candy for you

At the end of the semester, he needed to take all the books away, pretending that he would go home to review, which made Du Jingzhi's schoolbag unprecedentedly heavy.When school was over, Du Jingzhi was carrying a bag, because it was a one-shoulder bag, and felt that his body was leaning to one side, and he returned home with a box of letters in his hand.

After getting out of the car, Weekend came to his side, reached out and took the box, holding it for Du Jingzhi, and then asked him: "Are all netizens writing to you?"

"It seems that there are girls in No. 7 who wrote it." He replied, and at the same time changed the side of the bag and continued to carry it.

Weekend's attention was all on the box, and he didn't notice how heavy Du Jingzhi's bag was. He said it as if he didn't care, and he probably cared a lot: "Oh, the little mirror is really popular."

"Isn't it enough for netizens to leave messages online? Why do they still write letters?"

Holding the box on weekends, he replied with a smile: "Because the Internet has become popular, this ancient method will appear to be very sincere, and you can write your heart stroke by stroke."

"Then you are not going to write me a love letter?" Du Jingzhi asked him back.

"I like to tell you in front of you."

"Tch, no sincerity."

On the weekend, he was still smiling, and opened the box at the same time: "Throw away the love letters from the girls in No. 7, and just keep the letters from fans. This is also a proof of your popularity, and it is worth cherishing."

"So you just threw away the love letter you gave me as a matter of course?" Du Jingzhi raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Do you want to keep it?"

Du Jingzhi didn't answer directly, but asked other questions: "By the way, did any girl write you a love letter? How did you deal with it?"

On the weekend, I suddenly felt that Du Jingzhi was a bit out of touch, and knew to lie to him first.

However, he was quite calm, still calm and calm, and then replied: "I, I have received it, but I rejected it directly. Anyone who sent me a text message just ignored it, and the friend application is generally not accepted." Pass, that's all."

"Hey, Brother Compass is so cruel."

"Otherwise, I will be friends with those girls who confessed to me, and then comfort them softly, add them as friends to chat every day, and say good night before going to bed?"

Du Jingzhi was silent, turned his head to look at Zhou Zhou, expressionless, thought for a while, then patted Zhou Zhou on the shoulder and said: "You did a good job, keep it up."

When he got home, Du Jingzhi sorted through the letters and read them one by one. If he was sure they were written by fans, he would open them and take a look at them before putting them back in the envelope to read the next one.

As if a child got a new gift, Du Jingzhi sat on the floor and fiddled with it for a long time.

It was quite peaceful at the beginning of the weekend, sitting in Du Jingzhi's room, reviewing the subjects for tomorrow's exam.As a result, when he turned his head, he saw Du Jingzhi holding a photo and looking at it. He couldn't help frowning, and leaned over to look, and saw Du Jingzhi holding a photo of a girl in his hand.

Noticing that he looked over at the weekend, Du Jingzhi shook the photo in his hand: "The ones in No. 7 are pretty good-looking. I found that the appearance of No. 7 is generally higher than that of No. 3. Tell me, is it right?" The girls in the school are more good at dressing up, and most of the girls in No. 7 just study?"

I took a look at the photo on the weekend, it was a photoshoot, the girl in the photo is really good-looking, she looks very gentle, with oval face, almond eyes, long hair and shawl, deliberately cute, quite cute.

After reading it, he was silent for a while, then reached out to take the letter in Du Jingzhi's hand.

Du Jingzhi took it away, quickly folded it up, and stuffed it into the envelope: "Don't look at it, don't look at it."

He watched Du Jingzhi hurriedly packed up all the letters and stuffed them under the bed, feeling a little helpless, then sat cross-legged opposite Du Jingzhi, staring at Du Jingzhi.

"What's wrong?" Du Jingzhi asked him.

"The little mirror is so good, what if someone pries it away with a love letter?"

"Don't worry, the letter has been detained by Lao Zhuang for so long. Those people probably gave up if they didn't get a reply. I'm just curious about what they wrote." As he spoke, he took back the girl's letter from the weekend. The photos were then stuffed into a box.

Weekend watched silently, and then just said: "Let's prepare for the content of the exam, and the two of us will review together."

Because it was the end of the term, the two of them didn't sleep together again, but went back to their own home on the weekend after reviewing. When they got home, the lights in the room were still on.Du Jingzhi guessed that the extinction should have put pressure on the weekend, so that the weekend did not dare to take it lightly.

When I got to the painting shelf, I couldn't help but feel a little melancholy looking at the finished picture of the poster that hadn't been put away.

A while ago, Weekend helped him accept two jobs, a poster, and a fan art.

The drafters for the posters were very picky, picking on all sorts of faults, one painting was retouched beyond recognition, almost worn out Du Jingzhi's patience, and it was considered a deal.

