It wasn't until two o'clock in the morning that she finished all the paintings.
I took a quick shower, climbed into bed, and slept until 7:30 in the morning.
After washing, I put on a knee-length light-colored modified Cheongsam. I tied my hair up and was about to put on my coat when I heard a knock on the door.
She originally thought it would be Du Jingzhou, who had not been seen all day, but unexpectedly, when she opened the door, it was Pei Yulou!
Su Qiao regretted opening the door.
"Manman!"
Before Su Qiao closed the door, Pei Yulou walked into the living room very smartly.
"What's wrong with you so early?"
Su Qiao's face is a little dark.
Without closing the door, she walked back to the study and continued to pack her manuscripts and paintings.
"Manman, can you listen to me and say a few words, I..."
"Sorry, I'm busy."
She still had to submit her manuscript, so she didn't have time to write ink with this man.
Pei Yulou shamelessly followed in. When he saw the paintings on the rectangular table, he was stunned.
"Manman, this... is this what you drew?"
"If it's not me, could it be you?"
Su Qiao quickly folded the manuscript and stuffed it into two large envelopes. Then he pushed him away and began to roll the painting. After rolling it, he stuffed it into the painting tube.
"You... when did you learn to draw?"
Pei Yulou suspected that he had never understood Manman before.
"I used to learn it in school, but later I stopped going to school to make a living, so I stopped painting."
Su Man originally went to a famous art school in Shanghai, but he studied drama instead of painting.
But who can be sure that she will not choose other majors?
Therefore, Su Qiao spoke with confidence and without any guilt.
Pei Yulou looked at her in disbelief. "Oh my god, Manman, you are so good at painting, even better than me."
Su Qiao said "cut" and didn't bother to pay attention to his exclamation.
"I'm going out, please get out of my house."
He picked up an oatmeal-colored coat from the wooden hanger in the corner of the living room and put it on. Su Qiao was holding a large black briefcase and holding two painting tubes in his arms, and drove away people with a cold face.
"Manman, what are you going to do?"
Pei Yulou didn't mind and walked outside the door to wait.
Su Qiao locked the door directly, turned around and left. "I'll take it to the art exhibition."
Pei Yulou As soon as he heard this, his eyes lit up and he quickly followed:
"Manman, I just sent my painting over yesterday. I know the art exhibition center well, I will take you there."
Su Qiao thought for a while and stopped, "I'm a little pressed for time. I have something to do later, so I have to go now."
She also made an appointment with her former colleagues to go to the venue today and teach them how to dance.
Pei Yulou was overjoyed to see her agree.
In the past few days, he had received too many rejections.
"Then let's leave now."
[Host, does he still not know about the newspaper announcement about him and Shen Biwei? Why are you so calm?]
"Probably."
Pei Yulou is usually like this, sometimes I don't go out for several days.
Apart from painting, I didn't care about anything. The newspapers I ordered would sometimes pile up in the mailbox at the door of my apartment for several days.
In the past, Su Man helped him pick it up every day, but now there is probably no one to help him pick it up on time.
Su Qiao raised his lips slightly, and a slightly evil smile flashed in his eyes.
When he went out today, he figured someone would tell him.
With the help of Pei Yulou, Su Qiao really went through the procedures smoothly, and the two paintings participated in the art exhibition.
After the matter was done, Su Qiao thanked him and left, completely ignoring Pei Yulou's efforts to stay.
After submitting the manuscript, she went to a place appointed by several friends to watch the scene.
It is said that the place used to be a large theater, but it was later moved out and became vacant, but the rent was not cheap.