A goblin who doesn't want to stir up trouble is not a good goblin

The cultural exhibition is arranged in the ZZ City Art Museum. The museum is divided into eight sections, including wood carving, painting, technology, etc. Zhao Mi ordered milk tea on a Zhixing Road outside the museum.

There were a total of 72 cups. When Zhao Mi arrived, there were still five cups left unmade. He turned to Su Yiran and asked, "Do you want to drink?"

Su Yiran doesn't like milk tea, it's too sweet, so he ordered a glass of carrot and apple juice, specifically asking for no sugar.Zhao Mi felt that it was cold, so he ordered a cup of hot drink.

The car could only be parked in the open-air parking lot outside the art museum. The two of them couldn't carry all the milk tea, so they borrowed a cart from a nearby supermarket and piled all the milk tea in it.

Su Yiran wore a black mask and gold-rimmed plain glasses, and helped him push the car to the painting hall—two students from each branch came to receive milk tea, and one of the girls kept looking at Su Yiran, Pounded Zhao Mi's arm and asked who he was.

Zhao Mi lied in a low voice: "The deliveryman hired in the supermarket."

Hearing this, Su Yiran glanced at him inexplicably, smiled slightly under the mask, and bent down to share equally with everyone.

The girl stood beside Zhao Mi, blushing with excitement: "Is that supermarket outside? Is it so handsome!"

He obviously didn't even show his face, how could he look handsome, Zhao Mi handed the girl a cup from the car: "Go to work now."

After the distribution was over, Su Yiran happened to see the supermarket staff delivering the goods inside, so Su Yiran returned the empty cart to the other party and asked him to take it out by the way.Zhao Mi helped him insert the straw of carrot and apple juice, raised his head and stopped his eyes, staring at him carefully.

He seems to be very handsome. Under the plain mirror, the eyes are slightly long and energetic, the pupils are dark, the nose extends under the mask, and has a raised outline, which is straight at first glance. As for the lips...

Keke, very soft...

Zhao Mi lowered his eyes, feeling that he had really failed his studies.

Su Yiran was wearing a simple wool coat today, seeing that Zhao Mi was in a daze, he raised his hand, curled his thumb and middle finger, and lightly slapped him on the forehead: "What are you thinking?"

Zhao Mi covered his forehead with his right hand, quickly said nothing, then turned around and admired the painting.

The painting hall displays basically picture scrolls, as well as illustrated books and some derivative products. The commercial is mixed with artistry, and the artistry is more serious.Zhao Mi looked around and was very interested in the last two works.

One is a picture book of The Classic of Mountains and Seas, which draws a large canvas scroll based on the content of The Classic of Mountains and Seas. The thick ancient style spreads out on the cloth, and the combination of deep brick red, ink, and dark yellow makes the characters in the book of Mountains and Seas Leap forward in a fantasy.

In contrast to the painting style of Shan Hai Jing, there is a jigsaw puzzle of 24 solar terms, which is full of childishness.The jigsaw puzzle is divided into 24 big pieces, and each big piece corresponds to a solar term. It briefly introduces the origin of solar terms and food, and a girl named Xiaoman runs through it.

Zhao Mi noticed that these two works are both from "Morning Paintings and Evening Food", and the person in charge is Du Man.

"A very interesting girl." Seeing Zhao Mi staying in front of the two works for a long time, the teacher in charge of the painting gallery came over to chat with him, "Du Man is a student of a junior college, but she has a solid foundation in painting and a rich imagination. , It is said that the dream is to be a cartoonist."

"Dream?" Zhao Mi raised his head and asked, "Haven't you realized it yet?"

"It's not that easy. It's hard to find good content resources alone. She is only a sophomore. Who would authorize a little girl to draw comics. These are the works she participated in the drawing competition hosted by the city last year. Because of the picture book The commercial nature of the project was questioned by the judges, and it only won a second prize."

Su Yiran picked up the scroll of Shan Hai Jing and looked at it carefully.The quality of the cloth is not good, and the printing is not exquisite, but you can see that the brushstrokes of the painter are powerful, vivid, and concentrated in it.