At the same time, there was also a fan art. The finalization of the sketches and colors went very smoothly. The drafter was very talkative, so Du Jing subconsciously completed the fan art first. As a result, when he asked the other party to send money, he was a little speechless.

After the poster was finalized, scanned, and revised several times, the other party remitted the manuscript fee on the same day, which was operated by online banking, which made Du Jingzhi also want to do this thing.

As a result, the fanart company lost the chain at the end. They had to say something. The format of the scanned image was wrong. After the finished product was sent to them, they needed to find someone to modify it. Pay, and make the drafter seem very generous.

Obviously it was agreed in advance, Du Jingzhi can only draw the entity and then scan it, and the other party has repeatedly said yes, but in the end, he changed his mind, obviously he was bullying the newcomers who don't know how to do it.

In the end, the full manuscript fee for the poster was generous, and he also expressed his desire to continue to cooperate. The shop for the fanart gave 800 yuan less than the agreed manuscript fee.Du Jingzhi was so angry that he wanted to refund the previous manuscript fee and tell them not to use his own pictures!Find someone else to paint again!

As a result, he was very calm on the weekend, and just told Du Jingzhi: "The money will not be refunded, otherwise it is really a waste of work, little mirror, you remember this store."

"What? No more cooperation in the future? I feel uncomfortable."

"No, let him pay a heavier price when you become popular and respond to everyone's response."

At that moment, he realized that the thoughts of the two of them were not on the same level at all.

After this setback, Du Jingzhi began to think about accepting drafts again.

He began to know that making money is not easy, and that the world is sinister and there are too many bad guys. At first, he disguised himself very well, and when he mentioned money, he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, which opened his eyes.

He still needs to grow up, treat it with a normal heart, and then increase his experience to distinguish which are people and which are dogs.

Thinking about this, he went to the desk, opened the laptop, opened the private message, and patiently searched for new drafts in a pile of curses or compliments, and finally received a draft for a cover picture and a magazine illustration .

After that, he plugged in the drawing board and studied for a while. When he was going to sleep, he squatted in front of the trash can, planning to cut his fingernails, and saw some fragments.

He subconsciously picked up a few pieces and recognized them. They were photos of girls in No. 7 middle school that he had seen before on the weekend.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

If I had told him at the weekend, he would have thrown away the photo and the letter.But instead of talking about it on the weekend, he tore up the girl's photo in private to make him feel... The weekend is actually bad in private, and he will do some evil things in private, not as innocent as he looks on the surface.

After looking at the fragments of the photo for a while, he threw them in again. He didn't care anymore, and he didn't want to cut his nails anymore.

After the final exam, Du Jingzhi began to arrange his winter vacation.

The main content is to go to the studio.Because I applied for a vacation class, the curriculum was not too tight. The most frightening thing was that I stopped going to school in the first semester of my senior year, and instead went directly to the studio for devil training.The art test is over, and I have to go back to No. 3 Middle School for the final sprint.

In the second semester of the second year of high school, I can be lazy for another half a year.

Then there is the review, even if he is an art student, he can't miss the culture class, even if he is a student in No. 3 middle school, he can't pass the college entrance examination properly by listening in class.During this time, if you can learn more, just learn more.

The last thing is to learn how to use hand-painted boards in my spare time, and then take on a few jobs to reduce the burden on Du Mama as much as possible.

Because I have been in the final stage of the semester and need to review, plus the two drafts for drawing, I have never really touched the hand-painted board.

After plugging in the drawing tablet and opening the software, he started to try out the brushes and drew something casually, and found that as long as he knew how to use the software, it was quite simple.In terms of coloring, it is not very smooth, and I always feel that it is not the same as directly using a brush.

However, these can be tempered in the future, and he feels that he can handle them well.

After thinking about it for a while, he always felt that he should draw something, so he started to use a hand-painted board to draw daily cartoons.

As I was sketching, I knocked on the balcony door on the weekend.

In the past few days, Du Jingzhi has been very indifferent to the weekend, and he was also angry because he tore up the photos in private on the weekend.

Weekend also seemed to notice something, but kept playing stupid.

This time when he came to knock on the door on the weekend, Du Jingzhi didn't want to answer him, but considering that it was quite cold outside, he saw that he was only wearing a sweater on the weekend, and finally opened the door.

After coming in on the weekend, he said directly: "When we come back to school, let's go to the ice city to play, and go skiing while watching the ice lantern, how about it?"

Du Jingzhi was silent, didn't speak, just continued to draw.

Weekend walked to Du Jingzhi's side at this time, forced Du Jingzhi's chair to be turned, and Du Jingzhi faced him, then pressed Du Jingzhi's head with his hands, and Du Jingzhi nodded twice. Weekend was still dubbing at the same time: "Mmm Good."

This move made Du Jingzhi so angry that he kicked towards the weekend.