Chapter 533

All of Rong Qian's attention is on the brush in her hand. She outlines it on the paper and draws out what she thinks with a few simple strokes. Suddenly, a cup of coffee is pressed on her drawing paper. She frowns and pulls out the pressed paper. She can't even lift her head. She changes her position and then draws.

Now, she has an image in her mind, and she wants to draw it out before it disappears, so every minute and every second can't be wasted.

Standing behind Rong Qian, Lu Jianhua watched her take out the paper from the bottom of the coffee cup, change the position and then draw. Without looking up at him, he shook his head, which was ignored in this way for the first time.

I reached out to help her move the coffee cup out of the way. When I saw that she had changed her sitting position again, I went back to the original position and continued to draw as if the action had not affected her at all.

Lu Jianhua sat down opposite her, but her eyes had been falling on her. She had completely ignored him, but he could still laugh.

Maybe habit has become a natural thing. Today, since she appeared in front of her, she has been ignoring her existence, and now she seems to have completely regarded herself as the air.

Lu Jianhua chuckles and shakes his head. When did his sense of existence drop to such a low level? With such a living person in front of him, the person opposite didn't even raise his head. What made him laugh most was that he couldn't be angry at her neglect.

In the eyes of a coffee shop assistant, you can see such a picture: on a warm afternoon, on a busy commercial street, in a cafe beside the street, there are two quiet people. The woman is writing hard, while the man is sitting opposite her, with a faint smile, looking at the woman opposite him. What kind of eyes is he looking at? The assistant can't see clearly, But it has been defined as the eyes of doting, because the ambiguous atmosphere is so obvious on the two people by the window.

Finally, before the inspiration disappeared, he drew his last stroke. Rong Qian let out a long breath, put down his pen, walked such a long way, and tried his best to catch up with the inspiration. After the painting, Rong Qian felt thirsty.

Hand with a cup of coffee, seems to have been cold, Rong shallow slightly frown, is it just his coffee?

Recall, just patronize the painting, point did not point, she really do not remember, forget, since in their own hands, it should be their own point, today is enough to waste brain cells, do not worry about this matter again, Rong shallow pick eyebrows, picked up the coffee cup, drink up.

After a cup of coffee and putting down the quilt, Rong Qian noticed that there was a person sitting opposite him.

Lu Jianhua leaned back on the chair, away from the table. In addition, Rong Qian has been deliberately ignoring him. It seems that he has indeed done so. After drinking his coffee and putting down his cup, he found that Lu Jianhua was sitting opposite him.

"Why are you here?" Rong shallow frown asks a way, ask to just react come over, he is this afternoon with shoot a film teacher.

Lu Jianhua has been quietly looking at Rong Qian, looking at what she is sketching on the paper, looking at her long breath after putting down her pen, looking at her frowning, looking at the coffee cup at hand, looking at her drinking all the coffee in the cup, it seems that she is really thirsty, and she didn't notice him in the whole process, he was completely ignored by her.

Then Lu Jianhua smiles. He continues to look at her to see when she will find herself sitting opposite her.

Fortunately, Lu Jianhua didn't wait long. He saw Rong Qian look up, saw it, and then heard her voice: "how are you here?"

It seems that she is surprised that she will appear here, but it's just a moment. Rong shallow has already reflected from the state of being at a loss.

Rong shallow frowned, awkwardly touched his nose and said, "Oh, by the way, you are a camera."

The smile on Lu Jianhua's face was even stronger. "You finally reacted. I thought I really learned the art of invisibility. No one could see me for such a long time." His smile is very strong, but it is a smile of self mockery.

Rong Qian is a little embarrassed. I think he has been sitting opposite him for some time, or he bought the cup of coffee he just drank.

Looked at the empty coffee cup, Rong shallow hesitated for a moment, or said: "that, thank you." She pointed to the coffee cup at hand.

Lu Jianhua smiles and raises his eyebrows. "It seems that he has found inspiration?"

Rong shallow Leng for a moment, reaction, he said she just wrote on the paper painting, "yes, have a little idea."

"What are you doing now?" Lu Jianhua reached out and took the package, which he put aside. He was ready to leave. "Go straight back to the hotel?"

Rong Qian's eyes floated over the packaging bag, frowned slightly and relaxed again. "I want to go to the fabric market first." As soon as I said it, I remembered that I didn't know about B city at all, and I didn't know where the fabric market was. It seemed that I had to trouble the man in front of me.

Although Lu Jianhua was ready, he did not move. Instead, he waited for Rong Qian to move first. Seeing her frowning, he knew that she was in trouble because she was not familiar with city B.

"The fabric market, right?" Lu Jianhua was silent and asked.Rong shallow looks up, the vision is a little surprised, "do you know where it is?"

"I don't know." Lu Jianhua teased her with a smile. Seeing her frown, she seemed to be angry. Then she said, "I don't know about the cloth market, but I know about the location. There is a place where the goods sold are miscellaneous. There must be cloth sellers."

Let's go there. I want to see if there is any suitable cloth

Seeing that she was so excited, Lu Jianhua got up and said, "didn't you think of a simpler way?"

Rong Qian was ready to leave. Hearing Lu Jianhua's words, he stopped, looked back at him and asked, "what's the way?"

"For example, it's much more convenient to go shopping and choose some ready-made clothes." Lu Jianhua frowned and asked. If it was him, he might have done it. After all, it was a very easy way.

Rong shallow Leng for a moment, asked: "your TV station want to see such a designer?"

Rong Qian's question surprised Lu Jianhua. He really didn't think about it. It seems that if it is like this, there is no need for designers to participate. Just invite a few fashion consultants.

Just as Lu Jianhua was thinking about this problem, Rong Qian continued: "designers design clothes. If they just choose a few finished products, it's someone else's design, which can't represent mine. Although time is a little tight, I still feel that my own design will be close to what Miss Zhang wants. This is also the reason for the existence of design studio, isn't it ？”