Chapter 72

Just now when situ haoze came back, Mu Xiaochen didn't have time to put it away. She quickly squatted down and picked up the painting manuscript, intending to put it away. She said casually, "it's just waste."

Situ haoze dropped his eyes, and a faint light flashed over his eyes. "A good designer will never give up his work, even if it is a defective product."

Mu Xiaochen was stunned.

Situhaoze crossed his fingers and said, "it seems that I overestimate you. It's far from my standard."

Mu Xiaochen frowned, "what do you mean?"

Situ haoze looked at her and said, "that's what it means: you can't do it yet."

Mu Xiaochen bites her lips. Even if she's not good, there's no need to hit people like that.

"Who do you expect to look up to when you look down on your work?" Situ haoze asked.

He said so, Mu Xiaochen is unable to refute, in the bottom of my heart also no longer any objection.

"Show me." Situ haoze took the painting from her hand and looked at it. His expression was sometimes serious, and sometimes he seemed to be meditating seriously. Mu Xiaochen's heart was hanging, for fear that he would say something very striking.

"Not at all." After reading carefully, situ haoze put down the painting, raised his eyebrows and said, "do you want me to guide you?"

Mu Xiaochen's eyes brightened, almost nodded without hesitation, but after a second thought, looking at his expression, she felt that there was fraud in it.

She said tentatively, "can you guide me?"

Situ haoze said, "I don't teach for free. What are you going to give me as tuition?"

Mu Xiaochen's face is black and deceitful. There is no free lunch in the world.

Situ haoze added with an eyebrow, "there are other ways to offset the tuition."

Mu Xiaochen took out the corner of his eye and asked, "what's the way?"

"Call me." Situ haoze's eyes were burning at her.

"What Mu Xiaochen was stunned.

"Call me by my name." Situ haoze repeated again.

"Si, Tu, Hao, Ze." Mu Xiaochen shouts word by word. He doesn't understand what medicine he sells in his gourd.

"Ze, haoze, Ozawa, dear, you choose one."

Mu Xiao morning wind in a mess, after a long time, chose a sound not so numb address, rigid called out, "haoze."

Situ haoze frowned and said, "when there are only two of us, call me haoze. Do you know?"

"Yes." Mu Xiaochen nodded. Then he looked at him suspiciously and asked, "is that the way you say it?"

Situ haoze picked his eyebrows, and a touch of emotion and color passed in his eyes. "Otherwise, what do you think it is?"

Mu Xiaochen was angry, embarrassed and ashamed. Situ haoze looked at her, and the smile spread to the bottom of his eyes.

"Sit down." Situ haoze pointed to his position.

Mu Xiaochen steps over and sits down on the sofa, looking up at him with an open mind.

Situ haoze said: "a good designer should have the following conditions: bold imagination, incisive expression, profound artistic conception..."

He spoke very seriously, from shallow to deep, from local to the main topic, divergent thinking, which inspired her thinking.

In fact, some of the things he talked about were taught to her by his tutor at school, but I don't know why he told her again through situ haoze. She seemed to have understood it again in a new way, remembered it more deeply, and could be connected with many design drawings.

Gradually, a kind of worship appeared in Mu Xiaochen's eyes. Apart from his personal problems, he was really a talented man.

What she had learned before paled in comparison with what he had learned.

What situ haoze tells us is still a drop in the bucket in his knowledge base, but it's late at night, and Mu Xiaochen is still listening attentively.

"It's late. Let's have a rest." Situ haoze finished his lecture, and Mu Xiaochen seemed to have a little loss.

"Do you want me to continue to guide you tomorrow?" Situ haoze asked again.

"Can you go on tomorrow?" Mu Xiaochen stares at him.

"It's easy for me to keep coming here tomorrow, but what are you going to pay me?" Situ haoze looked at her with burning eyes.

Mu Xiaochen thought about it and said, "if you come tomorrow, I'll make a good meal and wait for you at home."

Situhaoze holding his chin, made a look to be considered, "just like this?"

Mu Xiaochen pursed his lips, took out his book and pen from the coffee table, looked at him eagerly and said, "what do you like to eat? I'll do it for you tomorrow. Is that ok?"

Her bright eyes filled with desire, pink lips slightly open, like a coquettish kitten, obedient and showing a trace of lovely.

Situ haoze's throat is rolling. This woman has a lot of capital. As long as she shows her innocent and pleading eyes, it's enough to arouse men's desire.On the other hand, she made him happy. She only remembered what he hated to eat, but never asked him what he liked

So he said without thinking, "oysters, oysters, duck feet, squid, duck tongue..." He said a series of foods, including meat and vegetables, and fruits. Finally, he added, "strawberries are not bad."

