In the dormitory of Nanda Academy of Fine Arts, there are four beds and tables, and the aisle is filled with various painting tools and colorful pigments.

It's rare to have no classes on Monday morning.

Jian Qing was on the desk, staring at the computer screen intently, holding a pen in his hand, and moving quickly on the hand-painted board.

She recently took on an outsourcing job and was drawing a scene and atmosphere draft for a small game company.

Lin Yi was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, holding a tablet in his hand, sliding up and down boredly.

"Damn!" Lin Yi, who was originally lying lazily, suddenly sat up from the bed.

Jian Qing paused and painted the color outside the line, "What's wrong, this is a shock."

Zhou Linlin, who was facing the bed with Lin Yi, was still sleeping. She was startled by her and picked up a pillow and threw it over.

Lin Yi held the pillow and touched the quilt that was arching to the bed as if soothing, and lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "Sorry, sorry, sister, please continue to sleep."

She jumped off the bed along the railing and handed the tablet to Jian Qing: "Look at the hot search on Weibo, isn't the back in this photo you?"

Jian Qing's eyes fell on the tablet.

The angle of the photo is obviously a sneak shot, which is a bit blurry, and the camera is directed at the woman sitting on a chair.

Wearing a haute couture dress, her slender and fair legs crossed, her seaweed curly hair spread apart, and she wore sunglasses to cover half of her face, revealing only her beautiful jaw.

A woman was holding a child about three years old in her arms, and the child's face was marked.

The lower right corner of the composition brings Jian Qing’s back to paint, which is a scene when she drew the streets at the playground last Saturday.

"Look at the next one." Lin Yi's fingers slid across the tablet.

The second picture is similar to the first one, except that a man appears next to the woman.

His body is tall and slender, with a straight back straight, and only the blurry side face is photographed, it is not difficult to see the clear edges and deep eyebrows.

Jian Qing put down the pen in her hand, closed the picture, and frowned and browsed the topic content on Weibo.

#Cen Yu had a secret marriage and had a child#Cen Yu was photographed showing up at the door of the playground with a little girl in her arms. The two were intimate, and then a man appeared and picked up the little girl. Cen Yu left in a black nanny car.

The third small picture on Weibo is a photo of a woman, with a beautiful and charming look.

"It's you, right? Did you see anything that day? Is that little girl really Cen Yu's daughter?" Lin Yi asked with a gossip.

Jian Qing hesitated for a moment and decided not to reveal anything. She shook her head and pretended to be stupid, "I don't know, they drew a hand-painted one and left."

She opened a search webpage while saying that, searching for the keyword "Cen Yu".

I never heard of this name in my impression.

Lin Yi stared at her operation, "No, you don't even know Cen Yu? She is my former goddess. She acted in Director Chen's "Farewell" as soon as she debuted, and directly won the best actress in several major film festivals. She was simply the peak of her debut."

"I really watched the movie "Farewell" and cried." After Zhou Linlin was woken up, she vaguely heard their conversation, so she simply stopped sleeping and got up from the bed to join the group chat.

"But she disappeared in the entertainment industry after she acted in this movie and has only made a comeback recently. But she was ridiculed very well. She said that she started high and left low, relying on hype to establish her film queen's character and could not produce any new works."

She took out her cell phone from the shelf at the bedside, browsed her Weibo, and exclaimed, "This man is so handsome in the side face. I said why did Cen Yu be willing to stop having an unexpected breakup back then? It turned out that he was giving birth to a child for love."

"Can it be that the marriage has changed now, so I have come out to enter the entertainment industry again?" Zhou Linlin slapped her forehead and opened up a rich association.

"..." Jian Qing chose to remain silent. The intuition of netizens is really extraordinary.

"Damn it, isn't it? Then this man's eyes are too blind. Where can I find such a beautiful sister?" Lin Yi paused and stared at Jian Qing's side face, "Well, there is one in our dormitory."

Jian Qing was not polite, accepted the praise calmly, raised her eyebrows and said, "Thank you."

Yu Guang glanced at the time, "Okay, I'm going to go out to tutor."

Zhou Linlin stared at her phone and was still eating melons, and casually reminded: "Remember to bring an umbrella, there will be showers today."

After saying that, she seemed to remember something, threw a cloth doll at Lin Yi under the bed from the air, and asked excitedly: "Can you read "Farewell" again?"

"Sure." Lin Yi acted immediately and turned on the computer.

As the opening music of the movie started, Jian Qing packed up her paintings and went out.

The bus stop at the school gate was empty.

It happened that a phone call came at this time, and the caller ID was a string of foreign numbers.

Jian Qing pursed her lips, and it took me a long time to press the call button.

"Daughter, I'm a father."

"I don't have money." She said concisely, with a clear impatience in her voice.

Jian Qing's aunt Chen Mei called her two days ago and told her that Jian Hongzhe had lost all his money in business. He went to the store every day to make trouble, regardless of his relatives and distantness, and he asked people to borrow money from the world.

