Are you crazy?Gao Leng's school belle blocked the male dormitory to give milk tea?

After Duan Jia paid the money, he took his things and prepared to leave this place of right and wrong quickly.

But the weather is unpredictable.

"Damn, Duan Jia! Let's wait before leaving!"

Fatty Chen suddenly called Duan Jia to stop.

Duan Jia immediately had a bad premonition, and turned his head to see Fatty Chen looking at the studio opposite the fruit stand eagerly.

isn't it?
"What's wrong?" Duan Jia asked.

Fatty Chen said excitedly: "I remember that it was a milk tea shop before? Why did it change all of a sudden?"

Duan Jia laughed dryly: "Maybe the owner of the milk tea shop has something to do so he quit."

At this moment, he was in a very disturbed mood.

Fatty Chen must not go there!
He was impressed that Wen Ziyun was still inside directing the workers to work.

If this is seen, maybe what will happen.

It's a pity that Fatty Chen seemed to have heard Duan Jia's heartfelt voice, and walked straight to the opposite side.

Duan Jia stood still.

Fatty Chen walked halfway and turned around to find that his good brother was looking at him with a complicated expression. He waved his hand and asked, "Duan Jia, why are you standing there? Come with me!"

Duan Jia bit the bullet and had no choice but to follow Fatty Chen.

He kept his head down all the time.

"Are you new here? I remember this was a milk tea shop before!"

Fatty Chen was very familiar and stopped Wen Ziyun who was standing at the door to speak.

Wen Ziyun saw a fat man standing in front of him, and said very kindly: "Yes, there will be a studio here."

"Damn, you're so awesome, Duan Jia, did you hear that!" Fatty Chen turned his head to look at Duan Jia who had been standing behind him.

Wen Ziyun paused after hearing the name.

Duan Jia?

The name seems familiar!
Duan Jia originally stood behind Fatty Chen, trying to minimize his presence, but it didn't seem to be of any use.

He still lowered his head and pretended to be playing with his mobile phone to answer Fatty Chen's question: "It's pretty awesome."

Nonsense, this is my own studio.

That must be awesome!

Wen Ziyun frowned and kept looking at the person behind the little fat man.

Are you sure it's not the Duan Jia you know?

Why do you think two people are so similar in temperament?

Fatty Chen felt a little strange seeing Duan Jia keeping his head down.

I have never heard of my good brother and social terror!
"Duan Jia, you didn't even watch it!"

Fatty Chen said dissatisfied.

As soon as Duan Jia's heart broke, he knew that it was a wrong decision to bring Fatty Chen out today.

But the matter has come to this point, he has no choice but to bite the bullet and raise his head.

It happened that he met Wen Ziyun who had been looking at him all the time.

After Wen Ziyun saw that familiar face, he immediately blurted out in surprise.

Tsk, isn't this my own boss!
It seems that I just admitted my mistake!
He was just about to say hello when he saw the boy put his index finger on his mouth, clearly saying shush.

What he was about to blurt out was immediately choked back.

The deterrence in Duan Jia's eyes was so strong that Wen Ziyun, who had been struggling in the society for so many years, was a little bit taken aback.

Fatty Chen looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him, and then turned his head to look at the boy standing behind him.

Always feel that there is something wrong.

Is my uncle coming soon?Otherwise why so suspicious?

Wen Ziyun didn't know what the hell his boss was going to do, why he pretended not to know him, which made him dare not speak up until now.

"Fatty, let's go if there is nothing to do, don't disturb others."

Duan Jia said.

Fatty Chen nodded immediately, then smiled at Wen Ziyun and said, "Then let's go first, and we will definitely come back when you open for business!"

Wen Ziyun immediately thanked him.

"Then go slowly."

Afterwards, he watched the boss who had passed through the house without entering the house silently walk away until he disappeared from his sight.

10 minutes later...

"Thank you just now, I don't want my friends to know yet,"

Wen Ziyun fell into deep thought after receiving the news.

It seems that young people nowadays like to keep a low profile and don't like to let others know that they are so successful now.

Now Duan Jia is considered a relatively low-key rich second generation in his eyes.

After returning to the dormitory, Duan Jia sent a message to Wen Ziyun, and then clicked on Xiaonairou's chat box.

He was going to tell her about his studio.

After all, this is my girlfriend, and opening a studio is definitely not a small amount, so it's better for me to say it earlier.

"Honey, I'm going to tell you something."

"what happened?"

Jian Shurou nervously looked at her phone screen.

No, no, is it to ask yourself about the meeting before?

I am not ready yet!

So the beauty of University Jane began to take a deep breath.

Never mention that!Don't mention that!

"I opened a studio."

When she saw the news, Jian Shurou breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, fortunately, it wasn't that matter.

But in the next second, she immediately recovered.

Open a studio?

My boyfriend actually opened a studio? !

"When?"

"where?!"

Duan Jia knew that Nairou would be very excited when she heard it, so she immediately said, "It's near our school."

"Oh my god, my boyfriend is too good!"

"I really did something good in my previous life to let me meet him!"

Duan Jia watched Xiao Nairou's exaggerated words, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose.

"So do you want to make a promise with your body?" Duan Jia asked.

"Hate! Ignore you!"

Duan Jia knew that he was shy, and shook his head helplessly, he knew that Xiao Nairou would not reply again.

But it doesn't matter, as long as he is thick-skinned enough.

The weather in Kyoto has been getting colder and colder recently, and December is coming soon, and basically everyone starts to wear enough down jackets.

Fortunately, there is one advantage in the north, that is, there is heating.

"Damn, I found out, the outside temperature and the indoor temperature are just like heaven and earth!"

Fatty Chen walked into the dormitory cursing and took off his clothes while changing his shoes.

Then a few seconds later, he got directly into the bed.

Duan Jia came in next.

"Is it that cold?"

"I'm a Southerner! A Southerner!"

Duan Jia echoed helplessly: "All right, all right, I know you are from the south, now you finally see that the coldness in the north is different from yours, right?"

"Humph."

Fatty Chen turned around and ignored Duan Jia.

Gradually... Fatty Chen's snoring came from the dormitory.

After Duan Jia made sure that he was asleep, he immediately picked up the key and opened the cabinet where he had kept the illustrations.

From the beginning to the present, Duan Jia has painted nearly 20 paintings, each of which was painted by Duan Jia with great effort.