The design director skipped work

the next day.

When Wu Zheng woke up, he looked at his watch subconsciously. This was a habit he had developed since Jiang Heng asked him not to be absent from work without reason.

At 07:30, Wu Zheng sat up nervously, warning for being late!

Three seconds later he lay down again.

Because Wu Zheng suddenly remembered that he was on annual leave.

Just yesterday, after the meeting was over, and confirmed with Jiang Heng that there would be no new tasks in the short term, Wu Zheng used the speed of sprinting [-] meters to fill out the leave form.

Now!Actually!forget!

This change in ideology made Wu Zheng sad. He actually forgot that he was on vacation, and was nervous because he was going to be late for work?

This is simply the death of faith, a tragedy of the times!

But Wu Zheng is worthy of being a leader in the skipping class. Faced with such a huge grief, after 2 minutes of self-pity, he immediately turned on the vacation mode without any worries, and entered the state of returning to sleep.

There is no pressure to go to work, and the whole person is relaxed and happy. It was already noon when Wu Zheng woke up again. He canceled the airplane mode of his mobile phone and checked WeChat by the way.

Being pulled into a new group, Wu Zheng clicked in curiously and took a look, only to see a few PDFs sent by a strange avatar in it.

-Wang Suo: @江桐, need to prepare five display boards, one display PPT for each display board, and another plan PPT.

-Jiuyuan Jiangheng: @王塔, okay, the design department is on vacation recently, I will arrange it as soon as possible.

Wu Zheng closed the group silently, and I didn't see anything.

An hour later, Wu Zheng was sitting in a well-known Cantonese-style dim sum shop refreshed. He came here once on the weekend before and took a number plate to see more than 500 people, which almost scared Wu Zheng to tears.

There are few people on weekdays, so Wu Zheng happily ordered a bunch of pork ribs in black bean sauce with shrimp dumplings and intestine powder.

When the dishes came, Wu Zhengren ate them first without moving his camera. After all, he was an artist, and he took pictures of several dishes that were really good-looking and mouth-watering.

Then Wu Zheng happily picked out a few and sent them to Jiang Heng.

- Jiuyuan Jiang Heng:? ? ? ?

- Nothing to contend with: my lunch, look, is it delicious?

-Jiang Heng of Jiuyuan: You are taking the annual leave I granted, and you are still so cruel to me?

-No competition with the world: seeing it is equivalent to eating it, I am taking you to feel the atmosphere of vacation.

-Jiang Heng of the Nine Academy: ...

-Jiang Heng of the Nine Academy: Did you read the Wangsuo group just now?

-Jiang Heng of Jiuyuan: Do you want to experience the working atmosphere in advance?

- "Aloof" retracted a whole bunch of messages.

-Jiang Heng of the Ninth Academy: Hmph.

After returning home, Wu Zheng was lazy for half an afternoon with nothing to do in the bright sun, and got up to go to the master bedroom.

This is the house where their family of five used to live. Now, my parents are away all the year round to handle business, and my elder brother and sister also set up their own houses. Wu Zheng is the only one left here.

The large master bedroom has already been remodeled, and the room is filled with a faint fragrance. The sunlight is filtered by the thick beige curtains and then darkened, shining on the wooden floor.

There are large and small cabinets, boxes, and shelves scattered on the floor, on which plaster statues, old paintings, and waste manuscripts are placed. There is a table in the corner with various painting utensils on it. There are three easels in the middle of the room, one of which is placed A piece of drawing paper.

This is a studio.

Wu Zheng closed the door back, and took down a large army green coat from the hook behind the door, which was wide and long. The coat was covered with mottled traces of paint, giving it a somewhat decadent artistic atmosphere.

The painting tools are in good condition, because Wu Zheng paints every week.

He started from fine arts in elementary school, and until the art exam, his ideal major in university was pure fine arts. Later, he switched to design for some reasons, but the habit of drawing has remained.

And it is more free-wheeling than before, and I can feel the pure joy of painting itself more.

Wu Zheng made up a western fantasy-style episode last night, so today he wants to draw a very secondary scene: a beautiful boy walking on a path in a castle on a full moon night.

He painted for four hours, and it was already night when it was finished. In the picture, a proud and elegant young man in a black dress jumped out of the paper.

He was walking on a quiet path full of purple floral flowers, behind him was a gorgeous old castle, and a full moon hung on the spire of the castle, casting cold and soft moonlight.

The texture of the watercolor is clear with a slight smudge, which brings a hazy beauty to the whole picture.

Wu Zheng was very satisfied. He raised his mobile phone and took a picture of this painting. The face of this beautiful young man is also the most satisfying among the characters he has painted recently. He is pale and clear, with a high and narrow nose, thin lips, full of With a noble and cool atmosphere...

?

Wu Zheng was taken aback suddenly.

He opened the Meitu software in a daze, selected his painting, then enlarged the picture, called out a black brush, and carefully drew a pair of glasses on the prince's face.

……

Stop it.

Wu Zheng looked at the face in the picture that was very similar to Jiang Heng, and he was not in a good mood.

He didn't deliberately draw Jiang Heng's face, but subconsciously drew it according to what he thought was good-looking. As for why it came out like Jiang Heng...

This must be a symbol of the brutal exploitation and oppression of the vast toiling masses.

Wu Zheng silently put the painting "Night·Castle·The Second Prince·Jiang Heng and His Cousin" on the easel to dry before he went out to make up.

The next day, Wu Zheng slept until noon as usual, got up and marked all the news as read, but Jiang Heng still didn't look for him, which was also expected by Wu Zheng. After all, he had seen it before working overtime that day, and Jiang Heng didn't talk much when he was working. It's too bad.

Today I went to eat Thai-style hot pot. It is hot and sour with a touch of coconut fragrance. To be honest, it is not his taste, so I just eat it fresh.

But the Thai food is very beautiful, with orange soup, emerald green lemon slices, and fresh and appetizing prawns placed in the pot, Wu Zheng took a picture directly on the table and sent it to Jiang Heng.

This time, it took Jiang Heng more than an hour to return.

-Jiang Heng from Jiuyuan: I was in a meeting just now, so I'm a bit busy today.

-Inviolate: [Little raccoon hits people]

-Jiang Heng from the Jiuyuan: ...I have a meeting tonight, and you still hit someone.

-Inviolate: [little raccoon touches head]

In the evening, Wu Zheng continued to eat delicious food. This time, it was a newly opened one-person roast meat restaurant. It was a bit like the roast meat restaurant in Lonely Gourmet’s home. The small mesh grill pan and the exquisite stall looked quite special. .

Wu Zheng grilled two pieces of beef tongue and it tasted delicious. He put a few more pieces of meat on the baking tray and took a photo.

Just as he was about to send it to Jiang Heng, remembering what Jiang Heng said at noon, there would be a meeting tonight, Wu Zheng closed the message list again.

He added a small pot of sake, ate barbecue and drank some wine, very leisurely.

The air is intoxicatingly warm, and the Japanese decor is elegant and dark.The store plays pure music, and the voice of shakuhachi is ethereal and melodious.

Wu Zheng felt that he must be a little drunk.

If he wasn't drunk, why would he suddenly feel that taking annual leave is meaningless?