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In the morning, after breakfast, Zhong Heng and Zhu Shen went to work together.

Taking advantage of the time when the two of them went back to their room to change their clothes, Aunt Fang dragged Ah Wen, who was waiting at the side, and asked him in a low voice, "See, do you feel that the atmosphere between the two of them has become a bit special today?"

Ah Wen has been single for 24 years by virtue of his ability, but he didn't feel anything special, so he shook his head.

Aunt Fang thumped him bitterly, "How can you still find a girlfriend like this?"

Ah Wen's smile gradually disappeared: "Huh?"

Aunt Fang gave him a serious analysis: "See how Shen Shen sat down just now? He first touched the back of Ah Heng's chair with his hand, and then slowly walked to his seat and sat down. It was too late to walk around Aheng before! Did you notice, what did he call Aheng today—"Senior Aheng"! Oh, hey, did he call him that before? Look at Aheng again, although the superficial He frowned, but he didn't stop it deeply, which shows that he doesn't reject it, and even likes it!" Aunt Fang clapped her hands, and said happily: "They must have a little secret that I don't know about last night!"

Arwen was at a loss: "I can't..."

"What's not going to happen!" Aunt Fang pushed him, "You, drive carefully later, if you want to lower your presence perception, don't spoil their sweet atmosphere. I guess Aheng will definitely have a relationship with Shen in a while. Make an appointment for lunch, and then make an appointment to go home together in the evening, it is best for the two of you to go to a movie together before you go home—but I think Ah Heng’s personality may not take the initiative to mention it.” Aunt Fang looked at Awen seemed to be entrusting a great task: "So you, you have to seize the opportunity, take the opportunity to speak, talk about the popular movies that young people watch nowadays, and encourage them to watch it, you know?"

Ah Wen looked taught, but his expression was very embarrassed. Just as he was about to speak, Zhu Shen and Zhong Heng came down.

Aunt Fang pushed Ah Wen with her elbow, indicating that it was all up to him. Ah Wen nodded heavily, saying that there is a long way to go.

The car was very quiet. The two of them were sitting in the back row. Those who read the reports looked at the reports, and those who watched the scenery looked at the scenery. He really didn't feel any sweet atmosphere.

The two of them were so quiet, Ah Wen didn't dare to intervene rashly, so he had to drive carefully.But seeing the atmosphere in the car, it was rather indifferent, and the young master Zhu didn't even look at Mr. Zhong Heng, so he couldn't help feeling cold for Zhong Heng again.

But Ah Wen didn't know that the eyes don't have to stick together to be sweet.Just like now, the person looking at the scenery recalled last night with a smile on his lips.

"But she just wants to call you that, can you make her change?" Zhu Shen held the milk glass, leaning against the door and smiling at him.

How much of a smile, and how hypocritical the calmness on his face, only he knows.

"Yes." Zhong Heng gripped the doorknob tightly and blurted out.

Zhu Shen was taken aback for a moment, and after Zhong Heng finished speaking, he slowly lowered his head.

On the soft snow-white velvet cushion, a pair of white bare feet stepped on it, the shell-like toenails revealed light pink, Zhu Shen's body was full of delicacy.It's just that there are two traces of paint smear on the back of his feet, obviously he accidentally stained it when packing up the painting tools, the blue and green ones are very eye-catching.Following this shape, Zhu Shen conveniently drew a fish and a leaf on the instep with a hook-line pen, which was lifelike, but broke the balance under the delicate camouflage, revealing a somewhat cute look.

This is the real blessing.

Zhong Heng can always see through it at a glance.

Xu Shi sensed Zhong Heng's gaze, and Zhu Shen shrank his feet, took two steps back, and asked, "What about me?"

The ten toes are embedded in the velvet pad, the pale powder is pressed white, the fish leaves are stretched fiercely, the master's voice is unhurried, trying to be calm and lazy as much as possible: "I call this, you want me to Change it?"

"Xiao Shi." Zhong Heng's voice revealed a bit of helplessness.

Zhu Shen raised his head slightly, and suddenly wanted to take a puff of cigarettes. It was better to watch people through the smoke curtain than face to face.

Being so close, maybe even his heartbeat could fall into the ear of the other party.

But he quit smoking a long time ago, and he was still supervised by the person in front of him. Didn't he know that he would eat himself up since then?

"Don't change it." Zhong Heng said hoarsely.

Zhu Shen paused, then smiled.

"Good night." He said suddenly with three points of shyness.

The door was forced to close impatiently, before Zhong Heng even had time to speak, the light source in front of him was blocked by the door.

After a long time, Zhong Heng said softly outside the door: "Good night."

