Senior is my fake wife

Fu Qiong squeezed her phone, breathing in the corridor.

The place where they interviewed was on the [-]th floor. From this angle, you can still see the building where he practiced before, where the o studio is located.

After a while, he was notified on his mobile phone to come to the interview room, and Fu Qiong knew that he could take the re-examination.

"Sit down." The interviewer said, "Are you from the Oil Painting Department of University B?"

"Yes." Fu Qiong said obediently.

"Don't be nervous, I remember you." The interviewer said, "I saw the painting you submitted just now, this time the theme is "Human is not Human", you completed it very well within an hour, how could you think of drawing a painting What about things about gods and demons?"

Fu Qiong replied honestly: "It's just a flash of inspiration... I also like this kind of theme in oil painting creation on weekdays, it can be regarded as a subtle influence."

"You are the kid who praised our coffee just now, the only student who has not graduated." The interviewer nodded, "I feel that your ability even surpasses the level of many fresh graduates this year."

"Thank you... the coffee is really delicious." Fu Qiong was a little nervous, and began to talk in a confused way, "I worked in a coffee shop... ah... the only one?"

He suddenly felt that he was off topic, so he quickly shut up.

"Hahaha, it's okay, you know that since I've been notified that you're here, it means that I affirm your professionalism. Why don't you tell me about the topic you're interested in? Or, tell me about your major." The interviewer crossed his hands Put it on the table, looked at Fu Qiong, "Let's think about it...well...I was lucky enough to go to Florence at the beginning of this month and visited the Uffizi Museum. I saw a lot of works from the so-called Renaissance era...Renaissance you you know?"

"Yes." Fu Qiong nodded obediently.

The interviewer spread his hands, feeling a little passionate: "A dark and glorious age, right. The Da Vinci and Raphael we know... What do you think of these people?"

"This can be a long conversation." Fu Qiong didn't expect the topic to be cut so quickly, "I...have little knowledge, so I will do my best."

"Hahaha, I told you not to be nervous, we just chat casually." The interviewer said, "Why don't you talk about Botticelli, you must know his "Birth of Venus" and "Spring"? "

"Yeah, I know, there were courses similar to art analysis in the college before." Fu Qiong said.

"What did you analyze? This kind of religious theology should be able to make future generations have a lot of thoughts." The interviewer said.

Fu Qiong thought for a while, and said: "I think the birth and inheritance of a good painting... maybe many of us ordinary people will not get the meaning of its analysis in the first place, such as this "Spring", you analyze its premise It is a story in Greek mythology that requires a lot of storage. Ordinary people will not start to have the idea that this is Venus and these three gods when they see it for the first time... So I always feel that it is visually impressive Enjoyment is the prerequisite for it to be passed on.”

"In short, it is 'beauty'." Fu Qiong said, "People have different aesthetics, and the aesthetics of each age are also different. I think beauty transcends time and space. Therefore, for the author, the work is beautiful. Degree plays a more important role than the implication that the work itself is rich in and needs to be discovered."

The interviewer nodded and sighed: "Student, you can talk quite well."

Fu Qiong came to her senses and quickly said, "Sorry, I've talked too much..."

"So can you apply your own understanding and feeling of beauty to your work?" the interviewer said, "Your works...every work after you may also be like Botticelli, up to Like Finch and others, it has become a work that has been passed down. This job is not easy, it is not only to create with your own inspiration, but also to discover, as you said, to discover beauty."

"I will try." Fu Qiong said.

"I heard that you wanted to come to Chengli Game before, did you have any chance to play our game?" The interviewer looked through his profile, "Oh, you have drawn page games in o studio before, haha .”

"My friend likes your game, and I will watch it together when he is playing. I am shocked by many of your original painting settings. I think if I can come, I will be able to draw what I want to draw, and I can also learn from it. a lot of."

"You should have heard about our work intensity." The interviewer said, "It's completely different from o."

"Well, yes." Fu Qiong nodded, "Don't worry, I have no problem."

The interviewer took a sip of coffee: "You went to o because you came here."

"Yes." Fu Qiong could only say, "Because they said there will be an assessment, and if you pass, you can come to Chengli game."

"Of course, we have a lot of studios, and there are not many places available every year." The interviewer said, "Then why don't you stay?"

"I think it's a waste of time." Fu Qiong said honestly.

"Hahahaha, you really are a kid just out of society." The interviewer laughed and held out his hand to him, "Okay, I wish you can continue to maintain this passion for work and life in the future."

"..." Fu Qiong was a little shy, and reached out to hold him.

"Also, our coffee is really delicious." The other party said, "Come to the office next week and enjoy it."

Fu Qiong was stunned for three seconds: "I...passed?"

"I should be able to receive the offer tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." The interviewer said, "I'm spoiling it in advance, which is actually not allowed, but...it doesn't matter, I don't like rules, and neither do Chengli games."

