This picture completely exhausted all Shi Yin's energy.

She slept until dusk. When she opened her eyes, she was lying on the bed in the bedroom. There was no one in the house. The evening glow was faint, and the fire clouds were layered from warm orange to purple.

Shi Yin stared out the window for a while, then turned over lazily. All the bones in his body were soft and he didn't even want to get up.

But she was very hungry.

Shi Yin wailed into her pillow, buried her head in the fluffy and soft quilt, turned down the air conditioner a little, put on the quilt and continued to sleep.

When I woke up again, the night was falling, and there was a faint sound of voices coming from the living room outside.

Shi Yin climbed out of bed, went to the bathroom and took a shower. When he came out, bright light came from the kitchen. Gu Congli stood in front of the sink. The heavy kitchen utensils in Shi Yin's hands were very obedient in his hands. Shi Yin pulled

He pulled the straps of his nightgown, walked over and stood behind him, stepped forward and leaned forward.

There was tons of curry beef in the pot, bubbling, and the aroma of rice rolled in from the rice cooker.

Shi Yin had just finished taking a shower, and the water on his forehead and hair rolled down Gu Congli's collar. He didn't look back and turned off the fire: "Are you hungry?"

Shi Yin swallowed his saliva and patted his back: "I'm hungry, is the rice ready?"

Gu Congli glanced sideways: "There are still seven minutes left," and glanced back at her wet hair, "Go and blow out your hair for dinner."

Shi Yin said "Oh" in a drawl, and still stood there, staring at the brown and fragrant curry: "When did you come back?"

Gu Congli was pleased by her words and raised the corners of her lips slightly.

Before she even realized it, she had become accustomed to his presence, and the change from "coming here" turned to coming back.

He put the lid on the pot and washed his hands: "Blow dry your hair."

The lid of the food he was staring at eagerly was closed. Shi Yin looked away, raised his head, and held his hand with a smile: "Teacher Gu, blow it for me."

Gu Congli lowered his eyes and let her take one of his fingers and drag him to the door of the bedroom. Then he ran to the bedside, opened the drawer, took out the hair dryer, put it into his hand, sat on the edge of the bed, put his hands on each other.

The board is placed neatly on the lap, sitting upright like a child wearing a red scarf.

Shi Yin sat on the edge of the bed, her wet long hair disheveled, looking at him eagerly.

Gu Congli walked over and patted her on the head: "Turn around."

She turned sideways.

The sound of the hair dryer buzzed in his ears. Shi Yin enjoyed the treatment of Teacher Gu blowing his hair. He kicked his legs happily and sat with his back to him. He couldn't help but look back every few seconds.

he.

The man's fingers were entangled with the soft hair, and he pulled it gently. The wind speed of the hair dryer was lowered: "Be honest for a while."

Shi Yin said "Huh" and turned around: "Is the picture on the poster OK?"

Gu Congli said "hmm" casually, his voice low and blurry under the noise of the hair dryer.

Shi Yin was very satisfied with his homework this time and asked proudly: "Not bad, is it a little better than the last one?"

"Um."

Shi Yin pouted: "Why don't you praise me?"

Gu Congli calmly pinched a strand of her wet hair: "I'm afraid your tail will rise to the sky."

Shi Yin raised his head and glared at him: "Why do I hear what you mean is not right? Are you afraid that I will be proud of you?"

Gu Congli laughed: "That's not the way to be arrogant based on favor."

Shi Yin stared at him in disbelief: "With your level of using idioms, how can you still have the nerve to say that I used them incorrectly?"

She raised her head high, leaned her upper body back, and pressed her head against his body. She looked at him upside down from top to bottom. A flexible and smooth line was drawn out of her slender white neck. There was something like warm jade hidden under the collar of her nightgown.

The white undulates slightly.

Gu Congli lowered his eyes, paused there for a moment, leaned down, lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips: "Then I don't mind if you are more delicate."

Shi Yin's neck was sore, he straightened his head and turned around: "Are we talking about the same thing?"

Gu Congli turned off the hair dryer, unplugged it and stuffed it back into the drawer: "It doesn't seem like it."

She scratched her hair, which was almost dry but still slightly damp, and suddenly asked: "The poster came out, what should I do with the bookmark?"

"Each character is cut out independently and given randomly."

Shi Yin nodded: "Every character I draw is divided into layers. I have separate independent layers saved. You can take a look. It should be more convenient to cut. Otherwise, some characters are stacked on top of each other.

It would be a little awkward.”