I don't know if Zhu Shen heard it, but he slid all the way to the ground with his back against the door and squatted, holding the blue necklace around his neck tightly. Something in his chest was making a noise, and he couldn't hold it down.

The car drove into the bustling business district and was about to arrive at Zhong's. Zhong Heng suddenly said, "Let's have lunch together."

Awen was startled and listened.

"But I heard that your young and beautiful assistant ordered your meals outside." For some unknown reason, Zhu Shen teased, and said word by word: "I, no, eat."

"Let's eat in the cafeteria with me." Zhong Heng said.

Zhu Shen smiled and glanced at him: "Then I will give you this face."

Zhong Heng gave a deep "hmm", closed the report, looked out the window, put his fist to his lips, but smiled softly.

Ah Wen was thinking about Aunt Fang's advice, and suddenly shouted: "Sir, do you want to watch a movie?"

idiot.He cursed himself.

How can assists help this kind of straight ball, he is really a pig.

Zhong Heng looked at him.

Ah Wen gritted his teeth, no longer caring about embarrassment: "Today's! Romance movie! It's very good!"

Zhu Shen laughed out loud, and said to Zhong Heng: "He means to ask you not to arrange for him to work overtime, he has to go on a date with his girlfriend tonight."

Zhong Heng asked straight to the heart: "Really?"

Ah Wen was on the verge of riding a tiger at this time, thinking about Aunt Fang's advice, he nodded sharply: "Yes!"

"Then go."

Ah Wen was puzzled, how did things go this way?

"But I... bought too many tickets!"

You can return it.

Zhu Shen and Zhong Heng looked at each other, but neither of them said this sentence.

"Give it to me." Both of them said at the same time, but turned their heads away together, and couldn't help but wonder who the other party was planning to ask for the ticket.

Ah Wen, who is good at hitting straight balls, eliminated the random thoughts of the two: "One piece for each person! One piece for each person!"

After finishing speaking, he stepped on the brakes and stepped on the door of the company: "Sir, Young Master Zhu, we're here."

mission completed.

Zhu Shen got out of the car and waved to Zhong Heng: "See you at noon."

Zhong Heng nodded, watching his figure walk into the opposite Ling Xiao studio, and suddenly asked Ah Wen, who was giggling beside him: "Which theater are you in...?"

Unexpectedly, he was asked such a question, how could Ah Wen answer it, he hadn't bought a ticket yet.

"I'm going to buy it now!"

After a pause, Zhong Heng stopped him and took out his mobile phone: "I'll do it."

Ah Wen stood where he was, looked at Zhong Heng who walked into the Zhong's building, and then at Zhu Shen who walked into the opposite building, and suddenly believed that what Aunt Fang said was true.

He is so stupid.Just found out now.

As soon as Zhu Shen entered Ling Xiao's studio, he was surrounded by a group of children, "teacher" and "teacher" who kept yelling, which made him dumbfounded.

Although Zhu Shen is well-known, he was not stage frightened when accepting awards in front of tens of thousands of people before, but he never expected that today, he would fall into the hands of a group of ten-year-old little carrots.

The teacher in charge of the studio came out, in his forties, well maintained.Zhu Shen smiled at her as if seeing a savior. After she nodded with Zhu Shen, she pushed the students away and sent a large bouquet of flowers to Zhu Shen's arms. With tears in her eyes, she said with emotion: "Mr. ! My name is Han Sisi! I am your fan girl! Here! They are all your fan brothers and sisters!"

The children stood at attention in an instant, their small chests straightened, and they said in unison: "Mmm!"

Zhu Shen stroked his forehead with a bouquet of flowers, and suddenly regretted why he came here?

Wu Xu said that this Lingxiao studio is for cultivating young painters of the new generation, and those who come here to learn painting are risking their lives to like oil painting, and all of them have rich family backgrounds, and they are willing to regard oil painting as their lifelong career.In July, there was a youth oil painting competition in Yancheng, and the studio attached great importance to it, so they wanted to ask Zhu Shen to help and give guidance.

Seeing that Wu Xu spoke so sincerely, Zhu Shen thought he had put in a lot of effort, so he agreed.It's just that he didn't expect that the new generation of young painters cultivated here can be as young as five years old.

Five years old, this is still the age for playing tickets!Why risk your life to like it?

Wu Xu is now deceiving people and doesn't even type drafts.

He smiled politely at Han Sisi, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and was about to question Wu Xu, but Wu Xu sent a message first——

[Although the average age of this studio is relatively young, who doesn't come from this age?Come on, I wish the teacher!Yancheng Oil Painting Contest, who else is there for them? ]

Zhu Shen replied: "You are fine."

