The plot collapsed after everyone thought it was rotten

On Monday, the continuous rain finally stopped and the city cleared up.

A few young men and women ran all the way from the nearby bus stop with drawing boards on their backs, laughing and deliberately stepping on the puddles to scare away several wild cats that came out to look for food.

"Hey, have you heard that our studio is going to have a new teacher, who teaches oil painting, and it is said that he graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts of A University."

"There's nothing to say about it. Take a brick and throw it at our studio teacher. It can stun three big A's."

"Male and female? Are they good-looking?"

"Who knows...but none of the teachers in our University A teach oil painting. They say that their department is the most mysterious and difficult to take, and has the least number of graduates. Most of them will work alone with their tutors after graduation, or simply go to the new artist. Mang on the road, come to our studio, this is considered descending from the world, right?"

"You little comrade, how do you grow others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige? After all, we are also the No. [-] studio in Tianzi in China, okay?"

A few children entered the studio chattering, and the two cats raised in the studio immediately rushed up and rubbed their legs and acted like a baby. Everyone forgot the topic just now, and shouted one after another, "Good morning, little quack~" "Mr. Me!" "Yuzi fell out of favor? Don't be afraid, come to my sister's arms..."

The first person to rush into No. 01 studio to put the drawing board was a boy, and he blurted out "Ah" as soon as he opened the door.

"What's the matter? Why do you make such a fuss every day?"

The boy turned around and gestured: "We seem to have a new classmate."

"real or fake?"

The people behind swarmed over and squeezed at the door.

I saw that the skylight classroom was well lit, and a group of still lifes was carefully placed in the center of the classroom. A boy was sitting in front of an easel by the window, brushing and brushing.

I say boys because most of the students here are art candidates in their teens, and only a small part are college students or social people.The number of classes opened by Jingjie Studio is very small, and it is hard to find one, so students need a certain threshold if they want to come in and study.

The first batch of students who came today were all senior high school students.

And the new face in front of him had pure black and well-behaved curly hair, a plain dark blue shirt with short sleeves and brown shorts, and a rococo-style silk scarf with a Tianma pattern on the neckline.

"He's so good-looking. I'd like to ask him to be my model for this week's sketching assignment..."

"Oh, keep your voice down."

A few whispered in the back, but the boy who came in first could only bite the bullet and go forward to say hello.

"Hello, new classmate? Which middle school are you from?"

The "new classmate" looked up at him and said nothing.

The little eyes are icy cold.

But the boy was inexplicably caught by his gaze, blushed a little, and concealedly greeted the people behind him: "Why are you standing outside, come in."

The "new classmate" looked not only too shy or too cold, but when they were all seated, they still didn't say a word.

The classroom has never been so quiet, only the sound of sharpening pencils and sticking paper can be heard.

But soon the children couldn't bear it anymore, and started chatting with each other as usual.

"Shall we carpool to the sketching class the day after tomorrow?"

"Ah... no. I have to take a day off the day after tomorrow. My mother is taking me to a wedding."

"Haunted, is it worth taking time off to attend the wedding? Teacher Qin's sketching class, sister, Teacher Qin! Go out for an outing with the handsome guy, don't you seize this opportunity?"

"Don't mention it, I'm almost depressed to death. My mother said that this wedding is so important, and she asked me to dress up, so that she thought she was going to drag me on a blind date with an underage girl... It's actually a business marriage between two families , when the time comes, all the famous people in this city will be there, she wants me to get in touch with other people's children, and cultivate contacts from an early age. Oh, it's so annoying."

The boy who was listening to the small talk suddenly interjected forcefully: "Is it the Huo family and the Ji family?"

"Mom, you scared me!"

The boy's old god said: "My parents also talked about this two days ago. Hey, do you know who the groom is?"

"Do my shit."

"There is Huo Chuxiao!"

All of a sudden, the attention of several people around was attracted.

"Huo Chuxiao? That A beauty oil painting department..."

"That's him! He graduated from the attached high school with me, and our school studio still has the sketches he drew in high school. Grass, the talent is really high, but the development is really slow."

"He seems to have stopped painting a long time ago? Didn't he say that his son inherited his father's business and went home to start a business?"

