summer fireworks

Song Zhilin's movements subtly paused, then she raised her face and smiled at grandma as if nothing had happened:

"My high school classmate, the one who came to our house to look for me."

This is the first lie she told Grandma Song.Half truths.

Grandma Song nodded without doubting him, "Oh—she." She actually didn't remember which classmate it was her granddaughter, but since she was a classmate, she wouldn't be a bad person.Very good, Song Zhilin looks outgoing and appropriate, but in fact she is very independent, and has been studying and working abroad for many years, she is worried that her granddaughter will have no friends when she returns to City B.

Song Zhilin said it was a job transfer, but Grandma Song knew very well that Song Zhilin gave up her promising job in country A to take care of her. In order to return to China smoothly, Song Zhilin also agreed to her former boss to help out for a while at Starlight Media Corporation. Time, before returning to City B.

Grandma Song didn't say anything, but she always felt that she owed her granddaughter. Seeing that Song Zhilin still had friends who could stay overnight in City B, she felt a little burden relieved.

Song Zhilin took the bag from grandma, ready to go out.Of course she could understand the implication of grandma's words, and felt guilty all her life.

She lowered her head, said "goodbye", walked into the elevator, and straightened her back as hard as she could, as if this would relieve her guilt.

When Song Zhilin entered the office, Xiao Zhao took the bag from her hand, and before she could ask, Song Zhilin said, "Spare clothes."

Xiao Zhao put the clothes in the closet, thinking to himself: Today the boss came later than usual, this is the third time this month.Naturally, she can't control the boss's attendance, it's just that colleagues in other departments are quietly gossip about it during lunch, and now it's a special period when Song Zhilin is about to take off the temporary title, the rumors in the company are getting more and more unreliable, What if it affected Song Zhilin?

Xiao Zhao was thinking while hanging his clothes, and suddenly heard Song Zhilin ask: "Why that expression, is there anything you want to say?"

Xiao Zhao was startled and said, "No."

"No?" Song Zhilin stopped picking out folders, "You seem to have something to say."

"A little bit..." Xiao Zhao thought for a while, hung up his clothes neatly, closed the office door, and said, "The boss has been here lately, everyone is very curious."

"How to say?"

"They all said that you come late and leave early now, and you are a different person from before. One guess is that you have reached an agreement with the head office, and you can immediately remove the name of the interim, so these times are all with the head office. The other is that you and the head office have failed to negotiate, and you don’t plan to do it anymore.”

In addition to these two, there are some absurd ones, such as unspoken rules, but even if Song Zhilin is a woman, how to hide an Alpha is still a mystery, so Xiao Zhao didn't say anything directly. .

"Isn't it the same as before?"

Song Zhilin didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile:

"It's just a change of rhetoric."

Xiao Zhao thought about it, and it seemed to be the case.

Song Zhilin said again: "It's okay, they can think about it if they want."

No matter what they think, she will decide this position.

Xiao Zhao nodded and went out to work.

Song Zhilin started to check her mailbox as usual, and started her day's work.

I don't know if she just met Yan Shu, but she was in an unusually calm mood, completely different from the impetuousness she had been some time ago, and her work efficiency was exceptionally high.

Yan Shu got up at about ten o'clock, washed up and had breakfast, then spread his clothes on the bed, and started to have trouble.

She is going to meet Professor Zhang Lao from Art College of City B today. After meeting Yu Wei last time, they talked about some design matters. Professor Zhang Lao is very interested in her works, so she asked her to bring some over. , Yan Shu has seen Zhang Lao's works, and he likes them very much at a glance.

Yan Shu doesn't want to be an outsourced designer all the time. If she wanted to, she would have joined a design company earlier. With her level, she should be well-known now, but she just doesn't like doing things that stipulate rules and regulations, so she wasted After these years, now that she has the opportunity to do something different, she will naturally seize the opportunity.

In Yu Wei's exhibition, she took a good position and put some of her paintings, but Yan Shu knew that this was far from enough.

Yan Shu picked out the clothes on the bed for a long time, but couldn't find a clue, so he called Yu Wei.

"What should I wear?"

"Not all the same? The teacher doesn't care about that."

"How important is the first impression, I don't want Zhang Lao to think that I am..."

She was interrupted by Yu Wei in the middle of her speech.

"I haven't seen Mr. Zhang before. Don't be nervous. After meeting Mr. Zhang, meet him in the park, right?"

"……Row."

Yan Shu hung up the phone, looked left and right, and finally picked out a long dress. The simple and elegant design, slightly bright color, was exactly her favorite type.

Instead of pretending to be someone other people will like, just be yourself.

If Zhang Lao doesn't like her dress and is dissatisfied with her, then maybe he doesn't have the fate of mentor and apprentice.

Yan Shu took his work and went out to take a taxi. When he walked to Zhang Lao's villa, he was still a little nervous.

When I came here last time, Yu Wei was with me, but today she came alone, and Mr. Zhang had to read her works.It's not that Yan Shu doesn't have confidence in herself, it's just that the fact of aesthetics is private, and she can't tell whether her works will be liked by Mr. Zhang.

