[The pretender is deeply in love] The ups and downs of troubled times

In the starry night, the phonograph creaked low and hoarsely, quietly recounting the silent loneliness.The rustling evening wind poured into the wide-open windows, lifting the white lace curtains like the waves of a rising tide.

The girl stood quietly in the room, her lips tightly pressed, her bright eyes returning to the night sky outside the window and the drawing board in front of her from time to time, and the paintbrush in her hand fluttered like a butterfly playing in the forest in the warm yellow light.

"Oh..." The girl finally stopped her movements, stretched her waist, stretched her stiff neck, and looked at the starry sky map she had just drawn with great interest.His hands followed the tone of his mouth, snapped his fingers, and his body danced to the music: "Perfect!"

"Ah, I'm such a genius." The girl clasped her left hand proudly around her chest, and rested her chin with her right hand: "How can I draw so well after only a short period of learning? Alas, I am such a genius that other people can draw so well." How do you live, haha..."

'Chick... Chick...'

The untimely sound interrupted the girl's narcissism. She rubbed her withered stomach and looked at the European-style carved clock beside the bed: "It's almost 12 o'clock, Axiang and Chanjuan must be asleep. It seems that I have to do it myself. "

The girl took off the pink and purple sweater on the coat rack and put it on, walked out of the bedroom with light steps and went to the kitchen downstairs.

As soon as I reached the kitchen door, I heard rustling voices from inside. The girl laughed and leaned against the door, poking her head like a cat to look: "Ah Xiang, you..." It's not Axiang.

Just finished talking, and were about to make some sandwiches to settle things down, Minglou and Mingtai looked at the little head protruding from the door in amazement, a hibiscus face so tender that water could be pinched was full of embarrassment.

The person who has been living in Ming's house for nearly a month is naturally not unfamiliar with the person in the photo that sister Mingjing wiped every day. She put down her hand to pick the door, walked out and bowed halfway: "Minglou Hello brother, hello brother Mingcheng, my name is Su Yunyi, and I'm staying here temporarily. I... well, I'm sorry to disturb you, I'm leaving first, goodbye."

As if she was a student meeting her husband, Su Yunyi said a lot, bowed again, turned around quickly, and disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

The two who were treated as poisonous snakes and beasts in the kitchen met each other and smiled at the same time.

Mingcheng handed the freshly made sandwich to Minglou: "Is she the Miss Su mentioned in the elder sister's letter?"

"When my father passed away suddenly, my eldest sister took over the Ming business at the age of 17. It was difficult to move forward in the market. At this time, Mr. Su Jirong helped us. Mr.'s disciples are all over the place, and there are not a few of them who joined the shopping malls. They gave us a lot of help, and the Ming family was able to tide over the difficulties at that time. Afterwards, the elder sister wanted to repay us many times, but they all declined.

It wasn’t until this time that Mr. Su went to the north to teach, and he didn’t know much about the situation in Beijing, so he didn’t dare to take Miss Su with him rashly; but he was worried that Miss Su would stay in Shanghai alone, so he found his eldest sister, hoping to let Miss Su temporarily Borrowing at Yu Ming's house, he will come to pick her up after he settles down in the background. "

The past is always embarrassing when I recall it now, "I am happy now, I can finally repay the kindness of the year." Mingcheng smiled and picked up the sandwich that was just made,

However, before he could bring it to him, he was snatched by Minglou and put it on a plate: "Brother, what are you doing?"

"You can make another one yourself. I'll send this one to Miss Su." He came to the kitchen so late, of course he wouldn't think that the other party was just out for a walk, he must be hungry.Seeing two big men who are unfamiliar again, it is inevitable to be shy.

Minglou took out another cup and washed it, poured a cup of milk, put it on a tray with the sandwich and left the kitchen.

Su Yunyi walked back and forth in the room, rubbing her flat stomach, "I'm so hungry, I don't know when they will return to the room, so I can slip down again. Sigh..."

'Dong dong dong' three unhurried knocks on the door interrupted Su Yunyi's irritability, "Who is it?"

She walked over and opened the door. Ming Lou was wearing a silver-gray suit vest and trousers of the same color. He looked very gentlemanly and Confucian, and even the gesture of holding a tray was not too abrupt.He chuckled and sent the tray forward: "You're hungry."

"No, I'll just take a look." Su Yunyi's mouth stiffened in panic, but her stomach grumbled honestly. She lowered her head more and more shyly, and was so distressed that she wanted to pat her disobedient stomach twice as punishment.

The smile lines on Ming Lou's lips deepened, and he handed the tray in front of Su Yunyi, who was obviously such a refined person, but this action made people feel undeniably strong.After being stunned for a moment, Su Yunyi took it over: "Thank you, Brother Minglou."

"Eat quickly, finish eating, go to bed early, it's getting late."

"it is good."

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In the winter morning, the weather is cool and fresh, and there is a faint translucent mist floating in the air. A few melodious birdsong floated from the mist with a crisp tail.

Su Yunyi was wearing pink pajamas, pushed open the simple and exquisite carved window, and stretched a big waist facing the dead leaves dancing in the garden, before turning and walking into the bathroom.

