I heard you are a junior

"I'm rich, and I'll support you!"

Yin Xinchang shouted out such a sentence, which can be called rich and powerful, full of momentum, and faintly echoed in the empty hall.

Yan Zinan didn't react at all, she lowered her head and bit her lip, her short messy hair that couldn't cover her ears was upturned, she trembled slightly with her rapid breathing, and her arms holding the painting tightened even more, as if she was afraid of being snatched away.

A pitiful look.

"I...I want to help..." Yin Xinchang was kind. Seeing Yan Zinan like this, he somehow felt that he was a bully who robbed the women of the people. He was so nervous that he stuttered and looked at Liu Jinya helplessly, "Why... ..."

Liu Jinya felt that Yin Xinchang's words were too thoughtless and straightforward, she sounded like a kid playing a joke, Yan Zinan had suffered so many blows, it was hard to believe it.

Liu Jinya doesn't know whether Yin Xinchang is hot for 3 minutes or has made up her mind, but she knows that Yan Zinan can't just go on like this. Even though she was once poured chicken soup and was stunned, she still bites the bullet and goes forward to explain, "Isn't Xiao Yin going to The meaning of using money to hype is that you hope to use some formal channels to promote your works. There are still many people in the world like Xiao Yin who will not give Fan Qiuyang face, appreciate and like your works, you should stick to it and wait for them to appear. ?"

Yan Zinan glanced at Yin Xinchang.

Yin Xinchang was worrying about whether he had said the wrong thing, and when he was looked at like this, he immediately smiled to show his friendliness.

"No need." Yan Zinan felt the good intentions, and said calmly, "Investing in me is a loss-making business."

Yin Xinchang retorted disapprovingly, "Why is it a loss, I like your paintings."

"I'm not a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, do you still like my paintings?"

Yin Xinchang nodded, and said sincerely: "You didn't play the sign of a student of the Academy of Fine Arts yesterday, and I was also attracted by your paintings and stopped!"

Yan Zinan was still brooding over what she said in the morning, "You said my painting is fake and you want to return it."

"I didn't say return the goods! I went to Ningdongzhuang today because I thought you lied to me, and I just wanted to ask for an explanation. I was often deceived by people, and I even bought a fake one. When I came to my senses, I couldn't find the liar. This time I reacted a little faster and found someone, but it turned out to be a misunderstanding."

After talking about it, Yin Xinchang lowered his voice in embarrassment, and stared at Yan Zinan with blinks.

"Well, I didn't make it clear." Yan Zinan didn't respond, but his tone became gentle, "I just think that I was admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts based on my ability, and it's reasonable to be a student of the Academy of Fine Arts. Fan Qiuyang can expel me My student status cannot erase my past efforts.”

Liu Jinya finally heard a positive word from Yan Zinan's mouth, and hurriedly persuaded her, "Yes, these paintings are the same. They are the result of your hard work. If this one doesn't work, let's change to another one, and we will definitely succeed."

Yan Zinan thought for a moment, "The restaurant decoration painting you mentioned...is it made to order?"

Liu Jinya knew there was something going on, so she hurriedly said, "Let's discuss it."

"Well! Let's go now!" Yin Xinchang also became excited, "Feng Weize's restaurants are usually empty, so you should be in a daze in the office, it's free!"

Liu Jinya coughed lightly, "Xiao Yin, it's not good to say that..."

Zhong Yuxiao remained silent until now, and interjected, "The fact is so."

Liu Jinya didn't have the confidence to comment on the way these three friends for many years got along, so she cleared her throat and turned back to the topic, "Let's make a phone call."

"No, I sent a message to him this morning." Yin Xinchang said, "He said he has nothing to do in the afternoon."

"Okay, let's go now."

They walked out again, Yan Zinan followed quietly, but when she turned the corner and saw Yin Xinchang running away, she asked quietly, "Is that restaurant her boyfriend owns?"

"No." Zhong Yuxiao helped answer, "It's impossible for them to develop."

Liu Jinya understands that it is not an explanation of the relationship between a couple, but listening to the second half of the sentence that is too sure, she always feels strange, "Why?"

"Two prodigal sons will have no future together."

"..."

Liu Jinya was speechless, Yan Zinan continued to concentrate on walking, only Yin Xinchang at the front saw that they were walking more and more slowly and started chatting, and turned back depressed, not daring to touch the conjoined couple, aiming at Yan Zinan as the target, holding hands enthusiastically Said, "Go faster."

Yan Zinan let out an "oh", but didn't mind being led away.

