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It¡¯s autumn again, the cool breeze blows down a few leaves.
Some of the leaves abandoned by the big tree fell on the bridge, and some fell under the bridge. One of them rolled up in the air unwillingly, and finally fell on the easel that had been placed under the tree all afternoon. The drawing paper slowly moves down.
On the drawing paper is a large expanse of sunset, a thick banyan tree, and a beautifully decorated short bridge.
The fallen leaves just cover the light source on the painting.
The girl in front of the easel picked up the leaves and looked up at the treetops. Her eyes were filled with green, yellow and blue sky.
¡¾From the falling of a leaf, you know the arrival of autumn. It is a metaphor that through individual subtle signs, the development trend and results of the entire situation can be seen. ¡¿
Autumn seems to be more likely to make people miss.
Ami took out a thick notebook from the school bag next to her, and as usual, sandwiched the leaf that was interfering with her painting among the paper leaves.
She often comes here alone on weekends, carrying painting supplies, to sit and paint some street scenes.
??Changshao Street is still called Changshao Street. Even though it has lost its spoon appearance, the low houses on both sides have been replaced by shops with retro decoration.
Ami packed up his painting tools, slung them over his shoulders and walked toward the middle of the street.
¡°Beautiful painter, do you want to play mahjong?¡± A fashionable man in the pavilion greeted Ami.
Ami smiled and shook his head, pointed to the photo studio at the end of the street and said, "Boss He just finished his meal. Ask him."
At this time, someone on the long street screamed: "I, damn, when can you open a door and save me from the depravity of sharing a table?"
"Which one are you?" someone asked loudly amid the laughter.
"1009 gear."
"Then come."
Ami followed and laughed. There are not many businesses on the street now. They are all selling snacks. They are now recruiting businesses one after another. The advertising boom has not yet reached its peak, and the flow of people is very sparse. Only office workers from the surrounding area come to visit occasionally.
In these days of leisure and no income, the merchants can only have fun in the misery, and play around from time to time, but they also have some fun.
When the street lights turn on, the lamp beads on the shop signs also slowly light up, including the domineering words of Jianghu Fried Chicken Restaurant. Every time Ami saw these words, it was difficult to understand Xiao Zhu and Wen Wen's thoughts.
But it¡¯s really good that the store can ensure that people come into the store every day under the condition that the bosses of the whole street gather together to play mahjong.
When Ami entered the store, the new employee at the bar was called manager in a dignified manner.
"Don't call it that." Ami smiled sheepishly and brushed her hair, put the painting supplies in the cabinet in the corner, and took a look at the situation in the store.
"Compared to other shops, Jianghu Fried Chicken's business conditions are not very good.
"Okay, Manager Cheng, store manager Wen asked me to give you the new work clothes that arrived today."
Ami said oh, took the gray-white cloth from the clerk's hand, and arched his eyebrows: "Thank you. By the way, what's your name?"
The new employee was a nineteen-year-old boy. He was dressed like a waiter in a TV series. He also wore glasses. At this time, he looked up and saw the young manager smiling at him. He suddenly stuttered: "Luo Quan. , just call me Xiaoquan."
There are not many employees in the store. There are two chefs and an aunt who helps with chores. It is relatively easy to deal with more than ten or thirty tables of customers every day. Ami usually comes to help in the evening.
The store has only been open for a month, which is equivalent to a trial opening, and the work clothes have just arrived.
Ami went to the back and put on her work clothes.
Looking at the person wearing a retro gown in the mirror, Ami was too embarrassed to move, but she agreed to Wen Wen that she would wear work clothes for the live broadcast today.
Driven by the Internet celebrity economy, many stores now rely on live broadcasts to attract traffic. Ami and Xiaozhu have already started live broadcasts two years ago under gentle suggestions. Although they are not very popular now, Class, but you can also earn a lot of income every month.
Ami started live broadcasting on an online platform two years ago. It is easy to draw during the live broadcast. She started by drawing little people and horizontal and vertical lines. She would continue to broadcast for two hours every day. The live broadcast has not only become her biggest source of income. , also allowed her to go further and further on the road of painting, and she is now a freshman at the Academy of Fine Arts.
"Ami!"
As soon as Ami walked out wearing some awkward clothes, a customer noticed her.
&To regret the marriage is undoubtedly to put a heavy weight on the parents.
"Repenting of the marriage directly would also cause immeasurable losses to Lu Beinan. Together, the two decided to use a delaying strategy.
Lu Beinan had insisted on getting married, but in the end he just smiled lightly: "I respect your decision, but before I find the right woman, maybe we can still consider cooperation."
In contrast, Lu Beinan is the one who can truly treat marriage as a business and planning.
And Ye Zhiqiu
She has probably become a woman who is ready to put marriage on the impossible list. It's not because I don't need it anymore, but because my heart is already too full and I can no longer make room for others.
Ye Zhiqiu still looked at the person on the other end of the phone with a gentle face, watching the hand holding the pen move back and forth on the white drawing paper.
What Ami drew today is relatively simple.
When she first started drawing, she always drew little cartoon shapes. She always drew scenes and conversations between a little girl with curly hair and a little girl with long straight hair playing together. She was the first to be noticed. It¡¯s also because the little daily routines painted are cute and touching.
The little girl with curly hair is called Ye Zi, and the little girl with straight hair is called Xiaozhou.
Although Ami doesn¡¯t talk to fans, when she draws little cartoon characters, she will slowly talk about what happened and the conversations between the little cartoon characters as if telling a story.
"Xiao Zhou likes leaves very much."
"Today Xiaozhou and Zizi said, Zizizi, our names are very similar."
"The leaves are not convinced." Ami said this, but the curly-haired girl painted in the painting had a very gentle look, squinting and smiling, pulling the boat and running to the bottom of the tree, pointing to the big leaves on the tree and saying: "Silly Not stupid."
She said: "Not all leaves are boat-shaped."
The leaves on the tree are pentagonal.
Xiao Zhou was a little sad, blinking tears and said to Ye Zi aggrievedly: "You are being reasonable, you don't understand my feelings at all."
Ye Zi hesitated for a moment, but she quickly hugged the boat happily and said, "It doesn't matter, no matter what the boat looks like, I will make a leaf like the boat."
Even though the simple strokes I drew today were very casual, the Ye Zhou fans in the comment area were still excited and shouted:
¡¾Today it¡¯s Yezi holding the boat again! . ¡¿
¡¾The love rival is happy every day under the tip of Ami's pen. ¡¿
¡¾Ah ah ah ah, I love my hands so much. ¡¿
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Ye Zhiqiu didn't want to read any of these comments. She turned her head and looked at the time, then picked up the medicine box she had kept nearby and got up to go upstairs to her father's room.
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