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"Hey, have you ever studied art? Are you so experienced in painting?"

Zhang Jingchu, who also didn't care about the question of whether the sketch contained real people, quickly started to pay attention to whether Jiang Xiao had studied art.

She was quite curious about this because she had also studied art, even if it was just children's art.

"Does it count if I am self-taught? I have liked painting since I was a child. If I didn't get admitted to the Chinese Theater Academy, I might go to the Academy of Fine Arts."

The plan behind the words was indeed one of Jiang Xiao's plans when he took the exam.

If you ask about his biggest shining point, it is probably his painting.

"You are really talented. You can draw so well even if you teach yourself. It would be a pity not to become a painter!"

When Zhang Jingchu heard that Jiang Xiao was self-taught, she really admired him.

"Being a painter is so easy, and it's not a good profession. I don't want to live in poverty all my life and then become famous for no reason after my death. That would definitely be a human tragedy."

Paintings of living people are not valuable, but paintings of dead people are valuable. This is not an absolute consensus in the art world, but it is a very common status quo.

Jiang Xiao likes painting, but it is more of a pleasure, used for leisure to pass the time, or to cultivate one's sentiments, rather than dedicating one's life to painting.

"Oh, that's true, but you are so good at drawing, when will you draw a sketch for me?"

"Of course, don't get it wrong. I don't mean this kind of painting, but a serious sketch."

After saying the first half of the sentence, Zhang Jingchu suddenly realized that something was wrong, and quickly pointed to the sketch in her hand and added.

"Looking at what you said, what is wrong with this sketch? This is a genre."

Seeing that Zhang Jingchu actually said that his paintings were not serious, Jiang Xiao also took advantage of the opportunity to refute him.

After finishing the painting, he inexplicably remembered that a bad old painter named Li from the same province as him actually used his own daughter as a mold. This is truly crooked, and he is still crooked and very bad.

"What do you think? If you take this painting and ask ten people, ten people will say it's not serious. Do you dare to bet with me?"

Zhang Jingchu, who wanted to roll her eyes, simply used a false example to counter someone.

"Okay, what you said makes me speechless, why don't you tell me why you came to me? You came to my room at night. You are not afraid of other people's rumors. Are you not afraid that I will misunderstand something?"

The naked body sketch does challenge the worldly view, so Jiang Xiao did not argue with Zhang Jingchu, and immediately asked the other party why he came to see him.

"Hey, what's the misunderstanding? Even if I'm lying here, do you dare to come over?"

Zhang Jingchu slowly discovered that despite Jiang Xiao's professed prowess, he was actually a person who dared to speak his mind but dared not make excuses. Therefore, she discovered that it was quite fun to tease the other person occasionally.

"Yes, I really don't dare. Senior sister, Senior Sister Zhang, Sister Zhang, what on earth do you want to do?"

Jiang Xiao felt that sometimes a woman who was so reserved could say anything if she let go, which was scary.

In addition, it seemed that Zhang Jingchu was "teasing" him, but he had no sense that the other party really meant that, and he had no idea what he was thinking, which was really puzzling.

"Why not? I'm hungry. I want to take someone to have a late-night snack with me. Now, I'm here to see you. I'm treating you. Do you want to go?"

"Go, it's nothing if you don't eat. What are you going to eat?"

Not to mention it was okay, but Jiang Xiao was really a little hungry, so he didn't object to Zhang Jingchu's proposal.

"I don't know yet. Let's go to the town first. It's still early anyway, what do you think?"

After giving a casual response, Zhang Jingchu asked Jiang Xiao for his opinion.

"Okay, put down my painting and let's go!"

Seeing that Zhang Jingchu didn't know whether he subconsciously forgot or what, but kept holding the sketch he drew, he could only remind it.

"Here you go, here you go, a crooked painting, as if no one cares about it."

Zhang Jingchu, whose cheeks felt inexplicably hot, put the sketch directly into Jiang Xiao's hand, and then walked out the door without saying a word.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiao shook his head slightly, and after putting down the sketch, he went out without hesitation.

Then he closed the door heavily and tried to push it again. After finding that there was no problem, he chased after Zhang Jingchu.

To put it bluntly, he would do this because the former accidentally broke into the door last time, which made him think that the scapegoat would be exposed. Fortunately, it was just a false alarm in the end.

After that, Jiang Xiao naturally found the reason. After all, he clearly remembered to close the door, but it was knocked open for no reason. If he didn't figure it out, he wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully in the house.

Things went smoothly in the end, but he soon discovered that the reason was still the door lock, which didn't seem to work very well.

For example, if you use too little force when closing the door, the door will not close completely, but will get stuck there. If you don't pay attention, you may think it is closed.

But if you touch it with a little force, the door will be pushed open directly.

Just like Zhang Jingchu last time, just because she knocked on the door, the door was pushed open.

So after that, every time he closed the door, he would subconsciously push or pull it. After confirming that it was correct, he would slowly let go, and it felt like it had become a conditioned reflex.

Putting aside this point, when Jiang Xiao, who caught up with Zhang Jingchu, went down to the lobby on the first floor of the hotel with him, he accidentally bumped into Jiang Yiyan, who had just come downstairs. The other person seemed to still be holding a

A digital camera.

Also, the first time she saw him and Zhang Jingchu, she took the initiative to say hello: "Hey, Jiang Xiao, Jingchu, do you want to go out too?"

"Yes, I'm a little hungry. I plan to go out for a late-night snack. Why don't you come with me, Yiyan? We'll bump into each other!"

Although she was not happy to see this scene in her heart, Zhang Jingchu had no way to change what had already happened.

In order not to appear stingy, she simply invited Jiang Yiyan.

"Won't this bother you?"

She glanced at Jiang Xiao out of the corner of her eye. After all, they had just met today. Jiang Yiyan was a little confused as to what was going on between the other party and Zhang Jingchu, so she asked one more question.

"What's the intrusion? Don't get me wrong. I just think it's a bit deserted to go out to eat alone, so I called Jiang Xiao by the way. If I had known that you were going out, Yiyan, I should have come directly to see you."

They are all smart people. Zhang Jingchu immediately understood that Jiang Yiyan had something wrong and immediately explained it.

At the end, she looked at Jiang and said with a teasing tone: "Okay, now that I have Yiyan, I won't have anything to do with you. You can go back first!"

"Tsk, senior sister, you are really experienced. We have said that the river will burn the bridge. Now that the river has not crossed, you will burn the bridge. Without you, can we still be friends happily?"

"Fortunately Yiyan is a girl, otherwise I would have said that senior, you value sex over friends."

Jiang Xiao, who sensed the teasing intention, did not forget to tease Zhang Jingchu while cooperating with her performance.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. Just follow me if you want to go. Yiyan, let's go and leave me alone as a junior!"

Zhang Jingchu rolled her eyes, and after one sentence, she took Jiang Yiyan's arm and left without even looking at Jiang Xiao.

"Are these two trying to become best friends?"

Seeing the two women holding hands, Jiang Xiao murmured something, without much hesitation, and finally followed.

As I said just now, he is really a little hungry. Naturally, he will not be stingy and stop going just because of Zhang Jingchu's words. He is not a stingy person either.

What Jiang Xiao didn't expect was that as soon as he left, he immediately became a photographer and kept taking photos of Zhang Jingchu and Jiang Yiyan.

Of course, occasionally he will join in single or double group photos.
Chapter completed!