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113【Drawing】

British Concession, cafe.

"Are you really separated from Puyi?" Lu Jingyan looked at Wanrong in surprise.

"Yeah." Wanrong nodded.

Lu Jingyan waited for a long time before saying: "If word of this gets out, it will definitely be more sensational than last year's Dao Fei Revolution."

Wanrong said worriedly: "That's why I don't dare to divorce. There is room for maneuver in everything."

Lu Jingyan asked: "Then where do you live now?"

Wanrong confided: "The house rented outside is quite free, but it's a bit deserted and I can't find anyone to talk to."

"Then you can always come to me," Lu Jingyan said with a smile, "By the way, Ziquan and I will hold a wedding at the National Hotel on the 9th of next month. You must come to attend."

"Will he... also go?" Wanrong asked.

Lu Jingyan's father, Lu Zongyu, was a well-known traitor in the early years of the Republic of China (Twenty-One, Paris Peace Conference). His hometown even held a meeting of ten thousand people to publicly remove Lu Zongyu's hometown. This man belonged to the Anfu clique politicians (Duan Duan).

Qirui faction), and later defected to Wang Jingwei and became a traitor.

The Lu family was also very close to Puyi at this time, so Wanrong asked this question.

"You mean Mr. Puyi? Of course I invited him." Lu Jingyan said.

Wanrong immediately shook her head: "I'd better not go. I'll send you a wedding gift in advance another day."

Lu Jingyan added: "Then I will hold a separate dance party and only invite a few close friends. Is that okay?"

"Yes, yes." Wanrong was actually a little scared. She was introverted and weak, not good at dealing with strangers, and did not dare to participate in public events without a man. Moreover, her mentality had not changed, and she could never leave the queen behind.

I don't know how I should show my title to others.

The two women chatted for a while, then went shopping in a department store together for a while, and then they went home separately.

When Wanrong walked to the door of her house, she suddenly turned to the small foreign-style building next door and knocked on the door of Zhou Hexuan's house.

It was already evening and Zhou Hexuan was having dinner. He opened the door and said enthusiastically: "Miss Guo, please come in. You haven't eaten yet?"

"Well," Wanrong and her maid walked into the room. She took out a box and said, "When I was shopping this afternoon, I bought a pair of bow ties. Mr. Zhou, do you like it?"

"Thank you, very beautiful." Zhou Hexuan said with a smile. In fact, he never wears a bow tie.

Wanrong smiled happily: "I'm not very good at buying things, as long as you like it."

Zhou Hexuan pointed to the dining table and said, "Let's eat together."

"Then...okay." Wanrong agreed hesitantly.

The two of them sat across the table, while the maid went to the kitchen to join Mrs. Liu Wu.

Wanrong's eating posture was very quiet. She picked up the dish gently with her chopsticks, then covered it with her hands and put it into her mouth, chewing and swallowing slowly. During the whole process, she didn't make a sound, and she didn't even show her teeth.

Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "It's so awkward the way you eat. There are no outsiders around, so why should you be cautious?"

"Isn't it like this when eating?" Wanrong asked in surprise.

"Look at me." Zhou Hexuan picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, chewed the rice and ate less than half a bowl of rice in the blink of an eye.

Wanrong said with concern: "You are a man, of course you can devour everything. As a woman, it would be very ugly for me to eat like this."

Zhou Hexuan encouraged and said: "Don't worry about whether it looks ugly or not, you can try it and then you can tell."

"Then let me try." Wanrong hesitated.

Just as she was about to eat again, Zhou Hexuan interrupted and said: "Put your left hand down and don't cover your mouth all the time. It's just a meal, it's not a scandal."

"oh."

Wanrong followed her words and let go of the food, then put the food into her mouth. She moved very slowly at first, then gradually increased her speed, and the extent of her chewing could not help but increase.

After eating a few mouthfuls like this, Wanrong felt as if she had discovered a new world, and said happily: "It seems that eating like this is more delicious. I used to only be able to eat half a bowl at most, but now I'm not full even after half a bowl."