The place they were going to was half an hour's drive away. When they arrived at Feng Weize's restaurant, they could tell from the emptiness of the parking lot that the business was deserted—it was one o'clock on the weekend, and there was a shopping mall nearby, which was busy and crowded. The restaurant was located at It can be seen at a glance from the side of the road, but no one is willing to enter the store to eat.

Located in a bustling business circle, how could Feng Weize screw up a new restaurant?

Liu Jinya felt strange, and only after entering did she realize something was wrong.

The signboard is in black and white tones, but the interior decoration is different from the outside impression. It can be called magnificent, but the light is dim because of the too complicated structure. Eye.

Not long after Liu Jinya walked in, she felt oppressed.

"Welcome." Sure enough, Feng Weize was free, so he took them into the box himself, and was a little surprised to see Yan Zinan shy, "This is..."

Yin Xinchang immediately said, "This is Yan Zinan, the painter."

The "painter" in the words was accentuated, Feng Weize suddenly remembered what he said yesterday, suddenly realized, and joked in a glib tone, "You can know the difference by looking at the temperament."

Yan Zinan had never been praised by such greasy words, frowned, and subconsciously looked at Liu Jinya.

"We are mainly here for the decorative painting." Liu Jinya is also thin-skinned, but once she starts serious work, she will be much braver, and she will take the initiative to explain the reason without the help of Zhong Yuxiao and Yin Xinchang.

Feng Weize nodded, not in the mood to talk about work right away, and asked the waiter to bring them the menu, "Have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten." Yin Xinchang responded, and then felt that something was wrong, and turned his head to ask Yan Zinan considerately, "Are you still hungry? Do you want to eat more?"

Liu Jinya has a bad heart.

Even if he knew that Yan Zinan was a poor child who couldn't get enough to eat, even if it was out of caring...Xiao Yin shouldn't have been so sincere in exposing Yan Zinan's embarrassment in front of Feng Weize who had a great chance to cooperate.

Fortunately, Yan Zinan didn't react too much, and replied calmly, "No, thank you."

Feng Weize was disappointed, "You four come here, don't you order a single dish?"

"We're here to discuss business! We're not here to cheer you on!" Yin Xinchang rushed ahead of Yan Zinan to help speak, looking like a manager.

Feng Weize clicked his tongue. Due to the position, his eyes were completely fixed on Yin Xinchang and Yan Zinan, "Okay, let's talk."

"What kind of painting do you want?" Yan Zinan asked directly.

"It matches my restaurant." Feng Weize pointed to an empty wall in the box, "Put one picture here in each box, one large picture in the outer lobby, and two pictures on each side of the corridor. The style must be Uniform, the small ones are opened in four quarters, the large ones are decorated and then measured, the content... I can’t think of it, you can draw whatever you want.”

The degree of freedom is very high, and it stands to reason that it is a relatively easy job.

But Liu Jinya glanced at the overly exaggerated restaurant decoration, and felt that it was difficult for Yan Zinan to match the requirements—whether it was "Sang Tian" or Yan Zinan's other works, they were all bright in color and delicate and soft, which was really different from here. Tune in.

When she was worried, Yan Zinan readily agreed, "Okay, how many pieces do you want in total?"

"Hmm..." Feng Weize counted with his fingers for a long time, and finally waved his hand, "Let's draw a picture and see."

Yan Zinan then asked, "What about the price?"

"It depends on the situation." Feng Weize said, "We'll see if it's appropriate."

Yin Xinchang was not convinced, "Hey, why have you become stingy? Back then, you gave the assistant 2000 yuan to buy a potted plant!"

Feng Weize felt wronged, "I was stupid then! Now that the restaurants are in such a loss, why don't I save myself some Northwest Wind!"

"You..." Yin Xinchang saw the difficulty of his friend and found a compromise point, "Should I give some deposit?"

"Yes, how much?"

Liu Jinya considered the industry price, but Yan Zinan replied without thinking, "Three hundred, no refund."

"That much?" Feng Weize snorted, and took money out of his wallet, "Here! Treat you to another meal!"

Yan Zinan took the money and replied without thinking, "I won't eat, I'll go back and paint."

"Hahaha!" Yin Xinchang gloated at the side, patting Yan Zinan's shoulder and said, "Just by looking at it, you can tell that the food here is unpalatable."

Yan Zinan picked up the 300 yuan on the table, and her eyes fell on Yin Xinchang.

Seeing Yan Zinan like this, Yin Xinchang became a little nervous, and quickly said, "I like that painting, I don't want to quit it, don't..."

