In the next two days, Mo Shichen and Tang Kexin were preparing for the jewelry competition. Although they had already submitted their works, this competition required them to do more design manuscripts.
Alexander Mo Shichen started drawing as soon as he entered the studio and almost never stopped. He was simply a walking drawing machine.
As for Tang Kexin, because of the introductions from those famous ladies, she had to participate in some fashion interviews and had little time to ask Mo Shichen.
That day, she returned to the studio tiredly from the recording site, and was caught by her assistant Angel as soon as she entered the door.
"Sister Ke Xin, please go over and take a look. Brother Achen hasn't eaten for two days and only drank a few sips of water. I'm afraid he will starve to death." An Qier looked worried and was about to cry.
When Tang Kexin heard this, she immediately became worried. She pulled An Qier and walked to Mo Shichen's office.
At this moment, Mo Shichen was holding a paintbrush, his hair was a little messy, and he even had a beard on his chin, but he didn't raise his head and was still working hard on the design draft.
Seeing his appearance, Tang Kexin was really worried. She quickly went up and said, "Stop painting. This won't work. Eat first."
But Mo Shichen didn't even look up and said, "It doesn't matter. It's okay if I haven't eaten for the past three days. I... can still hold on. You don't have to worry about me."
"No, I don't agree with you working so hard. Stop drawing, do you hear me?" Tang Kexin was really afraid that Mo Shichen would be overworked and cause problems.
She came up and grabbed Mo Shichen's wrist, shaking her head seriously.
But Mo Shichen said extremely seriously: "Boss, I am the least famous among the designers participating in this competition. Even with Yang Nuoyi's endorsement, I am still far behind.
I want to feel proud and proud, and I want to help our studio win, so I have to work hard, and you believe in me...you must believe in me."
"I believe in you, but I don't want your victory to come at the expense of your health." Tang Kexin shook his head.
Mo Shichen smiled naively, "It's okay. I'm a man. I can survive without eating. You don't have to worry about me, really."
"Is it true that I can't persuade you no matter what I say?" Tang Kexin looked at Mo Shichen, feeling really melancholy.
Mo Shichen smiled, shook his head and said, "No, after I finish drawing these, I promise... I will eat."
Tang Kexin looked at him with a look of disbelief.
But she also knew that she couldn't convince Mo Shichen.
She can't help it, but Nie Sanrou can?
After Tang Kexin had this idea, she immediately called Nie Sangrou and told her about Mo Shichen's situation.
Nie Sangrou rolled her eyes and said helplessly: "This big brother is really desperate. I wonder if he will die suddenly if he works continuously without eating? He is really stupid."
"That is to say...so is there any way you can force him to eat?" Tang Kexin asked.
Nie Sanrou glanced at the time, stood up immediately, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have a solution."
"That's good...who is our Sangrou?" Tang Kexin quickly said something nice.
Nie Sanrou said deliberately: "I am not doing it because of you. I am afraid that something will happen to my shield and my parents will continue to force me to go on a blind date. Don't be too moved."
"Anyway, I remembered that I want to treat you to a big dinner, don't you agree?" Tang Kexin said with a smile.
Nie Sanrou nodded and smiled, "This is necessary. If you are so polite, I will come now and wait."
Nie Sangrou went to the studio after buying some porridge. (To be continued)