I heard you asked me to take a bath

"What do you two want to drink?" The young and beautiful waitress came over with the menu and asked respectfully, while her eyes unconsciously swept over the big boss in suit and leather shoes.

"A glass of American style, how about you?" It's a pity that the big boss completely ignored the beauty's secret glances.

"Then I'll have a cappuccino."

"Do you need anything else?" The waiter looked at Song Yang expectantly.

"no need."

"Okay, please wait a moment." In the end, she could only leave with the menu disappointed.

When the coffee was served, Song Yang added cube sugar to it and asked, "How did you know that Luo He and Tian Ming knew each other?"

"I heard what Lu Xian said. He said that the teacher and Tianming both studied painting under Kato Kenichi a long time ago." Bai Yan took a sip of coffee, it was cold and slightly sweet.

"That happened a long time ago. Although they both worship under Kato, their identities are different. Luohe is Fuji Kenichi's apprentice, but Tianming is just an apprentice."

"apprentice?"

"It's equivalent to doing odd jobs."

"I know Kato Kenichi, who was a god-level cartoonist back then. He seems to have two Chinese apprentices, and he often praises them in public or in magazines... But, did you never hear Kato mention Mr. Luohe?"

"Because Kato doesn't like Luohe."

"Eh?" Bai Yan was taken aback.

The master doesn't like the apprentice...

How could the master not like the apprentice...

"Luohe was collected by Kato's wife Chuan Dao." Song Yang slowly stirred the cube sugar in the coffee, his tone was steady, "Later, they divorced, and Chuan Dao left the studio they jointly founded. I have resentment towards his ex-wife, so I don't like to see Luo He. Except for the daily lectures, I hardly talk to him. When there is a chance for his works to be published in magazines, I only recommend the other two. I never bring my apprentices to interviews. Without Luohe. Luohe was there and became the one who was given up. This situation lasted for three years."

Song Yang took out a cigarette from his pocket, and just about to order it, he remembered that this is a no-smoking area, so he put it back again, he raised his legs and looked out the window: "At that time, Luo He called me and mentioned this, I felt very distressed Yes, I told him to just come back and forget it, and he said, 'Sure enough, I still want to persevere'..."

"..." How could it be... Bai Yan's eyelashes trembled—teacher Luo He has such a talent for painting, and his painting skills are so good, has he been abandoned there for three years?

"Later, there was a big manga competition in Japan. Kato didn't tell him. It was Kawashima who sent an email to inform Luohe. Taking No.1 caused quite a stir in the comic circle, and the people of the exaggerated island country even gave him the title of...'Monster Newcomer'."

Bai Yan nodded - he remembered that game, and many of Luo He's ashes fans basically knew the name Luo He from that time.

A newcomer painter who had never heard of it, refreshed the judges with an aesthetic painting style with traditional Chinese elements. This exotic painting style full of freshness and mystery quickly captured the hearts of netizens who voted at that time. Luohe's The number of votes soared all the way, and finally aspired to the championship.

"Luohe doesn't go online often. He just submitted his work and didn't care about the results. He didn't even know he won the first place. He almost missed the time to receive the award. Fortunately, Chuan Dao sent him an email to tell him that he won the first place. , Luohe was very happy and wanted to tell Kato about this, but... Kato was very angry."

"Why, why?"

"Because Kato's other two apprentices also entered the competition, one second and one eighth. No.2 has a lot of votes higher than No.3. If there is no Luohe, that person should be the champion. Kato thinks that Luohe is retaliating he."

"Why is this... This is too much..." Bai Yan clenched the coffee cup in his hand—even though he was treated like this, when Luo He was interviewed by a comic magazine recently, the reporter mentioned Kato Kenichi, he still said, "He's a good teacher."

"So now you should know why Luo He has been unwilling to accept apprentices for so many years." Song Yang supported his head, "I don't know much about Tianming, I only heard that he has admired Luo He since his apprenticeship , I don’t know the specifics.”

Seeing that the ice cubes in the Baiyan coffee had melted, he stood up: "It's almost time to go back."

Bai Yan nodded, but his heart was depressed. He wanted to see Luo He soon, and he had never been so urgent like this moment.

Back in the studio, he saw the closed door of the studio and knocked on it: "Teacher, are you there?"

After a while, a voice came from inside: "Come in."

Bai Yan pushed the door open and went in, and saw Luo He sitting on the seat, and smiled at him: "Hey, Xiao Bai, why did it take you so long to come?"

"I ran into Mr. Song on the way, and chatted with him for a while."