He put down the picture scroll, picked up the puzzle picture from the neighboring booth, and praised: "This is very good for children's education."

"Yes," the teacher agreed, "The city pays for the printing, and you can buy it on Jingdong. It is said that the sales are pretty good."

Zhao Mi grabbed Su Yiran's arm and leaned his head over to stare at a small puzzle piece in his hand: "It's a pity we can't use it."

The teacher gave him a suspicious look.

Su Yiran hugged him, put the puzzle back, and looked at the teacher in charge: "Do you have her contact information, I want to chat with her."

"What are you talking about?" the teacher warned, "you can't just give the girl's phone number to you guys."

The teacher in charge is a woman in her 60s and [-]s, wearing a silk-style padded jacket and bright red lipstick. She looks radiant and alert.

Zhao Mi waved his hands again and again: "No, we are serious people."

The teacher in charge muttered in a low voice: "It's so white, it doesn't look serious."

Zhao Mi: ... What's wrong with Bai!Why is Bai not serious!I am proud of myself!

Su Yiran took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over: "This is my business card, please take a look."

Zhao Mi watched him pass the business card in a daze, thinking, when did Su Yiran have the business card?

The teacher in charge pushed the eyes on the bridge of the nose, and stared at the business card with glowing eyes: "Oh, it turned out to be Mu Liangfeng, the president of X Literature Network. I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you. You are very low-key and wear a mask."

Zhao Mi: ...

Su Yiran was very indifferent, neither blushing nor out of breath: "Du Man's paintings are very aura, and it just so happens that there are a number of comic-oriented works on Wenxue.com, I want to contact her to try."

"No problem, no problem." The teacher in charge flipped the sign of "Morning Paintings and Evening Foods Du Man Master Painter" to the back, and it turned out to be a string of mobile phone numbers!She said: "I didn't tell you just now, each booth has the phone number of the person in charge written on the back."

Zhao Mi: ...Do we look so bad?

There was an oolong, but fortunately, I successfully got the phone number. Zhao Mi watched Su Yiran enter the number into the phone book, and asked him, "Are you really looking for her?"

"She has a good style, cute and well-behaved. I wrote "Liu Ying" last time. You can ask her to try."

Liuying is not a love story, but a daily story about a 15-year-old boy taking care of a five-year-old boy. It spanned three years and the boy grew from five to eight years old. After writing it, the readers were fascinated and howled in the comment section. She wants to have a baby with Su Yiran immediately.

Zhao Mi was also dazed. The children in Su Yiran's works are like little buns, invincibly cute.

At that time, he also bought two sets of books in traditional Chinese and kept them at home. He asked Su Yiran to sign them, and asked him, "Why do you write so cutely? Nuomizi is so cute." The boy in "Liuying" is called Nuomici, The boy's surname is Su, and he doesn't have a full name. He only calls him Mr. Su.

Su Yiran signed with a smile, blinked and said, "Because it was written based on you."

The two left the painting hall side by side, and walked towards other halls. Su Yiran took Zhao Mi's hand: ""Liu Ying" signed a contract with the manga direction last week. I haven't found a manga artist yet. I'll let her try it first."

Zhao Mi: "Manga direction? The original name will not change?" The novel is signed in Simplified or Manga, and the name will occasionally change slightly.

"It's changed, it's called "Mr. Su and His Nuomi Ci."

……

Little Nuomi Ci was stupefied by Mr. Su, and when she came across a corner, she turned and approached a toilet head-on.

Zhao Mi: "..." He hurriedly took two steps back, turned around, and poked Su Yiran's chest: "You didn't pull me!"

Almost entered the women's toilet!

Su Yiran held his hand and said, "If you don't cling to me, I can't hold you back." There is an open-air path between the branch library and the branch library, and the weather in February is still very cold, even though Zhao Mi was wrapped into a round rice dumpling , the hand is still ice.

