President, give me back my body!

"OK, no problem."

Song Huaijin took a pen and began to draw on the manuscript, and he quickly drew the outline of a child.

The next step is to add bricks and tiles to him.

He first drew a set of small shirts on the models.Then draw a tie.

Ruan Yu nodded in satisfaction beside her.

It seems that the study these days has not been in vain.He finally understood the way of perspective painting.

I still remember that she was always in Song Huaijin's ear, telling him earnestly that painting is to paint in the order of wearing clothes, and then erase.

This is the most novice way of painting.

After a while, a set of children's suits was designed.

It seems that this painting style perfectly inherits the essence of Ruan Yu.

A small blue blazer with a white shirt and a short tie.

A pair of suit shorts, white stockings and small leather shoes.

The folds of the suit are natural, the shades of the color and the angle of lighting are acceptable, the leather shoes reflect light, and the shadow of the model, these details are also noticed.

Great, although the style is very ordinary, but at least it is qualified to complete the task.

"Yes, today's exam is better than your previous one."

"Yes, I also think the children's clothes painted today are relatively ordinary, and the colorful clothes I painted before are more beautiful."

"What, are you still thinking about those colorful things?"

Ruan Yu's temper almost flared up again.

"What I teach you is to let you express the effect through painting. It's not just drawing casually according to your personality."

"What I draw can also reflect emotion. I think this is right."

Song Huaijin said.

"Then tell me about it. What kind of painting method and composition do you draw."

"This is the composition. In fact, you don't have to think about these rigid ways. As long as you draw according to your ideas and express what you want to express according to your meaning, it is actually established."

"I never taught you that."

"This is what my former teacher taught. That's what he said. You can express what you like. If you can express what you want, you can overcome his structure."

"Who was your former teacher. Let him come out and meet me."

Ruan Yu said.

"It's me, poof."

Song Huaijin suppressed a smile, burst out suddenly, and pretended to be serious again.

This successfully made Ruan Yu laugh.

Song Huaijin, who had committed crimes, was severely beaten.

He covered his face: "Don't slap your face, don't slap your face! Don't break my wife's face."

The faces of the two were filled with joy.
"Since you passed the exam this time! I'll treat you to a restaurant for lunch!"

Ruan Yu's face was drawn very long: "Hmph, if you invite me to eat dumplings, I will forgive you."

"Okay, let's eat dumplings today!"

They drove to Bjin Dumpling Restaurant.

This store can be said to be Ruan Yu's childhood memories. The store is not very big, only a small two-story building.

This is a time-honored restaurant, even the money collector at the front desk is the same person, nothing has changed, the old tables and stools are still the same.

On the street in a semi-basement.Ruan Yu fell here when she was a child.

"Boss, two corn and pork dumplings!"

Song Huaijin yelled in a familiar tone the dumplings she loved since she was a child.

"Okay, little sister, have you brought your boyfriend?"

The proprietress said to Song Huaijin.

"Yes, this is my husband."

"No, four servings!"

Ruan Yu said.

"Have you eaten that much?"

Song Huaijin had never eaten so many dumplings before going out.

"No, I've never been able to finish eating before, but when I was a child, I was very envious of customers who could order four servings. Now, your body can finally fulfill this dream that I have wanted to fulfill since I was a child!"

They sat in the corner where Ruan Yu often sat.

The dumplings came up, still steaming hot.

They ate dumplings quietly.

The taste is still the same, even the price of a dumpling has not changed.

Not many people come here to eat, and few people will go to such a corner for lunch.

"How is it, is it delicious?"

Ruan Yu asked Song Huaijin.

"Delicious. You have grown from small to big things, can you not eat them?"

Song Huaijin nodded in satisfaction.

And the weight of a dumpling feels more.

It was the proprietress who secretly added weight.

"You recklessly increase the amount of other customers!"

The aunt in the kitchen was complaining in the kitchen.

"Keep your voice down, don't make noise here!"

"What are you doing! I can't tell you yet! You have worked here for more than ten years, and you don't know how bad the business here is. You didn't have enough money for materials to pay for your money, and now you have to add ingredients to others! You really think this The restaurant is yours alone!"

Song Huaijin looked back.In front of the counter in the distance, the kitchen aunt went outside and quarreled with the proprietress.

"What are you doing! Why are you arguing! What's wrong with me adding some dumplings to my boyfriend! It's not your money!"

"What! This restaurant is run by everyone! What are you doing here, old egg! You have the ability to do it alone! Anyway, there is no money, so there is no need to pay us wages!"

The lady in the kitchen was making a lot of noise, people passing by and some customers in the restaurant were watching.

"You are stingy!"

"I'm just stingy, how can you be so generous! The whole shop will accompany you to drink the northwest wind!"

This clerk is no longer the clerk ten years ago.

This dumpling shop was opened by the proprietress and the boss together.

But a few years ago, the boss passed away suddenly, leaving the proprietress alone to run the store.But she was too old to take care of her alone, so she invited her aunt to come over and jointly open the store with a joint venture.

"What's wrong."

"It seems that there is a quarrel in the store again because of the ingredients. In the past, grandma always secretly added a few to my portion. But this time, maybe auntie can't get used to it?"

"The grandfather who opened the store before also passed away. Although grandma's son is also working in other places, it may be to give grandpa a sustenance, so she has kept the store open until now."

There was a lot of noise outside.

The kitchen aunt didn't budge, she just started yelling.

She went to grandma's counter, trying to open the counter drawer to get the money.

"What are you doing! Don't move!"

"I want to get my money back! You must have secretly hidden money here without telling me!"

Ruan Yu walked up and grabbed Auntie's hand.

"What are you doing, kid!"

"Auntie, it's not easy for grandma to open this store. I have been eating here since I was a child, and grandma watched me grow up! If you do something to grandma, you are doing it to my grandma."

"It's up to you! She just accommodates the regular customers like this, and no one will remember her! And she will lose her own money! I can't let her keep doing this!"

The proprietress sat on the counter without saying anything, with her head down, very sad.

On the glass window of the counter, there is still a photo of the boss, which is a black and white photo of the two when they were young.

"It's because grandma has always been such a person that you came to help her, didn't you?"