lion in august

Zhang Dajun spread his legs apart like those old men, sitting upright, his old-fashioned appearance made people feel uncomfortable. He took the first draft without looking up, showing no respect at all.

Even though the partner frowned slightly, Yan Banxia still saw it and thought something was wrong. She hurriedly made the first draft in the morning, because there was a resentment towards Zhang Dajun and Gu Zi in her heart. The color schemes of the photos all use black, white and gray that do not stimulate the appetite at all. The styles of the ten pictures are indeed different, but the color schemes of the ten pictures look very gloomy.

Gu Zi said contemptuously: "As a layman, I know that bright red and yellow are the most appetizing colors."

"This is the first draft of the milk tea shop poster you made?" Zhang Dajun raised his head and glanced at Yan Banxia who was sitting across from him with his head down. desktop, and then squeezed the space between his brows, pretending to be embarrassed, and said strangely, "Your working ability is only like this?"

Yan Banxia didn't answer, but still lowered his head.

The partner was also a little surprised. The ten posters had different styles and were all excellent. Even if Yan Banxia was angry, she shouldn't have chosen black, white and gray for food-related posters.

"I paid the deposit, and I am now your Party A." Zhang Dajun sneered, and said, "I will let you keep revising the manuscript, and I will torture you to death."

"You overstepped."

The partner who had been silent all this time gave a quick laugh and spoke, which made Yan Banxia look up in shock, and stammered to explain.

The partner raised his hand and refused to let Yan Banxia explain that if there were only three of them in the studio, no matter whether the design was good or bad, they could discuss and revise it calmly. It was not the partner who was cruel and refused to help Yan Banxia To put it bluntly, in my heart, the partner must still be partial to Yan Banxia, ​​but in front of clients, if they overprotect their own children, they will only be used as excuses to carry out negative publicity on the studio.

The right to speak about the manuscript is in the hands of Si Nanxing and Yan Banxia, ​​but it is the responsibility of the partners to protect the interests of the studio.

"I don't need your explanation."

The partner leaned forward, frowning tightly, resting his hands on the table, looking at Yan Banxia with a little disappointment.As long as the partner has a black face, his aura will become extremely aggressive. He got up and walked to Yan Banxia, ​​holding a draft of a poster with one hand and shaking it in front of her.

"Summer, this is not a university, and I'm not a professor. You don't need to explain to me. You are working now, not designing some ordinary works in the ivory tower of the school."

"I'm just..." Yan Banxia knew that he was wrong, and that his emotions affected his work, which is a big taboo. "Sir, I'm sorry."

"I don't want your explanation, let alone your apology."

"Then, I... I can resign."

"Yan Banxia, ​​what nonsense are you talking about!" Si Nanxing strode forward, protecting Yan Banxia behind her. She understood that the partner did this for the sake of the studio, but she couldn't bear the tone of his partner talking to Yan Banxia so heavy. "gentlemen!"

The partner also regretted in his heart that he had spoken too seriously, Yan Banxia's state was not right, he could tell, otherwise she would never have designed ten first drafts of black, white and gray colors for the milk tea shop with her ability.

Zhang Dajun is in a good mood, as long as Yan Banxia is unhappy, he will be happy.He explained that he would come back to the studio tomorrow, and ordered Yan Banxia to design ten first drafts with active color schemes according to his request, and then left with Gu Zi proudly.

The partner watched Zhang Dajun and Gu Zi walk out of the studio completely, and immediately came back to his senses, a pair of beautiful dark green eyes full of worry.

Si Nanxing has already explained to Yan Banxia, ​​and Yan Banxia can also understand the partner's approach, but the partner's words are too sharp, she does have shortcomings in design, others use Photoshop for design, she prefers Use Indesign like no other.

"Summer, now it's my turn to apologize to you." The partner went to sit down next to Yan Banxia, ​​and comforted him softly, "There are too many people outside staring at our studio for mistakes, and they can't wait for us to come from heaven in the next second. Falling into hell, the studio can't produce bad works, this is also a test of your and Star's ability as designers."

Yan Banxia couldn't hold back the hiccups, her shoulders shook, she felt a little hypocritical in her heart, and her ears were flushed red from embarrassment.When the partner saw it, he couldn't help laughing, thinking that she was still a child after all, and what he said just now was indeed too hurtful.

