Women sometimes have the sharpest intuition in the world, but at certain moments they are unexpectedly confused.
Meizizi put away her phone.
Qin Yanxi looked up at Guan Lang, although she didn't know that she didn't understand many things, such as how Guan Lang could give people a refreshing first impression and temperament without changing his facial features.
She doesn't have much curiosity to get to the bottom of things, as long as she knows that Guan Lang is still the same person. What he looks like is important but not that important.
"Are there any signs of your situation today? Or is there any way to make it possible for me to suddenly be like you?" Qin Yanxi asked curiously.
Although she didn't particularly care about the change in Guan Lang's temperament, she was still very excited about this effect, which was equivalent to a beautifying effect.
For example, right now, she didn't dare to focus on Guan Lang's face. She was worried that if her eyes stayed on it for a moment, she would be reluctant to look away.
"You probably can't. If there is a real reason, maybe it's the benefits of exercise?"
"Then forget it." Qin Yanxi said unwillingly.
She could persist with normal daily exercise, but she vaguely knew that the intensity of Guan Lang's exercise in the past few days was something she, a weak woman, could endure.
And she was afraid that she would develop muscles, which would be a devastating blow to a girl. Even if her temperament and spirit were renewed, it would not be worth it.
"Oh, I still have something to tell you, I almost forgot." Qin Yanxi patted her forehead and thought of it.
"My mother, Comrade Qin Junning, asked me to solemnly invite you to come to my house for a dinner over the weekend. Well, let's have a casual dinner. She was not there when you came to my house last May Day, so I want to make up for the big dinner this time."
Qin Yanxi shrugged.
"Would it be too intrusive?" Guan Lang hesitated and then said. He was a little flattered by Qin Yanxi's mother's hospitality.
"You think too much. She wants you to come to her door every day. It's best to just bring the package and live in my house. Tsk tsk, she'll treat you better than my daughter." Qin Yanxi was a little bit disgusted.
Although she also knew the reason for her mother's enthusiasm for Comrade Qin Junning, she must have regarded Guan Lang as her son-in-law, but this did not prevent her from feeling awkward.
Facing Qin Yanxi's slightly jealous words, what else could Guan Lang say, he could only laugh.
But that's fair, okay?
Isn’t Guan Ma more affectionate to Qin Yanxi than her son?
"Then I'll go this Saturday." Guan Langsi thought about it and had no excuses to shirk it, so he finally nodded and agreed.
Guan Lang blew the air conditioner in Qin Yanxi's office again and then went home.
Qianqiu had just arrived at his house, and although he acted very independent, it was impossible to say that Guan Lang was completely at ease.
As soon as I opened the door, I didn't see it in the cat's nest in the living room, and I didn't know where it went to play.
After turning around, he saw its squatting figure on the table in front of the window of his room.
The sun is just right today, and the intoxicating sunlight shines through the ivy on the desk and casts mottled light spots on the ground. The air seems to be filled with the scent of butterfly pea tea with honey, a light fragrance,
Lightly sweet.
Qianqiu's piercing eyes were staring at the glass of the window. There was a purple-blue butterfly parked outside the window.
But when Qianqiu stretched out the cat's claws to catch it through a layer of glass, the butterfly's wings fluttered and flew away.
Guan Lang was also a little surprised that the butterfly could fly so high.
"Qianqiu." Guan Lang shouted softly.
When Qianqiu heard the figure behind him, he slowly turned to look at him, with confusion in his eyes, as if he wanted to ask what it was doing?
This time there was a response. Guan Lang felt happy.
You wouldn't get any feedback if you called it by name yesterday.
If you make progress, you should be rewarded.
Guan Lang took out the dried fish that just arrived today, which is the cat's daily snack.
Dried fish is a "special" food that needs to be controlled in quantity, because if you eat too much dried fish, cats will be picky eaters and will gradually dislike eating cat food.
Before drying the fish for Qianqiu, Guan Lang curiously tried the taste of a small dried fish.
The taste is not very good, a bit strange, and basically not salty. Guan Lang silently gave a taste evaluation.
Perhaps because he saw Guan Lang stealing food in front of him, Qianqiu meowed a few times and leaned close to him.
A pair of round, heterochromatic pupils were as wide as copper bells.
"Okay, don't rush me, I'll give it to you now." Guan Lang touched Qianqiu's head, took out a few small dried fish from the bag and placed them on the table in front of him.
Qianqiu ate very quickly and was finished within a few seconds.
Looking at Qianqiu who was staring at him again with big watery eyes, Guan Lang spread his hands and said, "No, here is your share of dried fish today."
"Meow meow!" Qianqiu didn't know whether he understood Guan Lang's meaning, but just patted his arm with his furry paws.
"No, there's no point in being coquettish. You can't eat too much dried fish." Although Qianqiu looks very cute, Guan Lang will not let him go. This is also for his sake.
Guan Lang put the dried fish in the cabinet and locked it, and suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was a bit familiar.
Just like when he was a child, Guan's mother often banned him from buying snacks because he ate too many snacks and skipped meals. Unexpectedly, after so many years, he has become the most annoying evil person ever.
Qianqiu was still circling around the locked cabinet, seemingly trying to take out the dried fish from inside.
Guan Lang also let it go, nothing would go wrong anyway.
He also has to prepare his lunch and cat food for Qianqiu.
There were no classes in the afternoon, so Guan Lang was not idle and continued painting.
He spent a lot of money these days, first he bought gifts, and then he brought back Qianqiu. Although he didn't spend any money on the cat, the utensils and cat food he bought for Qianqiu were all high-end brands, so the cost was quite high.
Even though there are still tens of thousands of dollars in savings in the bank card, we can't just sit back and have nothing.
So yesterday he received another illustration order, and the fee was not low. The opening page of an app for a two-dimensional website, with 6,500 illustrations.
In view of the fact that his current illustration level has made a breakthrough, the drawings have also been improved to a certain extent. Similar orders in the past may only cost two to three thousand yuan at most.
Of course, this kind of price increase cannot be decided unilaterally by the artist. In the end, it still depends on Party A to weigh it and determine whether your level can meet the drawing.
The two or three paintings Guan Lang painted on May 1st have been uploaded to Weibo and received rave reviews. Even a layman can clearly see his great progress, so Party A is also willing to pay extra for better works.
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Throughout the afternoon, Guan Lang sat in front of the digital screen and drew silently.
Qianqiu lay quietly next to his table, quietly watching him draw. During Guan Lang's break, he would play with him with the cat stick for a while.