Jing Yue also specially wrote notes on the places that needed attention, and the delicate small characters had a sharp flavor in them.
After painting for a while, Jing Yue’s focus on painting made her forget the time. When Xiao Chen stepped into the room, what she saw was the woman lying on the ground with black and gray face, her focused eyes were writing something. On paper is a fine house.
Xiao Chen walked over step by step, and found that the brush and ink had been thrown to one side, and what Jingyue was holding in her hand was actually sharpened charcoal. I am the same, delicate but without losing the vigor.
"Oh, Xiao Chen, why are you here?" Jing Yue was about to change direction, when she suddenly saw a pair of brocade boots appearing in front of her, she was slightly startled and raised her head to look, only to discover Xiao Chen's existence.
"Yinqiao said you didn't have dinner, so I came here." Seeing Jingyue's appearance of being unable to stand up, Xiao Chen frowned fiercely and stepped over to hug Jingyue and put her on the soft couch.
"I've been painting for too long, and I didn't pay attention to the time." Jingyue, who was covered in black charcoal dust, was dirty and had a smile on her face, pointing to the drawing paper on the floor as if showing off, and said: "Look at how I designed it, the decoration will definitely surprise everyone!"
"Really?" Xiao Chen looked at Jingyue with a funny face, stood up and carefully looked at what Jingyue had drawn. He could clearly see every tiny mark and how to place it. The decoration of the restaurant is completely like Xiao Chen has never seen before.
"I saw the restaurants in our imperial city, and they all have the same decoration, so I changed it." Jing Yue said with a smile: "Do you think it's great!"
"En." Xiao Chen nodded slightly with the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Hahaha!" Jing Yue laughed happily, it was rare to be praised by Xiao Chen, she suddenly felt a sense of happiness, and the idea of contracting the entire business of the Imperial City Restaurant deepened a lot.
After Jing Yue and Xiao Chen had dinner, Jing Yue pulled Xiao Chen to ask where there was room for improvement. The two discussed together and revised the blueprint again. When the drawings on the ground were rolled up.
Xiao Chen curiously picked up Jing Yue's sharpened charcoal head and began to study it.
"Who taught you how to write?" Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and asked Jing Yue.
"Myself!" Jing Yue's hands trembled suddenly, she looked up at Xiao Chen with a smile and said, "There is no brush in the forest, so I just use charcoal to write, so I don't know how to use a brush now." Jing Yue Knowing that her explanation was far-fetched, she didn't expect Xiao Chen to believe it.
"..." Xiao Chen slowly clenched the charcoal in his hand and stood up.
"I'm going out tomorrow." Jing Yue lowered her eyes, packed the scroll in her hand, and said in a muffled voice.
"En." Xiao Chen responded, looked down at Jing Yue who was kneeling at her feet, turned and left without saying a word.
Jing Yue looked at Xiao Chen's leaving footsteps, and felt uncomfortable in her heart. There were too many unreasonable things about her, but she couldn't open her mouth to explain to Xiao Chen, what if she was sent to Xiao Chen as a monster? The altar is over.
"Ah... troublesome." Jing Yue put the drawings away, sighed silently, took a shower and hid back on the bed.