beauty should be like this

Most art students are quick-witted and don't live in ivory towers.

For example, Wen Qianyu used to work around to support herself, and met many miscellaneous people in society.

But it was the first time that I went to an outstanding studio to find serious work.

On the day of the interview, he deliberately dressed in a low-key and refined manner, for fear that people would think he was not qualified.

After arriving at the destination ahead of schedule, he walked to the pale pink front desk and asked, "My name is Wen Qianyu. I made an appointment with Teacher Liang today. I called to confirm it."

"Hello, wait a minute." The front desk lady smiled at him, and raised her hand after making the call: "Please wait at the coffee counter upstairs, she said she will be there soon."

Wen Qianyu took out his not-so-rich works from the bag, and acted nervously.

This studio is named after the brand EverSissi. It was founded by a female designer. The design content is mainly girls' clothing, dresses and wedding dresses. There are many branches, it is definitely the comfort zone of the princess heart.

Although the atmosphere around her is relaxed, it is not easy for the little beauty who is strict with herself.

Being rejected is hard to accept for Wen Qianyu's self-esteem.

When he saw a beautiful sister with short hair approaching, he recognized the founder Liang Xi, and hurriedly got up: "Hello."

"You don't have to be so polite, although I'm much older than you." Liang Xi's smile was very bright, just like the skirt outlined by her brush, shining brightly.

Wen Qianyu was immediately impressed, and immediately handed over the work: "I didn't expect you to have time to meet me in person. This is my usual practice work. Please give me your advice."

"Zhu Yan is my friend, and I think your profile is very suitable." Liang Xi motioned him to sit down with him, and looked through it seriously.

Probably because of the influence of his father and the entertainment industry since he was a child, Wen Qianyu has an innate closeness to fashion, and he works very hard professionally on weekdays, and the design drafts he produced are much more decent than ordinary students.

Designers like Liang Xi have to look through countless things every day, reviewing page by page very quickly.

It wasn't until the dress that Jin Fengxiao copied most ruthlessly that she stopped unconsciously: "This one looks familiar."

Once you get a villain, the trouble will never stop.

Wen Qianyu felt blocked in her heart, and didn't know whether she should talk too much to the senior she just met, but she couldn't hold back her depression after all, and simply explained the ins and outs.

Unexpectedly, Liang Xi didn't seem to have any temper, but shrugged and commented mockingly: "It's not unusual for him to do such a thing."

He was not questioned... Wen Qianyu suddenly seemed to be comforted, and finally no longer felt wronged and lonely because of it.

"This circle is so big, and everything you do will leave traces. If your work doesn't go well today, you can continue to work hard tomorrow, but you must be a man with a clear heart." Liang Xi closed his colored resume, smiled and said, "Not bad, I think I'll leave you a test question, and if you pass it, come to work."

"Okay." Wen Qianyu is not a person who is afraid of challenges, but appreciates that she did not make an exception to take him in because of her interpersonal relationship.

Liang Xi's works are all dreamlike like a princess, and his personality is probably not too pragmatic, so he immediately said with dimples: "Design a dress for the person you love, just send me a draft by email in three days."

Wen Qianyu was a little confused.

"I still have to go to a meeting, and I hope to meet again soon." She got up and waved her hand.

"Okay, thank you." Wen Qianyu said goodbye immediately.

"Don't use honorifics anymore, call me old." Liang Xi stretched out his index finger and waved it, then walked away with light steps.

I heard that her husband is a very successful entrepreneur. From childhood sweetheart in middle school to now, he has a successful career and shines. He is simply an enviable model of life.

Wen Qianyu doesn't know if he can have one-tenth of happiness, but he is willing to make all efforts for hope.

About the designer's ideal, but also about the fool.

-

It seems that I can live by myself no matter what, but when two people live together, there will be a lot of housework for no reason.

Due to the busy work, Zuo Yu seldom takes care of anything personally, either leaving the housework to Qianqian, or calling housekeeping.

When he rarely has time on Sundays, he occasionally cooks and waters the flowers on a whim, turning the house into a mess.

"Where are the peppercorns, I put them here just now! Give them to me quickly!"

This day, Zuo Yu wondered what to cook for steamed fish, but he couldn't find the seasoning when he poured the oil, so he ran around the kitchen in a hurry.

Wen Qianyu handed it to him speechlessly: "Stop arguing."

Zuo Yu hurriedly fried the prickly ash, poured it down on the shredded green onion on the fish, and then boasted, "I'm telling you, there is no choice for this dish, you must eat it all."

In the past, Wen Qianyu liked the aroma of various skin care products, but was most afraid of oily smoke.

But now in this world of daily necessities, I feel a brand new joy.

He set the table and chopsticks, tied up his long hair before sitting down, and didn't make a sound after tasting.

Zuo Yu brought red wine: "Praise me quickly, I need to be proud."