Mu Xiaochen took a pen and quickly recorded on the paper. Her hand was almost sour. She suddenly stopped writing, "don't you hate strawberries?"

Situ haoze's mouth was slightly crooked, and his eyes twinkled. "My taste has changed suddenly recently, can't I?"

"Oh, oh." Mu Xiaochen honestly wrote down the strawberries, and then drew a big fork from the column.

So for several days in a row, Mu Xiaochen was looking forward to working every day. After work, she would buy vegetables, go home and cook.

Situ haoze also appears in the apartment regularly every day.

Time flies, it seems that something is quietly changing.

The apartment has also become vibrant.

Every morning the morning meeting is half an hour earlier than situ haoze. When situ haoze got up from the Kang, breakfast was already set up in the dining room.

A fried egg, a sandwich, and a glass of milk. It's a nutritious breakfast.

Situ haoze looked at the glass of milk and frowned. Although he didn't reject milk, he didn't have the habit of drinking milk in the morning.

Situ haoze solved the problem of eggs and sandwiches, but he didn't drink a drop of milk. Mu Xiaochen couldn't help asking, "why don't you drink milk?"

"I'm used to coffee in the morning." Situ haoze said lightly.

"Milk warms the stomach. Don't you have a bad stomach?" Said Mu Xiaochen.

"You have a bad stomach. You should drink less coffee. If you want to refresh yourself, you should drink tea instead."

Situ haoze's expression was light and frowned. Mu Xiaochen didn't go on talking any more. What's the matter with her recently? She became wordy.

The milk was still there. Situ haoze put on his suit, picked up his briefcase and went to the entrance. He was ready to go to the company.

Because Mu Xiaochen insisted that he would not go to the company in the same car with him, situ haoze didn't insist either.

So every day, situ haoze takes the first step, and then cleans up his things in the morning before going to the company.

Situ haoze went to the porch, changed his shoes, and suddenly remembered something. He turned back and said, "I won't come tonight and tomorrow night."

"Oh." Mu Xiaochen nodded.

Situ haoze closed the door and left with a bang.

Mu Xiaochen's face involuntarily appeared a warm smile. In fact, he didn't have to explain it to her. It seemed that something had changed between them, but she couldn't say exactly what it was.

In the evening, she went to see her father. Then when she returned to jinguiyuan, the house became empty again. She washed a glass of milk and went into the study. This study was usually used by situ haoze to work in jinguiyuan. However, since that day, he began to guide her design, he added many books about design on the bookshelf, and some old books were his own Through the side of the book, we can see that the pages are yellow, and we can see that he seems to read them often.

She went to the bookshelf to pick up a book, but accidentally knocked the next book to the ground. She bent down to pick it up, only to find that half of the paper was exposed.

She curiously took it out to have a look, and found that it was a patchwork photo, in which there was a middle-aged man in a suit, and a beautiful little boy. At first glance, it was the Q version of situ haoze.

It seems that there is still a person standing between them, but it has been cut off. Two pieces of photos are pasted with transparent glue, and are put together to form the present photo.

There are also a few lines of immature words on the back of the photo, which read: happy birthday, brother. XX day, XX year.

It turns out that this is a photo taken 22 years ago. Mu Xiaochen was stunned when he held the photo. Isn't tomorrow the birthday of situ haoze?

he said that if he doesn't come tomorrow, he should celebrate his birthday with his family.

Mu Xiaochen has a faint smile on his face and wishes him a happy birthday in advance. Then she quickly put the photo back in the book and put it back on the shelf.

At night, she can't sleep any more. She rolls around on the Kang with her mobile phone. In the past, her best friends would send her the first birthday wishes after 12 a.m.

After 12 o'clock, it's the next day. Time loves you every minute. It's only a few minutes before 12 o'clock. She just typed a few words of happy birthday in her mobile phone, and accidentally sent out the message.

Mu Xiaochen is a little annoyed and pats her head with her mobile phone. She really fails. Before 12 o'clock, the message is sent.

I was thinking about whether to send him a new message, but I didn't expect that a Ding Dong sound came from my mobile phone, which was a short message prompt.

She quickly picked up the mobile phone to have a look, situ haoze replied a word: HMM.

Mu Xiaochen thought about it and then returned to the past: it's late, I'll go to bed, you also have an early rest, good night.But she couldn't sleep.

I don't know if I'm waiting for his reply or something

The next day was a weekend. In the evening, Xiao Lin called to ask her to go shopping. She hadn't seen Xiao Lin for a long time, so mu Xiaochen agreed.

I haven't seen you for more than half a month. Xiao Lin has already made a boyfriend. Recently, Xiao Lin hasn't contacted her. It turns out that she is busy falling in love.

People who have boyfriends are different. In the past, they used to go to the women's section when they went shopping. Today, Xiaolin took her to the men's section when she went shopping.