Group pet little magic chef

Yan Qing went back to school, ate outside, returned to the dormitory, took a shower, sat down and continued to draw Su Yuan's human figure.

"Hey, Yan Qing, who are you drawing? This guy is quite handsome."

Deming's voice sounded in his ears, Yan Qing was too focused to notice him coming back, he looked at the time, a little surprised: "Why did you come back so early? It's only after nine o'clock."

Deming went to his desk and put down his schoolbag, "I came back after a cold and dizziness."

"Have a cold?" Hearing this, Yan Qing put down the tablet, first turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, and then opened her cabinet to look for medicine.

"I have medicine. Do you have a cold or catch a cold? Do you have a fever? I can't hear your voice."

He found out the thermometer and shook it a few times and handed it to Deming: "Take your temperature first."

"You probably didn't have a fever. I didn't cover the quilt last night. I was in the self-study classroom in the morning. The air conditioner was too cold." Deming said, but he still took the thermometer and put it under his armpit, and went to the banquet table to look at his paintings. "Hey, who are you painting? Your sweetheart?"

"What?" Yan Qing picked out the medicine suitable for De Ming and gave it to him, "This is Su Yuan, the president of Shengshi."

"This is the president of Shengshi?" Deming was surprised, and he stretched his neck to take a closer look, "So handsome?"

"Handsome, isn't he? I was shocked when I saw it. And he's still very young." Yan Qing picked up a pen and tapped the screen again, adding, "And he's in a very good shape."

Deming was mobilized because he was sluggish due to a cold, and joked, "Have you seen other people naked?"

"I went to cook for him today, and he went swimming, so I saw it." Yan Qing nodded, his eyes lit up, "My God, that figure, tsk, it's amazing, let me tell you."

De Ming winked at him, "Why, is your heart moving?"

They knew about Yan Qing's sexual orientation when they were freshmen, but they haven't seen Yan Qing make a boyfriend for several years in college, so they don't know what kind of guy he likes.

Yan Qing blinked, looked away and denied: "What, you just appreciate it, right? Appreciate it!"

"Oh~~" Deming elongated his tone, turning a few corners for him with the word "oh", "I appreciate it, I understand, I understand."

He also patted Yan Qing on the shoulder, with an expression of "everyone is a man, who doesn't know who".

Yan Qing: "...It's really appreciation!"

"Good, good, appreciate, appreciate." Seeing the banquet in a hurry, Dai Ming smiled, "But this guy is so handsome, if I like men, I will be fascinated by him."

Yan Qing looked down at the portrait she drew on the screen, those eyes that were as quiet as the deep sea were looking at him.

These eyes sometimes have other expressions.

"Well, he's very handsome." Yan Qing murmured.

After a while, Yan Qing raised his eyes and said: "It's time, take out your thermometer to see how much it is?"

Deming took out the thermometer and looked at it against the light, "38.3."

"I have a fever." Yan Qing found out another box of antipyretics, "Take this one too. After eating, lie down early and have a good rest."

"Ah."

Deming went to take a shower, took the medicine and climbed onto the bed, "Then I'll go to bed first, and I don't care about you."

"Go to sleep." Yan Qing turned off the headlights in the dormitory, and turned on the small desk lamp herself.

Sitting down again, Yan Qing looked at Su Yuan's face on the screen, and it took him a long time to start drawing again.

On Monday the next day, Yan Qing got up early in the morning to check on Deming's situation. Seeing that his temperature had dropped, he was relieved, and went downstairs to buy a breakfast for Deming before heading to catch the subway.

When he arrived at the company, he finally met Hua Ying, the leader of their original artist team, and Yuan Yu, another member of the team.

"Oh, you are Yan Qing, right? I have been admiring you for a long time, I am Yuan Yu."

As soon as Yan Qing walked to the office area of ​​their group, he saw a man and a woman there.

The man was very excited when he saw him coming over and grabbed his hand.

"Hi senior, I'm Yanqing."

Yan Qing already knew the names of his two seniors in the same group, and asked Ji Ling about it, and at this moment he finally matched up with them.