"Summer, do you want to be recognized?"

"I think!" Yan Banxia's eyes were bright, she looked at her partner firmly, and said, "Even though Mr. doesn't want my apology, I still have to solemnly say again, I'm sorry. I'm sorry because of my emotions. It has affected the work, and I will definitely make a satisfactory first draft tomorrow."

"Don't be angry with those two people, just concentrate on designing the first draft, and ignore what they say." The partner took out an orange lollipop and handed it to Yan Banxia. "Eat something sweet and be happy."

In the afternoon, a client that Yan Banxia was very familiar with came to the studio - she was her professor at the university, a very naughty old urchin.

The professor did not expect that his favorite student turned out to be the designer of this famous design studio recently. He hugged Yan Banxia happily and told his partner that all her manuscripts were designed by Yan Banxia.

Yan Banxia was flattered, and said a little unconfidently: "Professor, IamjustanAssistantDesigner..."

"I believe in you, obey, and go ahead."

The school is an ivory tower, but the manager of the ivory tower, the professor, came to cheer up Yan Banxia. Her words undoubtedly gave Yan Banxia the confidence that no matter how he used it, it seemed to be endless.

During the four years of college, almost all design classes of Yan Banxia were taught by this professor. The professor watched her grow up, and her design style became more and more mature. After talking about the two requirements of simplicity and warmth, he simply let go of his hands completely and let Yan Banxia play freely.

The professor's arrival reminded Yan Banxia that there was a beautiful and tall Christmas tree near her university, which was definitely not inferior to the Internet-famous Christmas tree in Rockefeller Center, which competed to be punched every Christmas.

"I don't know if the Christmas tree has been moved. After get off work, I will take you to see near my university?"

"Are you in a good mood?"

Si Nanxing stretched out his hand to rub Yan Banxia's natural curls, and she looked over with displeasure with her round rabbit eyes.

"My hair is going to be messed up by you."

Si Nanxing withdrew his hand helplessly, thinking that she still cared so much about her hairstyle, it seemed that she was in a better mood.

After get off work, the leaden sky began to snow profusely. Si Nanxing didn't have an umbrella in his car, so he took one from the studio.

Yan Banxia, ​​who is emotionally capricious, hates her Cancerian traits very much. She stared at the dull sky, and her heart soon became dull. When eating, she had no appetite for her favorite pasta, so she ate two small bites. Say you want to see the Christmas tree.

Si Nanxing was distressed that she didn't eat much, so she asked the waiter to pack a seafood noodle. On the way to the university, Si Nanxing was responsible for driving, and would remind her from time to time who was in a daze while eating.

Si Nanxing parked the car in the parking lot two intersections in front of the university, paid the parking fee, and stood outside the passenger door with his umbrella open.

Yan Banxia gave Si Nanxing one of the two coats she was wearing. She went out this morning and checked the weather forecast. She said that the temperature was getting warmer, so instead of wearing a long down jacket, she changed into two long coats of the same thickness. It's snowing and windy, and Sinanxing's stinky lion isn't wearing much thick clothes.

"Xia Xia, take the umbrella first." Si Nanxing took off the hair rope tied around his wrist, casually grabbed his hair, and neatly curled a somewhat messy bun, exposing the ears on both sides. It didn't take a while It turns red.

"Are you... are you really stupid?" Yan Banxia covered one of her ears with distress. "It's snowing, and I tied my hair up."

Si Nanxing shrugged his nose at her disapprovingly, then buttoned up all the buttons of the long coat, and the collar instantly turned into a warm scarf to protect his neck. "Who are you calling stupid? With your hair spread out like yours, you can't even button your long coat? Do you want your neck to be cold or your ears to be cold? Anyway, I would rather my ears be colder."

"I'm afraid of the cold, so I think...it's better not to be cold."

"It's not cold in winter, do you live in North America or Africa."

Si Nanxing held an umbrella with his right hand, and put his left hand around Yan Banxia's shoulder. Yan Banxia was happy to be at ease, with his hands in his warm pockets, snuggling into Sinanxing's arms.

