Everyday heroes

Chapter 294

Guan Lang and Qin Yanxi chatted for a while on the phone.

But because Qin Yanxi had to go to work in the afternoon, she didn't chat for long.

After hanging up the phone, Guan Lang was slightly taken aback, feeling that something was wrong.

correct!

Didn't you say to teach her to swim?

Why did it suddenly look like a family going out for the Dragon Boat Festival?

Although, he also likes this feeling.

Go out and play with people who know each other well, and the lively and festive atmosphere will be even more lively.

Yesterday there were still two related books on animation design process and principles to be read.

Guan Lang lay on the sofa, flipping the pages of the book lightly.

In the quiet living room, there is only the crisp sound of pages being flipped.

Reading books related to painting will not seem very boring, and it is much easier than reading some books on architectural history.

After reading the two books, his skill level of original animation drawing has been raised to level 1 (4/5).

Just by reading a few books, his skill level experience has increased a lot.

He is about to reach level 2. According to his understanding, the drawing level of animation original painting at level 2 should be equivalent to the level of those weaker original artists.

The level 3 is the backbone of the original painting, and the level 4 is the level of a famous original artist in the industry.

Level 2 can already be regarded as a weak professional level to some extent.

And he has approached this level just by reading a few books, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has made rapid progress.

What he lacks now is the experience of actually participating in animation production, the learning of more skills and the observation of human body dynamics.

Putting down the book, he felt that his understanding of the original painting had deepened a bit.

The doorbell rang outside.

Guan Lang trotted over and opened the door.

Qin Yanxi was standing outside the door, carrying a big bag with some difficulty in her hands.

Affected by the weight of the bag, her body unconsciously tilted to one side at several angles.

Guan Lang took the bag, lifted it lightly in his hand and weighed it a few times.

"So heavy? Doing so much?" Guan Lang said with emotion, while leading Qin Yanxi into the living room.

A white figure suddenly jumped to his feet.

Guan Lang looked down at the staring Qianqiu, a little speechless.

Does this little guy have a dog nose?As soon as there is a smell of food, they immediately rush to it.

Does it know what this is?
"Qianqiu, come give my sister a hug." Qin Yanxi leaned over and wanted to pick Qianqiu up from the ground.

Unexpectedly, Qianqiu dexterously jumped, stepped on her shoulder and jumped onto Guan Lang's shoulder in an instant, the cat's paw gently greeted the bag in Guan Lang's hand.

"It smells so good!" Guan Lang also sniffed lightly through the bag.

A fragrance of zong leaves and sweet fragrance of glutinous rice, light yellow and pork belly are wafting out.

Swallowing his saliva, Guan Lang felt his appetite whetted even though it was cold and hadn't been heated.

She really deserved to be the woman he guessed had the fourth-level culinary skills, and her cooking skills were really extraordinary.

"I'll cook some first." Guan Lang, whose stomach couldn't help but growl, walked towards the kitchen with the bag in his hand.

Qin Yanxi took advantage of the momentum and hugged Qianqiu who was put back on the sofa by Guan Lang.

Let's say she was the owner who had fed it cat food for three days, and she could barely hold it for a while.

She sat on the sofa and looked around the living room.

She didn't come to Guan Lang's place that many times, but the close relationship between the two of them wouldn't make her restrained.

The first thing I noticed was that the hygiene in the apartment was appallingly clean.

She vaguely remembered that during the three days when Qianqiu lived in her place, cat fur could be seen everywhere on the floor and on the sofa.

But in Guan Lang's living room, except for a few white hairs left on the place where Qianqiu was lying just now, there is no hair anywhere else, and there is no visible dust or shoe print stains on the floor.

Even the dust on some corners is terribly small.

Looking at the spotless and hygienic situation, she couldn't help but think of a sentence: The boy's house is clean and smelly, he is either a fake girl or a gay.

bah bah bah!
She covered her cheeks and shook her head quickly, throwing out the terrible thoughts in her mind.

It's all prejudice.

Yes, prejudice.

If Guan Lang knew that Qin Yanxi had slandered him in his heart before, he would have been depressed for a long time.

He was thinking that she was coming to the house, so he deliberately used Tai Chi to clean up the house, so as to give people a good impression.

Guan Lang in the kitchen rubbed his hands eagerly waiting for the steamed rice dumplings to come out of the pot.

The mist with the smell of zong leaves gradually filled the entire apartment.

Smelling the strong aroma of rice dumplings, he gradually felt the inner flavor of the Dragon Boat Festival in the misty water vapor.

On May [-]th, it is Duanyang, the door is filled with moxa, the house is full of incense, rice dumplings are eaten, sugar is sprinkled, and the dragon boat is launched into the water.

Guan Lang was a picky eater when he was a child, and he didn't eat a little bit of fat meat, except for the pork belly in the rice dumplings.

He later analyzed the reasons behind it, and felt that it might be because he was too naive to eat in a hurry when he was a child, and he didn't notice the fat mixed in it. After he knew it later, he got used to it. In the final analysis, he was still hypocritical.

Guan Lang lifted the pot, and the steam was steaming towards his face.

Carrying a bunch of tied triangular rice dumplings on a plate, she walked out of the living room with a happy smile.

"Sister Xi, steam the zongzi." Before he finished speaking, he swallowed it slowly.

Because he noticed that Qin Yanxi had fallen asleep on the sofa at some time.

And Qian Qiu also curled up into a ball and fell asleep beside her.

"Are you too tired?"

Guan Lang thought that the zongzi she brought him weighed more than ten kilograms.

Don't know how long it will take just to pack?
Gently place the dish on the table.

Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, Guan Lang didn't have the heart to wake her up, but quietly went to the closet in the room and took a clean spare thin quilt and covered her lightly.

Gently dragging the back of her head, with a very light movement, he stuffed the pillow behind her head.

Speaking of which, this was the first time he saw Qin Yanxi's sleeping posture.

Feel it, very quiet.

Like a sleeping baby, holding the pillow tightly with both hands.

The lips are slightly opened, and if you listen carefully, you can still hear the sound of extremely light breathing and indistinct muttering in sleep.

She was lying on the sofa, her hair like a waterfall of black waterfalls spread out in a slightly messy way.

Under the faint willow-leaf eyebrows, the eyelids move slightly, the straight Qiong nose, the cheeks are light red, the mouth is slightly pouted, and there are two shallow bumps on both sides.

So lovely.

Guan Lang silently stared at Qin Yanxi's face for a long time, his cheeks turned slightly red.

This should also be the first time he looked at Qin Yanxi's face carefully for a long time. At this moment, he actually felt that this familiar face was a little strange, and he couldn't help but feel a little throbbing in his heart.

"Yeah." Qin Yanxi suddenly snorted, kicked her thigh lightly, and lifted her thin quilt under the sofa.

Guan Lang was taken aback, but fortunately Qin Yanxi did not wake up.

He rubbed his cheeks and chose to get up and eat zongzi.

Zongzi should be eaten while it is hot, otherwise it will be cold.

(End of this chapter)