Neighbors eat food every day

Get fired! ?

Lin Qiqi thought she had heard wrong, so she sat next to her and carefully reached for her phone.Si Yan didn't resist much, she let go of the hand pressing the phone, leaned down on the bed, buried her head in the quilt, like a little ostrich escaping from reality.

This time, she didn't need to look to know that Si Yan was indeed fired.

"Si Yan..." Lin Qiqi asked weakly, "If it's just because of the leaflet distribution, let's explain it tomorrow."

The raised part of the quilt was moving, showing that Si Yan shook her head and refused. A muffled voice came from inside, a little unreal, and a little lifeless, "No, if you are fired, you will be fired. It will happen sooner or later."

Really got hit.

Lin Qiqi sighed, thinking about the blows that Si Yan has experienced since they met, if it was on her own body, she might not be able to hold on long ago.

In the beginning, Si Yan left the protection of her family. Apart from worrying about her livelihood, she also had to accept the fact that her fame was given by her father in the shortest possible time.

After that, Si Yan didn't have any inspiration to paint for a long time, she tore up one painting after another, finally got a satisfactory work, was praised by the master, and waited eagerly for the award, but there was nothing more to say.

The road to fame is so bumpy, Si Yan made up her mind to participate in the event in a down-to-earth manner, but encountered the cruel fact that no one bid at the auction, so she had to find another job.

The live broadcast was complicated, and the work was difficult. Si Yan had already lost the opportunity to make a living from the live broadcast. Now.The boss fired her for such a trivial matter, and even lost another income.

It's hard for Si Yan to keep smiling and pretending to be indifferent to constantly gaining hope and being disappointed.

"It's okay." Lin Qiqi bit her lip, "You should rest for a while and relax, I can afford the living expenses."

Throwing off the quilt suddenly, Si Yan's hair was disheveled, covering her red eyes, her voice was hoarse but she tried her best, "No, you work so hard every day."

"Uh." Lin Qiqi hesitated, "It's not hard, sitting in an air-conditioned room and typing..."

Si Yan exposed it mercilessly, "Who had a sore wrist and sore neck last time, and was dizzy in the air-conditioned room but didn't dare to stop because he didn't finish writing the update?"

Lin Qiqi, who thought she was covering up well, was stunned: "You... how do you know?"

"Really." Si Yan raised her hand and squeezed her shoulders, "It's a little stiff, how could you deceive me? Also, yesterday I sat in front of the computer for four hours without moving a muscle, I call you you Still bothering me, don't do this in the future, rest when I call you."

Lin Qiqi was stunned: No wonder Si Yan suddenly gave her a massage last night.

She was afraid of lying, and even more afraid of the embarrassment of the lie being exposed. Seeing Si Yan's worried expression at this moment, she forgot all of that, and her heart was warmed by caring, and she rushed over to sob, "Woo...so you care about me so much, myself It's all painful to find out..."

"Of course." Si Yan said seriously, "It feels different."

...what the hell.

Lin Qiqi's emotion disappeared immediately, her face was hot, and she squeezed Si Yan's waist, "Talking nonsense again."

"Alas." Si Yan simply fell back with her arms around her, covered her with a quilt and tightly entwined, "What shall we do?"

Lin Qiqi was not so pessimistic. She wrapped her arms around Si Yan's waist and said cheerfully, "Now that we have food and drink, let's take a step and look around. You can find a job slowly, and you can't come in a hurry."

"But Xiao Feng needs money." Si Yan stared at the ceiling and said quietly, "Without money, there is no way to package it, and my paintings cannot be sold."

Lin Qiqi was stunned, "Packaging? Do painters need this too?"

"That's right." Si Yan pursed her lips, "In the past, the people who bought my paintings were all related to my dad. They had a lot of thoughts and didn't care about the paintings themselves. Now my dad doesn't interfere. Some of the people who bought the paintings really liked them. But it is more about the collection value, appreciation space, and fame after packaging and promotion, so as to attract such buyers.”

Lin Qiqi nodded with a half understanding, "Then the master praised you before, didn't it work?"

"It will work for a while." Si Yan chuckled, "How many people the master has praised, I guess he doesn't even remember."

The more I thought about it, the more difficult it became, and Lin Qiqi became distressed.

"Okay." Si Yan rubbed her hair, "I know I can't tell you this, what if I make you look sad, and the novel I wrote is also tragic."

Lin Qiqi chuckled, "No, one is a daily episode, write whatever happens, and one is about fighting monsters and upgrading. If I'm wondering, it will make the protagonist feel better, which is very helpful."

"What the hell are you writing..." Si Yan muttered.

Unconvinced, Lin Qiqi asked, "What exactly are you painting?"

"Little Huangtu." Si Yan answered generously, and suddenly propped herself up and lay on her side, looking at her with her head on one hand, with affection, she put one hand into her clothes and twirled around, quietly but wickedly, she couldn't stand it The place.

Lin Qiqi trembled all over, curled up and hugged Si Yan's arm, and said softly, "What are you doing?"

"Looking for inspiration." Si Yan took advantage of the situation to bend and hug her, rubbing and rubbing the tip of her nose, rubbing her hands back and forth like coaxing a child to relieve her tension and stiffness, and kissed her comfortably with her eyes closed.

Lingering at the beginning, but then insatiable, Lin Qiqi snorted, and was turned over by Si Yan, thinking that the two of them were either pure-hearted or greedy, which was a bit unhealthy, so she said as soon as she had free time, "It's still I haven't eaten yet."

"Ah?" Si Yanzhen stopped her hands, "That's right."

... really have a boundless love for food.

"Xiao Feng also bought a fish today, and he's swimming in the kitchen. If he doesn't cook it, he might die." Si Yan sat up while explaining, and slapped her thigh regretfully, "Oh, if I knew I would be fired today, that one Xiao Pei won't let Xiao Pei eat the cake."

