your voice is delicious

In the middle of the meal, Wen Jian hugged his panda headgear and wanted to run away.

"Mr. Mu, my sister is still waiting for me at home, so I'm leaving first."

Mu Lin was well aware of the situation at Wen Jian's house, so he nodded and said, "Go."

"Grandma, Brother Tang, I'm leaving, goodbye~" Wen Jian was still a polite child, but only Yao Lin was missed, and someone angrily complained to Mu Linshen again.

"Brother Shen, if the little devil is not disciplined well now, it will be even more difficult to discipline in the future!"

Mu Lin gave him a deep white look, "Why are you serious with the child?"

Besides, it's the weekend, and he doesn't want to waste energy on other people's affairs.

After dinner, Yao Lin took his grandma back to the island, and Mu Linshen drove them to the pier.

Tang Tang consciously picked up the rabbit headgear and was about to run away.

"Brother Shen, Lin Zi, then I'll go back first."

"Goodbye, grandma, I will go to the island to see you next time."

However, before he could move his legs, Mu Lin grabbed his back by the collar.

Tang Tang could only turn his head back, the man glanced at him lightly and said, "Get in the car."

After Mu Linshen sent Yao Lin and grandma to the pier first, he asked the address of the person on the co-pilot.

Tang Tang lowered his head and whispered: "Opposite the No. [-] Primary School."

Mu Lin frowned deeply: "Where do you live?"

Tang Tang replied hesitantly: "My studio is there."

Answering irrelevant questions, the man was a little suspicious, but he still sent the man to the destination.

"Brother Shen, thank you for sending me back, goodbye." After arriving at the place, Tang Tang hurriedly got out of the car with his things, wanting the other party to leave quickly.

Unexpectedly, Mu Linshen asked again: "Where is the parking lot?"

"The parking lot is...at the corner in front." As soon as Tang Tang finished speaking, Mu Linshen drove forward, leaving him standing on the side of the road blankly, not knowing whether to wait for the man to come back or just leave.

Five minutes later, Mu Linshen came back, and when he saw the person obediently waiting for him by the side of the road, the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

"Let's go, let me see your painstaking masterpiece."

These words sound inexplicably ironic to Tang Tang, after all, his studio has not even recruited a single student.

Since the other party said so, he had no choice but to lead the person back to the "Meng Guo Guo Eman House".

The studio on the side of the street does not have a lot of space, but although the sparrow is small, it has everything you need.

Tang Tang took out Sprite from the small refrigerator and handed it to Mu Linshen.

"Thank you." After the man took it, he took a look at the environment of the studio. In all fairness, although the decoration of the facilities looked new, there was no unpleasant smell of paint in the air.

Presumably, in terms of painting, I chose a better quality paint.

In the center of the studio is a long table, on which are some simple painting tools such as pen holders and colored pens.

There are easels suitable for children around, and the round stools are also small and cute.

The wall is painted lotus root pink, and there are some picture frames with watercolor paintings hanging on it, which looks very small, fresh and childlike.

Tang Tang also thoughtfully prepared a snack and drink area for the children. There are two baskets full of white rabbit toffee and cute animal biscuits on the square table near the front desk.

The size of the studio itself is not large, but it is well-arranged and does not appear crowded.

Mu Lin said deeply: "You have done a very comprehensive job."

"…Um."

Tang Tang did his best and tried his best to choose the best hardware and software, but no children came to try the class, no matter how good or perfect it is, it is meaningless.

Mu Lin could see that someone looked a bit disappointed, so he didn't say anything.

After he finished drinking Sprite, he threw the empty bottle into a new trash can, and then said: "Let's go, I'll take you home."

"Ah? No...no need." Tang Tang waved his hand immediately, and said with a nervous expression: "Brother Shen, you can go back by yourself, I...I have to stay in the studio to deal with some work."

Mu Linshen frowned again, "It's past ten o'clock, and you still have to work?"

Tang Tang nodded guiltily.

"Okay, where is the bathroom, I'll go first for convenience."

"Just to the left of the front desk."

Tang Tang breathed a sigh of relief when Mu Lin went deep into the bathroom. He hurriedly hid the rolled floor mat in the corner. Fortunately, his brother didn't find it, otherwise he wouldn't know how to explain it.

However, after all the calculations, Tang Tang still leaked his feet.

Mu Linshen came out of the bathroom with an uncertain expression.

"What... what's wrong?" Tang Tang was inexplicably uneasy.

"Your bathroom...the personal toiletries are quite complete." Mu Lin said deeply.

Tang Tang thought badly, he forgot to take away the personal items in the bathroom.

At this moment, I can only bite the bullet and say nonsense: "I... like to be clean. I often wash several times a day, so... I put a spare set of toiletries in the studio."

Tang Tang, who made up this lie, didn't believe it himself.

"Oh?" Mu Lin raised the corners of his mouth deeply, and took out a pair of white underwear from behind, "Then what do you say?"

"Washing underwear in the studio? Teacher Tang, you look a little perverted."

"Give...Give me!" Tang Tang stepped forward and snatched his underwear, and said with shame on his face: "You are a pervert! Take...take other people's underwear..."