He looked at this senior Yuanyu again. He had shoulder-length hair, a very delicate face, very big and round eyes, but he had two big dark circles under his eyes, and he looked very haggard. It looks like a social animal that has been tortured madly.

"Hello, hello, our team finally has a newcomer."

Yuan Yu looked saved, and excitedly pulled Yan Qing to introduce him, "This is sister Hua Yinghua, the leader of our original artist team."

Yan Qing turned to the tall and cold woman in a black dress on the other side, "Hello, Sister Hua, I'm Yan Qing."

"Well, I heard what Sister Ruo said." Huaying nodded slightly, and said straight to the point, "How is the task I assigned you before?"

Yan Qing hurriedly said: "I finished the drawing."

"let me see."

"Okay." Yan Qing hurried back to his seat and turned on the phone, called out the pictures he had drawn, and made way for him, "Sister Hua, I drew three, take a look."

"What? You drew three?" Yuan Yu rushed to his side first, "Let me see."

Looking at the three completely different images on the screen, but meeting the design requirements, with harmonious and bold design drawings, Yuan Yu patted Yan Qing's shoulder excitedly: "Oh, boy, you draw well!"

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Hua Ying again, "Sister Hua, come and take a look, we have help!"

Huaying paced over, sat down, and looked at each piece of paper carefully.

Yan Qing looked at her nervously. Although she had already been praised by Yuan Yu, she still had to be approved by the team leader in the end.

Hua Ying looked at the three pictures for a while, and kept clicking on the three pictures with the mouse in his hand, and asked Yan Qing, "Which one do you like best?"

Yan Qing looked at her expression with a calm face, and didn't see her attitude, but he still replied: "I like the second picture the most."

"Well, let's use the second one." Huaying said.

Yan Qing opened his mouth wide and did not respond, "Huh?"

Yuan Yu bumped his arm, and explained with a smile: "Ah, what, Sister Hua said that your design has passed."

Yan Qing blinked, "Oh, oh, thank you Sister Hua." Is this passed?

Huaying glanced at him, the human cub was dumbfounded, and she had a smile in her eyes: "But it still needs to be repaired, the limbs need to be drawn sharper, the facial features need to be more obvious, and the weapon in hand can be optimized. "

"Okay, okay." Yan Qing nodded again and again, writing down the team leader's request.

Hua Ying got up and reached out to him.

Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, and Yuan Yu bumped his arm before grabbing it.

Hua Ying: "Welcome to "Magic World"."

Yan Qing knew that the team leader really recognized herself, "Thank you, Sister Hua, I will work hard."

Yan Qing was very excited, but there was someone more excited than him.

"Great!" Yuan Yu wrapped his arms around Yan Qing's shoulders and looked at him with tears in his eyes, "Finally someone has come to share my pain!"

Yan Qing: "..." It doesn't sound very good.

"That, senior..." Yan Qing called weakly.

Yuan Yu was still crying heartily, her big round eyes filled with tears: "Do you know how painful it is for me! There were only two of us before, and I painted every day with all my might, and I was so exhausted baby! Baby is just a piece of paper. Fish! Why are you embarrassing me so much!"

Yan Qing: "..." It sounds miserable, but what does it mean that it's just a fish?

Yan Qing patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and asked curiously, "Why don't you hire more original painters?"

For such a big game, there are only two original artists, so it's not exhausting.

Speaking of this, Yuan Yu became even more sad, pointing his finger outward: "It's all their fault!"

Yan Qing: "...? Ah? What do you mean?"

Yuan Yu: "It's all their fault! They don't want to learn to draw! Only Sister Hua and I were unlucky enough to win the lottery!"

Other people in the office also came, heard it, and refuted it.

"Hahahahaha, who made you unlucky!"

"Oh, Yu'er, among us, you and Sister Hua are the only ones who can sit still and calm down to learn painting! This is a talent that only you have, and we can't envy you."

"That's right, Yu'er, we all depend on you, and we will never forget the contributions you and Sister Hua have made."

Yuan Yu snorted angrily: "Humph, that sounds nice! I remember you all!"

He turned around and hugged Yan Qing: "Fortunately, you are here! I heard that your cooking is super delicious, I must eat more at noon!"

Yan Qing: "..." I always feel that something is wrong?