The time of rebirth without regret

Chapter No.17 I am an illustrator

Wu Hanshi closed his laptop, took out his wallet, and went out and turned left to the flight attendant.

After he went out, Zhang Yueran stared at Xi Jun, smiled meaningfully and sat down on the opposite bed.Xi Jun didn't explain his attitude much, and took out his mobile phone and started sending text messages to the editor.

Although this time I came out using the magazine as a cover, but the illustration series I just received is indeed going to be a finished product.The editor repeatedly asked him to keep in touch no matter where he went, and to cooperate with the revision progress of the work at any time, and now he just reported his whereabouts to the editor.

"Did you just decide to go to City A to collect folk songs?" Zhang Yueran asked suddenly.

Xi Jun didn't lift his head: "Almost."

"So you're going to publish a book again?"

"It hasn't been discussed in detail yet."

"It seems that you like painting very much, so why did you study your current major?"

"...The volunteer has not been filled out."

"But you look more powerful than a professional..."

Xi Jun stood up: "I'm going to the bathroom."

"..."

Faced with Zhang Yueran's enthusiastic overtures, Xi Jun couldn't help but tell him to shut up.

Although he clearly knows that behind his smiling mask is not sincere concern, but if he entertains each other with a fake smile like him, Xi Jun really can't do it.

If I had known that he would also "go out and turn left" with Wu Hanshi.

Xi Jun thought it would be good to avoid it for a while, so he went to the bathroom.Before reaching the door, I saw a slender figure leaning on the side and making a phone call.He involuntarily stopped near him.

"Well, it's me. Did you find the bag?"

"..."

"That's good. After getting the bag, set off for City A immediately. This time, you have to check your documents!"

"..."

"What can I do! Call me when you arrive and see you in the company."

Wu Han who was on the phone was very imposing, just as Xi Jun knew, no need to ask, the other party must be a hard-working little secretary.Wu Hanshi turned off his cell phone, looked back, and saw that bear who coldly asked him to "go out and turn left" was standing not far from him, looking at him quietly.

Putting the phone back in his pocket, Wu Hanshi walked towards him: "Why did you come out?"

Xi Jun: "Did you get the ticket?"

Wu Hanshi rubbed his head with one hand and smiled: "It's fixed."

"Oh."

"..."

"Do you still want to make a call?" Xi Jun slapped the big hand that got in the way.

"no need."

"Then you are still in a daze and won't go back? Your important property is still there."

Wu Han glanced at him strangely: "I'll wait for you, you...don't go to the bathroom?"

"Eh?"

"Don't go to the bathroom, what are you doing out..."

Xi Jun pouted, wondering if I could say it to avoid your "blue-faced confidant".Of course, that person used to be his "confidant", but in the current situation, no matter whose "confidant" he used to be, Mr. Xi feels uncomfortable.

On the way, Wu Hanshi showed Mr. Xi the purchased ticket, which was located above his berth.Looking at the set of numbers, Xi Jun really felt that the word "handy" cannot be used to describe it.

First, when he "knew" Wu Han by mistake, he brought him to the private room, and then Zhang Yueran also made up the ticket for this private room inexplicably.I don't know if the two of them met in the same way in the previous life.It's just that there was no Mr. Xi in the previous life, so who was the middleman?

"...Is it your classmate?" Wu Hanshi turned his face away after asking, and saw someone who was distracted, and shook his head with a smile.

"What? What did you say?" Xi Jun was embarrassed.

"The newcomer just now is your classmate?"

"Yes. A professional senior..." It's still a dormitory.

"That is to say, you are also a student majoring in literary arts?" Wu Han stopped, "How old are you?"

Xi Jun said honestly, "Freshman."

Wu Han felt slightly regretful: "Oh."

That's not the representative of the intern students sent by the college.So--

"Just now your senior asked you why you went to City A, and you said to collect folk songs. Are you taking pictures?"

"No. But it's a bit similar..." Photography and illustration are both visual aesthetics, and Xi Jun is also quite interested in photography.However, the investment in equipment for photography is not something a rookie with limited means can afford, so he can just paint with peace of mind for now.

"Similar?" Wu Hanshi stared at him with interest, "What is that?"

"Painting." Speaking of this, Xi Jun raised his face slightly proudly, his eyes brightened, "I am an illustrator."