"Well...it's okay." Wen Qianyu nodded.

"You call it a boast?" Zuo Yu was speechless immediately, and poured a little for him with a goblet: "It's a new gift from a French customer."

It seems that on the first day they met, the two of them got together to eat hot pot.

After that, every time they met by chance, they would walk to the dinner table.

I don't know why, but with Zuo Yu, Wen Qianyu will always be able to calm down and have an appetite, without having to think too much, and without pretending to be with her.

"Do you still remember Yuan Hai?" Zuo Yu asked suddenly.

"Nonsense." Wen Qianyu sipped some red wine, all her attention was on the beautiful glass.

"He's getting married, so intoxicated." Zuo Yu sighed: "We have to attend the wedding next month to give red envelopes. Our two families know each other, and then it will be a messy party again."

Wen Qianyu couldn't help feeling pregnant with Keyue, and frowned: "Ah? Who are you marrying?"

"I don't know each other either, flash marriage." Zuo Yu said while eating, "I'm probably out of my mind, so I won't comment."

Why can Yuan Hai always treat feelings and accessories as trifles?

Wen Qianyu couldn't understand this question, he was more concerned about a question: "Have you thought about getting married?"

Zuo Yu was choked by the wine and said, "How can I get married? The laws of our country are not perfect to that extent."

"I was asking before, did you ever think about getting married?" Wen Qianyu suddenly smiled: "Do you want to marry me?"

The revealing Zuo Yu refused to answer.

Wen Qianyu leaned over and asked, "If you can get married, would you want to marry me?"

Probably didn't find this question interesting, Zuo Yu asked back: "What does marriage represent? Protected by law?"

"It represents the determination to spend a lifetime with someone." Wen Qianyu's thinking on this matter fits his immature age.

"Resolution can only be proved by time, relying on anything else is just acting and lies." Zuo Yu reached out and touched his head: "Stop thinking about it, how is your internship, do you need my help?"

Wen Qianyu shook her head and bent her big eyes: "Almost."

-

In fact, Liang Xiliu's interview questions were very confusing.

For the little beauty, there seems to be no other choice except Zuo Yu when it comes to love.

But designing a dress for him...

I really can't think of a suitable entry point.

Suit?Leisure?sports?

Wen Qianyu, who was not very interested in men's clothing design, was always uninspired and unwilling to be perfunctory, so he dragged it off until the third night before sending an email embarrassingly.

His work is so simple that it seems to be lazy.

It's just black and white men's aprons, revealing the minimalist style that is more popular in Japan.

And a postscript: I hope he will always like to stay by my side. This is my greatest hope for love. Forever means that as long as I am still alive in the world, there will be no end in sight.

-

After being lazy for more than 20 years, the biggest pain for Zuo Yu to go to work is the task of getting up early.

He used to be late when he was discouraged, but now he opened his eyes and recalled the responsibilities on his shoulders, and hoped that he would be able to take good care of the little beauty, so he could gradually grit his teeth and persevere.

Wen Qianyu, on the other hand, was confused, and would never open her eyes and destroy her skin if she didn't sleep for eight hours.

"I'm leaving, won't you see me off?" Zuo Yu walked back to the bed after changing his clothes this morning.

Wen Qianyu lay on her side on the pillow, breathless: "Get lost..."

Zuo Yu complained: "Too heartless!"

Wen Qianyu frowned: "Toss me until three o'clock last night, who is ruthless..."

"How can you say it's tossing, it's love." Zuo Yu was strangely refreshed, leaned over to kiss his face cheaply, and then bit his little earlobe: "I'm really leaving."

Wen Qianyu, who was so sleepy that she was about to vomit, opened her eyes helplessly, and was about to get up to beat him when she heard the phone ringing on the bedside table.

I took it over to read, and it was Liang Xi's reply email: "I'm glad to see that you are passionate about design itself, and you are welcome to my studio to show your talent."

"Wow!" The little beauty immediately sat up and smiled at Zuo Yu.

"What's the matter, surprised?" Zuo Yu was puzzled.

Wen Qianyu threw herself on him, put her arms around his neck and let him hug him: "Liang Xi promised me to be my assistant!"

It doesn't even count as a formal job, so there's no need to get excited.

Zuo Yu habitually sneered, and finally held back: "Yo, really?"

Wen Qianyu was very happy, kissed his face, and said seriously: "Xiao Zuozi, thank you for introducing me, I will work hard!"

Zuo Yu was speechless: "What did you call me? I'm worrying about you for nothing."

"Oh, thank you Papa Zuo." Wen Qianyu said so, then leaned on his shoulder and said, "I'm going to sleep, don't move."

"I'm going to work." Zuo Yu's shirt was all messed up.

"Who is Ban'er?" Wen Qianyu was probably in a good mood, chuckled twice, then hugged him and said, "I don't even want to be separated from you, do you know?"