I'm really not a scumbag

“Scumbag, get out!”

“Bah!”

“You quit the group!”

Chen Jun heard a familiar voice.

Although two of them had a bad tone, they were pleasant to listen to.

“It’s still Ling’er Tian.”

Chen Jun listened to Chen Ling’s voice reply several times, and his heart moved, and he used mobile phone software to record the voice separately.

And then

Set as an incoming call ringtone.

If Xia Qingyu and Guo Xiaoyu heard it, I was afraid that they would kick him to death!

There are only two classes in the afternoon.

After the class, Chen Jun threw the textbook to his three roommates to take back, and Wu Zi left the school.

The DIY tools purchased online last time have arrived one after another, all piled up in the delivery point.

Chen Jun plans to rent a house, preferably within today.

As for the rental point, the goal has been optimistic on the Internet in the past two days, all of them are closer to the school, and they can reach the school in ten or twenty minutes on foot.

Two hours later.

Chen Jun found a satisfactory rent.

A complete set, three bedrooms and one living room, the rent is not cheap, fast close to 10,000.

The house is located within the complex and there is a metro and bus station nearby, which is easy to get around.

“If Mr. Chen intends to lease it, we can sign a contract now, including the property fee and the Internet fee.”

The landlord is a big aunt with a nice attitude and the house is clean.

For tenants like Chen Jun, the aunt is quite welcome, and as soon as she comes, she said that she planned to rent a complete set, and it seems that there is no shortage of money.

Ordinary people have to share a house with others, and it is troublesome for thieves to toss.

“Okay, that’s it.”

Chen Jun nodded and calculated the distance between this place and the school, it would take twelve or three minutes by bus, which was not far.

When you earn enough money later, it is more convenient to buy a car directly.

“Okay, Mr. Chen is cheerful.”

The landlord’s aunt smiled into a chrysanthemum.

Sign up, transfer money, hand over keys.

Each side closes the contract.

The landlord’s aunt said: “By the way, there is also a garage space in the basement, if Mr. Chen needs it, you can talk to me, it is free.” ”

It was not casual to say, she saw that Chen Jun was generous, could afford to pay nearly 10,000 yuan in rent, and had to pay three to one, would rich people lack cars.

There is certainly no shortage of them!

“Well, I need to talk about it.”

Chen Jun saw off the landlord’s aunt, and then went directly back to school.

It was already past seven o’clock in the evening when I returned to the dormitory.

The three roommates were busy with their own work, some chatting with the sister and some playing games.

“Brother Chen, Yueyue said that she wants to associate with our dormitory, do you want to go?”

Hou Ping suddenly said.

Cheng Yueyue, the girl who took the initiative to hand Chen Luo a note last time.

“Dormitory fraternity?”

Chen Jun was not interested, and was about to take toiletries and enter the bathroom.

“Is there a beautiful woman in Cheng Yueyue’s dormitory?”

If there is a beautiful woman, he is interested!

“Yueyue is not a beauty?” Hou Ping asked rhetorically.

“You ask me, I don’t think so.”

Chen Jun laughed at himself: “I have always been more picky. ”

“Alas.”

Hou Ping let out a long sigh and said, “Also, can Brother Chen want less beautiful women?” Only I wait for single dogs, as long as they are mothers, which can pick and choose, there is no comparison. ”

Chen Jun was amused by him and said with a smile: “Did you see Cheng Yueyue?” ”

“Brother Chen, aren’t you talking nonsense, don’t say it’s me, if Yueyue confesses to those two beasts, the two beasts can’t stand it, the figure is so good, hey.”

Hou Ping raised his chin and gestured to Zhou Hanliang and Luo Hong.

“Don’t get involved with me, I only have Xu Li in my heart.”

Zhou Hanliang’s voice changed: “Of course, if I can communicate physically, I am still willing.” ”

“Scumbag!” Luo Hong commented.

“Near Zhu is red, near ink is black, understand? Blame Brother Jun, really don’t blame me. Zhou Hanliang said with a smile.

“Get out!”

Chen Jun entered the bathroom.

When he came out of the bath, Hou Ping asked about the friendship again.

“There you go.”

Chen Jun thought about it, Cheng Yueyue proposed the friendship, it must be coming at him, if he didn’t go, the friendship would not be able to proceed.

“You guys figure it out on your own, this matter has nothing to do with me.” He added.

“Hey, hey, okay.”

Hou Ping smiled brightly, and seemed to have a plan in his heart.

The other two roommates were moved in their hearts, Cheng Yueyue’s charm, what if people were accidentally blind?

Maybe you can have a spring dinner and taste it.

Hou Ping didn’t know what rhetoric he used, and seemed to have negotiated with Cheng Yueyue.

Cheng Yueyue took the initiative to send a message to Chen Jun.

“See you tomorrow night, I’ll dress up a little more to meet the prince~”

Follow a shy expression.

Chen Jun returned a grinning expression.

After that, the two chatted smoothly, basically Cheng Yueyue looking for a topic.

Chen Jun didn’t have a chat, thinking that he had something to do tonight, casually perfunctory the topic of Cheng Yueyue, and added: “I went to take a bath.” ”

After that, Cheng Yueyue did not reply again.

As for whether he took two showers tonight, it doesn’t matter.

“Painting task stage three, copying a master’s ink painting.”

Chen Jun opened the computer and searched for Qi Baishi, and many Qi Baishi’s works popped up on the page.

“I often see people commenting that Qi Baishi’s ink shrimp is vivid, and the overall amount of pen required is not large, so it is better to simply draw shrimp.”

So he clicked on a ink shrimp painting and enlarged the picture.

Flatten the drawing paper, grind the ink, lift the brush, dip the ink, drop the pen.

Chen Jun had no distractions and first outlined the first ink shrimp.

Intermediate painting techniques, and mastery of external brush characters, so that Chen Jun will not be particularly ugly after he puts pen.

Ink painting is quite different from calligraphy, and Chen Jun clumsily controls the brush and perfects it little by little.

The first ink shrimp is done, just….

Looking relatively dull, there is no feeling that Master Qi Baishi jumped on the paper.

Chen Jun’s brows frowned slightly, and he drew another ink shrimp, just like before, there was still no trace of charm.

“Let’s finish drawing first.”

He forced himself to draw down.

The last ink shrimp ended, but the task did not jump out of the sound it should have.

“Could it be that you think that the shrimp diagram I copied does not meet the conditions?”

“Yes, since you are required to copy the works of the masters, the conditions must be harsh, at least there must be a trace of verve!”

Chen Jun thought thoughtfully and threw the drawn shrimp picture aside.

Picking up the pen again, but Chen Jun did not put the pen down, but began to stare at the shrimp diagram on the computer screen, observing the shape of each ink shrimp.

[Thanks to “1507…” Tip! 】