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Chapter 91 Exclusive Interviews with Eleven Artists
Q: Your first impression of Zuzu?

A: Difficult to get along with. The first time we met was on the way to school. Z and I were on the curb, and she was under the curb, holding a book and ignoring us.

(Author: I am social terror!)
Q: Among the gifts that Zuzu gave you, is there any one that impressed you?
A: The scarf is very practical and beautiful. Most of the other things are impractical or even inexplicable, but I can fully appreciate this intention.

(Author: Whose gift is inexplicable? I don’t know who bought me a 17 free shipping green bath ball on my 9.9th birthday, and said that it can send me away if it is well-raised?)
Q: How do you feel about being called a great artist?
A: The name is completely messed up by me. I prefer the original fucking artist.

Q: How does it feel to see writing your own chapter in this book?
A: Basically, it is quite appropriate, but why do you describe me as shy and naive?I'm such a smart person?

(Author: People are precious...)
Q: What do you want to say when you see that Zuzu took the exam for a second university?
A: Although it is the second book, the things I have done are very good. I have done a lot of things that I have never thought about, such as writing books and self-media. I think it will be great in the future.

(Author: I thank you.)
Q: How do you feel when your eyes are uncomfortable in the art test?
A: When the eyes are uncomfortable, it hurts. Hurt understand? (Everyone should standardize the use of eyes and protect eyesight.)
Q: Do you think it is easy to balance the cultural courses and professional courses after the third year of high school?

A: No, although the final result may not be too bad, but before the college entrance examination, there was always a feeling of impending disaster. It is very lucky to be able to pass the exam so well.

Q: Any plans for the future?

A: After graduating smoothly, you can live a life without worrying about food and clothing. It would be best if you can be happy every day.

Q: If you make a lot of money, will you hire Zuzu to eat?
A: This question is simply speechless. Waiting for me to make a lot of money to treat you to dinner, isn't it just a matter of one sentence?

(Author: share the meeting with the great artist before school starts.)
The great artist's [-]th birthday in early September, now that he is an adult, it needs to be a little bit ceremonial.

I spent a lot of money to go to the pottery shop to make a cup for him, light blue, with "Artist" printed on the bottom of the cup.

Due to the epidemic, the opening of the Great Artist School was postponed until after the National Day. Recently, they have taken online classes at home.

The major of product design seems to be very brain-consuming, and it seems that it is not suitable for social fear people like great artists. Great artists complain to me every day and forget about life.

I picked an evening when the artist didn't have a lot of homework, and we went out for a meal together.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" The great artist asked suddenly.

"You didn't assign homework today in the online class?" I took a sip of chicken soup.

"It's arranged, I don't want to write, I'll come out today to relax." The great artist looked indifferent.

"If you invite me to dinner, I'll treat you to a movie." I took out my phone to see if there was any good movie.

"No, please." The great artist picked up the lion's head on my plate, "Recently, online classes have cured my social anxiety. I have to go to the front desk to buy tickets by myself."

"Oh? It's ok, I can communicate with people, not bad." I almost set off fireworks for him to celebrate.

After dinner, we walked slowly to the cinema. I wanted to drink milk tea, but the great artist refused.

"It's really unhealthy to drink things like milk tea." The great artist's mother is a doctor, so the great artist is also more particular about his diet.

"Okay, okay, then you can buy it as you see it, as long as I'm the same as you." I compromised.

The great artist took me to the convenience store, looked at the drinks in the freezer, and took out a bottle from time to time to look at the ingredient list.

Why didn't I realize that he was such a fastidious person before?
It's already eleven o'clock in the evening after watching the movie. Fortunately, I'm in the same neighborhood.

He walks me to the door of the house.

"Remember to use the cup I gave you. I customized it for you. No one else wants it."

"Your cup is too small, it's not enough for me to drink in one sip." The great artist pretended to be speechless, "Send a message when you get home."

It's a very comfortable relationship. You don't need to wash your hair when you go out, and you don't even need to bring a wallet.

The next time we meet should be in the New Year, so come on, University!
(End of this chapter)