because i'm pretty

When Yuan Zhiming drove to the outer ring road, he remembered the WeChat misuse incident. Up to now, he doesn't even have the contact information of Director Li.

But the other party didn't mention it, so he probably didn't care too much... He looked at the convoy in front of him, stopping and stopping, feeling a little inexplicably depressed.

When the phone rang, Yuan Zhiming usually didn't dare to listen to the phone while driving, but the caller was Yuan Songqing, so he still clicked on the speakerphone.

"Is the exhibition good?"

"Very good, I learned a lot, and Wang Daqi's speech was very good," Yuan Zhiming replied.

Yuan Songqing didn't really care about these, after listening to a few words, he continued: "A good painting doesn't necessarily mean a good eye."

Yuan Zhiming sneered: "Uncle Qiu's report is very fast."

"He feels very sorry, and he is afraid that he won't comfort you," Yuan Songqing said, "but I say my son is not that fragile."

"Well," Yuan Zhiming blinked, "I'm fine, I'll visit Uncle Qiu again in a few days."

Yuan Songqing laughed heartily. There is no need to talk too much between the father and son, it is enough to hear each other's state through a phone call.

After chatting for a while, Yuan Songqing asked, "Is there enough money recently? Shall I transfer you some artist incentive money?"

Yuan Zhiming immediately said: "No, the artist just sold a set of pictures to the visual website a few days ago, and I will give you a red envelope when it arrives in a few days."

"Congratulations, keep the flowers for yourself, I don't need your money," Yuan Songqing said with a smile.

"Okay," Yuan Zhiming looked at the dashboard, and said casually, "Recently, the temperature in Huaizhou has dropped, so remember to turn on the geothermal."

"Yes, it's open."

"Drink plenty of water and don't stay up late," Yuan Zhiming said again.

Yuan Songqing smiled: "Raising a son is so long-winded, I will give you these as they are, don't ask, your father is better than you."

Yuan Zhiming made a "cut", and heard someone talking on the other end of Yuan Songqing. Before he could increase the volume, the other party said: "I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going out for tea in the afternoon, so you should go out more often. Don't stay at home all the time."

Yuan Zhiming agreed, hung up the phone, and passed by the gas station to change lanes.

When it was approaching, he hesitated for a while, and then turned off the turn signal and went back the same way.

The temperature rose a bit in the afternoon. Yuan Zhiming lived in an old-fashioned residential area, and the mottled walls were covered with creepers. As the temperature dropped, the leaves of the trees had begun to turn from green to red.

The location of the community is not too close to the urban area, but in the past few years, the city center has been scattered, and commercial areas have gradually risen around it. It is said that it will be demolished in a short time.

Across a connecting road, opposite the four-story small building wrapped in leaves in this area is a newly built high-end commercial and residential building.

When Li Yikai entered the door with four identical bottles of wine, Zhou Xing was taken aback for a moment: "So rich?"

"Well, let's drink." The four green bottles were lined up in a neat row, but Li Yikai's face was not cleared by the neatness.

"What's the matter? Are you not happy to see me?"

"No... Where's Zhao Kaisi?" Li Yikai asked.

"Whatever, you sit first." Zhou Xing turned around and entered the kitchen. His house was spacious and bright with three bedrooms and two living rooms.In addition, the host likes to cook, and most of the dinners for several people are with him.

"The red box on the cabinet, remember to take it before you leave." Zhou Xing came out with a plate of fruit, and raised his chin towards the shelf with the three-door door in the living room.

Li Yikai picked up the exquisite gift box: "Isn't it? It's still half a year before my birthday."

"The gift for Double Eleven, Singles' Day, remember?"

"Oh, then I don't want it," Li Yikai put it back in place.

Zhou Xing didn't have time to talk to him, so he hurried back to the kitchen and said while fiddling with the oven, "I told you, you really believe me. Whoever gives you a present is a perfume for auntie."

Li Yikai asked with a smile: "What do you mean by that? I don't dare to accept it for her. Later, she thinks you are interested in her."

"Hey, why are you so busy?" Zhou Xing had to admit, "I originally bought this for someone, but I couldn't send it out. Are you satisfied?"

"Then who" refers to who is self-evident.

Li Yikai leaned against the kitchen door: "Are you fighting again?"

"No", after Zhou Xing finished speaking, he stopped what he was doing after a while and took off his gloves.

"It's not a quarrel, I think... this time it's almost the same."

Li Yikai nodded without saying anything.Zhou Xing's girlfriend is the goddess he has been chasing since college. After four or five years of separation and reunion, it is the result of Zhou Xing's unilateral efforts to get to the present. Li Yikai does not want to see him continue like this, but he has never Not much has been said.

"That happened to be four bottles of wine with me," he said after a while.

"You're really annoying, really." Zhou Xing finished his work, took out a cigarette and lit it, feeling depressed for a while.

Suddenly smiled maliciously, "Then I have good news for you."

Li Yikai took two steps back avoiding the smell of smoke, wrinkled his nose and waited for him to continue.

