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Chang Song said with a smile, "He didn't say to make an appointment now, and after the game is launched, it will be customized with you, and the price is free for you to open."

Yu Ziqing guessed that the boss of the other party was still thinking of other ideas.

Before, she refused them to show up as the main beauties to cooperate with the publicity, but now she might want to do something wrong.

Always asked Chang Song to help her get in the way, she was a little embarrassed, so she said, "Give them my email."

She wants to see what they want to do.

Knowing that she was upset, Chang Song asked worriedly, "Sister, if you really don't want to answer, may I push it for you?"

"It's okay." Yu Ziqing smiled, "You don't need to worry about this matter, I will take care of it. You can go to work."

Chang Song looked at her back and sighed with admiration: "Idols are idols, they are too general."

Yu Ziqing found Fang Jue's studio. This is an independent five-story building. The first floor is a small exhibition hall. A competition is held in the school every year. The top [-] outstanding works will be displayed here until the second. He will be replaced only after the results of the year's competition come out.

The second, third, and fourth floors are public studios for students in the school, and they can come in at any time.

The fifth floor is Fang Jue's personal studio. Fang Jue paints here most of the time, and sometimes takes time to visit downstairs.

If any student is destined to be guided by him, he can enjoy the whole semester.

Yu Ziqing found a public bathroom, and took out three sets of paints and enlightenment pills from the system backpack.

She admired the paint admiringly for a while before putting it in the bag.

She carried the bag back to the small studio building, and just about to walk in, she heard a man's voice from behind, "Excuse me, are you..."

Yu Ziqing thought to herself, could it be that she was not allowed in because she didn't bring her ID?

When she turned around, she saw a handsome man.

She remembered that this person was Jiang Hongbo, Fang Jue's favorite student.

When I was in the art museum last time, I met him once, but maybe the other person didn't pay attention to me.

Jiang Hongbo stepped forward, showing a gentle smile, "Are you Junior Sister?"

He had seen the Lan Wanhe painted by the teacher too many times, and copied it himself, so he recognized the girl who resembled Lan Wanhe at a glance.

"Little Junior Sister?" Yu Ziqing was a little surprised when she heard this title, but later realized that she was already Fang Jue's student, and indeed Jiang Hongbo's Junior Sister.

Yu Ziqing smiled and stretched out her right hand, "Hi, I'm Yu Ziqing."

Jiang Hongbo shook hands with her lightly, then let go immediately, behaved politely, elegantly, and said with a smile, "Ever since the teacher came back from the art gallery, he has been thinking about you, saying why you haven't come to him yet."

"I'm still worried that you will regret not learning painting from him. If he knows that you are here, he must be very happy."

Yu Ziqing also smiled and said, "I'm a bit busy these days, is Master Fang in the studio now?"

Jiang Hongbo smiled gently, "Why are you still called Master Fang? I will change my name to Teacher in the future."

Yu Ziqing smiled and nodded.

She just hasn't gotten used to it yet, and her idol has become her teacher.

Jiang Hongbo said with a smile, "The teacher hasn't come back yet, do you want to go directly to the fifth floor and sit around?"

Without waiting for Yu Ziqing to ask, he introduced in a considerate manner, "My name is Jiang Hongbo, you can call me Big Brother. The teacher has been teaching in the school for decades, but he doesn't recruit many direct disciples, including you. There are ten. I will introduce you to the eight senior brothers and sisters when I have a chance to meet."

"I'm also a teacher at the school. I'm on duty today. Come to the studio to see what questions those children have and help them."

In Yu Ziqing's heart, school is a very sacred place.

In particular, Jiangcheng Academy of Fine Arts is one of the art palaces in China.

She really wanted to feel the atmosphere, so she said, "Brother, can you please show me around?"

Jiang Hongbo's smile bloomed, soft like the warm sun, "What's the trouble, let's go."

After turning around, Yu Ziqing envied these students very much.

In such a pure and beautiful environment, you can do what you like quietly without distractions.

There is nothing more blissful than this.

However, she didn't know that she had become the focus of the whole building.

All the students were as quiet as chickens on the surface, and they seemed to be concentrating on painting, but in fact, they had long since lost their mind to paint.

"Who is this? It can't be Teacher Jiang's girlfriend, right? Don't. Teacher Jiang is the white moonlight of all the girls in our school. Don't shatter our illusions!"

"I don't think so. They seem to have a sense of distance. They should not be acquaintances."

"Could it be a new teacher from our school?"

"Looking at his young age, isn't he a student?"

The girls whispered for a while, and the boys were ready to move.

"If she is really a student, then I will announce that from now on, the position of school belle of Jiangcheng Academy of Fine Arts will be changed."

"Yes, Du Weiwei is quite beautiful, but I'm sorry, this beauty is more beautiful and has more temperament."

"Do you think she looks familiar?"

at this time.

A call came from Jiang Hongbo's mobile phone. He pointed to an empty seat not far away and said in a low voice, "That's my usual seat. You can go over and sit for a while. I'll be right back after I answer the call."

He thought for a while, and then explained, "Maybe there is news about the teacher's painting."

Yu Ziqing nodded, "Okay, go get busy."

She went to the seat and sat down, took out her mobile phone and looked at it. Chang Song sent a message saying that she had given her email to the game company.

He Xuanchen even posted a circle of friends.

But the content is just an unpredictable expression - a kitchen knife.

Yu Ziqing frowned when he saw it. This man's whole body, from the inside to the outside, was filled with a violent murderous intent.

I don't know who messed with him again.

However, she felt that this expression was very artificial, making He Xuanchen seem childish.

at this time.

The originally quiet studio was suddenly disturbed by a burst of unscrupulous conversation.

"Weiwei, calm down. Chang Song is that kind of virtue. If he doesn't like you, it's his loss. You are so good, and you are still the school belle of our Jiangcheng Academy of Fine Arts. Boys who are better than him are waiting in line for you to pick! "The boy was wearing a clean school uniform, holding a strawberry ice cream in one hand, and pointing at Du Weiwei with a small electric fan in the other, blowing her air.

Du Weiwei sat back in her seat and gave him a disgusted look, "What do you know? How can those people compare with Chang Song?"

A trace of disbelief appeared on the boy's face, "What's so great about Chang Song, he didn't finish college well, and dropped out of school to open a studio in order to earn some bad money. It's just a small workshop, and it won't make a big impact."

Du Weiwei glared at him, "He is amazing in my eyes! Get out of here! Don't make me angry."

The boy said courteously, "It's a hot day, eat the ice cream quickly, let's cool down and paint again."

Du Weiwei took it angrily, gnashing her teeth while eating.

Thinking of Chang Song chatting and laughing with other girls, but avoiding her like a disaster, he panicked.

After she finished eating the ice cream, she roughly arranged her painting materials. Suddenly, she glanced and found a figure.

She stood up abruptly, and walked towards Yu Ziqing angrily.