Scumbag regrets after divorce

The morning sun shone in through the gaps in the curtains and fell on the skin, which was a little hot.

The beauty on the bed turned over, moved a little, seemed to wake up, and opened the eyebrows and eyes scalded by the peach blossoms.

Yi Huajin recognized the bed quite well, but the place where she slept for several years was suddenly replaced with a new bed, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

So she woke up as soon as she was illuminated, and had a very long dream, some couldn't remember the content of the dream clearly, but he knew that he definitely dreamed of Feng Ling.

Light up a cigarette first when you get up to wake yourself up, and then leave the bedroom after smoking.

As soon as Yi Huajin left the bedroom door, she saw a pile of food on the table, some raw food and some cooked food, and a note was pasted on it.

He tore off the note casually, and wrote a few lines on it: "Hua Jin, I'm sorry I'm too busy to take care of you these days, so I asked someone to buy you some food. If you need anything, you can call or send me a message, and I will send it to you.”

Yi Huajin's heart warmed when she saw it, and the corner of her mouth raised an arc unconsciously.

He is still a caring old classmate, after all, he used to be his best brother.

It's also because I've been too busy all these years, busy with my own career, that's why I've lost contact.

He took out his phone and found Ye Ze's name, and replied two words: "Thank you."

Soon there was an emoji back, it was a "touching the head" emoji.

Yi Huajin looked at it and smiled slightly, but didn't reply, and put her phone back in her trouser pocket.

The raw food on the table was directly thrown into the refrigerator by Yi Huajin. He wasn't very interested in cooking. If it wasn't for chasing Fengling, he wouldn't touch a knife.

And no matter what the artist's hands do, he must pay attention to the aesthetic feeling, so he spends a lot of time on cooking, carefully crafting and arranging the dishes. Of course, the taste... Whoever eats knows.

He remembered that Feng Ling had complained about his cooking before: "Is this a sculpture? Apart from being able to see it, it's too hard to eat."

Of course, Feng Ling's complaints are not unreasonable, Yi Huajin is indeed not very good at cooking.

It may be easier for him to carve a Venus than for him to cook.

Of course, not only is he not interested in cooking, but he is also not interested in eating, especially after his stomach is broken, he is even more tired of eating.

And he had no appetite in the morning, so he simply threw the cooked food into the refrigerator.

Then he changed into that cute cartoon sweater, put his hands in the pockets of his jacket and went out the door.

The sweater was very loose, and he was so thin that he couldn't hold it up at all. The clothes just covered him loosely, and he was fair and delicate. He looked like a young man who had just graduated, not at all like an old man starting with three.

The company is nearby, Yi Huajin went to the front desk to ask, and the front desk asked him to go to 2.bath salts. 02 Looking for a personnel interview.

He strolled to the second floor, and as soon as he turned into the corridor, he saw a group of people sitting at the door of 202, most of them were fresh graduates or newcomers with little work experience, very young.

It seems that they are all here for the interview.

When the group saw Yi Huajin approaching, they were not overly excited, but it was normal for newcomers not to know him, and he didn't want to be recognized either.

This circle is not the one that shows a lot of face in the entertainment industry, and he has never posted photos on the Internet. At most, people who came to his art exhibition know what he looks like.

Yi Huajin also sat outside the door and waited leisurely. During this period, people kept coming in and out of 202. When they went in, they were okay, but when they came out, everyone was downcast. It seems that this company is not easy to enter.

It's no wonder that the people around are nervous, especially sitting next to him is a little fat man with a steamed bun face, sweating profusely from nervousness.

Yi Huajin didn't pay attention to him at first, but he heard him strike up a conversation with her: "You... aren't you nervous?"

"It's okay." Yi Huajin leaned against the wall and closed her eyes to rest.

"You look like a great god...you are my idol, Yi Huajin, have you heard of it?"

"Well, I've heard of it." He still responded indifferently, as if it wasn't his own name that was said from someone else's mouth.

"You've heard of it! He's quite famous, but you're definitely not. It's just that he looks like him... He's so famous and powerful, so he wouldn't come to this kind of company for an interview. He's Feng Yi's chief concept artist division!!"

