"Which movie are you talking about? "August Monsoon" or "Pull Your Embarrassment"?"

Zhimian looked at him:

"How do you know..."

Duan Zhuo glanced at her and was silent for two seconds. "Working with Teacher Yimu Zhiqiu, you must know your painting."

Zhimian breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought he took the initiative to pay attention to her works.

He changed the topic and asked her about her design ideas. After Zhimian finished talking to him, Duan Zhuo thought for a while, and he really put forward a few suggestions as if he was decent. Zhimian gained a lot after listening.

It was completely dark, Zhimian finished work, and the two walked indoors.

Duan Zhuo said: "Have a meal together?"

"No."

Duan Zhuo stood in front of her, his voice low: "To help you today, don't even eat with me?"

"Please treat you to dinner another day," Zhimian remembered the drawing she owed and wanted to cry without tears. "I will update it in two days, but I haven't drawn it yet..."

If it weren't for the forced force of life and the urge of book fans, who wouldn't want to be a pigeon spirit?

Duan Zhuo understood and didn't force her, "Okay, I'll take you back."

An hour later, the Hummer drove into her community.

The car finally stopped downstairs of the apartment.

The night was cold and no one passed by the car. Duan Zhuo watched the girl unbutton her seat belt and called out: "Zhimian."

"Um?"

Duan Zhuo put one hand on the steering wheel, licked the back teeth, thought for a while, and was about to speak.

The cell phone in Zhimian's pocket rang.

His expression was slightly calmer and his words were forced to stop.

Zhimian saw that it was Liang Zhiyi's call and asked Duan Zhuo: "Do you have anything to do?"

He pressed what he wanted to say for the time being, "Nothing."

"Okay, then I'll go upstairs."

Zhimian pushed open the car door and got out.

Duan Zhuo saw her walking into the apartment building, his figure completely disappeared, and his eyes gradually became clear.

Suddenly, he felt that the empty place in his heart was gradually filled with, and no one or anything could replace such a role.

It turns out that getting close to her will make him change so much.

He should have come to chase her earlier.

But now we can't be too fast, we can't scare her, he wants to get closer slowly and draw her into a prison little by little-

Zhimian got out of the car and answered Liang Zhiyi's call.

"Jiujiu, are you okay? I heard from Xuan Xia that you encountered a scratch in your car."

"It's okay, it's been resolved. Now the car is driving to the repair shop."

"You handled it alone?"

"No, today it was actually... Duan Zhuo who helped me."

"Duan Zhuo?! He helped you?"

Zhimian explained the causes and consequences. After listening to it, Liang Zhiyi shook his head and sighed:

"What else can I say about the fate of the two of you? I haven't seen each other for a year, but I've had a relationship again because of work. Interview with you, Miss Zhi, how do you feel now?"

"..." Zhimian muttered in a low voice: "I have no idea."

Liang Zhiyi smiled, "Jiujiu, is he still obsessed with you?"

She was stunned, "How is it possible..."

"As soon as there is something wrong with your car, he rushed over immediately. Do you think you will care so much about ordinary people? You have been by his side for seven years and must know him very well. Do you think he is really letting go of you when he is like this?"

Zhimian couldn't answer for a while.

In fact, how time passes? In each other's hearts, each other is a special existence. Even if they break up or meet again, they will never be like strangers who have just met each other.

However, she told herself a year ago that she could not look back.

But Duan Zhuo now always makes her feel different from before.

Zhimian doesn’t know if it’s his own illusion.

But today's events were over, and she felt that she would not be rejected by him as if she had just met again.

Maybe he helped her, so that she could no longer be as hard-hearted as before-

These days, Zhimian was drawing and rushing to make a manuscript at home. After updating the new chapter of the comic, she finally took a breath, but received a call from Lin Ling.

Lin Ling said that the charity event she will participate in next month was ahead of next week due to the adjustment of recording time. Therefore, Zhimian would have to go on a business trip to City W for a few days next week and participate with a few painters.

In addition, Lin Ling also told her an unexpected news-

Yu Ningshuang is one of the painters who participated in the recording of the program this time.

It turns out that the two are really destined to be together.

Zhimian was not interested in this. Although she had not had a good impression of Yu Ningshuang when she met a year ago, she no longer cared about it for so long.

The charity event is officially held next Wednesday. Zhimian received an official notice and needed to arrive one day in advance to prepare.

On Monday night, she packed her luggage and suddenly received a call from Duan Zhuo.

The man's low-melt voice came from the other end: "Your car has been repaired, I'll send it to you tomorrow?"

"I'm not free tomorrow, can I leave it with you for a few days?" she said, "I'm going on a business trip for a few days, not in Lincheng."

“Work reasons?”

"Um."

“Where to go?”

After Zhimian said the city, "What's wrong? Why are you asking about this?"

"nothing."

Zhimian said he would continue to pack his luggage, so he hung up the phone.

Duan Zhuo sat at the end of the bed, lowered his head and rubbed his cell phone. After a long time, he called a phone number-

The next day, Zhimian set out for City W.

Also attending the same place was assistant Li Niannian.

On the high-speed rail, Zhimian was drawing a manuscript, and Li Niannian drank hot water beside her and looked at her: "Xiaojiu, do you want to send a Weibo to talk about tomorrow's arrangements? I see that other painters who participated have posted updates, so you have to post them too."

"Oh yes, I almost forgot."

"This time, Xu Erye, who you like very much, is the one you are going to the charity program. You have successfully chased stars."

Xu Er is the senior Zhimian likes very much, and is also the most famous of several paintings this time. There are several representative works that have established their status in the painting world, with a unique dark fairy tale style. Moreover, according to information on the Internet, Xu Er was in his forties and entered the industry in his teens.

Zhimian was really very happy to meet his seniors.

After Zhimian posted on Weibo, he looked at the person beside him: "Are you cold?"

"No, my aunt is here, it's not very comfortable." Li Niannian breathed, "Xiaojiu, you have to calculate the business trip fee for me more when I am on a business trip. It's not easy for me."

Zhimian smiled, "Okay, I'll treat you to midnight snack tonight."

"good!"

After three and a half hours, they arrived in City W.

The two walked out of the high-speed rail station and a staff member specially received them. The two got on the business car and went to the hotel.

In the car, the staff said: "Tonight the program team will invite a few teachers to have a meal together, get to know each other, and learn about tomorrow's activity process."

"OK."

The car finally parked in a five-star hotel in the city.

Zhimian and Li Niannian arranged in a standard room. The two entered the room, cleaned up and rested.

Time passed gradually, and in the evening, Zhimian received a message from the program team and invited her and her assistant to go to the restaurant downstairs of the hotel at 6 o'clock tonight.

It turns out that the dining location tonight is in the hotel, which is quite convenient.

Zhimian picked a long black dress, a beige knitted suspender vest on the outside, and paired with a pair of small black boots. It won't be too grand, but it won't be too daily.

Girls are naturally beautiful, and when they are a little bit of makeup, they stand in the crowd and show off at a glance.

When time was approaching, Zhimian and Li Niannian left.
To be continued...