love at first kiss

"Hmph." The boss smiled triumphantly, "I still took part in competitions and won prizes, and there are still people who want to buy my works!"

"Did you tell me about your oil paintings of cats?" The tyrant pointed to the decorative paintings hanging in the store. Indeed, some of the paintings were missing and replaced with new ones. "You really like cats."

"There is no animal cuter than a cat!" The boss's eyes lit up when talking about cats.

Tyrant declined to comment.

The tyrant ignored her, and the boss got used to it, so he just changed the subject: "By the way, several customers have asked about your paintings, but they are not mine after all, so I dare not sell them for you without authorization."

"If it's mine, it doesn't matter if you sell it. If you sell it, I'll draw a new one for you." The tyrant will not miss his own words, he will be satisfied after the painting, and will not care about it after it is made public.

Although the work and creation are serious, but once it is completed, it will be ignored. This is quite abnormal for other creators, but the tyrant doesn't care.

"Okay! Then I'll give you money after I sell it?"

The tyrant shook his head, "No, it's yours if it's given to you. If you feel bad about the money, just treat it as my investment in your shop."

"Oh, well." The tyrant has said so, so take it!

The tyrant asked the boss for sketching tools, intending to kill time by painting. The boss searched for a long time before finding her sketching tools—after all, she specializes in oil painting, and the sketching tools have not been used for a long time. Stuff is also difficult.

When he came back with the sketch tool, there were three more people in the store, all of whom were classmates in college, and the tyrant was chatting with them.

"What are you talking about?" the boss walked over and asked.

"No, just report the current situation." One of them replied.

"Fang Qing, long time no see, do you miss us?" Another woman present asked.

Xiang Fangqing took the sketching tool, and the tyrant went back to the corner to sit and draw, and didn't chat with those classmates anymore. Those students were quite used to the tyrant's attitude, so they didn't comment on his attitude, and continued to chat with them.

The tyrant originally wanted to draw some cats for the boss, but no matter how he painted, he couldn't draw a work that he was satisfied with. He gave up drawing cats and changed to drawing the group of people chatting. The painting was done, but he was not satisfied, so he painted it Throw it aside, not wanting to look at it.

Although I have reduced my painting time in the past few years as a teacher, I am still painting. It is the first time I have painted several works that I am not satisfied with like today.

Put down the paintbrush, stretched your waist to relax your muscles and bones, went to make a new cup of coffee, and took a rest.

Seeing that the tyrant hadn't painted, the boss came over and asked, "How is the painting?"

"I'm not satisfied. I'll give you the cat drawing you want." The tyrant didn't want to draw today, so he returned all the tools to Fang Qing.

"It doesn't matter to me." Fang Qing took the tools, "If you don't draw, do you want to chat with Bo Han and the others? They will stay today until evening."

"Yeah." Holding the coffee, the tyrant walked to the table of his college classmates and chatted with them.

"Yo, Jiang Ling, how is the painting?" Wearing glasses, the quietest looking man greeted the tyrant who came over.

Shaking his head, the tyrant replied: "I have painted a lot, but I am not satisfied. It must be a low tide period?"

"What? So that Jiang Ling also has the so-called low tide period?" The other man was surprised. He was the strongest in the same grade department, and he was able to hand over several pieces of works that satisfied the professor every day!

"Jiang Ling is also a human being, so it's okay to have low tides because of some things, right?" The only woman among the three spoke for the tyrant.

"Yes." The man replied perfunctorily.

The man in glasses who greeted the tyrant at the beginning asked with concern: "Low tide? Jiang Ling, is your relationship not going well?"

College students who occasionally come to this store know that the tyrant has a boyfriend who takes good care of him, and they will come here for a date every Saturday, blinding the eyes of single dogs.

The relationship is not going well, which just explains why there is only the tyrant today.

"We broke up." The tyrant is an adult and knows that crying is useless, but he looks pretty bad now.

"Ah... sorry, I don't know." The man in glasses who asked the question apologized to the tyrant.

Another man saw that the tyrant's mental state was not very good, so he suggested: "Where should we go to play together in the afternoon, and have a drink in the evening?"

The others applauded, and the tyrant agreed.

It's been a long time since I went out with my former classmates, so let's have fun and forget about the boyfriend!

"What? Are you going out to play? I'm going too!" Fang Qing came out with the snacks she just made, and shouted to follow her old classmates when they heard they wanted to go out to play together.

"You stay here to open a store to make money, and manage the meeting place of our "Rehabilitation Center" well, don't let it fall down!" Hearing that Fang Qing wanted to go out to play with her, everyone shouted and refused to let her follow.

"Oh..." Fang Qing was very disappointed, but she laughed when she thought of what they shouted, "Do you still call yourself 'rehabilitation center'? It's been so long."

"There are still people whose rehabilitation has not been completed, so we are still a rehabilitation center!" The man who was surprised that the tyrant couldn't draw a picture smiled and pointed at the tyrant, who just shrugged his shoulders and didn't care.

The author has something to say: Well, actually, I don’t know anything about art~

So I will try to avoid things related to art...

I'm inexplicably annoyed by art like painting, so I don't even have to look for materials or anything!

If I have made a typo somewhere, I hope that the judges will not hide their secrets, and tell me where I made a typo, so that I can correct it!