Yi Huajin slightly opened half of her eyes, cast her eyes on the little fat man, and glanced at the resume in his hand: "Hua University?"

Yi Huajin graduated from Huada University. This person is an alumnus of his, and his name is written on his resume——Zheng Qi.

"Yeah, how do you know?"

"It's nothing, everyone in Hua eats well, I'm guessing." Yi Huajin has always been venomous, and gave such a reason casually.

"You don't know, you're from Huada, right?" Zheng Qi didn't care what he meant, and was a little excited.

"Well, it's been ten years since I graduated."

"Ten years!! But I think you are so young...but you really look like me, Yishen, twins! Especially the earrings and long hair, I thought he was the only one in the painting circle who could control them~"

Zheng Qi also forgot his nervousness after chatting with him, and continued to chatter: "Yishen is the pride of our painting circle. His looks and skills go hand in hand. Unfortunately, I have never met him in person. My biggest dream is to ask him Ask for a manuscript, and then worship at home!!"

Yi Huajin twitched at him slightly: "Your dream is too simple."

"Hey, I think it's a luxury. I don't have money and I can't afford Yishen's paintings. I can't even afford the tickets for his art exhibition. I can only worship silently~"

"Then I wish your dreams come true as soon as possible." Yi Huajin smiled warmly, a warm color smeared on his stern face.

It wasn't the first time he was admired by others, but he didn't feel anything before, but this person gave him a different feeling, very sincere.

Zheng Qi took out a few manuscripts from under the resume in his hand: "Well, let me show you my paintings. They are all copies of Yishen's pictures. I like his designs and colors very much. They are really great. !"

Yi Huajin took it over, looked carefully at each one, and couldn't help but marvel in her heart—it was quite similar, and even the brushstrokes were copied so that it was almost fake.

It seems that this time he is a real fan, not a fan, because he actually has a lot of fans.

"How? I don't know if you have seen the original drawings. These are some of his early concept manuscripts. There are pictures on the Internet, so I drew a few of them."

It was rare for Yi Huajin not to have a bad tongue, and praised him: "It's pretty good, I guess he wouldn't be able to recognize it by himself."

"really?"

"Really, but there is one thing...Copying other people's drawings is just mechanically repeating other people's design concepts and ideas. It is not pleasant for you to bring this kind of work to the interview."

Zheng Qi was puzzled: "Isn't the interview all about technology? Design concepts are very important?"

"Of course it's important, because the most important thing for a painter is the idea, and the technique is only secondary." Yi Huajin took one of his pictures and then patiently talked to him: "For example, why did the original author use this yellow color in this place? It is to highlight the theme design, use the strong contrast of pure gray to widen the rhythm, so that the whole picture does not look too rigid, and it is just stuck at the junction of light and dark. With the strong black and white contrast, it can guide people's vision and become The only visual center."

"Oh~ so, I thought the yellow color was just to brighten up the picture, but I didn't think there were so many words about Yu Yan!"

"And here..."

Everyone else was going to 202 for interviews, only the two of them sat motionless all morning, Yi Huajin was all giving lectures to Zheng Qi, and by the way, he also drew a manuscript for him and gave it to him.

Although Yi Huajin usually doesn't like to talk to strangers and is cold and arrogant, she still has an enthusiastic side, which is to teach people.

In the end, all the people in the corridor were gone, and only the two of them were left. A middle-aged woman came out of 202 and glanced at the two of them: "Are you here for an interview? Why don't you come in?"

Only then did Zheng Qi remember the interview, took his resume and portfolio, and followed the woman into the room.

The interviews came in line one by one, Yi Huajin watched him go in, and waited outside the corridor by herself.

Waiting was quite boring, he bowed his head skillfully and lit a cigarette, and smoked silently with his eyes closed.

After smoking a cigarette, Zheng Qi just came out, and he sighed in frustration: "Hey~"

After he came out, he greeted Yi Huajin again: "Sure enough, it didn't happen... But I wish you good luck, I think you will definitely do it!"

"Thank you." Yi Huajin stood up, answered politely, and turned around to enter 202.

However, he originally thought that he just came to sign and it would be over. It wasn't until he went in that he realized that something was wrong.