"You have to let go of everything, and you will find endless joy in life. You have been restrained for too long and are bound by dogma, so you feel that everything is not going your way." Zhou Hexuan said.

"Maybe." Wanrong smiled slightly. She felt that she was particularly relaxed and comfortable when getting along with Zhou Hexuan, and she didn't have to hide and be tense all the time. Although Cui Huifu and she were good sisters, there was always a moral gap between them, and they vaguely maintained

Keep the distance between master and slave.

Zhou Hexuan found that it was quite fulfilling to transform a queen into a citizen of the new society. He smiled and said: "If you are really bored, I will take you to the club to play bowling another day."

"Really, that's great!" Wanrong was overjoyed. She was bored all day.

After dinner, Wanrong still lingered around. She had nothing to do when she returned home, she just wanted to be more lively and lively at Zhou Hexuan's place.

The two came to the study room. Wanrong looked at the empty bookshelf and said, "Mr. Zhou, I thought you, a great scholar, must have a lot of books in the study room. Why are there only these few books?"

Zhou Hexuan pointed at his head and pretended to be cool: "All the books I read are in my head."

Wanrong walked to the desk and sat down and said: "I like your "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" very much. The stories in them are very interesting. By the way, you are so good at writing, can you draw?

"

"I can only do simple sketches," Zhou Hexuan said.

"Western painting?" Wanrong asked.

Zhou Hexuan nodded and said: "The most basic Western painting."

Wanrong said happily: "Then you draw a portrait for me with a sketch, and I will draw a portrait for you with Chinese fine brushwork."

Sweat! How free it is to have fun in different ways.

There was no pencil in Zhou Hexuan's study, so he had to make do with pens and manuscript paper, while Wanrong was sitting on a chair.

Zhou Hexuan met three women in the Republic of China. Zhang Leyi was a capable woman with a ladylike temperament, and Meng Xiaodong was a Xiaojia Biyu with a heroic spirit. Wanrong was a bit complicated, with royal nobility in every gesture, but she was quiet and introverted.

Frail and sickly, this reminds Zhou Hexuan of Lin Daiyu in "A Dream of Red Mansions".

The pen was brushing on the manuscript paper, and it was completed in a few minutes. Zhou Hexuan handed it to Wanrong and said, "See if the painting looks similar?"

"So fast?"

Wanrong took it in surprise, took one look at it, then covered her mouth and laughed: "Giggle, Mr. Zhou, what are you drawing?"

Zhou Hexuan is talking about the cartoon version of Wanrong, with a small body and a huge head. Anyway, she is in the cute style.

Wanrong couldn't help but look at it a few more times and commented: "The expression does have some charm, but the painting is too weird. What kind of painting method is this?"

"In Western comics, you can not only draw people, but also animals." Zhou Hexuan said and drew Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck, and it was a complete four-frame comic.

Wanrong was surprised: "It's really strange, can you teach me?"

So everyone has value. Wanrong doesn't know how to communicate, has no special skills, and indulges in enjoyment. She is just a worm who eats nothing. But she is good at painting. She has been in contact with ink and gongbi since she was a child. Even without Puyi's breakup

You can completely rely on this to make a living.

However, in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, there were too many paintings, and Wanrong's painting skills could only be considered average. If she wanted to become famous, she had to take a unique path.

That’s drawing comics!

Zhou Hexuan's bad taste arose and he wanted to train the queen to become a famous cartoonist.

Wanrong sat at the table, eager to learn comics, but Zhou Hexuan discovered a serious problem.

"Your posture when holding the pen is wrong. Have you never used a fountain pen before?" Zhou Hexuan asked.

Wanrong shook her head: "No, I used to use a brush."

"Hold it like this, I'll teach you!"

Zhou Hexuan walked up behind Wanrong, holding her fingers and guiding her patiently, just like teaching a child. Wanrong was absent-minded, blushing and lowering her head in silence, because the two of them were too close, and Zhou Hexuan almost half hugged her from behind.

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