The man on the other end of the phone was a little annoyed by the three words "cold" she came up. He lost the mood to speak well, and his tone became colder.

"Don't think I don't know. People say that you passed the exam to the best art academy in the country. You can just find a studio to teach you how to draw a thousand yuan in a day."

Jian Hongzhe spoke, his voice lowered, and he wanted to use both soft and hard, "Aqing, please help your father, and your father has no choice. You have a younger brother to study-"

Business has been difficult in recent years. I thought I would definitely turn around this time, so he did not hesitate to borrow usury, but unexpectedly he lost his money again and was desperate.

When Jian Qing heard the word "Brother", a stream of fire rushed to his head, and he paused, "I only have one sister, but no younger brother."

The man sighed, "I know you are still blaming me, but didn't you get the money later? How did you raise the money at that time? Just take it as making it for your father again?"

A few understatement of words are harsh and heart-wrenching.

The bus stop is empty and does not avoid the wind. The cold wind gushs into the internal organs to get cool.

"Do you know how that money comes from?? I don't have money now!" Jian Qing blushed and lost her usual good temper.

She sarcastically pulled the corners of her mouth, laughing at why she still had a trace of expectations for him.

Jian Hongzhe was rejected twice, unable to hold back his face, and showed his ruthless look, and cursed at the top of his voice: "Eyed! I whispered and begged you, what is your attitude? You are now promising, don't forget who gave you the book you read!"

He snorted coldly, "If you don't have money, then I can only sell the broken house in my hometown."

Jian Qing was held by his words for seven inches.

She held her phone tightly, her fingertips turned white, her lips were chapped, and she said with difficulty, "How much do you want?"

"Four hundred thousand." Jian Hongzhe lion spoke up.

“…”

Jian Qing gritted her teeth and was silent for a long time. She had no way to get so much money.

But she couldn't watch Jian Hongzhe sell the house. It was the only place that left the mark of her mother and sister's life, carrying her warmest memories.

"No, I can only give 200,000 yuan. And I have a condition. I want to buy a house in my hometown. If I don't, I will be exempted from negotiation."

She forced herself to calm down and bargain with him.

The old house is in a small town, with a small bungalow of forty or fifty square meters, which is dilapidated and rotten, more than 200,000 yuan.

There is no reason not to do such a cheap deal. Jian Hongzhe quickly agreed, "Yes, I will see the money within this week." As far as he said this, he simply became shameless.

Jian Qing didn't know how she took the bus and went to the tutoring location, and she was full of how to do the 200,000 yuan in her mind.

Go steal? Go rob? Go sell?

Anyway, it’s not that I haven’t done it before, Jian Qing tugged at the corner of her mouth sarcastically.

She slowly knocked on the solid wood anti-theft door.

It took a long time before someone came out to open the door.

The man stood in the entrance hall, with a tall figure, wearing a loose and casual home clothes, his black hair fell to his forehead, and his eyes were filled with misty sleepiness, as if he had not woken up.

Jian Qing was a little surprised. Lu Huaiyu usually would not be at home at this time.

Except for her contact with him when she came to tutor on the first day, this is the second time she has encountered Lu Huaiyu at home, which is rare.

"Here you come." He looked down at Jian Qing, his voice faintly, with a slightly mute nasal sound.

Lu Huaiyu gave up the entrance hall, turned to the living room, and fell into the sofa, and lazily put his straight and slender legs on the coffee table.

Mimian heard the sound of the door opening, ran out of the room, and smiled and called, "Sister--"

It's sweet and glutinous, like a little sun.

Jian Qing's originally depressed mood also improved a little, and temporarily put the difficult problems behind her.

"What do Mianmian want to draw? Is it good for us to draw still life sketches today?"

The little guy turned his big round eyes, stared at the person lying on the sofa, and clapped his hands excitedly, "Dad Dad!"

Lu Huaiyu had two consecutive surgeries and was at home today. When she was half asleep, she was woken up by Aunt Qin and said that she had something to go home.

I finally fell asleep but was woken up by a knock on the door.

He has a good upbringing, so he doesn't get up, but he's so tired and indifferent.

"Are you sleepy? Why don't you go back to sleep first and I'll take Mianmian to draw something else." Jian Qing saw his fatigue.

Lu Huaiyu lowered his head and said lightly, but did not get up, but instead sank himself into the sofa, his voice was low and dull, "Will Mianmianhua sleeping father be okay?"

Mianmian couldn't hear the difference between the two, and agreed happily: "Okay."

"Then listen to your sister, be quieter. Don't disturb your father until he sleeps, otherwise you won't be able to draw your sleeping father." Lu Huaiyu's voice gradually weakened and he slowly closed his eyes.

Mianmian felt it made sense, so she nodded solemnly, covering her little mouth with both hands.

“…”

Jian Qing watched him coax Mianmian from the side, and was so impressed that she was overwhelmed.

Lu Huaiyu really has a trick to fool the children, which is even more foolish than "Let's play a game called sleeping."
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