"Fart, he's running errands in his father's company. My cousin met him when he was talking about business. He said that he has disappeared from everyone, and he looks very bad, with a bad temperament and complexion."

"I've also heard that he's not very popular in his own company, so he's probably not a very good person..."

"I really envied him back then."

"What is there to envy..."

Several high school students met and chatted happily, but no one noticed the new classmate.

And Huo Chuxiao didn't care what they were talking about, and just focused on writing.

After a while, the door of the studio was pushed open again, a tall and thin man walked to the door of 01 studio, and said abruptly, "What are you talking about, it's so lively?"

The high school students were taken aback, and several of them flattered and shouted, "Teacher Qin~"

Qin Huai made a neat gesture to stop his voice, took off the sunglasses on the high bridge of his nose with one finger, and pinned it to the collar of his shirt, revealing a pair of extraordinarily cold amber peach eyes.

He stepped into the sunlight, and the amber turned a lighter honey yellow.

Walking all the way to the only new face in the classroom, Qin Huai didn't speak, but walked around behind the drawing board and looked at the drawing seriously.

Qin Huai, who was still a little drowsy at first, suddenly brightened up.

Precise perspective and structure, solid texture, exquisite light and shadow, and Russian realism with outstanding personal style... Don't say that this painting is an excellent work of a student, even if Qin Huai is now a model painting, he would I can't guarantee that I can draw better than the person in front of me.

He reluctantly moved his eyes away from the painting and landed on the person who was painting.

"New colleagues, welcome."

Qin Huai straightened up, said solemnly, and stretched out his hand.

Huo Chuxiao finally stopped writing. He first looked up at this tall man who didn't look like a studio teacher, and then nodded: "Thank you."

He quickly wrote a signature in the lower right corner of the drawing paper, and marked today's date.

Qin Huai only took one look at the signature and recognized the person in front of him.

"Huo Chuxiao?"

Although he didn't graduate from College A, he had heard of this person's name a long time ago.

A few years younger than myself, with extraordinary talents, but after graduation, he fell silent, like a shooting star.

Huo Chuxiao then stood up and shook hands with him.

"Qin Huai. Is it popular to introduce yourself by the other person's name now?"

Qin Huai couldn't help smiling, and made a gesture of invitation to him: "I knew there was a new teacher coming today, but I didn't expect it to be you. I'll take you to visit the studio first. You continue to draw, Mr. Rules, class starts in a quarter of an hour, don't let me see a little bit of snacks in the classroom."

Saying that, the two walked out one after the other.

During the whole process, Huo Chuxiao didn't even glance at the group of students.

After the two teachers left, the classroom visibly froze for a few seconds before someone said quietly, "Did he hear everything we just said!?"

Several people looked at each other with unspeakable pain on their faces.

The girl closest to Huo Chuxiao moved her head curiously, wanting to see his sketch, but blurted out "Damn it."

She turned her head and said to her friend: "I take back what I just said, I'm so fucking envious of him!"

The children immediately put aside the embarrassment of their death just now, and surrounded them.

Qin Huai led Huo Chuxiao all the way to the utility room on the top floor. Although he could not be called considerate, he still answered every question.Although Huo Chuxiao didn't ask anything.

Qin Huai: "Is there anything else you don't understand?"

Huo Chuxiao shook his head and said lightly, "Thank you."

Qin Huai: "Oh, by the way, I'm also one of the partners of the studio. Although I'm just a nominal name, strictly speaking... I'm also your superior. If you have any questions, you can come to me."

Huo Chuxiao faintly heard the noisy voices of the group of high school students from downstairs, so he said, "There is only one small problem."

"please say."

"I know that new members must start from the most basic teaching teachers. How long will this process last?"

Qin Huai was surprised, and smiled again, "I can tell, you really don't like children."

"Just don't like dealing with people. It doesn't matter if it's with adults or kids."

Qin Huai couldn't help but sized up Huo Chuxiao.

Obviously he seems to be an obedient and quiet person, he almost mistook him for a student who came to class at first sight, but Huo Chuxiao really has an unexpected straight temper, and his behavior reveals self and alienation.

I have to admit that this contrast hits the heart of his favor.

"About a year, not too long."

Huo Chuxiao understood, paused and said, "Then, can I ask you for leave?"

