The hero who had been training hard for half a night suddenly lost his taste.

Chu Yu pinched his eyebrows, took out a mint candy and put it in his mouth.

There was an online reminder just now, and it was obvious that I had just deleted my friend.

He was busy checking to see if this person was Ruan Ningxiang, and seemed to have overlooked a question.

Her Axiang is smart and careful.

Chu Yu asked someone to prepare a car and went to the coffee shop.

As expected, Ruan Ningxiang came and asked about him.

How could he make such a stupid mistake?

Chu Yu added a friend again and made a note at the same time: Miss Ruan, I have something to tell you. Please agree to the friend application.

Ruan Ningxiang over there replied under the add friend box: Sorry, I don’t know you.

Chu Yu sent something else, but there was no reply.

After a bad start, Ruan Ningxiang no longer fell in love with him at first sight in this life.

He has to find another way to deal with it.

These days, Ruan Ningxiang is focusing on creation.

The manuscript was submitted as scheduled.

Chu Yu was sitting in the office.

Staring at the computer in front of me, the screen is full of antique-style red images.

In the picture, the man's hands and feet are tied to the bed with red silk. His clenched fists are struggling, and the sense of strength on the joints is particularly obvious.

The red wedding dress she was wearing was soft in texture, loose and slightly open, revealing a looming chest muscle under the gauze.

The woman in bright red clothes stepped on the bed, leaned down lightly, and lifted the man's chin with the fingers stretched out from under her red sleeves.

Turning sideways, the woman's face cannot be seen.

The man turned his head, his lower lip was bitten with teeth marks, and a little shiny red blood seemed to be dripping down the corner of his lip at any time.

The muscles on his face were tense, and his angry eyes were bloodshot.

His face was filled with emotions of humiliation and resentment.

The picture seemed to come alive, and the long-standing memory clearly appeared in my mind again.

…

Soon Sumu received the second pot of gold.

"What is the background of Xunxiang Media Company? It is so generous." Ruan Ningxiang held the tea cup and sat on the desk.

"The company was established not long ago, but it has a lot of registered capital. According to the gossip I heard, what we are doing now is just a small project on hand." Su Mu leaned on the desk, "We can be regarded as a coincidence.

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"They are really thighs." Ruan Ningxiang couldn't deny it.

According to the current posture, if she draws a few more pictures, she will directly become a little rich woman.

While Ruan Ningxiang was fantasizing about becoming a little rich woman, she didn't receive the next drawing assignment from the other party for several days in a row.

I'm not dissatisfied with her new scene paintings and want to terminate the cooperation.

Su Xiang's studio is a one-bedroom apartment.

It is both the studio and Su Mu's residence.

The living room is now their office area, with several signature paintings and trophies hanging on one wall.

Su Mu sent a message to Ruan Ningxiang’s mobile phone,

"There will be a comic exhibition in a few days, and I will hang out these two works that you won in school. Please make time to come and participate in them."

Ruan Ningxiang glanced at it and said, "Commercial activities?"

"It's an original comic exhibition, held in the cultural center. Anyone who can go in to visit the exhibition is our potential customer." Su He's eyes lit up.

"You are eating from the bowl and looking at the pot." Ruan Ningxiang joked, "I am the only one in the studio, and you really treat me like someone with three heads and six arms."

Su Mu stopped Ruan Ningxiang's shoulder and said, "When the studio is stable, I will find a colleague for you."

"That's not bad."

Ruan Ningxiang jumped down from her desk and pointed at a painting, "Forget it, the senior is not in the country."

"His signature is enough, and he also said that it is a graduation gift for you, and you have the right to control it." Su Mu bumped into Ruan Ningxiang mysteriously, "I also pointed out that I would use it to increase the visibility of our studio. "

On the day of the original comic exhibition, the weather was bad, it started to rain, and there was a traffic jam on the road.

Su Mu was almost late when she arrived in her newly bought Volkswagen Polo with Ruan Ningxiang in tow.

Ruan Ningxiang brought two paintings today. One is her graduation painting "Lonely Girl", which once won the campus gold medal.

One is a graduation gift "Fireworks" given to him by Mr. Shen, who is studying abroad.

The works in the museum are all masterpieces by well-known painters. Ruan Ningxiang is not famous, and her two paintings are hung in an inconspicuous corner.

Su Mu's target was this group of businessmen. As soon as he came in, he targeted a planning manager of a well-known game company.

She looked at her phone, adjusted her makeup, and then walked over openly to strike up a conversation.

Ruan Ningxiang was already used to it and walked around the exhibition hall alone.

There are hundreds of paintings of different styles on display in the hall. There are two ancient ink paintings that attracted Ruan Ningxiang.

The water on the lakeside was rippling, reflecting the girl in a red cloak. The girl raised her chin slightly and looked at the plum blossoms on the branches. Three or two plum blossoms fell down, passed by the girl's eyes, and landed on the lakeside, causing ripples.

There are words on the painting.

"The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk."

The voice was low and sexy. Before Ruan Ningxiang could recite it, someone had already recited it.

Ruan Ningxiang turned her head, and a tall man wearing a black suit stood in front of her.

There was a faint smile on the man's familiar face.

Why is it him again!

Ruan Ningxiang frowned and stared at the handsome man in front of her who seemed to have stepped out of a painting.

I heard the man's thin lips slightly open, pointing at the painting and saying: "I painted this painting."

"oh."

Ruan Ningxiang looked calm, withdrew her gaze, and glanced at the author's name, Mr. Chu.

Mr. Chu?

Next to the painting of Red Plum Blossoms and Snow, there is another painting.

The painting shows a woman in red carrying a long sword and riding a white horse.

Standing in the barren desert, her hair tied high stirred the bright red tassels on the handle of the knife, fluttering in the wind, looking at the dusk setting in the west.

The writing is clean and neat, with only a few strokes, which fully reflects the heroic appearance of the girl.

The signature is also Mr. Chu.

Almost everyone who is engaged in the painting industry has heard of Mr. Chu's name.

A talented painter, he has shown extraordinary talent for ancient ink painting since he was a child, and he is even more obsessed with the girl in red.

On his seventh birthday, a painting was reportedly sold for 880,000 yuan.

However, I heard that he was too obsessed with painting and was a fool who was unable to open his mind.

What makes this guy look stupid?

Very clear and shrewd.

Chu Yu raised his eyebrows, and Ruan Ningxiang looked away.

It seemed that his interest in him was fleeting, so he moved aside to look at the next painting.

Today, Ruan Ningxiang wears a high ponytail, a white bubble shirt, a dark red horse skirt with gold embroidery, and a bow belt to tie her slender waist.

Stylish and capable.

The slender, white, coveted thighs were not exposed.

Chu Yu liked her dress today very much.

Chu Yu came over and said, "Allow me to formally introduce myself. My name is Chu Yu, and Young Master Chu is my stage name."

A series of thunder struck in front of Ruan Ningxiang.

Mr. Chu is enough for Ruan Ningxiang to digest.

No matter what the name is, it’s called Chu Yu!

He also looks exactly like the person in her painting.

She has obviously never seen this person before, how could it be such a coincidence.

Ruan Ningxiang asked tentatively: "Have we met before?"

"Didn't we just meet in the coffee shop a few days ago?" Chu Yu said with a bit of fun in his eyes, "I remember you poured hot coffee all over me."

"No, I mean before this." Ruan Ningxiang really couldn't remember having seen this person before.

"Maybe." Chu Yu took out his phone, "Can I add your WeChat message this time?"
Chapter completed!