that kind of thing.

"Didn't you hand in two pictures in succession some time ago?" Xia Wan was a little puzzled, "Is it inappropriate?"

The way he cooperates with Covered Bridge is a commission system. Once the work is sold, he will receive the final payment from Covered Bridge.

But so far, apart from the fact that the final payment for the first work provided at the time of the contract has been received, nothing has happened yet.

It stands to reason that the two paintings that were handed in later should be still on the covered bridge.

And Langqiao has so many contracted painters, and he does not think that four of his works can be presented in one exhibition.

"Those two pictures." Cui Xiaoheng smiled unconsciously, "Mr. Xia's painting skills are so good, one of them was taken away by our big boss the day it was delivered."

When she said this, she didn't realize it: "Oh my God? You haven't received the final payment for this painting, have you?"

Xia Wan smiled: "Yeah."

"Sorry, my fault," Cui Xiaoheng quickly apologized, "because there is no record of this transaction in the system, so I forgot to hand in the receipt."

Accompanied by her voice, there was a slight keyboard tapping on the opposite side: "I will help you arrange it immediately."

"Thank you." Xia Wan thanked with a smile.

"By the way, there is another one..."

Xia Wan slowly drank Coke and listened to Cui Xiaoheng as he walked.

In fact, after the new sample booklet was sent out, many old customers were optimistic about the work.

It's just that Xia Wan is still a newcomer now, and the price can't be raised for the time being, so Li Yue suppressed the painting and wanted to wait until after the exhibition to officially hang it up.

Before signing the contract, Xia Wan had already had an in-depth understanding of the covered bridge.

In terms of creating painters, Langqiao has rarely borrowed a set of methods from the entertainment industry, so their business can expand rapidly far beyond their peers.

It is even more unique in creating star painters.

Now that he has chosen to cooperate, Xia Wan naturally believes in the other party's decision.

"So," he hesitated, "it might take a week for two pictures, is that okay?"

"Yes, yes." Cui Xiaoheng happily said, and praised, "Mr. Xia is really amazing."

The little girl's mouth is so sweet, which makes Xia Wan laugh unconsciously.

Covered Bridge has a wide range of businesses, with branches all over the world. There are countless old and emerging painters under its cooperation. If you want to squeeze into high-end exhibitions, your works must be extremely competitive.

This requires that two top works must be created within a week of the summer evening.

A week is really short, and summer evenings don't have that much inspiration available.

After thinking about it, he decided to move out his previous works and make reasonable use of them.

In the dormitory, as usual, Su Tang was wearing earphones chasing the drama of the rich and powerful, and Shen Xing hadn't come back.

Fu Ling is a child from a relatively average family in the dormitory.

He had no parents since he was a child, and was raised by his grandparents, so he was also the one who received the most business drafts among the four in the dormitory.

At this moment, he is concentrating on drawing the manuscript.

"You're back." Hearing the movement, Fu Ling rubbed his stiff neck and turned his head.

"You won't sleep all night, will you?" Xia Wan was startled by the huge dark circles on his face, and hurriedly took a closer look. Not only that, but his eyes were also full of red threads.

Hearing this, Fu Ling hugged Xia Wan's waist and buried her face in his arms: "I envy you so much, you can marry into a wealthy family, and you can become popular by eating, and my clients will only treat me well.Pick and choose."