Lin Qiqi was stunned after listening to the first half of the paragraph, "What kind of fish?"

Si Yan frowned, jumped up and ran to the kitchen without her shoes on.Lin Qiqi quickly followed, and found that Si Yan had searched the refrigerator and cabinets, and sighed, "Where are the fish in such a place?"

"I'm looking for fish bones." Si Yan said solemnly, "They even destroyed the corpse after eating it."

Lin Qiqi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and turned to call Xiao Pei.

"Hello?" Xiao Pei seemed to be quite quiet.

"Where are you?" Lin Qiqi finished speaking, and added to Si Yan's urging, "Where are the fish in the kitchen?"

Xiao Pei coughed lightly, "Xiao Yao and I are going to release him."

"What!" Si Yan was in a hurry, snatched the phone and scolded, "Do you have common sense? You can't just let the fish come here. It's better to be eaten by us if it is tossed to death..."

Xiao Pei actually understood the long list, and replied, "I have common sense, and I have a wife, so choosing Donglin Park has made Xiao Yao give up the idea of ​​releasing life."

Donglin Park, the park in this area is the least like a park. It is bigger than the one Lin Qiqi and Si Yan went to last time. The scenery is poor, the water is dirty, and it looks completely decayed. Few people go to the century-old tree. Most people who go to Donglin Park now go there with the sadness of seeing the old tree for the last time.

Who knows that one day he will be tossed to death by the terrible environment of Donglin Park.

"Then why haven't you come back for so long?" Lin Qiqi wondered, "What's so interesting about that?"

At this moment, Xiao Yao answered, "It's fun to have a pirate ship!"

"Really!" Si Yan was excited, "I'm going too!"

At that moment, Lin Qiqi felt more wronged than the century-old tree struggling in Donglin Park: Are Yao Ling and Si Yan together three years old?

……

It was dark, but it was not so late.It was only eight o'clock when Lin Qiqi and Si Yan arrived at the park. Once there, she was dragged towards the pirate ship by the excited Si Yan.

However, halfway through, they stopped - it wasn't that they didn't know the way, but that Si Yan, who was hot for 3 minutes, encountered something more interesting.

In the gazebo by the river, an old man occupied a large area in a serious manner. The lamp was on and the mosquito coils were burning.

It was the first time Lin Qiqi saw someone painting at night, and she was also curious, so she walked over with Si Yan.

The environment of Donglin Park is poor. When the night falls, the river water reflects the light of stars, which is quite a beautiful night scene.The old man drew half a painting, but Lin Qiqi couldn't tell if it was good or not, she just felt that it looked different from the one in front of her eyes, the color was strange, and she felt a little awkward looking at it.

When two of them appeared, the old man noticed it naturally. He glanced sideways and let them look at the painting without saying a word.

"Why is Uncle painting here?" Si Yan covered her nose, "It's kind of smelly."

The old man glanced at Si Yan, and after a while he said two words, "Quiet."

Lin Qiqi always felt that she was disturbing the old man, and she was trembling. The two words understood many meanings: should I let them be quiet, or should I say that this place is quiet, or both?

"It's a good place." Si Yan automatically understood that it was quiet here, and said with a smile, "But the paintings aren't very good."

...Si Yan, do you deserve a beating?

Lin Qiqi was shocked, and pulled Si Yan to remind her, but the old man calmed down and got up to make way, "Then you draw the other half."

"Okay." Si Yan readily agreed.

The canvas is not big, Lin Qiqi reckoned that it would not take much time, and after looking at it, the old man painted the very cheap half, where the river was dotted with stars and the moon hung high, and the other half was blocked by a big tree in front of the gazebo. In the dim light, she thinks that Si Yan can draw a tree at most, and then just smear some black on it.

Forget it, the old man's paintings, the old man's works, can be considered good tempered if Si Yan can touch them.

Although she might mock Si Yan later.

Lin Qiqi silently thought about doing something to comfort Si Yan later, and didn't pay much attention to Si Yan's progress, while the old man stared intently, originally from a distance, then stretched his head desperately trying to see clearly, and then lifted his foot directly Getting closer and closer.

Suddenly realizing that there was no one around her, Lin Qiqi came back to her senses, looked at the time for almost two hours, looked up, and found that Si Yan had finished drawing, and the old man looked at the finished product with his hands behind his back, without saying a word.

Lin Qiqi moved her feet, avoiding the old man's cover, she was shocked: even a layman could see that the other half of Si Yan's painting was much more vivid in color, rich in layers, and smooth in lines compared to the pure drawing next to her. Comfortable, deliberately separated a distance from the junction of the old man's painting, it does not seem to be a sequel, but rather a rivalry, which gives this painting a different kind of beauty.

The old man's scenery was cheap, and Si Yan's painting method turned decay into magic.

For the first time, she really realized that Si Yan is talented.

The old man stroked his stubble, and praised without hesitation, "The painting is good."

"Thank you," Si Yan sincerely thanked, and said goodbye to the old man, "It's too late, I'm leaving first."

The old man put away his scrutiny and turned to look at Si Yan, "Wait a minute."

"Huh?" Si Yan watched the old man take out the pen and paper, and was vigilant, "You don't want to collect money, do you?"

The old man put away his previous serious expression and laughed loudly, "Little girl, where are you going? I want to ask some questions about painting."

Si Yan straightened her waist in an instant, "Then I will collect the money."

"I won't ask for now." The old man smiled more happily, all the wrinkles appeared, turned around and took a business card from the bag, and handed it with both hands, "Maybe you also have questions to ask me, how about asking each other?"

Accepting it politely, Si Yan's expression was calm, and she looked down...

froze in place.