Wu Xu pretended to be dead and fled.

"Teacher Zhu!" There was another mournful call, and Zhu Shen looked beside him in embarrassment.

I just heard Han Sisi moved and said: "I really didn't expect you to come. I was so happy when Wu Xu told me about it. These children have benefited a lot from your guidance at 01:30. Thank you for coming!"

Zhu Shen put down the flowers, and said to her: "How can you say so wickedly, then let's start the class, if you don't mind, can I check the basic skills of sketching first?"

Han Sisi urged the children, "Go to the studio and sit down!"

Children, you lead me, I lead you, and happily ran back to the studio.

Zhu Shen saw a child who was not moving, shrank at the front desk and looked at Zhu Shen timidly, hesitating to speak, so Zhu Shen walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

The child is about ten years old, thin and small, and looks very different from other children.Zhu Shen knows that Ling Xiao Studio is located in a prosperous area where every inch of land is expensive, and the children who come here to learn painting must be rich or expensive, but this child's face is dirty, holding half of a charcoal pencil, and putting his hands together It was so dark, the clothes on his body were stained with colorful paints, and a pair of shoes had already been printed in different colors. It didn't look like a child learning to paint here.

"A Bao," Han Sisi hurriedly urged, "Go to the studio and get ready."

However, the child named "A Bao" stood where he was, staring at Zhu Shen with a pair of bright black eyes. For some reason, Zhu Shen thought of Zhong Heng.

"What happened to him?" Zhu Shen asked Han Sisi.

Han Sisi patted A Bao's head, "He, you are the painter he admires the most, and he even posted your photo on his easel. But he is very introverted and usually doesn't like to talk, please bear with him. Hold on."

Zhu Shen nodded and walked inside: "Let's go, let's go draw."

A Bao immediately followed Zhu Shen's footsteps.

It wasn't until noon that the children finished the class after finishing their sketches.

Zhu Shen took a cursory look, and found that the skills of the people here are uneven, and they have to teach students according to their aptitude.Seeing that he is a good example now, if Moeen knew about it, I don't know what kind of sigh he would have.

Although Zhu Shen came to class with the mentality of having fun, facing the sheets of paper that were carefully traced in the studio, he still wanted to do his best to teach these children, just like Moeen taught him back then. Same.

While watching, Han Sisi knocked on the door and asked, "Mr. Zhu, would you like to have dinner with us?"

"No, you can eat." Zhu Shen hurried out, almost forgetting the appointment with Zhong Heng.

Seeing Zhu Shen walking in a hurry, Han Sisi seemed to understand something, after all, the opposite was the Zhong family, and she was no longer willing to force her to stay.

Walking to the door, Zhu Shen suddenly stopped, and said to Han Sisi: "A Bao's skills are very solid, he is a good seed."

Han Sisi hesitated to speak, and sighed.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Shen asked.

When Zhu Shen ran to the opposite side, he took out his mobile phone and saw that it was already one o'clock, wondering if Zhong Heng was still waiting for him.

But as soon as he entered Zhong's, he saw a person sitting on the large sofa by the front desk. Seeing him come in, he closed the folder in his hand slightly, and his eyes were fixed on him.

Zhu Shen was out of breath: "I'm late."

"Not too late." Zhong Heng said lightly, "I just came down."

"You wait for me."

Zhong Heng looked away a little, saw a bouquet of flowers in his hand and asked, "Who... gave it to you."

The lily is still pinching the water, holding it in the hand for a burst of fragrance.

"Studio." Zhu Shen handed the flower to him, and picked up the card in the flower: "Speaking of which, you also take half of this flower, because it is my favor."

Zhong Heng took the bouquet and couldn't help being taken aback for a moment. When he turned his head and saw Zhu Shen holding a blessing that said "I wish Teacher and Mr. Zhong a happy marriage for a hundred years", he pursed his lips and pressed the elevator down.

"Yes. Thank them for me."

With gentle eyes and a gentle voice, it doesn't look like someone who has been starving for an hour.

twentieth floor.canteen.

They are one black and one white, with a bouquet of white lilies in the middle, which looks really eye-catching.

Within walking distance, the employees whispered to each other, setting off a huge upsurge of gossip.

Zhong Heng walked as usual, but when Zhu Shen took his hand, his steps stopped, and Huadu almost lost his grip.

"Let's go, Senior Aheng." Zhu Shen leaned next to him and said softly, his lips and teeth were parted, and there seemed to be a gust of deceiving wind in his ears.

Hearing this title, Zhong Heng felt a little helpless, but this helplessness was covered with a layer of sweet syrup, and he liked it so much.