The two walked in unison, stepping out their left foot together, and retracting their right foot together. There were only two pairs of neat footprints on the snow-covered road.

"I see, I'm stupid, and you are also stupid. It's snowing heavily, and we still come to see the Christmas tree."

The Christmas tree is five or six stories high, surrounded by knee-high white fences. It is a beautiful tower-shaped fir, with needles and leaves covered with fluffy snow, and pure white lights wrapped around the tree. There are also many three-dimensional multi-pointed stars of different sizes, starting from the center of the star, sending soft warm light to each pointed corner.

Si Nanxing didn't express her opinion on the foolishness of the two of them. She lowered the umbrella slowly, and the dim street lights cast a shadow on them.

"Why don't you speak?"

"Want to know?"

Si Nanxing was taller than Yan Banxia, ​​but she leaned against Yan Banxia's shoulder in a very dependent posture, and whispered in Yan Banxia's ear with a light smile.Yan Banxia couldn't do anything about being troubled by her, and she was willing to spoil her even if they were still outside, she narrowed her eyes with a smile, and tilted her head to kiss Si Nanxing.

The pitch-black umbrella was gradually covered by the falling snow as white as pear blossoms, and the whistling wind sounded in my ears, but they were still lingering under the umbrella.

Yan Banxia held the umbrella handle in both hands, and stared at Si Nanxing who was standing tiptoe to toe with her eyes bent. Now it was Sinanxing's turn to put her hands in her warm pockets, but she was carrying Yan Banxia At first glance, it looked like Si Nanxing was hugging Yan Banxia.

Si Nanxing tilted his head and smiled mischievously.

"Why don't you speak again?"

"Because I still want to kiss you."

Si Nanxing's right hand caressed Yan Banxia's left ear and kept rubbing it. Yan Banxia was afraid of ticklish, so he hid back, but she grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him back.Then, Sinanxing's right hand slowly slid upwards, holding the back of Yan Banxia's head, and approached with a gentle smile. When their foreheads touched, Sinanxing's smile remained undiminished, and he bowed his head and kissed Pinellia's eyebrows, and then embraced and kissed her warmly among the snowflakes flying all over the sky and the stars of the Christmas tree, as if they were not satisfied or satisfied.

I've never seen someone break up and get back together as greasy as they are.

This was Xing Yi's most honest evaluation when she mentioned Yan Banxia and Si Nanxing many years later.

It happened that a foreign grandmother passed by holding her mobile phone, her silver hair was gently raised in the wind. The old lady was wearing a long down jacket wrapped from neck to ankle, a pair of round-frame glasses, and her gloves had already rolled up. The cotton ball, her back has also bent down, but it did not prevent her from still walking gracefully, nor did it prevent her from humming sweetly the love song she had with her husband back then.

Even though the grandmother was in her forties 30 years ago, because of her husband's doting, she always lived like a young girl who was always pursuing romance.

"Whereever you go, whatever you do, I will be right here waiting for you."

The grandma's husband appeared around the corner holding two cups of hot coffee, and with a wrinkled smile on his face, he pulled her over and held his arm. He sang along with the grandma: "Whatever it takes, orhow my heart breaks, I will be right here waiting for you."

The softest part of the heart was touched by the nostalgic classic love song, Si Nanxing and Yan Banxia both thought of the ring they had hidden somewhere at home, maybe it was time to take it out.

It was a pair of rings bought by Si Nanxing online before Yan Banxia went abroad to study. There were words engraved on the inside of the ring. Back then, Sinanxing warned Yan Banxia viciously, "You don't need to wear the ring, but you must always carry it with you. I care about you." Wear it with the necklace in your pocket.”

It's just that six years have passed, and no one dares to keep this ring that testifies to the sincerity with him at all times, so he has to find a place to hide it at home and wait patiently for the day when he finds out the ring and wears it.

The inside of Yan Banxia's ring is engraved with "Star", and the inside of Si Nanxing's ring is engraved with "Summer".

After six years of waiting, the engraved words have never been blurred, and the engraved words are still there, which shows that this feeling is as sincere and hot as the engraved words. I have to say that waiting is really a very beautiful word. This feeling did not fade away due to the long wait, but instead settled down, becoming more mellow and precious.

Waiting is a gift time bestows on them.