He took two bags from her with one hand and held a big umbrella with the other. He slightly tilted the umbrella handle to block half of her body from the rain.

When he saw her in a daze, he wasn't angry. Instead, his smile deepened: "I'm sorry, did I scare you?"

The clean and magnetic voice was indeed that of the person who just called her.

Jiang Weicheng said thank you, took out the key to open the door, and led the people through the front courtyard into the living room of the house.

Huo Xichen looked around the room.

The house is very spacious. It is a newly renovated old house. The walls are whitewashed, and the floor is covered with white wooden floors. It is equipped with log-colored tables and chairs, iron-style window frame lamps, and potted green plants. It has a very bright and clean tone.

"Just sit down for a while and put your things on the floor first."

The other person coming for the interview is the boss.

She was not polite and went upstairs to change some clothes. Then she went to the kitchen and poured two glasses of water before sitting down on the sofa opposite him.

This time she recruited an assistant apprentice.

The recruitment notice clearly stated that the person needed to do a variety of things, including assistants, chores, porters, and occasionally working part-time as her model.

The salary is not high, but accommodation and two meals a day are included, and the person does not need to have a design background. As long as he is interested in painting or design, she can teach him these things.

Huo Xichen sat on the sofa, holding a water glass in his hand, listening to her requests quietly, nodding his head to indicate that it was okay.

The only problem is that he is currently in the summer vacation and has a lot of time, but when school starts, he may not be able to be there during the day, but he can use his evenings and weekends to make up for it. Ask her if this is okay.

"College student?

Then you should be living on campus, right?"

Jiang Weicheng considered this issue when recruiting people. She herself had to go to work, and the studio had just started, so there wouldn't be any important work at all. To put it bluntly, she just wanted to find a work assistant for herself. If the other person was willing to use other time to do it,

It seemed to her that there was no problem.

The other party did not answer the question of whether he could live on campus, and the two discussed the specific details. Jiang Weicheng thought there was no problem, so he planned to sign a temporary contract with him.

While typing names on the computer, she raised her head and asked him: "The twilight of the morning is the twilight of the stars, right?"

"Not the stars of stars, but the dust of dust."

Ordinary, dirty and annoying, that's probably what the woman had in mind when she named him.

He curled his lips, and there seemed to be a hint of ridicule in his eyes. The emotion flashed past and disappeared before she could see it clearly.

"The bustling dust?

That is also stardust, your stardust is more beautiful than the stars I mentioned, it is the most beautiful nebula in the universe."

She replied smoothly while lowering her head to type.

The young man was slightly startled. For a moment, the docile and well-behaved look on his face seemed to be briefly stripped away, revealing the coldness and unruliness that could not be concealed underneath.

For so many years, since he was a child, he has always been bullied by boys of the same age due to family reasons. They called him nicknames such as "trash and dirty stuff" and ostracized him. He has long been used to it.

This was the first time he heard someone explain his name like this.

But why is it her?

He narrowed his eyes slightly and frowned at the young woman who was typing on the computer.

She didn't seem to be aware of his stare, and was still very focused on searching for a suitable contract template online.

Are you trying to attract his attention this way?

Huo Xichen sneered silently, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and put on a harmless and docile mask again.

There was a printer in the living room. She pulled out the contract and asked him to register with his ID card, but the other party suddenly hesitated.

"No ID?"

Jiang Weicheng was surprised. She glanced at his too young face, suddenly understood, and raised her eyebrows, "How old are you this year?

Brother, although I am a personal studio, I do not accept child labor."

Perhaps it was the word "brother", or perhaps the word "child labor" she meant teasingly, Huo Xichen's smile suddenly faded away, he frowned slightly, with some dissatisfaction and protest in his voice: "I'm eighteen years old!"

It was useless to talk, so she stretched out her hand towards him: "Identity card."

Now even children can apply for ID cards. She knew he must have one, but he just didn't want to show it to her.

But Jiang Weicheng's attitude was very firm. She wouldn't use it without an ID card and he couldn't tell his age. In the end, he had to take out his ID card from his backpack and hand it over.