"I know." Yan Zinan put it in the bag, "I have to find a new house and buy paint and drawing paper."

Yin Xinchang seemed to understand and nodded.

Liu Jinya felt something was wrong, "You want to move? Is 300 yuan enough?"

Yan Zinan held the money tightly, and replied loudly as if to cheer herself up, "Enough!"

The voice was loud enough, but it was hindered by the shabby clothes that looked like it.

None of the people present believed what Yan Zinan said. Feng Weize originally thought that Yan Zinan's dressing up like this was a maverick, but he didn't expect that there was such a sad reason in it, so he immediately said: "I will give you another thousand, as well as our restaurant. The staff quarters are empty, why not..."

"Go!" Yin Xinchang was scared when he saw Feng Weize showing kindness to women, and interrupted sharply, "I have the staff dormitory! The company's! No one lives there!"

After getting along for half a day, Yan Zinan understood that they had good intentions, and instead of being a hedgehog like before, she declined, "I'll find one myself."

"Looking for a place is troublesome, will it delay the painting?" Liu Jinya felt that Yin Xinchang's persuasion by saying "it's a pity that the house is empty" is not good, starting from Yan Zinan's most concerned about painting, "the house with a low price will have some minor problems, We must consider the issue of preserving the paintings, which are hard to find.”

In the past, Yan Zinan couldn't sell paintings, but Yan Zinan loves to paint and paint as she likes, and can do whatever she wants. After receiving a business, she has to pay attention to it. After careful consideration, she gave the most conservative answer, "I will find a good house and then move."

Seeing that Yan Zinan was so persistent, Liu Jinya couldn't say anything. Zhong Yuxiao was an indifferent observer from the beginning to the end, so naturally she didn't express her opinion.

Only Yin Xinchang exploded, "How can this be done! Your roommate is so fierce, what if he does something to you..."

Yan Zinan frowned and looked away.

"Didn't you see what she looks like today? She will eat you!" Yin Xinchang was afraid that Yan Zinan would not believe her, so she raised her hand in the shape of a claw, and growled in a low voice. And the hand has become a cute show.

Yan Zinan stared at Yin Xinchang, who was pretending to be fierce, with no wavering on his face.

Yin Xinchang couldn't be more scary, he lowered his hands in embarrassment and forced a smile, his crooked eyes were like crescent moons.

"Oh." Yan Zinan actually compromised, "Where is the dormitory?"

Yin Xinchang was stunned for a moment, then his smile deepened, and his happy tone was about to fly, "I'll take you there later~"

Liu Jinya witnessed the whole process, and knew that there was no need for her to speak. She sighed leisurely at the two girls who got along well, and drank some water from the cup.

Well, suddenly there is a little sweet taste.

-

After solving Yan Zinan's residence, Yin Xinchang offered to help to move, plausibly saying, "I said I would praise you, of course I will do my best."

Liu Jinya was too embarrassed to rush to care, and went home with Zhong Yuxiao.

After wandering around for a day, she felt tired, and when she got home, she slumped on the sofa and refused to move.Zhong Yuxiao refused to take a break, went to wash her hands and rinsed her mouth, and returned after a while with a towel, sat beside her and wiped her hands and face as in the morning.

Liu Jinya avoided laughing and crying, "I can wash it myself."

Zhong Yuxiao didn't speak, but firmly held her down, wiped her cheeks with a towel, and chirped.

The soft lips covered, Liu Jinya felt the soft sound of "What" spread to the apex of her heart, and then saw Zhong Yuxiao's slightly pursed lips and frowning expression, she had no resistance at all: they obviously stayed in the room all day long. At the same time, because of Yan Zinan's affairs, she didn't even look at each other a few times, she finally had time to look closely, and felt that Zhong Yuxiao was amazingly beautiful, so she couldn't help rubbing the tip of her nose and kissing him.

The melancholy between Zhong Yuxiao's brows finally dissipated, she hugged back with a chuckle, turned over and rolled on the sofa with her.

They had only been arguing for a few minutes when the mobile phone placed on the coffee table vibrated ignorantly, and the annoying buzzing sound penetrated into the ears, and it was difficult to shake off.

"Oh." Liu Jinya saw her mother's caller ID, cleared her throat resignedly, and answered the phone, "Hello?"

Zhong Yuxiao just couldn't get up, lay on her body, rubbed her chin against her shoulders, and took a breath of warm breath into her red ears, which made people itch.

Liu Jinya couldn't avoid it, she bit her lip and didn't smile, she listened carefully to what her mother said on the phone, "What house?"

