Jiang Ning spread the fifty yuan on her face, held it carefully in front of the sun for a long time, and carefully stuffed it into her chest pocket.
"Brother Jiang! Huh, huh, I finally found you! There are events in the city waiting for you to cut the ribbon. Didn't you forget it again?"
He Yuan was out of breath and hurried forward to greet him.
"No, I'll go to work later."
"work?"
He Yuan was two heads tall, and since he saw Jiang Ning yesterday, he noticed that Jiang Ning was uncertain, sometimes happy, sometimes gloomy.
He never drinks alcohol in front of others, but he got extremely drunk at the bar last night.
"Where do you go to work? Which listed company invited you? How much is your annual salary? How many hundreds of dollars?"
"Monthly salary is 1,800."
Jiang Ning downplayed it, but He Yuan was shocked.
"I'll go! Jiang Ning, are you crazy? Why don't you just write a program and sell it for hundreds or tens of millions?"
"Draw, don't write programs."
Jiang Ning rubbed her temples and stood up lazily.
He Yuan sat there blankly for five minutes.
Six years ago, Jiang Ning won the first place in the province's unified art examination, but she rejected invitations from all the top art universities in the country. After passing the college entrance examination, she chose a comprehensive science university with excellent science results to study for a bachelor's degree and a master's degree together.
Computer major.
Even after he enrolled in school, major art colleges continued to invite him.
[I have stopped writing and don’t want to draw.]
These six words ended all thoughts of art colleges.
Now that he is already a leader in the computer industry, why would he want to paint again?
"Brother Jiang, have you drunk too much and become confused? Last month you went to the university as an external teacher to teach photography, and one lesson cost more than this! Besides, even if you haven't painted for six years,
After all, he was the number one scholar in the province back then, so it’s worth 1,800?”
He Yuan was confused, let alone why Jiang Ning did this.
"What kind of company are you looking for to treat people so badly?"
Jiang Ning skillfully lit up a cigarette, but stubbed it out before it reached her mouth.
She opened her mouth slightly, and the corners of her mouth hurt. She was really cruel.
It doesn't matter if she can't smoke. In my impression, she seems to have rhinitis and can't smell the smoke.
"Let's go to No. 24 Middle School."
Campus is really a magical place. No matter how long you have been away or how old you are, as soon as you step into the school gate, you will feel like you are young again.
"Su Meng!"
"Hello, Teacher Ji."
Su Meng bowed her head and said hello politely, just like she did when they first met seven years ago.
"Good boy! The teacher has an impromptu morning meeting, and there will be a trainee teacher later. Please greet the teacher. The studio door is open, and it happens that they painted watercolors last night. Take a closer look, and help the teacher choose a few interesting ones.
talented!"
Before Su Meng could reply, Teacher Ji patted Su Meng on the shoulder and left quickly.
"Watercolor..."
Su Meng couldn't hide her inner joy. She opened the studio door, and the smell of watercolor paint mixed with pencil sawdust hit her face, giving her a long-lost feeling of excitement.
She turned around and around, gently stroking each painting with her fingers. The grainy texture of the dried paint passed over her fingertips and penetrated her heart.
【Draw a picture! Draw a picture!】
The hint in her heart made her quickly set up the easel, compose the picture, lay out the colors, shape it...
Devoting herself wholeheartedly, she walked completely into the painting, completely unaware of the tall figure outside the door.
Jiang Ning just stood outside the door. He seemed to have returned to many years ago. He had the same serious look when he first met her many years ago.
Her watercolors are outstanding, and her persona is also very good-looking. Sometimes after staring at her paintings for a long time, I forget whether I recognize her paintings or her people.
Or maybe, he agrees with them all and likes them all.
If it hadn't been for that naughty ray of sunshine shining on Su Meng's painting, making her unable to distinguish the true colors, she might not have discovered Jiang Ning outside the door.
Su Meng's face darkened, and the joy and concentration on her face disappeared.
"Good morning, little teacher!"
Su Meng pretended not to see him, just closed the curtains and sat back in front of the drawing board.
Jiang Ning was not upset and sat next to Su Meng, watching her coloring seriously.
"Classmate, you came early, go back to your seat and sit down. Wouldn't you like to copy the painting by yourself?"
Jiang Ning raised her lips and smiled:
"The little teacher is doing a free painting demonstration, how can you miss it?"
"Sorry, I can't draw with you next to me."
Su Meng vented her dissatisfaction by deliberately enlarging the brush strokes and causing water to splash everywhere.
"When a teacher makes a model painting, why shouldn't others see it?"
Su Meng couldn't defeat him, and her mind was in a mess. Naturally, she made a mistake when she clicked the highlight at the end.
Looking at the somewhat abrupt highlight, Su Meng looked back angrily, accusing words coming to her lips, but after seeing the bright red tooth marks on Jiang Ning's shoulder, she quickly walked towards the pool with a guilty conscience.
When she turned around again, Jiang Ning had slightly covered up the abrupt highlights, and the entire work was perfectly displayed.
Su Meng's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but want to praise her.
"Your level..."
【Dong dong dong!】
A knock on the door interrupted Su Meng's words, but Su Meng was the only one who turned to look at the door.
"Hey, you two are the new interns, right?"
【Both? Him too?】
Su Meng looked at Jiang Ning in surprise, but Jiang Ning pretended not to hear the teacher's voice outside the door and continued to perfect Su Meng's painting.
The cynical smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a stiff and unhappy expression.
"Uh, yes, we are."
Su Meng bit the bullet and answered for Jiang Ning.
"Then you have to be more diligent. Clean the house quickly and take out my garbage together!"
"Okay, teacher."
Su Meng was about to take the garbage handed by the teacher, but before she could take it, she was stopped by Jiang Ning.
"You go back, I'll come."
"It's okay, let's go together."
"go back."
Jiang Ning gave Su Meng a cold look, and the words "not to be trifled with" were revealed in her tone.
"Hurry up, I have something else to do!"
The teacher at the door urged her, but Jiang Ning crossed her hands on her chest and showed no intention of taking the garbage.
"Who are you?"
"Of course I am a teacher in this school!"
"do not know."
Jiang Ning closed the studio door. The teacher outside the door pointed at the door angrily and blamed:
"Hey! What do you mean, you little brat! Do you have any education? Do you know how to respect your elders?"
Teacher Ji, who came in a hurry, saw this and quickly broke up the fight, trying to ease the teacher's mood.
"Teacher Wang, what's wrong? Don't be angry. Children are ignorant!"
"No, Ji Yun, don't try to persuade me! Look at the good interns you've brought for yourself! I have to tell Director Zhao and let him comment!"
Ji Yun looked helplessly at the teacher's retreating figure, then pushed the door open and entered the studio.
Su Meng quickly went up to discuss with Ji Yun whether she should go and apologize to the teacher.
"What's the point of apologizing? You're right. It's okay. She just went to complain to Jiang Ning's aunt!"