Zhou Xing wanted to move closer: "Qi Jiu is going back to China."

"Oh."

"That's the reaction?"

Li Yikai snorted: "Do you think everyone is as in love with brains as you are? What's more, I have nothing happened with him. When he comes back, call me and let him clean up the dust together. We will cooperate again when we have the opportunity to work together."

"Damn, you workaholic," Zhou Xing pinched his cigarette and continued the kitchen battle.

After a while, Yaoyao scolded again: "Did Zhao Kaisi die on the road?"

Zhao Kaisi did not die on the road, Zhao Kaisi just likes to be late every day.It is also very strange why Li Yikai can live in peace with him for four years in college and be a roommate for four years.

When he arrived, Zhou Xing's barbecue, steamed seafood, and vegetable salads were all on the table, fully demonstrating the cultivation achievements of a man who has been courting for many years.

Among the three of them, Li Yikai and Zhou Xing are high school classmates, and Zhao Kaisi is a college classmate. In the past, there was Qi Jiu, a friend Li Yikai met in the studio. Around Li Yikai as the center, several like-minded people gradually became good brothers. .

If it weren't for the problems between Qi Jiu and Li Yikai later, maybe now the three of them have dinner together, and they will make a cross-border video to Qi Jiu to toast together.

"Come on, for Director Li's four bottles of wine today, I first wish Director Li a prosperous career and a happy single forever!" Zhou Xing raised his glass.

Zhao Kaisi spat out the shrimp shells and echoed: "I wish Mr. Li will always be the most handsome tennis prince in Jinghai!"

Li Yikai worked overtime and hadn't touched a racket for almost two months.

But he didn't care about it, he said "thank you" leisurely, clinked glasses and continued eating.

"How was the art exhibition?" Zhao Kaisi asked, chewing on the barbecue.

"It's not that good," Li Yikai said.

"No way? I heard that Wang Daqi's new works are very well received. Does this not catch your eye?"

Not really, Li Yikai thought for a while: "The works are still the same, but the people are not very good."

"You can be really interesting, why do you still refer to people? Painting is painting, and you even engage in personal attacks." Zhou Xing was not idle, and he yelled at him while eating, "It's not because he is ugly that you say that Are you cheating?"

"Get out", Li Yikai cursed and then fell silent.

I don't know what to say about Yuan Zhiming's trivial matter, it's really too small, I feel a bit gossip after talking about it, and I'm afraid that Yuan Zhiming will be mentioned, and with Zhou Xing's virtue, he will start pulling red lines again.

After chatting for a while, Zhou Xing inadvertently mentioned: "Next week, I will have to go to the construction site all the time. Just thinking about it will give me a headache, and I will paint the walls and graffiti every day."

He graduated from the Academy of Drama, majoring in stage design. After graduation, he didn't go to work in the company. He asked his family to sponsor him and opened a small studio, specializing in the design and production of sets for the crew.

Li Yikai's heart skipped a beat, and he cared enthusiastically about his good brother: "What graffiti?"

"I took a scene about skateboarding and underground bands, and the director was very demanding. The existing graffiti walls are not good enough. I want to repaint the graffiti walls for them." Zhou Xing drank most of it while talking. Cup, with gloomy brows, and asked Zhao Kaisi, who is engaged in art:

"Do you know any friends who paint? I mentioned a lot of people last week, but they were all brushed off."

Just as he hit the muzzle of Li Yikai's gun, he wiped his hands, took a sip of wine, listened to Zhao Kaisi chanting a few names, and showed Zhou Xing the works from his mobile phone, but he rejected them one by one.

Only then did he speak: "I know one, I can ask you for you."

"Okay, okay, it's better to have a special style of painting. I have 6 walls, but now I only painted 2," Zhou Xing said happily.

"Hmm...it's quite special," Li Yikai pursed his lips.

Zhou Xing was short-tempered: "Then you can ask now, or show me his paintings."

"Let's talk next Monday."

"Why don't next week, we film and television migrant workers don't have weekends, so it's urgent."

Li Yikai can't say that he hasn't added WeChat yet.

He ignored him, leaving Zhou Xing alone to make a unilateral personal attack.

Zhao Kaisi made a rescue and changed the subject: "Yikai, do you know that Qi Jiu is coming back?"

"I know", Li Yikai replied, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You know everything?"

Among the four people, Qi Jiu and Zhao Kaisi have the least relationship. If it weren't for Li Yikai, the two might not have any contact.

"He posted it in Moments," Zhao Kaisi explained.

Zhou Xing caught the point and regained his vitality: "Oh, yes, he also posted on Moments, why, you two deleted each other?"

"I usually don't look at Moments."

As Li Yikai said, he turned on the phone and searched for Qi Chen's name. The chat history of the two of them still stayed on the sentence "good night", and the first one in the other party's circle of friends was a plane ticket to return to China next month... …

He didn't add the friends who should be added, and he didn't delete the people who should be deleted.