"The one in the unit compound, my aunt and I have discussed it, and we are going to entrust an intermediary to sell it." Mom said, "The house is too messy, so it is definitely not possible to just sell it like this. Let's pick a time to pack what we want and find a professional person. Let's clean it up."

"Okay." Liu Jinya turned her head to ask Zhong Yuxiao when she would be free, but just as she thought about it, her ear was bitten and her whole body trembled.

Zhong Yuxiao had clearly beaten her to death, yet she murmured in a vaguely pitiful voice, "Listen to you."

Liu Jinya took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down to discuss with her mother, "Can I do it tomorrow?"

"Okay, don't bring any suitcases, there are quite a few in the house."

Liu Jinya made a muffled sound, kept using her nasal voice to perfunctory, turned around to avoid Zhong Yuxiao's caress, said goodbye to her mother before her breath was completely messed up, put down her phone and took pictures of Zhong Baobao who was making trouble. For a moment, "No, I'm on the phone with my mother..."

Zhong Yuxiao snorted softly, "Be a good day today."

Liu Jinya couldn't refute, she was caught in her arms in a daze, and looked up to see Zhong Yu's bright eyes lost her temper again, she gripped the corner of the pillow and held it docilely, squinting her eyes to make the living room full of brilliance.

When she was shy, she always thought about something, and when she saw the clock pointing to six o'clock, she suddenly came back to her senses, "Tomorrow we have to get up early and go home to pack our things."

Seeing that her thoughts were wandering and not concentrating, Zhong Yuxiao twisted her waist as a punishment, and asked in a dark voice, "Which family."

"Mom's house." Liu Jinya gradually got used to not mentioning her father, "I have lived here since I was a child, and there are many things worth leaving behind."

"Live there since childhood?" Zhong Yuxiao was interested, and asked with her head tilted.

"Probably." Liu Jinya recalled and answered in detail, "I moved there when I was 5 years old."

"Are there any clothes?"

Liu Jinya wanted to nod, but seeing Zhong Yuxiao's inexplicable excitement, she felt something was wrong, "What do you want to do?"

Zhong Yuxiao shook her head with a smile, kissed her palm and said, "I want to see the place where you lived when you were young."

"Yeah." Liu Jinya was smiling, but there was a ripple in her heart.

She also wanted to see where Zhong Yuxiao lived.

However, there was Zhong Yuxiao's mother in that place, a person who didn't like her and only regarded her as a passer-by in Zhong Yuxiao's life.

-

After almost two months, Liu Jinya walked into the changed parents' house again.The last time she came in to find her mother's medical records, she didn't have the energy to clean it up. My aunt saw that she was frustrated and it was inconvenient to intervene, so she kept the chaos until now.

She made some mental preparations for Zhong Yuxiao before she came, but she forgot to calm herself down.

Seeing that the childhood room was turned into a mess, the cabinet was opened wide, and the drawers were overturned, Liu Jinya sighed, stepped forward to pick up the little doll that fell on the ground, and said to Zhong Yuxiao with a forced smile, "This one is not even there yet. Throw it..."

Zhong Yuxiao took it, helped to pat off the ashes on the doll, and tried her best to relax her tone, "Yeah, your ears are broken by you."

"Because it's easy to hold." Liu Jinya pinched her ear and shook it up and down, "Look, it's not much easier than holding it. It used to occupy a place at the head of the bed, and I would throw it on the table as soon as I fell asleep, and fold it the next day. Put the quilt back next to the pillow."

Zhong Yuxiao frowned, "Why?"

"Because it looks good."

"..." Zhong Yuxiao glanced at the cartoon stickers on the wall of the room, "You actually like these."

"I liked it when I was a child, and there is still a board that I don't want to use." Liu Jinya opened the small iron box that was protected from poisonous hands, and found two brand-new cat stickers from it, "Are you cute?"

Zhong Yuxiao's eyes were fixed, but she wanted to answer calmly, "It's okay."

"Oh," Liu Jinya deliberately teased the baby, "I threw it away..."

Zhong Yuxiao snatched it, "Hold it first, and throw it out together later."

"Okay~" Liu Jinya understood the principle of enough is enough, she responded softly, and turned to move the big box under the bed.

"What is this?" Zhong Yuxiao noticed the colorful notebooks all of a sudden, "Diary?"

Liu Jinya looked at the cover, "Yes, junior high school, high school, and university..."

Zhong Yuxiao's eyes were fixed again, "Can I have a look?"

