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The sound of "Shua Shua" came out from the dark room, but a piece of paper just drew two or three strokes, but it was thrown into the garbage can by a woman with a sad face.

He Siming pushes the door open, and the light comes in through the crack of the door. Wen Shuyue subconsciously looks over, sees the person in front of her, and then lowers her head to continue painting.

Seeing the tired color on Wen Shuyue's face, he Mingxin followed him and strode over. He grabbed the brush in her hand. He wanted to say something to her, but he hesitated for a moment to her wet eyes. Finally, he said softly, "go out and find inspiration. It's hard to innovate when you stay in the studio all the time."

Wen Shuyue seemed to have lost his hearing. He didn't react until a long time later and nodded his head stupidly.

He had no idea that he wanted to help her, but put her in such a situation. With a sharp pain in his heart, he stretched out his hand to wrap the woman's hand in and leaned over to kiss her forehead. He said, "I'm sorry."

Wen Shuyue was stunned. She looked up at him and said, "it's not your fault. It's me who is not good enough."

Suddenly, she broke away from him and walked out of the studio with ease. She stretched out her arms and circled in the garden outside. "That's good. I'm going out for a walk!"

He Siming didn't react at first. Then he saw that the woman had run out and strode to catch up with her, holding her by the wrist.

"Well?" Wen Shuyue looks at him in a puzzled way.

"Pack yourself up before you go out." He Siming's lips lightly hooked, "or you'll lose me."

The man's low voice made her addicted, and then she remembered that she had not washed her face well for two or three days. Subconsciously touching her face, she must be very sloppy.

She squinted, nodded to he Siming and turned back to the room.

He Siming is afraid of what will happen to her and wants to go out with her, but Wen Shuyue refuses.

It is said that the search for inspiration needs a person to come quietly. With him around, she can't concentrate.

He Siming attributed this to his charming charm and pleasant mood, so he let her go out alone.

Wen Shuyue observes the clothes of pedestrians all the way. The most common people always feel comfortable when they wear them. She doesn't like tall and flashy things, but is more interested in these minority people.

So, that's why she chose to just walk along the road, meet more people and see more clothes.

Until dusk, the sunset in the sky has reddened half of the city. Wen Shuyue has relaxed his mood, as if he had lost all the pressure on the road along the way.

By the riverside, a painter was holding a paintbrush in his hand and staring at the river. The fisherman's hat was very low, covering his face. His slender tail finger was raised, and integrated with the dusk.

Close to the past, she found that the riverside on the man's drawing paper was so lifelike. Then she was suddenly attracted by his clothes.

His upper body is wearing a linen shirt with dark color, which is loosely worn on him. The paint is dotted on it. It is obvious that painting is rubbed on it, but in the eyes of Wen Shuyue, the color is so relaxed and free.

In her heart, Wen Shuyue takes out her mobile phone and takes a picture. She wants to record her inspiration at the moment.

"What are you doing?" Just as Wen Shuyue was about to take another picture, the painter suddenly turned her head, got up and took away her mobile phone, "believe it or not, I will sue you for infringing other people's portrait right!"

As he spoke, he slid his fingers across the screen to delete the photo.

How familiar is the voice?

This is the first feeling of being gentle and comfortable.

She frowned and thought about the owner of the voice carefully, but she didn't hear what the painter was saying.

Chang Ning saw that this person did not gnaw, nor did he apologize. His temper suddenly ignited. Regardless of whether he would be recognized by passers-by, he raised his head and wanted to teach her a lesson, but he was stunned when he saw Wen Shuyue's face.

"Why are you!"

The two men pointed at each other and cried out in disbelief.

Immediately, Changning felt the passers-by's eyes and quickly pulled down his hat to avoid their gaze.

She took Wen Shuyue to the riverside and walked again. She put her mobile phone back in her hand and asked: "Why are you here, taking pictures of me and saying, do you mean to retaliate against me?"

"Ah?" Wen Shuyue's mouth was wide open. She didn't understand what Changning meant.

Changning thinks that Wen Shuyue is playing a fool. He sinks his face and his tone is not good: "Wen Shuyue, I don't care who the person behind you is. I advise you not to offend me. I'm not a soft persimmon kneaded and flattened by others."

Smell speech, Wen Shuyue also second change a face serious, "Changning, I know you think I'm not strong enough, think I'm through the back door, but whether you believe it or not, I'll tell you, I don't have. In addition, "

She pauses," I came out today just to find inspiration and shoot you, just because I like your clothes. "

Chang Ning was stunned for a moment.

She came out today to be quiet. Some time ago, the media had been reporting on her fashion design, so that she had to be wrapped tightly when she came out. But I didn't expect to meet Wen Shuyue. I didn't expect that she was so straightforward, which made people feel a little forthright and sincere.Trying to hide this idea in her heart, she glanced at Wen Shuyue and snorted, "of course you will say that yourself, but who knows the truth? Besides, I watched the man beside you give money to the judges with my own eyes."

Changning hands ring chest, cold looking at Wen Shuyue.

"That's a misunderstanding," Wen Shuyue did not know why. She didn't want to be misunderstood by Changning. She said seriously, "I know that no matter what I say, you may not believe it. Let's have a real fight."

"What do you mean?"

"Three days later, in the final, I'll challenge you with my design. It's a contest!"

Wen Shuyue looked firm and looked straight into Changning's eyes.

Changning was suddenly interested in what she said, red lips light hook, charming, "since it is a challenge, there must be some color, what do you want to bet?"

After pondering for a moment, Wen Shuyue said, "if I win, I just hope you can change your view of me, not to make you my friend, at least to clear up the past."

Changning smell speech Zheng Zheng, didn't expect Wen Shuyue so interested in her, but then she recovered cold, "then if I win?"

"If you win," Wen Shuyue seems to have made up her mind, saying word by word, "if you win, then I will quit this industry and never touch fashion design again."

Changning pupil suddenly shrinks, "are you sure?"

"Of course." Wen Shuyue smiles.