Su Yiran took out a warm baby from his pocket, opened it, and stuck it to the inside of the coat pocket for him: "Don't take your hands out, put it inside."

Zhao Mi took his hand and put it in together: "In this way, both of us can be warm and make the best use of everything."

Zhao Nuomi is also quite sua.

The two went to the science and technology museum. This year, the art of the science and technology museum is quite unique, and an exhibition of art on the tip of the tongue was held.Thin A4 paper is made of glutinous rice, and edible paint is used to paint on it. There are wind blowing wheat waves, star sea plains, and south wind caressing. Visitors can choose one to take away and eat.

Zhao Mi chose a cartoon with Doraemon, took a bite, and found it tasteless.He handed it to Su Yiran's mouth: "Try it."

Su Yiran took his hand and took a bite of the edge he bit off: "It's delicious."

"Really? I don't think it's very good." Zhao Mi ate two more mouthfuls, and was really not interested. He folded the remaining half into tofu cubes and planned to throw it into the trash can beside him. Just listen to it sing a song that only mother is good in the world.

"..." Zhao Mi withdrew his hand silently, almost forgetting that the exhibitions in the Science and Technology Museum are not separated, and every product that appears is a technology product, such as the trash can in front of him.

Zhao Mi tapped the trash can, and the trash can said, "Ah, it hurts so much!"

Zhao Mi shook the paper to the trash can: "Ah, come quickly!"

Zhao Mi said: "There are many kinds of trash cans." The language of a trash can is so rich that it exceeds the practicality of the trash can itself.

Su Yiran smiled and pulled him away: "This trash can looks like it's designed for young children. It looks like a trash can, but it's actually a smart toy."

Zhao Mi, a young child who just played with the trash can for a while, was embarrassed, and tugged at Su Yiran's sleeve: "You're not lying?"

Su Yiran pointed to the door: "It was introduced on the roll-up at the door, but you didn't read it."

…………

Tuesday was a working day. When Zhao Mi and the others came, there were not many people in the venue. After waiting for the eight pavilions to go shopping, Su Yiran took Zhao Mi out of the pavilion and found that there was a long queue outside the pavilion.

The art museum is open for free, but you still need to take a paper ticket for ticket inspection. The security guards arranged twists and turns at the entrance.Now most of the people who come to visit the museum are young men and women, almost everyone has a cup of milk tea and a SLR camera.

The sun was shining brightly when entering the hall, but now it was dark, the wind was icy, and the baby warmer in his pocket was no longer hot. Su Yiran hugged Zhao Mi's shoulders and walked quickly towards the parking garage.

"The cloud is very thick, it's probably going to rain." Su Yiran drove the co-pilot for him, and then got into the car by himself, "We have to go home quickly and have takeaway tonight."

Having eaten all the takeaways near home, Zhao Mi felt a little tired: "Why don't you buy two on the way, won't you pass by Han's Zhajiang Noodle Shop?"

"It's all up to you," Su Yiran drove, "It's been almost three months since you moved here, and you've been eating takeout. Next month, I'll find an aunt to cook for us."

"Ah?" Zhao Mi turned to look at him, "Do you want to order takeaway?"

"Well, you are still growing taller, eating takeaway is not good for your development."

"Then I'll learn it by myself, it will cost too much money to hire an aunt to do it." Zhao Mi is [-] tall, ten centimeters shorter than Su Yiran.

"No, you are still growing taller, so you can't be tired."

Zhao Mi muttered: "I think I am already tall enough, what if I am taller than you?"

Su Yiran was quite confident: "No matter how tall you are, you will never be as tall as me."

The author has something to say:

Note: Morning Painting and Evening Food and 24 solar term picture books are real. They are my teacher’s official account and works. They can also be bought on JD.com. They are parent-child interactive products.Everything else is fake! !

The Book of Mountains and Seas is the graduation project of my senior sister.

The edible paper of the science and technology exhibition was inspired by the product "read and eat" in the exhibition "vegetable market" organized by Li Yuchun.