"Yes." Liu Jinya even took the initiative to turn the page, "Look, my junior high school handwriting is so ugly...Look at my current one..."

She mainly wanted to show off her rapid progress in writing, so she accidentally dug a hole.

"Xu Rongyuan?" Zhong Yuxiao saw a key word from the diary page that flashed by.

Embarrassed, Liu Jinya explained in vain, "Uh... I spent a lot of time in college, and I even wrote down what buns I ate for breakfast in my diary. It's normal to accidentally write about him."

Zhong Yuxiao pulled the plastic bag specially used for garbage, "Throw it away."

Liu Jinya wanted to coax Zhong Yuxiao, but she was a little reluctant to throw away the notebook directly—the information about Xu Rongyuan in it was only a small part, and everything she had seen, heard, and experienced in the university was in it, even if it was boring and monotonous, it was still her past life.

"It doesn't matter if you don't throw it away." Zhong Yuxiao saw her embarrassment, and suggested another way, "You start writing your diary today."

Liu Jinya was helpless, "I was writing before, but then I stopped when I was too busy."

"Is there me?"

"Yes." Liu Jinya said hurriedly, "It accounts for most of it."

"every day?"

Liu Jinya is an honest person, following Zhong Yuxiao's question, she recalled whether she wrote about Zhong Yuxiao every day.

"Continue writing today." Zhong Yuxiao didn't want to wait for her answer, "I'll buy you a notebook later."

Inexplicably, there was an extra daily task. Liu Jinya was depressed, and asked weakly, "Why don't you write it?"

"I don't have the habit of keeping a diary." Zhong Yuxiao stared at her and praised softly, "And my writing is not as beautiful as yours."

After practicing for so many years, Liu Jinya is a little obsessed with writing, and she can't bear to praise, and then she is defeated by Zhong Yuxiao's cute smile, so she agreed vaguely, "Okay."

The house has been unoccupied for a long time, and their family only took away the frequently used clothes a few times before, and the big ones are still there, which failed to reduce the workload of moving.My aunt hired people from the moving company to help, and it is not a pity to throw away anything. My mother has an old habit of being reluctant to part with things, and stopped the things to be thrown out several times. The two sisters almost quarreled. Look at the bell baby running around.

Tired all day, Liu Jinya went home at night and wanted to go to bed early, when she just closed her eyes, she heard the sound of tearing the plastic packaging beside her.

"Huh?" She looked over depressed.

Zhong Yuxiao handed over the unpacked new notebook, "Write a diary, you need me."

Liu Jinya sighed, took the notebook and pen and turned to the first page, solemnly wrote down the date and weather, and began to describe perfunctorily: "Today, my baby and I went back to mother's house to pack things."

She opened it generously and was not afraid to look at it. Zhong Yuxiao frowned after seeing it, "Why did you write about baby?"

"Nickname." Liu Jinya replied seriously.

Zhong Yuxiao refused to eat this set, and pretended to remove the loose-leaf paper.

Liu Jinya resisted, "Okay...your name has too many strokes, so it saves effort."

"Forget it," Zhong Yuxiao helped carry things today, and she was also a little tired, so she reluctantly said, "This is not an example."

Liu Jinya saw Zhong Yuxiao's relaxed attitude, and hastily finished the diary with two words, "Very tired."

Zhong Yuxiao saw her cover the pen and blocked the book with her hand, "When you wrote Xu Rongyuan, it was a very long article."

For the first time, she had the urge to go back and slap herself twice. Liu Jinya couldn't resist Zhong Baobao, so she opened the diary again and added a sentence:

"But it's nice to have a baby with you."

Zhong Yuxiao is an obedient child who can be sweetened into a cute little girl by giving a piece of candy. His face changes in a second, and the corners of his lips are raised.

Liu Jinya had an idea and wrote boldly, "The baby kissed me and then fell asleep."

To save face, Zhong Yu leaned over and pressed a light kiss on the corner of her lips, then turned to turn off the light.

Liu Jinya was very happy, put away the diary and lay down.Hearing the sound of the desk lamp switch, she breathed a sigh of relief, closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep, but unexpectedly, the quilt moved, and a certain restless baby touched it.

"Oh." She muttered depressingly, "Didn't you say you were sleeping..."

Zhong Yuxiao blinked innocently, "Sleeping has many meanings."

"..."

Liu Jinya could only let Zhong Yu Xiaohu come to refute, and silently made an oath in her heart:

In the future, the diary must be written in detail, so as not to give Zhong Baobao the opportunity to take advantage of loopholes.

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