Haijing Academy of Fine Arts, cafeteria.

Shen Xin carried her easel on her back, ordered breakfast, found a random seat, and sat down.

Today's soy milk is very sweet.

"Have you heard? Vice President Zhou is dead!"

"Ah? Why did you die fine? Was it an accident?"

"Didn't Vice President Zhou resign a few days ago? I heard that he was going to look for poetry and the distance!"

A few meters away, several girls were eating and talking.

"Vice President Zhou not only wanted to resign, but also donated all his family property. His wife couldn't accept it, so she secretly turned on the gas at night, and the two of them committed suicide!"

"This is not suicide, is it murder?"

"No, what's wrong with Vice-President Zhou? I just want to appreciate poetry and distant places. Why should I donate my property? My wife and children can't survive?"

"I heard that Vice President Zhou actually found out that his wife had cheated on him. This was the root cause of his death!"

Most of the cafeteria is discussing this matter, because the death of Vice President Zhou is the biggest gossip recently.

It took fifteen minutes for Shen Xin to finish his breakfast, get up and leave.

When she passed by a boy, she heard the sentence "Those who engage in art are seriously ill" and couldn't help turning her head and taking a look.

The boy noticed Shen Xin's gaze and stood up suddenly, looking awkward and uneasy.

"Shen...Senior Sister Shen!"

At Haijing Academy of Fine Arts, Shen Xin is the most dazzling student. Not only because of her beauty, but also because of her incredible artistic talent, she is known as the female Van Gogh.

"Have you ever thought that if a person is not sick, he is sick? And having certain diseases is actually a healthy and normal state?"

Shen Xin asked back.

"ah?"

The boy was dumbfounded, what are you doing?

Discuss philosophy?

"If you could communicate with gods by going crazy, would you choose to go crazy?"

Shen Xin asked again.

"..."

The boy swallowed a mouthful of saliva and felt that Senior Shen would not be able to remember him with a mediocre answer, so he kept saying, "I do!"

"No, you don't want to!"

Shen Xin shook his head and turned to leave.

"Holy shit, you are worthy of being Senior Sister Shen. This feeling of oppression is so great!"

"Do you think she is mentally abnormal?"

"Is it normal for someone to stay in the studio of the teaching building for half a month?"

Who is Shen Xin?

A genius who held an art exhibition in Paris, France, but recently I heard that she no longer paints, but goes out to sketch every day and observe various aspects of life.

"Don't look at it, mortals can't understand geniuses!"

"Eat quickly!"

"That's right, I don't pursue art, I just want to work in a major game company. A vertical painting can sell for tens of thousands!"

Although Shen Xin is very beautiful, boys don't want to fall in love with her because she is the kind of woman who is likely to stab her boyfriend with a knife when they break up.

Of course, it may also be a girl who not only won't get angry when she sees her boyfriend cheating on her, but will actually draw the scene.

Anyway, no matter which one, give it a wide berth!

…

After leaving the cafeteria, Shen Xin put on her headphones and listened to the "Diamond Sutra" sung by Lin Da's hungry people. She got on her mountain bike and left the campus in a familiar way, heading to the community where Little Cutie rented a house.

Tomorrow is the weekend, and she wants to invite the little cutie and her white-collar sister to play at home!

Reason told her that she should not have contact with these two people, but she couldn't help but be fascinated by the innocence of the little cutie and the paranoid madness in the white-collar woman's bones.

Simply the perfect model!

Shen Xin wanted to wait until they were in their most perfect state and then draw them.

Passing by the intersection and waiting for the traffic light, Shen Xin saw a man in his fifties who looked a bit like Vice President Zhou!

"You shouldn't give my paintings away, not because I don't want to give them away, but because most people can't appreciate my paintings!"

Shen Xin sighed.

When Vice President Zhou used his position to ask Shen Xin for the picture of the sunflower field, she did not refuse. She was not worried that the oil painting would be spread, because before that day, Vice President Zhou would go crazy and stay away from the city. Search for his poems in the wilderness, and in the process, he will die.

No one would suspect that Vice President Zhou was contaminated.

But who knew that Vice President Zhou actually gave away the oil painting for his son's work.

Shen Xin contaminates several people who know the origin of this oil painting, but she does not take the oil painting back because she feels that every painting is alive, and the sunflower field picture has not yet died.

An hour later, Shen Xin rode to a living area and found the cutie playing on the slide in a small park on the side of the road.

…

In the evening, at 6 o'clock, the alarm clock rang.

The female white-collar gold agent wearing an OL skirt immediately turned off her computer and got off work.

Whoosh!

Five colleagues all looked over.

"Sister Jin, the boss said you have to work overtime!"

A little girl reminds me.

"I have something to do, so I won't work overtime!"

After the female white-collar worker finished speaking, she picked up her bag and left. However, before she could leave the office, a forty-year-old bald man called out to her.

"Jin Daili, I told everyone to work overtime today, didn't you hear?"

The bald man is the boss of this advertising company.

"I'm in trouble!"

The female white-collar worker wants to correct the bald man. Agency is her position, not her name. But with this bald man’s IQ, I’m afraid she can’t understand it, right?

“What could be more important than going to work?”

the bald man asked.

"Looking for a husband!"

As soon as the female white-collar worker said this, everyone was dumbfounded.

"What?"

The bald man looked confused: "Are you going to the bar to fish for diamonds?"

"No, I have a husband!"

The female white-collar worker emphasized: "He is the best man in the world!"

"Then you said you're looking for a husband?"

The bald boss doesn't understand.

"My husband got lost during the winter."

The female white-collar worker was very worried: "I wonder how he is doing? Has he lost weight?"

"What the hell is lost?"

The bald boss’s CPU was about to burn out and he couldn’t understand what the female white-collar worker was saying.

"Just lost!"

The female white-collar worker was too lazy to explain, threw her bag over her shoulder, and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, I don't care what your reasons are, but you have to work overtime for me today, or I will fire you!"

Bald boss threatens.

"Then you should be fired!"

After the female white-collar worker finished speaking, she slammed the door and left.

The high heels hit the ground, making a clicking sound.

Finding a husband is the most important thing, no matter how hard the sky falls, you cannot put it first.
To be continued...