art master

Chapter 15

Mu Bai looked at Ji Yuanjie who was sorting out the draft for himself, he was still a little confused: "That classmate Ji Yuanjie..."

"Just call me Yuan Jie."

"Alright, student Yuan Jie, I can't afford to hire a school beauty as an assistant." Mu Baixin said, beauty, if others find out about this, you will die!

"I don't want a commission." Ji Yuanjie skillfully bound the draft, and simply made records and memos for the draft with a note.

While busy, she said, "Professor Zhou first asked me to draw the illustrations you are drawing, but unfortunately, the drafts have not been approved. Professor Zhou said that your works can definitely be drafted. I want to see how you draw them."

"So that's how it is." Mu Bai said with a smile: "Although that's the case, we can't treat the school belle badly. In this way, I will invite you to dinner this week."

"Deal!" After sorting out the draft, Ji Yuanjie stroked his hair and smiled at Mu Bai.

Mu Bai reluctantly smiled and quickly picked up the brush and went to work.

He originally thought that if he had a lot of contact with Yang Wenjun, he would have a certain immunity to beautiful women. Who would have thought that Ji Yuanjie is so beautiful that Mu Bai's heart beats with every glance and smile.

Hey, my inner training is still not enough!Mu Bai thought to himself, in the future, he will have more contact with Ji Yuanjie to exercise his heart!Yes, just for exercise, not for anything else.

After thinking about it for a while, Mu Bai gradually devoted himself to his work, and even gradually reached the state of selflessness.

It took him more than half an hour to draw. After finishing the pen, he stepped back, then shook his head. Just as he was about to turn around to get a new sketch paper, a sketch paper was handed to him.

Mu Bai was taken aback, this sketch paper was handed over by Ji Yuanjie.

Seeing that Mu Bai didn't answer, Ji Yuanjie asked, "Don't you need new sketch paper?" After saying this, she took off the sketch that Mu Bai had drawn just now.

"Yes, thank you." What is an assistant?This is called an assistant!I haven't said anything yet, the other party has already prepared it for me.

While feeling emotional, Mu Bai fixed the sketch and continued to draw.

In a blink of an eye, it was dinner time. Ji Yuanjie brought Mu Bai's meal card, and soon they bought two bowls of hot ramen.

Mu Bai smiled and said: "I know how to buy it, I like ramen the most."

This made Ji Yuanjie a little embarrassed: "Well, I saw you eating ramen noodles with Senior Sister Yang in the cafeteria a few days ago, so..."

"Oh." Mu Bai nodded: "Thank you. But I don't have a bowl, how can I eat this?"

The cafeteria does not provide take-out boxes, and you can only use take-out bags if you want to take them away.

"You take it first, I have it there."

Ji Yuanjie brought two lunch boxes from his studio and put the ramen in them.

Mu Bai picked up his chopsticks and took a mouthful of enjoyment. The weather is so cold, you have to eat something warm to be comfortable.

But before he finished chewing, he found Ji Yuanjie looking at him, Mu Bai smiled and said, "Why, I didn't expect my eating to be so graceful, right?"

Ji Yuanjie snickered unkindly: "I was thinking just now, this afternoon, when I encountered Wu Min's unreasonable making troubles by positioning herself as a weak person, I couldn't deal with it, but you could make her cry gone."

Mu Bai talked for a while: "Actually, it's more difficult for her than us. We still have a goal. No matter how hard it is, we can grit our teeth and get through it. She is confused and can't see the meaning of her life. Originally, I wanted to pull her together. It's a pity..."

He is not an orphanage here, and he is not a savior. To be able to achieve this step is considered to be the most benevolent.

This topic was too heavy, so Mu Bai changed the subject: "How do you think I draw?"

"The basic skills are solid, and the composition is very exciting. For some reason, I always feel that you have rich creative experience."

Mu Bai smiled and said: "This is talent."

Ji Yuanjie shook her head: "The ability to compose pictures may be due to talent, but the basic skills cannot be achieved without hard work. This reminds me of a famous saying: Only the weak blame others, and the strong will only humbly emphasize their own talent and destiny. "

"I'm so powerful?"

Ji Yuanjie thought for a while before saying, "Although my level is limited, I can tell that you are better than many art department teachers."

"Hey." Mu Bai took a sip of the noodle soup, feeling warm in his heart.

……

Bai Xiaoqi was fascinated by the "Quiet Night Thoughts" on the front page of the school magazine. For a divorced family, she looked forward to the warmth of the family more than ordinary people.

I don't know why, but this song "Thoughts in a Quiet Night" always hits the softest part of her heart, especially the line "Looking up at the bright moon", which immediately reminds her of her broken family.

This poem made her cry several times, but she seemed to be addicted, and couldn't help but take out the school magazine to read it.

How can a poet write such beautiful lines?
Bai Xiaoqi seemed to see a beautiful man with a jade tree facing the wind, standing in front of the window looking at the bright moon in the sky, reciting poems and expressing his homesickness.

"Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi!"

"Ah?" Bai Xiaoqi came back to her senses, the person who called her just now was the monitor.

Squad leader: "Xiaoqi, Director Hao asked you to go."

"Okay." Bai Xiaoqi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and hurried to the dean's office.

She knocked on the door and entered the office: "Director Hao, are you looking for me?"

"Xiaoqi is here?" Hao Wenzhong was holding the thread-bound book in front of the bookcase, and he calmly put the thread-bound book back on the shelf: "I came to you today because I want you to help the author of "Quiet Night Thoughts" Send sample issue.”

It was supposed to be delivered on Wednesday, but the old man and He Yifeng drank too much that day, and it was Friday that he didn't think about it.

Bai Xiaoqi was excited: "Which teacher in our school is the work of "Silent Night Thoughts"?"

If the author is outside the school, the sample issue is generally sent by mail.

Hao Wenzhong's old urchin mentality was causing trouble, and he bought it off with a smile: "It's a student's work."

Bai Xiaoqi became even more excited, and this took another step forward with the image of the author in her mind: "Is it the work of a senior who is about to graduate? Why haven't I heard of someone named Mu Bai? Did he use a pseudonym?"

Hao Wenzhong smiled deeper: "Not a student of our department."

Bai Xiaoqi was somewhat discouraged: "Could it be a classmate from the Department of Modern Literature?"

"It's the music department, a student in the 22nd grade composition class."

Bai Xiaoqi seemed to have a feeling that flashed up to her waist: "Student from the music department?"

In her mind, the beautiful man facing the wind in a beautiful tree no longer recites poems, but sits on the window sill with his guitar in his arms, looks at the moon in the sky, composes poems and sings in a low voice, expressing his homesickness.Are you more handsome?
"Xiaoqi, why are you blushing?"

"It's nothing, the house, it's too hot in the house."

Hao Wenzhong handed the sample magazine to Bai Xiaoqi, and also gave her an invitation card: "This is the invitation card for this month's poetry meeting, you can give it to him as well. Go, talented men and women need to communicate more."

(End of this chapter)