Miss Wen, Make Your Heart Beat

  Chapter 190 Wen Ruilanxi is my stage name

  Wen Rui slept soundly last night, and was so energetic the next day that she asked Xiao Tang to drive her to the gallery.

  She entered her studio, and Ye Zhiqiu was already sorting out the materials.

   "Good morning, boss." Ye Zhiqiu's voice was soft, with a touch of Wu Nong's soft words.

  Wen Rui hummed, and asked her with a smile: "Are you still used to doing things?"

  Before she had lunch yesterday, she told her what she was going to do.

   "Well, I'm quite used to it. Don't worry, boss, I will not disappoint your expectations."

  Ye Zhiqiu's big round eyes lit up, looking a little more energetic than when we first met, Wen Rui couldn't help being happy for her, it seems that she really likes this job.

  She explained a few words briefly, and planned to go to the studio for a stroll. When she walked to the door of Ye Gaojie's studio, she saw a few people gathered together through the transparent window, not knowing what they were doing.

  The sound of a woman's "da da" high-heeled shoes resounded in the room. Everyone looked up, and they were collectively stunned for a while. Their boss's birth is too beautiful! So energetic!

Wen Rui is dressed very formally today, her black hair is pulled back, she is wearing a beige Chanel suit skirt, and her long and slender legs are covered with bare legs, which makes her look smoother. A pair of diamond-encrusted **** heels.

  She waved her hand, and the corners of her beautiful lips rose slightly: "What are you doing in a daze?"

   Everyone reacted, coughed unnaturally, and greeted in unison.

   "I saw you gathered together outside, are you discussing something?"

Wen Le scratched his head, his fair face turned red, and said embarrassedly: "Boss, I accidentally spilled paint on Gao Jie's painting, and Mr. Lin added a few more strokes. I didn't expect this The painting looks even better than before, and we are all amazed by it!"

   "Indeed, Mr. Lin has added a few strokes, which are exactly what I want to paint and really can't express." Ye Gao said loudly, and he had to admire Lin An's wonderful hands.

  Lin An is the oldest among several people, and now he has shown his profound painting background, so they respectfully call him Mr. Lin.

Several people made way for Wen Rui. She stepped forward and took a look. Ye Gaojie was good at ink painting. He drew a picture of a lotus in water. The composition was originally a combination of fresh pink and light blue, but now there is another kind of ink black. It was abrupt at first, but Lin An added a few strokes and modified it slightly, adding a bit of aura to the root of the lotus flower.

  Wen Rui thought to herself that Lin An should have the best painting skills among these people, she smiled lightly and praised: "It is indeed more aura."

   "No, no, it's all these people who are blindly pursuing you." Lin An was modest, waved his hands casually, and the ears of everyone's compliments turned red.

  Wen Rui's bright eyes flickered slightly, and she reached out to pick up the Langhao brush, dipped some white paint, and added a few strokes to the stamens and lace.

  When I looked at it again, the lotus flower was delicate and charming, pink and white, as if swaying in the wind, and the beauty was more agile, as if there was a fairy air blowing.

   For a moment, everyone in the studio was full of exclamations. Wen Rui's finishing touch can be said to make the whole painting move, making it more vivid.

   "Old...boss, can you draw?" Wen Le was surprised, with a shocked expression on his face.

   "When did I say I couldn't do it anymore?" Wen Rui raised her eyebrows slightly, and curled her lips.

ah! !

  Bunle shouted in her heart: What kind of fairy lady is this? As expected of his goddess, she can even draw so well.

  The others were also bewildered, and seemed shocked.

  At this time, someone said weakly: "Don't you think the boss's method is a bit familiar?"

  After what he said, everyone fell into silence, as if they were a little familiar.

  Lin An frowned tightly, lowered his eyes and didn't know what to think about. After a while, he raised his head, his face was suppressed with excitement, and he stumbled and opened his mouth: "Lan... Lanxi?"

   Lanxi?

  Master Deyuan's mysterious little disciple who has never met, a talented girl in the world of traditional Chinese painting, the reason why she is a girl is because Wei Chengyun has repeatedly said in public that he has a junior sister.

  Everyone knows that Lanxi has won the Golden Color Award for Traditional Chinese Painting for three consecutive years, and each of her works will have a magical touch at the end, which is her usual technique.

   Several people's eyes lit up, and they looked straight at Wen Rui. A person can copy other people's works, but he can't copy other people's techniques and habits, unless they are one person, although it is so incredible.

   "Why are you looking at me like that?" Wen Rui couldn't help laughing, the eyes of these people are really sharp.

   "Old... Boss..." Although Wen Le loves to have fun, he is not an idiot who doesn't know anything. Lanxi, that is an existence that he can't look up to.

  He paused, and tentatively asked: "Boss, you and Lan... Lanxi...?"

   "Didn't you guess it?" Wen Rui said slowly: "Lanxi is my stage name."

   "Hiss", hearing her say it herself, everyone opened their mouths wide and exclaimed one after another. Their boss turned out to be Master Deyuan's mysterious disciple, genius girl Lanxi?

  Gosh, what kind of **** luck did they have? To be able to work under Lan Xi's hands? Maybe I can still be grateful for a few words of guidance from her, so wouldn't my realm rise in a straight line?

  Their wishes will be realized soon, not just a few words of guidance, Wen Rui is very patient, almost teaching one-on-one.

  She first learned about the style and tone they were good at, and then gave specific guidance and analysis on each person's problem. Soon, the few people who were stuck in the bottleneck period suddenly realized and had more inspiration in their minds.

   During the next morning, several people took turns pestering Wen Rui, their eyes were bubbling, and they almost didn't see her as a living Bodhisattva.

   They ordered takeaway at noon and had a quick bite. They were afraid that Wen Rui would be tired, so they kindly asked her to go to the lounge to rest for a while.

   Several people were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. They worked hard in the studio one by one, eager to draw a good work immediately.

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  Xie Yanqing, who had eaten in the company, lazily leaned on the boss chair, and tapped lightly on the table with her index finger.

Thinking that Wen Rui didn't have time to chat with him in the morning, she hurried out after eating something, and didn't send him a WeChat message all morning, as if she didn't have a boyfriend like him, he knew the girl was very busy, but He was still not feeling well.

  After thinking about it, Xie Yanqing still made a call.

   "Second brother, why are you calling at this time?" Wen Rui crossed her legs, leaned on the sofa with half-closed eyes and closed her eyes to rest.

   "I don't call, lest you forget my boyfriend?"

  The man's voice was as gentle and clear as ever, and pleasant to hear, but the ending of the Beijing accent obviously had a hint of resentment.

Wen Rui couldn't stop laughing, when did this man become so clingy, but she was very happy to make him happy, deliberately suppressing her throat, very sweet and soft: "What are you talking about, second brother, I forget and no one will forget You, you are the most important thing in my heart, no one can compare to you."

the most important! No one can compare!

  The little girl's few short words made Xie Yanqing feel better after being depressed all morning. The corners of his lips curved slightly, and he laughed softly.

  The next two were bored for another half an hour before Xie Yanqing hung up the phone reluctantly. Although he could see the girl when he went back at night, he always felt uncomfortable this afternoon.

   It’s a little late today, let’s kneel down to the little fairies first~

   Thanks to the fairies who gave away red beans and tickets today, I love you, okay~

  (end of this chapter)