"Thank you!" Fu Qiong immediately stood up, "Thank you."

"When we have time, let's talk about the Middle Ages, the Renaissance, and the Art Nouveau." The interviewer smiled, "You must be a good boy who doesn't sleep in class."

"I really don't understand anything...it's all nonsense..." Fu Qiong waved her hands in a panic.

"Don't be humble, kid." The interviewer said, "Then we'll see you later."

……

Arriving home still felt like a long dream, until I received an offer from Chengli Games in my mailbox.

Chengli was the start of a dream for him.

When he was an intern, he was not afraid of the long distance because of his love. In fact, he had to take the subway for nearly an hour and a half every day, so he had to recover from the embarrassment of being woken up by five or six alarm clocks before dawn in winter mornings.

Sui Zhen pulled him out of the quilt and said, "Isn't today your first day at work?"

"That's right..." Fu Qiong said in a daze, "I'm so sleepy."

"Get up." Sui Zhen forcibly fished him out.

Fu Qiong went to brush her teeth and wash her face, put on her shoes and clothes in a hurry, and went out to buy breakfast with her bag on her back.

He got on the crowded subway and listened to music in the swaying carriage.

After getting off the subway and exiting the station, you don't need to go to the small building on the right, but you can walk into Chengli Game's building openly.

As an Internet game company, Chengli Games can feel an unspeakable sense of advanced technology when you enter the door.Fu Qiong was taken away by the front desk, fingerprints, au pair cards, and seats were arranged. The department they were in was the visual original painting department, and there were nearly [-] people sitting in it. Fu Qiong felt that there were more people than the o company he had practiced before .

"Your seat." The personnel handed him the badge and asked him to sit down. "Afterwards, we will use the internal system to communicate with you. Get familiar with it as soon as possible."

"Okay, thank you." Fu Qiong said.

"Sister Annie, this is your intern." The personnel said, "Take care of him later."

A person slipped out of the seat next to Fu Qiong, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and red lips, looking him up and down: "Hello."

"Hi sister Annie." Fu Qiong said, "My name is Fu Qiong."

"Sounds like a girl's name." The woman said, "My Chinese name is Annie. You can call me whatever you want in Chinese or English. After all, they are all the same. I am the advanced original painting for you."

Then she has already started to guide Fu Qiong: "I won't say hello, do you have a foundation?

"It's... my first formal internship." Fu Qiong said, "I usually accept manuscripts..."

"Okay, you turn on the computer first, let's find today's shared file and download it." Annie said.

"Oh good!" Fu Qiong said.

"Then forget everything about you before." Annie raised her hand and gestured, "Forget your major, forget your past painting style, and complete it completely according to the requirements given in the document. If you don't understand, ask me."

"Okay." Fu Qiong replied.

"Give it to me before eating." Annie said concisely, and then slid back to her seat without saying a word of nonsense.

It may take a while for Fu Qiong to get familiar with the fast pace here, but fortunately, he is a person with strong adaptability.

It will take time for Fu Qiong to fully adapt to the completely different work intensity from O.On the first day, I ended up working overtime until eight o'clock to finish all the work.

The night of the Internet company seemed endless. When he hurried out to get on the subway, the building was still brightly lit.

Sui Zhen didn't see him back when he got home after nine o'clock, so he called and asked where he was.

"On the subway." Fu Qiong said, "I worked overtime on the first day and came back late."

"It's raining outside." Sui Zhen said, "I'll pick you up at the subway station."

Fu Qiong said: "Ah? Why did it suddenly rain?"

"Yeah." Sui Zhen said, "The signal is not good, so I hung up."

Fu Qiong hurried out of the subway and saw Sui Zhen standing at the door.He was holding a transparent umbrella, illuminated by the lights of the car, like the texture of a film.

He turned his head to look at Fu Qiong, like a long mirror in a movie, Fu Qiong's heart suddenly jumped wildly.

Sui Zhen is so beautiful, he can't help but indulge in these scenes that suddenly shock his vision, and become more and more addicted.

Sui Zhen handed him an umbrella, and the two of them could support each other.Fu Qiong was wearing new shoes, so she could only carefully avoid the pond.

Sui Zhen took a big step, but he followed him patiently.

"Why is it so late?" Sui Zhen asked, "Are you going to work overtime while you're still an intern?"

"Well, I'm a little busy." Fu Qiong said, "...my boss is seven or eight years older than me, and she is a very beautiful sister."

Sui Zhen immediately said "oh".

"Our team should be making scenes for the new game. I'm just organizing the textures today." Fu Qiong sighed, then looked up at Sui Zhen, "But, I just found out! It turned out that I went to the so-called Cheng Li’s staff cafeteria is a small cafeteria, their cafeteria is so big, and there are areas... Lunch and dinner are served, as well as afternoon tea!"

Listening to what he said, Sui Zhen paced forward slowly, occasionally pulling his arm to remind him to watch the road.