Now he can't speak clearly with ten mouths.

It’s fine to have toiletries in the studio, but there are also things like underwear... It’s really daydream.

Even before this student was recruited, he was mistaken for a pervert.

Mu Linshen recovered his indifferent expression, and said affirmatively, "You live in the studio."

Tang Tang: "..."

"Since you want to develop in City X for a long time, why not rent a house?"

Tang Tang lowered his head and didn't want to answer the other party's question.

What else could it be?I have no money.

Mu Lin frowned deeply, looking at the person in front of him.

He is obviously a young master raised by a wealthy family from the inside out, how could he be wronged to live in the studio at night?

unless……

"You came here secretly? Your parents don't agree with you?" Mu Linshen has been reprimanding students ever since he became a teacher.

"No!" Tang Tang raised his head, his little face was a little red and said: "They knew that they gave me a start-up fund..."

"But I didn't use that money!" He stared at Mu Linshen, his face couldn't help becoming arrogant, "The money I used to run the studio was all the royalties I earned before."

Mu Linshen: "...So you are so downcast that you don't even have the money to rent a house?"

"Then...then you haven't started making money yet."

He originally planned to wrong himself here before the operation of the studio got on the right track.

Anyway, it can shelter from the wind and rain, but it is a little uncomfortable to sleep at night, and the other is not bad.

But unexpectedly, this embarrassment was pierced by Mu Linshen.

Tang Tang was embarrassed and wanted to cry.

The man on the opposite side sighed lightly and said, "Tang Tang, why bother?"

The aggrieved person sniffed, his eyes red like a bunny.

He said: "I just want to prove to you that I can run a studio by myself."

Since coming to X City in August, Tang Tang has suffered from insomnia every night.

He had to face many problems alone. Seeing him as a young man who seemed to understand nothing, the painters deliberately replaced the good paint with other brands.

After being accidentally discovered by Tang Tang, they bullied the less with more, and said outrageously and unreasonably that they would not do it without extra money.

At that time, he was really isolated and helpless, but fortunately he was rational and said that they would call 110 if they dared to come.

Seeing that they couldn't get any oil and water, the painters walked away, and walked away with a few barrels of paint bought by Tang Tang.

That night, he was so angry that he went to the outpatient clinic to hang up the water all night. After he felt comfortable, he started looking for a regular painting company.

In order to reduce labor costs, the painters found on the side of the road are extremely unreliable. After Tang Tang encountered this kind of thing once, he would never do it again.

After learning a lot, he learned many things by himself. He stayed in the studio every day and looked at an empty house with nothing, and it gradually became what he dreamed of.

No matter how hard and tired he was during the period, he did not shed a single tear.

But now facing Mu Linshen's doubts, he felt very sad.

Tears couldn't help falling, Tang Tang hurriedly turned her back, and said in a choked tone: "I'm sorry...I'm just recently...a little stressed."

He wiped his face carelessly with both hands, but his face became more and more wet.

Tang Tang hates what he is like now, and cries at every turn, no wonder his brother looks down on him.

"Sometimes I really don't understand your brain circuit." The person behind said.

"Come on, go to my house."

After being pushed onto the co-pilot, Tang Tang couldn't drop the pearls, but he felt embarrassed.

I wanted to say that it would be fine for me to spend the night in the studio, but when I opened my mouth, my nose felt sour.

In the end, he was taken home by the man.

Mu Linshen took out a set of quilts from the closet and put them on the sofa in the living room. Tang Tang originally thought he was going to sleep here, but the other party pushed him into the master bedroom.

"Brother...Brother Shen, I'll sleep on the sofa."

His answer was the door closing with a bang.

This is Tang Tang's second time sleeping in this bedroom, thinking of the night he slept last time...he couldn't help but blush.

There is still his watercolor portrait on the wall. After seeing this painting, my mood gradually calmed down.

This is my brother's room, and the room smells like my brother's.

He took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, buried his head in the pillow, and couldn't help laughing.

Tang Tang has rarely had a good night's sleep these days.

Mu Linshen had already gone out when he got up, and there was a note left on the table.

"I went to school. There are steamed stuffed buns and polenta warm in the kitchen pot, and there are side dishes in the refrigerator. Remember to eat them when you wake up."

It was such a lovely morning.

Tang Tang drank the porridge and felt warm in his heart.

He cheered himself up in his heart, thinking about going to the publicity studio at the entrance of the elementary school today, and if he couldn't do it, he would visit several kindergartens to see if there were any opportunities for cooperation.

However, before the meal was finished, he hurried back to the studio when he saw the new WeChat message on his phone.

Maybe luck is when you get everything ready, it arrives on schedule.

On WeChat, two parents asked if they could visit the studio today.

The two mothers arrived at the studio almost at the same time, each holding a 4-year-old child by the hand.

Neither a man nor a woman like to talk.

After communicating, I found out that these two children are unwilling to go to kindergarten, they are introverted and do not like to talk, and they are usually more interested in painting.

The two mothers are both office workers and don't have much time to watch their children, so they want to leave the children here to learn painting during the day and pick them up at night.

"No problem, you can let the babies try the class first."

Tang Tang, one in each hand, led the two children to sit at the long table.