The Zhong family is rich and powerful, and the cafeteria is also high-end. He used Zhong Heng's card to pay for a few dishes, all of which were his favorites.Zhu Shen joked, "Did I have a dream with your cafeteria master last night?"

Secretary Wang, with sharp ears, shook his head and chuckled lightly.

It's not that you dreamed about the cafeteria master, it's Mr. Zhong who asked me to call them.

Zhong Heng held the bouquet of flowers tightly in his arms, with a hidden smile on his face.

Seeing that he was not moving, Zhu Shen said, "Put the flowers down, do you want to feed them?"

It was only then that Zhong Heng realized belatedly that he seemed to have lost his composure today.

Putting the flowers aside, Zhong Heng served him another bowl of soup and asked him, "How is the morning?"

"Very good." Zhu Shen shook his head with a smile and said, "I didn't expect to teach a group of little radish heads to draw, and they all called me 'Mr. Zhu' in a childlike voice, and I will take you to see it some other day."

There seemed to be light in Zhong Heng's eyes, and he smiled softly: "Okay."

"There is a child who looks a bit like you." Zhu Shen said.

"Like me?" Zhong Heng was stunned.

Like what's good about him.

Zhu Shen couldn't tell, just said: "It just feels a bit similar, but he is only ten years old. I don't know what it is like to be ten years old."

Zhong Heng whispered, "You know."

"Ah?" Zhu Shen frowned, but didn't hear clearly.

Zhong Heng shook his head.

Zhu Shen continued: "He is very talented, but I heard from the teacher in the studio that his family is not very good, and his mother works several jobs alone to barely pay for him to come here to learn painting." After a pause, Zhu Shen didn't know Thinking of something, he lowered his head and said, "Mothers are always similar, but they are not the same..."

Zhong Heng added food for him silently, sympathizing with his sadness.

At this moment, the company's BBS had already exploded, and a lot of people gathered around the [-]th floor, those who were far and near, stretched their necks to look at them.

After all, it is very rare for this couple to be in the same frame. The two have been a big news in Yancheng since they got married, and there have been so many twists and turns after marriage. At this time, they are eating together in the company cafeteria, watching the two people flirting. , I can't wait to sell the news to the major media on the spot.

Don't spread rumors, they are doing well!

Zhu Shen looked at the people rushing up to him and Zhong Heng intentionally or unintentionally, and he looked calm, but asked Zhong Heng with a smile: "How does it feel to eat with so many eyes?"

Zhong Heng looked around, and everyone lowered their heads.

Just listen to him say: "You don't like it, tomorrow I will call them—"

"I like it." Zhu Shen interrupted him, thought for a while, and felt that there seemed to be something wrong, and tried to cover it up: "This is... nothing wrong."

Zhong Heng took a sip of the soup and smiled.

Zhu Shen had finished eating, but Zhong Heng hadn't finished eating, so he picked up a magazine from the self-service bookshelf by the roadside to pass the time.

Unexpectedly, after turning over, I saw an exclusive interview with Zhong Heng and Cheng Zhanmei.

Zhu Shen didn't know what kind of mentality he saw from the beginning to the end, and his complexion became more and more serious.

The reporter's words are also quite charming, such as golden boy and jade girl, gifted scholars and beautiful ladies, and so on.Then I would write about why not go to Jinx Literature City to write sentimental stories. Being a financial reporter for a business magazine is really a bit of a waste of talent.

He closed the magazine, and without waiting for Zhong Heng to finish eating, Zhu Shen smiled and said, "I have to go back to class."

Zhong Heng hurriedly stood up and said, "I'll see you off."

Zhu Shen put down the magazine: "No need."

Seeing Zhu Shen walk into the elevator alone, Zhong Heng frowned, picked up the magazine that Zhu Shen had flipped through, carefully examined it, and suddenly called the secretary over.

"From tomorrow, put art-related magazines on the bookshelves in the cafeteria."

Secretary Wang thought he heard it wrong: "Huh?"

"And release Zhu Shen's art collection and interview magazines..." Zhong Heng suddenly paused, and he said again: "Only show magazines related to art."

Zhu Shen can't be looked at by others.

Secretary Wang glanced at the president who was dressed in black and holding a lily in his hand, and nodded heavily: "Yes! I'll do it right away!"

Pushing away the peeping people outside the cafeteria, Secretary Wang carried out Mr. Zhong's orders in a hurry.

An employee with a good relationship asked him, "Why are you going, Secretary Wang?"

Secretary Wang asked him with a smile: "Do you know what is inevitable and unstoppable?"

A circle of juniors shook their heads like rattles.

As Secretary Wang walked, he said meaningfully: "It's going to rain, and mother is going to get married."

Our president chased his wife.

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