"There is a gym, a library... Anyway, it's so big, and the internal system is so complicated..." Fu Qiong chattered, "Everyone has no time to talk except for work, and they are all in a tense atmosphere... I am easily driven by this atmosphere .”

"Are you happy?" Sui Zhen asked.

"Of course I'm happy." Fu Qiong said.

Sui Zhen's expression relaxed, and he raised his hand to stroke his head: "That's good."

Fu Qiong was disturbed by this action.

Sui Zhen let go of him and said, "I'll smoke a cigarette and go upstairs."

"En." Fu Qiong put away her umbrella, propped herself in the corridor, and turned to look at Sui Zhen.The outline of Sui Zhen's side face, the flickering smoke between his slender fingers, and the curved legs.Behind it is the continuous rainwater flowing under the canopy, and the sound of rain that drowns the whole world.

"Senior." Sui Zhen looked at him sideways, holding the cigarette.

"Huh?" Fu Qiong stepped up the stairs with one foot.

"Do you want to buy a sofa?" Sui Zhen said suddenly, "I saw a sofa in your shopping cart."

Fu Qiong visited a treasure a few days ago and saw a double sofa that was so soft that the body could sink into it. She thought that the two of them might use it together when playing games in the future.Maybe because he shared the same number with Sui Zhen, he happened to see it.

"The place is too small." Fu Qiong said, "Forget it, I just have a look."

Sui Zhen thought for a while, then said, "Okay."

The whole rainy day lasted until Friday of this week.

Fu Qiong shook the umbrella at the entrance of the company, and entered the room with heating and air conditioning, feeling so comfortable that her pores almost opened.

He pressed his fingerprint to open it, and followed the elevator upstairs to the seat. Annie came over with a sleepy face: "Morning."

"Morning, Miss Anne." Fu Qiong said.

"Look at the announcement." Annie said, "This year's employee apartment benefits are open. Do you need to apply? Interns are also welcome."

"What?" Fu Qiong was a little confused, and he opened the bulletin board on the page.

"It's our staff apartment in Chengli. It costs 10 yuan a month, and interns can get a discount." Annie slid the chair over, resting her head on his desk with her hands, "Single room with private bathroom, equipped with a butler, and everything you need. After all, we There is no one who works overtime on time. It’s a [-]-minute walk from here, which is very close.”

Fu Qiong looked at the actual photo of the apartment, and suddenly his heart was moved. It looked bright and artistic, which seemed to suit him very well.It took him an hour and a half from the place he and Sui Zhen rented, and it would be a little earlier on a day like this morning...

And there is... Sui Zhen...

Fu Qiong felt that at this moment, it was time to make a break with herself.

He has sunk deeper and deeper into this pit, but Sui Zhen is different from him, he now has his own room for development, and his future must be very bright.

After all, there is a long gap between him and Sui Zhen, and it will only get deeper and deeper in the future.

"When is the deadline?" Fu Qiong asked.

"Before Chinese New Year." Annie said.

Fu Qiong nodded and thanked her.

He picked up his pen and went to work, with that on his mind.

On the way back, it happened to be raining again.When Fu Qiong came out of the subway station, Sui Zhen's call also came.

"Have you left the station yet?"

"Out." Fu Qiong said, "You won't..."

"I'll wait for you over there." Sui Zhen said.

Fu Qiong walked out of the station, and Sui Zhen stood at the exit with an innocent face and said, "I forgot to bring my umbrella."

"You...you can't read the weather forecast." Fu Qiong took out the umbrella, and Sui Zhen took it naturally.He opened the transparent umbrella to cover the two of them.

"What if I work overtime?" Fu Qiong said.

"Then wait until you get off work." Sui Zhen said, "It's not a big deal."

When two people hold an umbrella, one of them will always get closer.When passing by the road, Sui Zhen freed up a hand, wrapped his arms around his waist, and pulled him closer.

Leaning against him is full of the breath of the other party.

Mixed with the smell of rain and wet soil, Fu Qiong felt very familiar, as if she had smelled it somewhere.He slightly raised his head to look at him, and could see Sui Zhen's chin close at hand.

Sexy and beautiful jaw shape.

Want to hug him, want to kiss him... want to be with him, not just a friend.But Sui Zhen can't belong to him, they are not from the same world, not just because of his bending, but in every aspect.

Fu Qiong suddenly remembered what kind of smell it was. It was the first time he and Sui Zhen met. Sui Zhen broke in from the balcony, bringing this smell into his life without any explanation.

What a long year, what a long winter.

Fu Qiong and him walked to the door in silence, Sui Zhen turned around and put away the umbrella, then turned to look at Fu Qiong.

Maybe that look gave him inexplicable courage, Fu Qiong raised her head and said, "I have something to tell you."

Sui Zhen was stunned for a moment, and said, "You speak first."

"I..." Fu Qiong took a breath, "I might want to move out."