"Xiaobai, don't casually chat with the mentally retarded." Luo He shook his index finger.

Song Yang's roar came from outside the house: "Who are you calling mentally retarded! Tell me clearly! Don't you want this month's salary?!"

Then there was Lu Xian's voice: "Okay, okay, calm down for a while."

"Good wife, look at the Fuding pork slices I bought for you..."

Luo He walked to the door and closed it, picked out his ears, and refused to listen to the two people outside showing their affection.

Before seeing Luo He, Bai Yan had a lot to say, but when he saw Luo He, he didn't know where to start.

Luo He could tell at a glance that he had something on his mind, and thought for a while: "What did Song Yang tell you?"

"It's nothing... I asked him about the teacher's past..."

Luo He was taken aback.

Bai Yan scratched his head: "Boss Song told me everything about the time when the teacher was studying painting under Kato's school... and the thing about Tianming's acquaintance with the teacher..."

"You're really... prying into my privacy aboveboard." Luo He said slowly.

Bai Yan was taken aback: "Yes, I'm sorry... I just heard that Tianming and the teacher knew each other before, and I was very concerned, so I couldn't help but ask Mr. Song..."

Before Bai Yan finished speaking, he felt a generous big hand on the top of his head, and touched it gently. He tried to look at Luo He's face through the gap between his pressed bangs, but saw a bright smile .

"Xiaobai, do you know that you started to care about my affairs, I'm really... overjoyed." Luo He said.

Bai Yan's heart skipped half a beat without warning.

"Teacher... In the past few years, you have been declaring that you will not accept apprentices. Is it because of Kato Kenichi?"

"..." Luo He looked at him for a while, then walked back to the computer and sat down, leaning back on the chair, "Mr. Kato...is a very great manga artist."

Bai Yan opened his eyes slightly, he had only seen Luo He's cynical look before, but he had never seen Luo He like this, with a look of loneliness in his eyes.

He couldn't help but move a little closer.

When Luo He is not painting, he is used to playing with pens. The black pressure-sensitive pen flips flexibly between his slender fingers: "Accepting an apprentice is equivalent to carrying another person's future. If you can't take on a Young people’s dream, don’t make this promise easily. I don’t like trouble, so I don’t intend to let another person’s dream have something to do with me in the first place.”

Bai Yan felt a sour taste in his throat—no wonder, he never accepted apprentices for so many years, and even Tianming explicitly refused when he asked for apprenticeship on Weibo, which aroused dissatisfaction among some people at that time, thinking Luo He is self righteous and unreasonable.

Bai Yan followed Luo He's fingertips, and said softly, "The three years in Japan were hard, right?"

"You mean, the three years when I was abandoned?" Luo He smiled, still looking heartless, but there was no warmth in his eyes, "It's actually not that bad, Mr. Kato doesn't care about me, I have more I have time to practice painting skills, but sometimes I think about what is wrong with me, whether I am not working hard enough, whether I am not talented enough, if only the teacher could look at me more... But, no, for three full years, Mr. Kato Didn't look at me."

He paused, as if recalling, "I was driven back to China because I won No.1 in the manga competition, and he said to me, 'Are you taking revenge on me?', he said, 'You go away Well, I have nothing to teach you'. You see, even if I take the first place, in his eyes, I'm still nothing."

Luo He spread his hands.

He is now able to describe all this calmly.

Bai Yan clenched his fists: "No, the teacher is the most powerful, the most powerful manga artist." It was as if he was competing with Kato Kenichi, who was not there, and it was also like a fanboy angrily defending his idol .

It's a bit like the group of kids on the Internet saying "Do you know how hard I work on idols?"

Luo He felt that such a white banquet was quite cute, and couldn't help teasing him: "So, dear apprentice, do you like me a little today?"

He thought he would get the usual answer, but this time, Bai Yan said loudly: "Yes, every day, I like Teacher more than yesterday."

After saying this, Bai Yan's eyes widened, as if to say, "The person I like so much has been ignored for three years, and the other party is really blind."

Luo He froze in place for a long, long time, but didn't come back to his senses.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly covered his mouth and turned his head away——damn, what happened to this sudden heartbeat.

Am I... have I been teased...

He chuckled lightly, and pulled Bai Yan to him: "It's my first time as a teacher, so please give me some advice."

Bai Yan couldn't help standing up straight: "Teacher Luo He... is the best teacher in the world!"

"Can the best teacher in the world kiss you?"

"No."

"...=_="

Luohe: I am also walking hard on the road to attack Xiaobai today~