you are the strawberry flavor

Even if Zhang Yuan was extremely angry, he couldn't express it in Qi Shuyi's gentle smile, and replied dully "Your home".

After hanging up the phone, he sat down on the bed where he and Qi Shuyi had rolled over several times.

depressed.

So depressing.

He really just reacted, and he was even a little scared.

Qi Shuyi can go to bed with him for inspiration, but if the inspiration is gone, can she just find another one?

The painting has been finished, people have finished sleeping, Qi Shuyi has also graduated, and as soon as he patted his butt and left, he didn't know anything about him, and he didn't even meet any friends, so he had nowhere to cry!

The hunk expressed panic.

Qi Shuyi came home very quickly, as if he had taken a taxi. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhang Yuan, who was as big as Zhang Yuan, sitting on the bed with his legs crossed, with a sad expression on his face, and his painting style was so weird that it could be compared to Barbie King Kong's Nezha.

It made him tilt his head and laugh uncontrollably.

Zhang Yuan was almost bubbling with grievances in his head, and when he saw that he still dared to laugh, he was so angry that he beat the bed violently.

"Laugh at your uncle! Where did you die in the middle of the night! You came here on a merry-go-round! So slow!"

Qi Shuyi automatically ignored his temper, unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, walked over and hugged Zhang Yuan, buried his head in his arms, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Zhang Yuan, that painting...is finished. It entered the provincial exhibition. The professor helped me apply for the national art exhibition and an international oil painting competition. I was shortlisted. I have been busy preparing for it these days."

"Elected?!"

Zhang Yuan's reaction was much stronger than Qi Shuyi's, he pulled him out of his arms and gave him a slap!

He knew that Qi Shuyi's painting skills would come to the fore sooner or later!He really deserves to be his brother Yuan's man!

"Then why do you have this expression?" Zhang Yuan calmed down from his joy, saw Qi Shuyi's hesitant look, and asked in doubt, "Aren't you happy after being out of the circle?"

"Happy, but...I...go to participate in exhibitions and competitions, and also go abroad."

"That's it? Good thing, just go, why are you acting like you're going to war?"

He had heard from Qi Shuyi a long time ago that getting a job in painting is as difficult as it is difficult, and as simple as it is said.

Qi Shuyi studied oil painting, the basics are sketching, and he has always been famous for his excellence when he entered the school. During the school, a painting can sell thousands of dollars. In fact, he is not afraid of not being able to find a job.

But for this graduation art exhibition, the judges are seniors from several of the most authoritative and famous galleries, brokerage companies, and art associations in the city.

Especially the Municipal Art Association, if Qi Shuyi can participate in the national exhibition, then it will not be difficult to join the association!

In fact, some brokerage companies have noticed Qi Shuyi before, but his painting style is too simple, which affects the overall evaluation, so it has not been finalized for a long time.

Now that Qi Shuyi's painting has not only won the first prize, but can also participate in the national competition, it is not him who is looking for a job, but the job is looking for him, is this worrying?

"Stupid or not," Qi Shuyi smiled and patted his head, "Whether you win the ranking or not in this competition, you will definitely be busy in the future. Can you bear this kind of disguise?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yuan's reaction was more carefree than Qi Shuyi's.

He had already thought about it since he decided to be with Qi Shuyi.

A student who is promoted to a junior from a sophomore, or a graduate who is a senior, will have to face it sooner or later.

"It's okay, I'm not a girl, and I can't stand getting tired every day. Men should be busy with their careers. As long as you don't look for Li Yuan or Zhao Yuan for inspiration, I can accept it."

"How come, I only have you, and I will only have you in the future," Qi Shuyi's eyes flashed with emotion, he reached out and picked up the gift bag that was just placed beside the bed, and handed it to Zhang Yuan, "I picked a gift for you. "

Zhang Yuan was stunned, a gift?What kind of gift should I give him?

The gift bag didn't have a logo printed on it. Zhang Yuan opened the exquisite box with a puzzled face. When he saw the black pure cowhide wallet inside, his eyes lit up instantly!

"Fuck! This must be at least a thousand dollars less!"

Zhang Yuan picked up the wallet, touched it with his hand, and saw the printed logo with his backhand, BVLGARI: "This..."

Qi Shuyi's expression was indifferent, and he was still in the mood to joke: "Not only that, but there are a lot of shit."

"Are you crazy, buy a wallet for four or five thousand?!"

Qi Shuyi narrowed his eyes meaningfully.

Guess the price just by touching it?

"I didn't know you had a wallet last time. I didn't remind you. I lost it. I'll give you another one."

"Success," since he said it was compensation, Zhang Yuan didn't refuse any more, and accepted it graciously, kissed him on the lips, raised his eyebrows and said, "Your little Zei has a conscience."

"Have you been drinking?" Qi Shuyi frowned slightly, and was caught off guard when he turned around.

It's good that Qi Shuyi didn't mention it, but when it was mentioned, Zhang Yuan also remembered the drinking and calling just now, grabbed Qi Shuyi's neck, and pulled him in front of him.

"When will you show me your friend, and mine by the way? This relationship is like an underground party, are you kidding me?"

Qi Shuyi's eyes trembled suddenly, his eyes were dodged a little, but Zhang Yuan didn't see him, he quickly covered it up, and said helplessly, "I can't do it now, you forgot that I drew you? This painting won the prize, and the school will definitely Make a big deal out of it, it doesn’t matter if I graduate, you still have to go to school.”

"So to the outside world, you and I can only be friends for the time being, let's talk about it after you graduate."

"It doesn't matter, I don't care, my parents..."

"No, you have to care." Facing Zhang Yuan's unawareness, Qi Shuyi's expression rarely became serious, staring at him and said seriously, "You can never imagine how many people there are in this world. Inexplicable malice."

Zhang Yuan has never experienced the so-called malice from people to people, so he can't understand Qi Shuyi's words, but he also understands that Qi Shuyi's paintings are now in a critical period, and it is indeed not a good thing to expose homosexuality.

"Okay, got it, my big brother! Brother! Brother!"

Qi Shuyi had to catch a plane at night, so the two of them did nothing.

Zhang Yuan silently helped him pack the rest of his luggage, and personally sent him downstairs, watching him leave in a taxi, feeling a little empty in his heart for no reason.

Tsk, it's still a bit hypocritical after all, I can't bear it.

The school entered the summer vacation period, Zhang Yuan stayed at school and had nothing to do, packed his luggage and went home the next day, enslaved by his parents to take care of his newborn brother.

No way, my younger brother was born under the banner of Zhang Yuan not being up to date, who would do this job if he didn't?

Although Xiaotuanzi is cute, taking care of children is a day and night job. While Zhang Yuan is suffering from the ravages of life, he is also secretly thankful that being busy unexpectedly dilutes the sorrow of parting during the holiday.

Because Qi Shuyi was really busy.

Sometimes I can only send him a message in a day to report his safety, and making a phone call is a race against time. Zhang Yuan can only press down when he feels lost. After all, a man's career is still very important.

He was actually looking forward to it too.

Because he saw Qi Shuyi's painting on the school forum.

The painting is called "The Fall and Redemption".