Chapter 70

For the next [-] hours, Ye Chuxiao forgot to sleep and eat, until he sent the final design drawing to Monica's mailbox, and the moment he saw the words "sent successfully", he collapsed on the chair and let out a deep breath.

She didn't eat lunch, and took two hours of sleep. She went to class and saw Monica come in. She habitually moved the chair to go out, but an indifferent voice came from the podium: "You can sit in it today."

Ye Chuxiao was startled, and sent a smile from afar.

Monica remained expressionless, and projected the design drawings submitted by the students on the wall, and began to comment.

With regard to her background of studying abroad and experience of traveling around the world, everyone here obviously caters to her, and they all follow an all-exotic route.

It's okay at first glance, but after watching too much, I start to get tired of aesthetics.

"You feel the same and nothing new, don't you?" Monica pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose: "Now let's look at the design of the last person."

When the screen changes, it immediately catches the eye: the simple and elegant Chinese style, seemingly simple, but delicate.

The main wall of the restaurant is decorated with a large area of ​​sandalwood carvings, which has a unique flavor.

The luxury suite is not separated by a wall, but chooses a Chinese-style overall screen to separate the bedroom and the reception area, and on the side facing the sofa, there is an LCD TV inlaid, which is novel and practical.

There is also a room specially for ladies, with hand-painted pink hibiscus as the bedside wall, elegant and beautiful...

Monica commented on each detail one by one, and her eyes fell on someone in the last row: "Ye Chuxiao, you are doing well."

At that moment, Ye Chuxiao's eye sockets turned red and he was speechless.

Monica smiled, and took the lead in applauding. The applause was sparse at first, and then gradually became more enthusiastic. Tang Qianqian clapped her hands reluctantly, but lowered her head, wishing she could find a crack in the ground.

After the farewell banquet in the evening, there was a program arranged by the training party - a night tour of the Pearl River.

The boat was driving slowly on the water, Ye Chuxiao avoided the hustle and bustle, and came to the bow alone to enjoy the wind.

Tomorrow I will go back to the ancient city again. This temporary escape is finally over, and I have to face those troubles again.

"Why are you sighing?" Monica's voice suddenly came from behind, Ye Chuxiao quickly turned around and called "Teacher" respectfully.

"Just call me Monica, if you don't think I'm old." She made a rare joke and sat down next to her: "What's the matter, encountered a problem?"

Ye Chuxiao smiled wryly and shook her head: "It's okay, it will be resolved."

"It seems to be a relationship problem." Monica smiled knowingly, and then sighed: "That's great, at least at your age, you still dare to love."

Ye Chuxiao looked at her and felt that she must also be a person with a story.

"When you were your age, I once loved someone with all my heart and soul, but in the end, he slept with my friend and helped her step me to the bottom of my career." Monica turned Turning around, she shrugged her shoulders: "so, you know, how much I hate you when I hear about your experience."

Ye Chuxiao didn't get angry when she said that she hated herself so bluntly. Instead, she felt that Monica at the moment was so frank and cute.

"Everyone has been injured, Monica." Ye Chuxiao said softly, "But we still have to work hard to get out, otherwise we will be trapped to death."

"Well, let's encourage each other." Monica patted her on the shoulder: "You are a very resilient girl, I admire you, I believe in your future, there is a lot to do."

Ye Chuxiao said "thank you" gratefully again, and stood shoulder to shoulder with her, quietly watching the bright lights on both sides of the river...

(End of this chapter)

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