God's Palette

"Dong dong dong."

Xia Xun heard a slight sound.

Looking at the sound, Xia Xun was sure that it came from the gate.water delivery?takeout?express delivery?But it doesn't look like... Zhuan Zhuan and Mian Yu stared at the screen intently. Xia Xun pondered for a while, got up and walked to the gate, and turned on the video doorbell screen monitoring the corridor.

"Huh?" Xia Xun was surprised that it was her.

Like Xia Xun, she is the center of the topic in another world today, the topic itself that makes people carnival.

Without thinking much, Xia Xun opened the door for Ye Qianluo, but standing outside the door, she only had a sad face and a bitter smile that couldn't be squeezed out.

"Can... take me in? I ran away from home." Her voice was as thin as a cool breeze.

Chapter 262: A Little Intrigue

A little while ago—

The sky in Xiahai City is covered with a layer of delicate fiery red, which is blurred and hazy.

That is Chaoyang.

It is Ye Qianluo who is sitting on a chair leisurely looking up at the sky, a scene I like very much.

"Dawn." She blurted out the word to welcome the coming of a new day, "It's a good day."

When I was a child, I was too obsessed with reading light novels, which had a surprisingly large impact on Ye Qianluo.For example, some words that appeared in it: "Ximu", "Dawn", and other words that sound quite artistic, were crowned on the heads of cute characters and became their titles, which made Ye Qianluo even more fond of it. fascinated.

Therefore, she liked to point to the sky at that time, and she was quite emotional to the people around her: "Dawn has come." She said sentences like this.Although after growing up a bit, Ye Qianluo felt extremely ashamed of her stupid behavior when she was a child, but shame is shame, and I still like what I like.

Of course, she learned to be good, and kept those second-year actions in private.

"Dawn has arrived..."

She spoke the same words as when she was a child, but her mood was completely different.There was a smile blooming on her face. After all, today was the day when she finally ushered in her debut after holding back for a long time.

It's a good day.

Many people sent greetings on the phone early on, from Ye She, from various other clubs, related parties, those who want to lick Ye's family, and those who want to lick her.The messages sent by these people, without exception, expressed their expectations for her promotional photos and congratulations on her debut.

Among them is an artist from Japan, who is the original illustrator of her COS work "Shakugan no Shana".

In order to obtain more information about character design, she had contacted the other party.

And now, the artist also sent a lot of encouragement, saying that he would help Ye Qianluo to build momentum and so on—although the artist became popular with "Xana" and "Haruhi Suzumiya" back then, because of the style and level, as well as more and more newcomers pouring into the industry, but unknowingly faded out...

Ye Qianluo patiently wrote polite replies to these important people.

But for other idlers, they all replied with such simple words as "thank you".No matter how hard the other party is, in fact, the hidden thoughts will not be clean.This is what she has been experiencing since she was a child. No matter what time it is, there is always no shortage of people who want to get close to her.

After writing the reply, she turned it over again with a straight face——

"No Brother Xun..."

She couldn't help sighing, the dignified Miss Ye family, this kind of situation of being ignored by others has basically never come across...

But what Brother Xun said, I can understand, that is a more detached girl.

After all, Ye Qianluo still wanted to hear Brother Xun's encouragement, she was the one who asked to take these photos - for these photos, she really worked hard and suffered countless hardships.But thinking about it now, this was a sweet foreshadowing... So, Ye Qianluo ignored all other letters, and took the initiative to find a brother-in-law to get close.

She wants to share the sweetness of the present with those who worked hard together at that time.

but--

"Miss."

Hearing the sound, Ye Qianluo turned her head and found that someone had come to the terrace where she was.It's the secretary, as capable as ever.But the well-fitting black silk, suit, high-heeled shoes, and neat short hair parted in the middle, and the bright red on the lips... represent one thing.

The secretary was summoned home.

On weekdays, this personal secretary and assistant dresses casually according to Ye Qianluo's instructions, as long as she is comfortable.But in the Ye family's seniors, this is absolutely not allowed, so when dealing with them, the secretary will definitely put on a more professional appearance.

"Did something happen?" Ye Qian asked after a pause.

"The head of the family learned that you are going to appear in that little game today." The secretary wanted to express something more serious, "The head of the house doesn't like you to use that attire...to...go to the public."

After a little deliberation, she accurately conveyed her consciousness to the person she served.

Ye Qianluo suddenly understood that she wanted to be on that small stage, but it was actually something she didn't like. Cos' clothing is not so revealing anymore, it's just a white dress, not a kitsch dress at all.But even so, it is still not understood...

Depression appeared on her face, and the clouds in the sky also dissipated their red glow and became ordinary.

"Just don't like it?" she asked.

"Yes, the Patriarch is actually...very tolerant."

Talking with Ye Qianluo, who was familiar with each other, the tone of the secretary was actually more like a sister guiding a younger sister.

"He doesn't want Missy to leave such shameful traces in the world. After all, this kind of competition is very low-level, and Missy, you will definitely become a greater person in the future. All the sales of art on this planet , flow through your hands."

Of course Ye Qianluo understood what they meant, and said with a slurred voice, "But I... don't think that participating in the XD conference is a dark history, and it will affect the future inheritance of the family business."

"The owner didn't let you retire, but just wanted you not to leave shameful traces and affect the future."

"……What's the meaning?"

"I don't quite understand it either, but I know the solution."

"To retire."