Host, You're Targeted

At one o'clock in the afternoon, most of the people in the studio were sitting on the ground, and everyone was more or less stained with colorful paint and white powder.

The vertical air conditioner is sending hot air to the outside in one corner of the huge studio. The whole studio is filled with various sculptures and drawing boards. However, Shen Chaosheng, alone, is busy standing in front of a half body white sculpture.

After a long time in the warm air, the whole body was full of heat. A wisp of hair fell from his head and fell between his eyebrows. It stuck at his brow bone. As long as he moved a little, it would go through his eyelashes and poke into his eyes.

However, Shen Chaosheng still focused on the stone statue in front of him, and his hand holding the brush was still calm and powerful.

"Brother Chaosheng, someone will give you Bento."

The sound suddenly rang out at the door of the studio. For a moment, those people who were lying on the ground or leaning on the stool raised their heads. Their eyes were full of red blood and full of envy.

"Wow, that's great!"

"There are people who give lunch to brother Chaosheng! Ah - what about our little nine? "

Carrying the lunch box Gu chaoluo gave him, Nanjiu Wenyan stood there, wrapped up his military coat and hesitated for a second, as if thinking about how to carry on the words.

Shen Chaosheng stopped his brush at last when a group of hungry people were shouting. He lowered his head and let out a long breath. He lifted up the half of his arm which had been exposed from the sleeve of his sweater, wiped the hair between his eyebrows and lifted the strand of broken hair to the side.

"Bento for me?" Shen Chaosheng put down his brush, turned and walked towards Nanjiu. His eyes moved from his face to the bento box wrapped with blue flower cloth.

"Yes! That beauty said it was for you

Beauty!

A group of shouting people immediately waved and said, "what! It's a sister

"But there are still a few of them? I suggest you don't eat Chaosheng. After all, I don't know who sent it. What should you do if you can't get you? "

"No!" Carrying the lunch box, Nanjiu immediately retorted: "that beauty looks very beautiful, and she is super shy when she delivers the Bento! It's impossible to harm brother Chaosheng! Don't talk nonsense

Nanjiu's face turned red when he argued. The big guy was just joking. Unexpectedly, Nanjiu took it seriously and laughed for a while.

"Ha ha ha, Xiao Jiu! How beautiful is that beauty? Do you like people as soon as you see them? "

Nanjiu was so angry that he loosened the collar of his army coat, stamped his feet anxiously and said, "I don't have one!"

A slightly older boy who had a good relationship with Nanjiu got up from the ground with a smile in his face and patted him on the shoulder.

"No, Xiao Jiu, you have."

Nanjiu was so amused that his face changed from bright red to pig liver.

Shen Chaosheng allowed them to play and make fun of themselves. He took the lunch box and began to dismantle a square towel outside.

But How can you be so familiar with the blue flower scarves and the medium sized Bento boxes? His family seems to have the same type.

Shen Chaosheng opens the rice inside again. Oh, it's still tomato rice!

He searched his memory for a moment. Because he had been out for a short time recently, he didn't meet any girl who had a good impression on him, let alone those who knew that he liked to eat tomato and rice!

Nanjiu is still arguing with others. Shen Chaosheng reaches out and grabs the collar of the military coat and pulls him over without moving his eyes.

"Xiao Jiu, let me ask you something. Who sent this to you?"