Qin Huai: "Are you going to ask for leave just after going to work?"

Huo Chuxiao: "I'm getting married the day after tomorrow, and I'm going to attend the wedding. But if you, as the leader, can give me a no-leave form, I'd be more than happy to use it to prevaricate my parents."

Qin Huai was taken aback, stuttering a bit, "Ah... this, that's it. Then congratulations. It's your paid personal leave. Don't forget to bring us some wedding candy."

Huo Chuxiao: "Thank you, you are such a good boss."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head chicly and left alone.

Qin Huai: "..."

His face was expressionless, and his tone of voice didn't fluctuate at all. It was even more enjoyable than reading... Can flattery take some time off!

This is definitely a calm thorn in a well-behaved skin!Boss Qin felt melancholy in his heart.

On the day of the marriage, Ji and Huo's family were extremely busy.

The venue was set at a commercial old castle in the suburbs. The open-air white wedding was full of guests. Just the passing luxury cars were enough for an exhibition, and professional security personnel could be seen everywhere.

Reluctantly, Du Yuan asked for leave from the studio, wearing a small dress skirt and very awkward high heels, followed her mother dejectedly, watching a group of adults socializing in a dull and philistine manner.

Teacher Qin's sketching class... just gone.

Fortunately, her best friend also attended the wedding.

"Hey, what's the matter, slumped head?" The best friend bumped into her shoulder, holding a small plate of brownies in her hand, eating comfortably, "Are you here, auntie?"

"Screw you."

The best friend smiled at her slyly, "Speaking of energy? Today's groom is very handsome, and he even served as a soldier!"

Du Yuan: "I know, Ji Zongming, you've told me eight hundred times."

The best friend sighed faintly: "It's a pity that the flowers are stuck on the cow dung, it's a match for everyone."

Finding that Du Yuan looked at her post with strange eyes, my best friend thought she didn't understand, and explained: "It's the boss of the Huo family, Huo Chuxiao, a big joke in our circle. Didn't I talk about wanting to be with you a few years ago?" Want to learn to paint? My old man got very angry and said he should learn ass! Look at the Huo family boy, everyone is useless! He has no elite style at all, he looks like his mother selling insurance in a suit , or the one with the lowest performance!"

The best friend laughed gloatingly, with a little brownie on her front teeth, she was more funny than what she said.

Du Yuan rolled her eyes. If she had said this before, she would probably believe it, but since seeing Huo Chuxiao's sketch that day, the little girl has silently regarded him as the goal of her efforts.

The newly promoted idol was arranged, and Du Yuan immediately developed a will to fight!

"What cow dung? The family is super beautiful, okay? I still think that a soldier is rough and not good enough for him. Also, what sells insurance? Have you ever seen a painter who wears formal clothes every day? His level, casually Selling a painting is someone else's salary for a year, okay?"

The best friend glared: "You don't believe me, do you? Okay, you'll understand when the two of you make their debut in a while."

The two little girls competed in private, and they heard the wedding music change, and the master of ceremonies began to host.

"I'm coming!"

Ji Zongming didn't want to be urged, so he arrived at the wedding venue early. The dress was custom-made in France. It was a black and white formal suit. He wore a black one. The top-level fit complemented the top-notch figure. In the words of my sister, the whole Pacific Ocean has broad shoulders, not like walking on the red carpet when getting married, but like walking on the runway.

However, Huo Chuxiao was never seen.

His stepmother Luo Xuexuan finally showed her face. She was dressed in a dignified and restrained Chinese-style cheongsam, and the gorgeous brocade dark pattern made her very serious. She only wore a whole set of high-quality jade jewelry. The egg-sized emerald ring was really eye-catching, and only her whole body could hold back such a luxurious accessory.

His father, Ji Shen, stood aside, compared to a nodding butler.

Luo Xuexuan turned his head slightly and glanced at Ji Zongming. He was full of demeanor, and he didn't even move his earrings.

"Where's that child from the Huo family?" She moved her mouth very little when she spoke, but she spoke very clearly.

Ji Zongming was the only one who dared to stand casually in front of her, and he gave her a contemptuous squint in return, saying: "I don't know."

Luo Xuexuan frowned softly, and said softly: "There are no rules..."

