High-quality man

  The next moment I turned my back, and my face was red to the roots of my ears. Gao Cheng actually had a towel wrapped around his lower body, and he walked out with only his upper body exposed! The footsteps approached, and the distance seemed to be just one step behind: "Deaf? I called you and you couldn't hear?"

  I forced a reply: "I usually paint with my heart and soul." Heaven knows how insincere I sounded, as my mind was completely preoccupied with the moment he walked out of the bathroom.

  He seemed to be coldly humming with a sarcastic tone and belittling: "It's not like it's painted well anyway."

  At this time, I didn't have the heart to mind his sarcasm about my painting, and quietly reminded him: "Aren't you... cold?" Now it's almost December in November, and I'm wearing a coat indoors just right, how could he feel "cool" and not think it's inappropriate?

  Finally seemed to have gained insight, the footsteps began to move to the other side, I secretly let out a breath of relief, but before I could catch my breath, I heard a cool voice floating over: "If this is your goal, I will gladly accept it, after all... as an otaku girl like you, there aren't many high-quality men that you can come into contact with."

  He was stunned for a few seconds before reacting, gritting his teeth and growling in a low voice: "Gao Cheng!"

  Bang! The door closed.

  Gallery.

  The little kid kept sneaking glances at me, but was intimidated by my dark expression and didn't dare come over. It's not that I wanted to bring emotions to work, it's just that I couldn't calm down. This morning, the storm hadn't subsided yet, and I was still fuming as I quickly rolled up my painting and left in a hurry. But before I even stepped into the gallery, Gao Cheng followed right behind me, wearing light-colored casual clothes, looking calm and refreshed.

  He glanced at me lightly as soon as he entered, then walked past me to his usual seat. It wasn't until he sat down that I noticed he was holding two breakfast items he had bought from the street vendor.

  He wouldn't have bought the extra portion for me, that's not something he would do. After slowly finishing his breakfast, he moved his laptop over and started typing away, the sound wasn't loud but it was enough to disturb me and make it hard for me to focus.

  It was just a little short of finishing, but often the soul of a painting is also in this place. The annoying mood made me sit in front of the easel for two hours without moving my pen. Until Xiaotong came in and saw us sitting in two corners, looking peaceful but actually feeling depressed. She called out to me and put down her bag to get ready to work, but then I heard a gentle inquiry from that side: "Have you had breakfast?"

  Yu Guang looked at the breakfast in front of Gao Cheng and honestly replied: "I've already eaten on the way here, thank you Brother Gao."

  "Oh, then just throw it away in the trash can by the door, anyway it's cold."

  Speechless... He knew the breakfast that had been left out for over two hours was already cold, yet he still tried to sell it to Xiaotong to eat. Fortunately, Xiaotong is a honest and sensible kid who knows how to refuse, otherwise I would be worried that eating it would give me diarrhea.

  After a prolonged period of low pressure, I finally managed to finish that promotional illustration before noon. The result was barely satisfactory, and I always felt it was lacking, but when I showed it to Jiang Yan from Starlight Studio, she was overjoyed and immediately called the director and screenwriter over. The screenwriter's expression was the most exaggerated - he had been frowning as he entered, but his eyes lit up as soon as they landed on the painting on the table, and he kept exclaiming "Perfect!" Jiang Yan smiled with joy when she heard this, came over to hold my hand and said: "I knew I found the right person in you, I just knew you could draw out that feeling I wanted."

  I looked at my own painting with some doubt and asked uncertainly, "The atmosphere of the painting doesn't emphasize the love between the male and female leads too much, is that okay?"

  "Great! This is exactly the feeling I wanted, decadent, crazy and desperate. The facial expression is so vivid that it perfectly expresses the artistic sense I wanted to convey in this script. President, let's do post-production immediately, I'm really looking forward to its magnificent visual effect after becoming a poster, it will definitely catch everyone's eye."