Jiang Weicheng took it and looked at it and laughed angrily: "You are only seventeen years old?

Are you still in high school?"

"Look clearly, I will be eighteen in one month!"

The other party motioned her to look at the month of birth.

Jiang Weicheng glanced and saw that his birthday was indeed next month - September 25th.

"That's useless. You are underage now, so I can't sign a contract with you, and I can't wait for you for a month.

I'm sorry, but your trip today was in vain."

She adopted a polite but distant attitude and prepared to ask people to leave.

The young man stood up. She thought he was going to leave, but he walked around the wooden table in front of her, came to her in two steps, and squatted down in front of the sofa: "Please, sister, just let me stay. You don't have to sign the contract yet, so

It does not count as employing minors.

I can work as your assistant as a handyman. You don't need to pay me a salary, as long as I provide two meals and one night.

Can we wait until I turn eighteen next month to sign a contract?

Please - I have nowhere to go..."

His voice was soft and soft, and he raised his eyes to look at her. His black forehead hair half covered his beautiful brows. He blinked slightly, and his thick and long eyelashes fluttered slightly like butterfly wings, revealing a bit of helpless vulnerability.

The boy squatting in front of her begging like this was closer to his original age than the polite look he had before.

The youthful temperament between a boy and a young man, with a soft and harmless aura, is indescribably cute and pitiful.

"You get up first."

Jiang Weicheng admitted that she had softened her heart, but she still wanted to ask clearly: "Why did you say you had nowhere to go?

Where are your parents?"

The young man took advantage of the situation and sat down on the wooden coffee table in front of the sofa: "My mother passed away very early. It was only after my mother passed away that I first knew I had a father, but he hated me very much. He was busy making money and making friends all day long.

My girlfriend beats and scolds me whenever she sees me..."

At this point, his eyes dimmed, and after a moment, he added: "I'm going to be an adult soon, and I want to live independently, but I don't have much money now..."

He frowned slightly, as if he was stuck in a helpless and helpless deadlock, but for a moment he relaxed his eyebrows and looked at her happily, "Then, I saw your recruitment notice. You can live and eat here, and

They can also teach me design and painting. I like painting very much and want to go to university in this field in the future..."

From what it sounds like, her job, which no one cares about, is really suitable for him.

"Does your father agree with you running out like this?"

"He doesn't care about me at all. It doesn't matter to him whether I'm at home or not. Please, sister, I want to earn my own college tuition..."

Jiang Weicheng herself also had her parents die young and lost the person who loved her most in the world. She could imagine the helplessness she felt.

Forget it, he will be an adult in one month anyway.

So, she relaxed: "Let's make an agreement first. If your work doesn't satisfy me after one month, I won't sign a contract with you either."

"Um!"

His eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at her intently, like some kind of obedient large canine.

"I will treat you as a helper this month. In addition to two meals and one night, I will still give you a salary. I will not take advantage of you."

"It's okay, sister, do whatever you think."

Afterwards, Jiang Weicheng took a photo of his ID card with his mobile phone, and then took him to see the room and bathroom.

Because she expected someone to move in, she bought all the basic things: "Toiletries are all there. You can use the ones here or use your own. The refrigerator is in the kitchen. You can just grab whatever you want."

You can usually stay on the first floor. The second floor is my private space. If you want to dry clothes, you can go directly to the terrace from the stairs.

Also, don’t call me sister, since you said you want to learn painting, then call me Teacher Jiang.”

She has been in college for four years and studied abroad for two years. She has real talent and is worthy of being his teacher.

"Teacher Jiang, you can call me Xichen or Xiaochen."

Probably because he could stay, the young man cooperated very well and was very obedient.

"Well, Xiaochen, when do you plan to move in?"

"Is now okay?"

He showed a shy and embarrassed smile and bit his red lower lip gently, as if he was afraid that she would refuse.

"Now?"

Jiang Weicheng looked at the sofa. There was only a denim backpack he carried with him. It was neither big nor small and could only hold a few clothes.
To be continued...