Chapter 934

He leaned over and pointed his eyes at her. "See what?"

Zhao Jian looked carefully, pupil is still so black, neither red, nor swollen.

She shook her head. "No."

"Don't you see the deep resentment in it?"

Zhao Jian stopped for a while, and then laughed. The pencil that only laughed fell out of her hand and broke the lead on the ground.

The man took the picture book in her hand and looked at it. He raised his chin slightly. "Is it a name?"

Zhao Jian took the new pencil and signed her name on it. Ji Rufeng came forward and tore down the portrait. "This one, I have collected."

It is worth remembering that Zhao Jian made his first model for so many years.

Zhao Jian just laughed and didn't stop her.

The next day, Ji Rufeng went to the gallery and saw Jiang Xuerou. Then he remembered what Wang Feng said yesterday, and suddenly he had another headache.

Finally, he bit his teeth and told Wang Feng, "I remember there is a room next to Zhou Qing, right? Clean it up and give it to Miss Jiang. "

Wang Feng answered quickly, "OK."

"By the way, you come with me. My studio needs to be changed."

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Ji Rufeng's habit for many years is to paint in an open and messy studio. When Ji Rufeng's studio was refitted, everyone was surprised. After all, it's hard to change the habit.

Jiang Xuerou some don't understand of ask: "teacher Ji, change finished you won't be affected?"

Ji Rufeng smiles, "No."

What he said was firm, but people didn't believe it.

After all, the habit is to be comfortable, but even if you are uncomfortable, how can you draw?

This question continued until Ji Rufeng's studio was rebuilt. Zhao Jian was invited to visit the gallery.

As soon as Zhao Jian came in, she met Jiang Xuerou.

Four eyes opposite, Jiang Xuerou immediately said: "Miss Zhao, please do not misunderstand, I will not be here for a long time."

Zhao Jian looked at her, a delicate girl like a doll, very weak.

I don't know why. She just doesn't like her.

She nodded slightly, didn't want to talk to her more, and walked directly past her.

After knocking on the door of the room, Ji Rufeng didn't speak. Jiang Xuerou, who came from behind, said, "I just saw teacher Ji go out."

Zhao Jian looked at her again and nodded, "Oh, thank you."

Just then, footsteps came from behind, and they turned back at the same time. They saw Ji Rufeng coming in a hurry, holding a box in his hand. When they saw Zhao Jianyi, they laughed, "how can it be so fast? I thought you were going to wait for a while? "

"It was nearby just now." Zhao Jian said with a smile, "what's in your box?"

"Oh, some gadgets. Here you are."

Zhao Jian opens the door, Ji Rufeng goes in with the box, and then asks her to go in.

As soon as she entered the room, she was startled. In the past, the empty studio was full of things.

On the west side of the wall is a duobaoge bookshelf with a whole wall. It is full of all kinds of painting materials and basic books. Close to the duobaoge easel, it is a mobile desk on which you can read.

The front of the bookshelf is facing a large sofa. There is absolutely no problem to rest on it. In addition, there are all kinds of picture books, easels, and many chairs, floor mats, and lazy people's sofas in the room.

She looked at it stupidly for a long time before turning around, "don't you mean you can't draw in such a studio?"

"No

The man smiles and leads her to a chair. "Try it. Is it comfortable? According to your height and ergonomics, it should be comfortable. "

Surprised, Zhao Jian turned to look at the furnishings in the studio and murmured, "these are not all designed according to my height and weight, are they?"

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