The housekeeper who opened the door for her was still the same as last time, and said to her politely: "Miss Yan is here."

Yan Shu walked through a long and dark corridor. There were many oil paintings hanging on the walls on both sides. The colors were very thick, and they were covered layer by layer, showing an undeniable sense of history.

Yan Shu's back began to feel a little numb, and the tension spread from the soles of her feet to her forehead.

The butler opened the door of the studio for her, nodded and went out.

Yan Shu took two steps in, unable to speak, and stammered, "Hello, teacher."

"Xiaoyan is here."

Zhang Lao sat behind the long table, smiled kindly, waved to her, and said:

"Sit down and take it easy."

Yan Shu sat on the chair opposite him, pushed the portfolio over, put his hands on his knees, and stared ahead, feeling the tension during graduation defense.

Looking at her like this, Mr. Zhang smiled and pushed the dim sum at hand. It was a plate of walnut crisps, fried to a crispy brown color and dotted with melon seeds. It looked delicious. Go down, the mouth is full of fragrance.

Yan Shu ate half of the walnut cake and felt a little uneasy. Isn't this too unsteady?

Mr. Zhang flipped through her portfolio slowly, without raising his eyes to look at her, his expression was very serious, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

Yan Shu couldn't help but slow down the speed of chewing the walnut cake. Afraid of making a sound, he ground it bit by bit with his teeth, crushed it on the tip of his tongue, and slowly ate up a piece of walnut cake.

"Is it delicious?" Zhang Lao asked her.

Yan Shu nodded, and replied, "It's delicious."

Zhang Lao asked again: "Do you want to eat here often?"

Yan Shu was startled, and looked up at Zhang Lao, unable to hold back the shocked expression on his face.

Zhang Lao laughed heartily, put down the portfolio in his hand, and said, "You have a straightforward personality, kid."

He has not seen a person like Yan Shu for a long time. He is in his twenties, his eyes are spotless, and he has no worldly atmosphere. When he entered his studio, he was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and told her to eat a piece of walnut cake. , I didn’t even refuse at all, just picked up a piece and ate it.

Most people entered the studio, and he could see their intentions at a glance. They were nothing more than seeking fame and fortune, trying to take a shortcut, pretending to make people sick, speaking and doing things carefully to please, let alone eating a piece of walnut crisp .

Few people know that Mr. Zhang doesn't really value his works that much. In his opinion, talent and aura are more important than proficiency.

Yan Shu has such a taste.

Coming out of Zhang Lao's studio, Yan Shu felt a little dizzy.

It's not that she didn't think about studying with Mr. Zhang before, but she didn't expect things to go so smoothly. Mr. Zhang was very interested in her works, and said that she could come to the studio often, and she could also borrow the studio here.

Her expectation was to be able to attend Zhang Lao's class, do homework with other students, and go back to a university again, but she didn't expect to become Zhang Lao's apprentice directly.

Yan Shu was in high spirits, she felt that her luck was really good recently.

It seemed like everything she wanted was within her reach.

She felt that she urgently wanted to tell others about becoming Zhang Lao's student.

As soon as he saw Yu Wei, Yan Shu said, "It went well."

"Mr. Zhang agrees with you to sit in?"

"It's even better than this, you can go to the studio to communicate with him, and you can use the studio."

"Hey, this is the treatment of an apprentice. It's not easy. Mr. Zhang is so picky. Although he was my first teacher, he didn't continue to teach me later. He said that the style was inappropriate. I didn't expect you to become Zhang's teacher." Old apprentice."

There was a bit of sourness in Yu Wei's words, she patted Yan Shu's arm: "You must treat me to dinner."

"You know how to squeeze the working people," Yan Shu complained joyfully, "What do you want to eat?"

Yu Wei reported the name of the restaurant, and the driver drove there.

It was the first time for Yan Shu to be so generous after moving out of the house, so Yu Wei asked, "How are you doing recently?"

"That's right, the orders received are pretty good," Yan Shu said, "There is another work ready for an award."

"The most recent award? The red dot?" Yu Wei guessed, "The competition is fierce. Starlight Media alone has sent a bunch of them over here, let alone other media."

Yan Shu was silent for a while, and didn't tell Yu Wei that she was one of the nest.

When the two arrived at the restaurant, autumn was a good time to eat vegetables, so they simply ordered a chicken and vegetable pot, and added fried pork liver, bitter gourd pearl balls, and lotus root pork rib soup.

While waiting for the food to be served, Yan Shu and Yu Wei chatted for a few days. When old friends met, naturally there were many topics to talk about, and the atmosphere was very lively.

Although Yan Shu chatted happily, she always felt empty in her heart, as if she was divided into two people, one was sitting here, eating and chatting with Yu Wei, and the other was standing in a far corner, watching all this.

When she first came out of Zhang Lao's villa, she was excited for a while, but gradually this feeling became a little bit lost, as if she was left alone after a carnival.

Yan Shu originally thought that no one shared the good news with her, so she told Yu Wei about the matter the first time she saw Yu Wei, but why, she still felt empty in her heart, as if something was missing ?