Ji Shen said from the side: "Xiao Huo is quite sensible, there must be something delaying..."

Luo Xuexuan sneered: "Is there anything bigger than getting married?" The implication was that Huo Chuxiao didn't take the Ji family seriously.

Ji Zongming knew that she hated the house, because he and the people he married also hated him.

The Huo family was already in chaos, and Qi Birong asked people around him to call Huo Chuxiao angrily, but no one got through.And none of them knew where Huo Chuxiao was living now, and no one in the whole family cared about him except that Huo Chuhong would regularly contact his brother every week to find out how the other was doing.

Huo Chuhong: "My brother will definitely come, the certificates are all gone..."

Qi Birong snorted coldly: "I lost the chain at the critical moment, something that will never be able to support the wall! What are you doing in a daze? Then look for someone, I'm so anxious..."

Huo Chuhong wanted to comfort his mother again, but he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"coming."

He turned his head abruptly, and sure enough, he saw Huo Chuxiao, but he froze for a second.

At the same time, Ji Zongming was also stunned.

Huo Chuxiao came in that dress, pure white, standard three-piece suit.This time, the hairstyle was finally no longer like a bird's nest like before, but rather docile, with comma bangs, revealing delicate eyebrows and round forehead.

He still had no expression on his face, and he looked cold and distant, with a cold feeling that strangers should not enter.

Huo Yuanshan, who had been silent all this time, coughed, and said seriously: "Why are you here now! The family members are all in a hurry, do you have a sense of time?"

Huo Chuxiao glanced at him.

"Anyway, I'm not the main character, so it's important to have me? The fake wedding is such a big battle, father, you've already been Sima Zhao's heart."

Huo Yuanshan slapped the table and stood up: "You!"

His face turned from embarrassment to anger.

Because Huo Chuxiao was right.Everyone in the industry knows that this is a marriage with no emotional basis, but the two families still make such a big splash, just to show the sincerity of cooperation, and to find a reason to invite all the big shots to the scene to facilitate socializing.

Marriage is a pretense, but it is true to expand your network in the name of marriage.The real ulterior motive is not in wine.

People around were too frightened by the low air pressure to speak.

Ji Zongming laughed out loud.

If he didn't feel that he was too presumptuous, he would even want to applaud Huo Chuxiao, no matter whether he said it from the bottom of his heart, or continued to play hard to get with himself to attract attention.

The two actors who were pulled out to be the leading actors, probably only the two of them present can empathize with each other.

Huo Chuxiao heard him laugh, so he walked towards him, stretched out his hand, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Come on, number one male."

Ji Zongming whispered close to his ear, "You are the number one male."

At the wedding scene, everyone stopped talking, or looked forward to, or curious, or looked at the entrance with a good show.

The two newcomers finally make their debut.

Du Yuan stepped on her feet desperately to see Huo Chuxiao. After seeing it clearly, she showed a happy smile, and bumped into her best friend triumphantly: "How is it? Tell me again, who is the flower!?"

The girlfriend was already stunned, and murmured: "That's... Huo Chuxiao?"

Seeing her gaffe, Du Yuan was finally satisfied, as if she had let out a sigh of relief.

She heard people around them discussing in low voices:

"Don't say it, although this kid from the Ji family has not been taken seriously, he is really a talent."

"That's the boss of the Huo family? Why is it so different from the last time we met in their company?"

"It's strange, when did he become so good-looking?"

"Yuan Shan and Bi Rong are both handsome, and Chu Hong is also famously beautiful. No matter how you say it, his brother is not bad."

"I think elder brother is more... How should I say, expensive than younger brother?"

"I thought the Huo family pushed a trash out to deal with the Ji family, but why does it seem like they sent someone a treasure now?"

"Look at the wedding specifications, I'm afraid it's not really a baby."

The best friend suddenly screamed in a low voice and shook Du Yuan's shoulder violently, her face full of excitement.

"Xiaoyuan, I believe it! I believe it!"

Du Yuan was puzzled: "What did you believe?"

The best friend pointed to the noble man in a pure white suit who was reading the marriage vows, "It's too rough for a soldier to match him!"

The author says:

Ji Shao (holding back his face): Tell me again, who is rough!

Xiao Huo: It's so troublesome, I want to escape marriage.