"Well, I saw it. We have already left the printing factory." Gu Congli raised his hand and tapped her forehead with his fingertips. Shi Yin fell on the bed and said angrily: "You actually secretly looked at my computer files. Do you know

You know what privacy is, you evil Big Devil Piccolo, I will destroy you on behalf of the moon."

Gu Congli was too lazy to pay attention to her nervousness, turned around and left the bedroom: "Come out to eat."

While Shi Yin was painting the poster, the single volume of the book had been being printed. Once all the books were printed, it was time to start making posters and bookmarks, so there was actually no delay of a few days.

After Gu Congli talked with the printer there, the poster was expedited, and it was finally printed and put on the shelves on the agreed release day. The crisis was resolved, and Shi Yin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After being busy and worried for nearly a week, she felt that her hair had turned white and it would be the trendy grandma gray without dyeing it. Now she could relax and have time to think about other things.

For example, things like leaving the New Year.

Shi Yin was originally a person who supported Buddhism, and similar things had happened before. In fact, there were many such things in this circle, and Shi Yin was too lazy to pursue or care about them. People's energy is limited, and she didn't know what to do with them.

Putting too much energy into one thing will inevitably affect other things.

It's just that this person is away from the New Year.

From the beginning, when her fans or trolls came to her Weibo in droves, to the later autograph sessions, Gu Congli's matter, and this poster matter, this woman did it again and again.

matter.

Shi Yin didn't understand why she was eyeing her. One was a girl manga artist, and the other was a boy manga artist. They were two people who didn't get along. Why should a woman embarrass a woman?

After staring at her, she stared at her man. After staring at her man, she started staring at her works.

Shi Yin felt that he couldn't bear it no matter what this time.

Although she drew a new picture, which was better than the previous one, it was still her work, drawn out stroke by stroke, bit by bit.

Every stroke and every line on the picture has been integrated with her hard work. It definitely doesn't mean that she really doesn't care about this because there are better ones.

After thinking about it, the only possibility is that she, or someone, glimpsed or saw her painting in the coffee shop. This painting is different from others. The movements of the characters in the whole picture do not need to be carefully observed.

As long as you glance at it when passing by and remember the general position clearly, go back and copy the draft at a similar position, you can draw something with a similar composition.

The process of this glance even only takes a few seconds. A glance twice when passing by behind her is enough.

Shi Yin immediately went to the cafe where he was painting and asked for surveillance.

Because she went there often, she became familiar with the store manager and clerk. After explaining the cause and effect, the store manager graciously let her go find it.

The surveillance video before and after the Chinese New Year is almost two months old now, and when she drew this picture, she would stay here basically every day, but she would change positions.

Shi Yin had no idea what day or time it was to leave the New Year.

And every day, countless people pass by behind where she sits.

After a few days of random monitoring, Shi Yin gave up after two hours.

It makes your eyes dazzled, and you have to spend a lot of time on this kind of thing.

Forget it, forget it, just be patient.

She told Gu Congli about this matter very melancholy, and finally added: "I want to read some ancient romance novels."

Gu Congli obviously didn't understand her thoughts: "Huh?"

"There are many plots like this in ancient Chinese novels, such as house fights and palace fights. What methods does the queen use to frame the beloved concubine, how does the heroine fight back, what methods does the concubine use to frame the principal wife, and how does the principal heroine take advantage of her tricks?

," Shi Yin said seriously, "If I had known I should have seen more of this and learned the counterattack and revenge skills in it."

Gu Congli thought for two seconds and asked her: "Is there such a plot in this kind of novel?"

"What kind?"

"The male protagonist avenges the female protagonist, and then the heroine repays the favor with her own body and body."

"..."

Shi Yin's face was expressionless: "Teacher Gu, this is the script of the Evil Prince. It was fashionable many years ago. Young people are not popular with it now. People now like stories about strong women, where the heroine can have sex.

The sun and the earth are independent and self-reliant, do you think you are the hero in the novel about the overbearing president ten years ago?"

Gu Congli raised his eyebrows: "You like it?"

Shi Yin looked at him blankly: "Ah?"

Gu Congli said: "You can also like me."

When the accident happened in Li Nian, Shi Yin had just gotten up not long ago and was applying a facial mask.

Two days ago, she received a call from Nishino Na, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, asking her to have a dinner together in the evening, and help her celebrate that the single book "Hong Ming Ryūja" successfully rose to the third place in the best-selling list within a week.

Nishino Na has been in the industry for many years. She used to work for Yaoguang Society. Later, she went out to work alone and opened her own independent studio. Recently, she is discussing cooperation with Yaoguang Society. The two of them often chat and have a good relationship.

Yin agreed simply.
To be continued...