Ah Xiang, who got up early in the restaurant, was serving breakfast to Ming Jing, Ming Lou and Ming Cheng, who had already served the table. She suddenly looked up and saw Su Yunyi wearing a lace dress in a dark color, with a delicate hairpin pinned to her long black straight hair. It looks like the doll in the window is very beautiful: "Miss Yunyi, good morning."

"Good morning." Su Yunyi nodded with a smile, "Good morning sister Mingjing, morning brother Minglou, and morning brother Mingcheng."

Because of what happened last night, when Su Yunyi called Minglou and Mingcheng, she unconsciously turned her eyes away, not daring to look at them.

"Good morning, please sit down and have breakfast." In the past, Su Yunyi always sat at the bottom left of Mingjing, but now that Minglou came back, it was naturally impossible to sit in that position again.She pointed to Minglou's right hand side: "Yunyi sit there. Let me introduce..."

"No need, big sister, we met last night. Good morning, Miss Su." Minglou looked at half of the hibiscus noodles smudged by the sun, and kindly didn't mention how they met.

Mingcheng also greeted with a smile: "Good morning, Miss Su."

"What's your name, Ms. Su? If you're so out of touch, call her Yun Yi." Ming Jing shook his head dissatisfied.

Su Yunyi tried her best to maintain her composure, and smiled softly: "Brother Minglou, Brother Mingcheng, please call me Yunyi."

"Then you don't want Brother Mingcheng anymore, just call me Brother Acheng, just like Mingtai."

"En." Su Yunyi nodded softly, but a doubt appeared in her heart, do you want to call Brother Lou Brother Minglou?Brother Alou?It's better not to call him brother Minglou.

Fortunately, Minglou didn't correct herself like Mingcheng did, and Foze really didn't know what excuses she could find to decline.

A not-so-long breakfast finally came to an end when Su Yunyi was restless.Seeing the three people leaving for work one after another, she finished her breakfast with swift yet graceful movements, and hurried out.

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Founded on November 1912, 11, Shanghai Academy of Fine Arts is a remarkable school.It opened the first page in the history of modern art education in China, and also attracted countless art lovers to come to learn and learn from. Su Yunyi is also one of these countless people.

She has always studied Chinese painting, and she fell in love with sketching after accidentally coming into contact with Western paintings. It seems that with a few strokes, she can describe the shape, structure, characteristics, rhythm, and charm of things; she also likes rich colors. , an oil painting with a strong three-dimensional texture, for this reason I also specially became an auditor of the art school.

The warm winter sun shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, warming people's bodies, and it also makes Su Yunyi, who sleeps late, a little drowsy.She yawned secretly, erased the excess lines on the drawing paper with an eraser, and sneaked out of the classroom.

After wandering around outside the classroom for a while, feeling less sleepy, I returned to the classroom.Fang Yu, who was sitting next to her, also put down her paintbrush at this moment, opened her small bag, rummaged through it, and finally shook the bottom of her hand, sighing at the few copper coins rolling in her palm.

"What's the matter?" Su Yunyi turned her arm and said, "Are you cleaning up your belongings?"

Fang Yu pouted and glanced at her, nodded: "Yes." After searching, there were only a few copper coins, not enough.

"Are you not doing enough?"

"I'm almost running out of drawing paper and paints. I was going to buy them today, but now I don't have enough money." Fang Yu weighed the tinkling copper plate in his hand, and looked at the remaining paints: "Save a little, It should last a little longer."

For painting, the amount of paint needed is not something that can be controlled by oneself, after all, the Department of Fine Arts is a well-known major that burns money.Su Yunyi took out the clutch bag hanging on the easel, and took out five yuan from it: "Let me lend you."

"This..." Fang Yu looked at it hesitantly, hesitating: "Forget it, I'm not sure when I can pay back the money." I lent all the money to Yiping just now, so I definitely can't urge her to pay back the money right away. Yes, but I'm too embarrassed to talk to my parents again, so I don't know the time to pay back the money.

Su Yunyi patted the money into her hand, "Okay, I won't rush you. Pay me back when you have it, it's okay."

"Then... well, I'll pay you back when I have the money." Fang Yu was about to put the money into his purse with a smile on his face, when a fiery figure rushed in: "Fang Yu, what are you doing?"

The girl with two big braids and a red dress tightly held Fang Yu's wrist, staring at Su Yunyi with red eyes like poisonous thorns.

Su Yunyi also tilted her head, quite sure that she didn't know this girl who suddenly appeared in front of her and was full of hostility towards her.Since they are already two people who have nothing to do with each other, I don't understand why she is so hostile to him.

The quiet picture in the art room was also broken by the sharp voice. Everyone stopped their movements and turned to look at the three people who unconsciously formed a triangle.

"Yiping, why are you here?" Fang Yu looked at this friend who should have left school in surprise.

"If I had left school, how could I have seen this scene." Yiping's big red eyes were filled with tears, she took the money from Fang Yu's hand and threw it on Su Yunyi: "I don't need your pity, and I don't need you to be pitiful. I don't need your help."

After saying this, she rushed out, "Yiping," Fang Yu looked at the fiery back, and then at Yun Yi with an inexplicable expression, so she said hastily, "I'm sorry, Yun Yi. Yiping, wait Wait for me." She ran out after Yiping.

Su Yunyi half-opened her mouth, not sure whether she was acting in a movie or a drama, so she just borrowed five yuan, so she messed up whoever she was.