Reborn 1990: I made my cannon fodder father into the richest man

Sui Jiali knew this man, a famous playboy in the studio.

The family has a little money, and their food and clothing expenses are not comparable to those of ordinary families like them.

Girls who study painting are more or less better at dressing up than students in high school.

This seems to be a conventional rule. Girls who study art have more personality, and the colors they dress are either brighter or ordinary.

Sui Jiali is obviously the latter.

But there are still many girls in the studio who like to dress up.

The playboy in front of him was very popular in the studio because his family had money and he could get a lot of beautiful and fashionable things.

"What's wrong?" Sui Jiali stood between Duan Jiajia and Playboy, obviously impatient: "My friend still has something to do, let's go first."

Without waiting for a response, Sui Jiali took Duan Jiajia away directly.

When I left, I didn't forget to whisper to Duan Jiajia: "This man is a famous playboy in our studio. I have only been here for more than two months, and this man has already had two girlfriends!"

Sui Jiali was shocked when she found out.

She had never thought that there were still people like this.

What shocked Sui Jiali the most was that the other party's behavior was not looked down upon in the studio.

There are also a few boys who are particularly envious of this playboy's behavior!

Some girls think there is nothing wrong with this, but say that Sui Jiali is too conservative.

Speaking of this, Sui Jiali raised her hand and slapped her forehead, exclaiming: "Am I being conservative? I am clearly responsible for myself, okay!"

Sui Jiali had actually seen boys and girls in love before in No. [-] Middle School.

There are not so many popular science things in small counties. Many boys and girls who eat forbidden fruits suddenly become parents when they are ignorant.

Before that, the two families had to quarrel, fight and scold each other, and ended up making a fuss all over the place.

After seeing such things too many times, Sui Jiali was disdainful of the playboy's behavior and also a little disgusted.

"Yes." Duan Jiajia responded. She wouldn't stay here for long. What happened to these people had nothing to do with her.

But the people behind me don’t think so.

Seeing Sui Jiali leaving with Duan Jiajia, the boy raised his eyebrows, chuckled and followed them behind his back.

Sui Jiali's studio directly occupied a courtyard.

Someone was painting in the yard, with messy benches placed randomly, and there were some still life tables and the like with various plaster bodies and fruit vases placed on them.

"I learned well. Now I'm starting to paint still lifes. I mainly study watercolor downstairs. It's convenient to collect and pour water here. If it gets dirty, it's easy to clean. Just rinse it with water. Upstairs I'm a sketch artist, the ground is very dark, and the soles of my shoes are all black." Sui Jiali introduced her to Duan Jiajia, and she didn't forget to complain: "Except for the man just now, no one here wears white shoes."

There are not many people from provincial cities learning painting here, most of them are students from other places.

Foreign students have to take care of themselves, so how can they find so much time to wash their shoes?

Just wear black shoes. It would be better if the soles of the shoes are also blackened. Don't worry about the shoes at all.

Duan Jiajia visited for a while, then said hello to the teacher in the studio, and prepared to send Duan Jiajia out of the village in the city.

The roads here are full of twists and turns, and Sui Jiali got lost when she first arrived.

"I'm still copying and painting plaster geometry, learning the dark side and so on. When I can sketch and draw still life, I can pack up and go to training." Sui Jiali sighed: "You don't know, my neck has been hurt all day long. It’s going to break.”

They didn't have any easels or anything like that.

No one else is allowed to set up an easel unless they are painting watercolors.

The reason is simple, there are not so many places.

The easel is actually a small wooden stand. The folding easel that Duan Jiajia is familiar with will not be bought by students who have been painting in the studio for a long time.

Unless you are taking the Kuaiyi exam, you will "spend a huge sum of money" to buy one for the convenience of portability.

Studying art is too expensive, save it if you can.

How do those who draw sketches do it?With his legs spread apart and a drawing board between his legs, he sat on a small bench with his head bent and drew like this all day long.

Duan Jiajia stretched out her hand and rubbed her neck, and said with some distress: "How about I get you a massage card? Let's see if there is a suitable massage parlor nearby."

"No!" Sui Jiali quickly refused and explained in shock: "The massage parlors opened here are actually informal massage parlors. The environment in the urban village is quite complicated. Besides, even if you do it for me, I don’t have time to go either. I’m going to training in a while! I know you are rich and you are a little rich woman, but there is really no need. My mother was also worried and got me some safflower oil and asked me to go home every day. Wipe it yourself.”

"Okay! You go to the studio first. I know the way and can go out on my own. Don't worry, I'm not a child. Can I get lost?" Duan Jiajia saw that it was getting late.

Originally, Sui Jiali had suspended her after-school practice time to accompany herself, and Duan Jiajia didn't want to disturb her normal class schedule.

The two separated at the intersection.

"Beauty!"

Duan Jiajia heard the voice and recognized who it was, but didn't want to pay attention to it.

Pulling on the strap of the crossbody bag, she continued walking.

The boy who was following behind flicked the cigarette in his hand and said with a smile: "Playing too much hard-to-get tricks becomes boring."

Duan Jiajia still didn't stop.

Now, the boy who was still a little skeptical at first was really sure that Duan Jiajia was no longer interested in him.

But, how could it be?

"Hey! Do you know who I am?" The boy looks pretty good.

From Duan Jiajia's point of view, the most handsome boy of the same age she has ever seen is Li Changhuai.

Although this playboy is not as good as Li Changhuai, he is not far behind.

If you become a star, you will be noticed quickly.

Maybe it will become popular quickly.

Duan Jiajia ignored him and continued walking forward.

The boy who originally just thought it was fun suddenly became unhappy and quickly stepped forward to grab Duan Jiajia's arm.

As a result, Duan Jiajia heard the footsteps behind her, and she started running at a normal pace.

It was as if the boy behind him was not a human being, but some kind of beast.

This situation surprised the boy.

In his entire life, he has never encountered anyone like Duan Jiajia, who avoided him like a snake or a scorpion.

"..."

The boy gritted his teeth and looked at the beautiful figure running fast, and finally laughed in anger.

fine!

Isn’t there another Sui Jiali!

Sui Jiali was in the studio, but he didn't believe he couldn't find out.

As for the training camp...he's tired of drawing here anyway, so he might as well go somewhere else!

"I have plenty of time!" The boy hummed, and did not chase Duan Jiajia. He turned around and walked towards the studio. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit it in a natural movement.