Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

Chapter 10 How Much is Tuition?brother to you.

'Crack' Liang Chengcheng took a small bite of the scallion pancake.

The little guy held his sister's hand, and glanced back from time to time.

Why did the tall man in a white shirt and trousers keep following them?

His little heart was so nervous that he didn't let it go even at the gate of Yunhua Kindergarten.

At the gate of Yunhua Kindergarten, many parents came to see off their children. The little ones were full of vigor and rushed towards the school like little bees.

"Sister, I'm going to school. You are alone... Be careful." Liang Chengcheng grabbed Jiang Niannian's clothes and cautiously looked at Huo Qi who was standing behind him.

Jiang Niannian pinched his face: "Understood, go in, it's time for class."

Liang Chengcheng walked back to the kindergarten step by step, Huo Qi hummed and said in a low voice, "You brat, you don't even remember me."

There is sunshine in the midsummer wind, the clouds above the head are inlaid with a layer of golden light, and the warm sun gradually climbs to the dome.

Jiang Niannian walked from Dongxing Road to Beiyue Bridge, and walked another five kilometers along Changfu East Road.

This way, she walked in a hurry, and every time she turned a corner, she could see a leisurely figure following behind her.

In the end, she couldn't take it anymore.

The girl stopped and turned around suddenly.

"How long will you be with me?"

As if he didn't see her, the man clasped his ears with his little finger, and then rubbed shoulders with her.

Jiang Niannian rolled her eyes.

After a while, the girl looked up at the signboard of 'Whale Culture Co., Ltd.'.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, tidied up her appearance, and then went inside.

"Hi, I'm here to interview a freelance illustrator."

The lady at the front desk looked up indifferently, asked her name, confirmed the phone number, and told her: "The interview room on the fifth floor."

"Okay, thank you."

When Jiang Niannian was in country R, ​​she also worked as a freelance illustrator, but at that time, she had her father's rock-like background, and many companies approached her to cooperate, which somehow mixed with the intention of currying favor with her father.

Now, when she returns to China, in order to improve the lives of her mother and younger brother, she has no choice but to become an illustrator again.

However, things don't seem to be going so smoothly.

Supervisor Yin, who was interviewing, liked to squint at people, so he looked Jiang Niannian from top to bottom.

Then sneer.

"Among the freelance illustrators who came for the interview, your dress is the most plain." Director Yin was cleaning the leaves of a pot of lucky bamboo with a small brush.

"I thought Director Yin called me for an interview because he thought my work was suitable."

"Hmph, young people, don't be too arrogant, be humble, if you know a word from me, you can go out and turn right, get out."

Jiang Niannian did not refute this time, even though her hands under the table were clenched into fists, she gritted her teeth and remained silent.

Humility, in her dictionary of the past 18 years, there is no such word.

But she understood that if she wanted to live with her mother in the future, the first lesson she had to learn was humility.

Director Yin smiled contemptuously when he saw that she had stopped talking. He put down the small brush in his hand, clapped his hands, and finally sat down.

"I've seen your resume."

"You go to school at Jinlin Academy of Art in Country R?" But anyone who is engaged in art should know this school.

Someone exaggerated the analogy, the sweeping aunt of the Golden Scale Art Academy can use a broom to draw a Super Saiyan.

Jiang Niannian: "Yes."

"Then why did you come back to City A? At this time, you should be in school."

"I'm taking a break from school, and I'm going to report at Yajin Academy of Fine Arts in a few days." Jiang Niannian didn't know the twists and turns of those professionals.

Therefore, all questions must be answered, and everything is said.

When Director Yin knew that she had dropped out of Jinlin Academy of Art, he raised his eyebrows lightly: "The freelance illustrator hired by our company needs to deliver ten drawings every week. Can you accept this?"

Jiang Niannian folded her hands under the table.

You've come this far, why not force yourself.

Although she hasn't drawn a new work for a long time.

"Yes, what I care about is the pricing of the drawing."

Director Yin smiled contemptuously and pointed a finger.

Jiang Niannian felt her throat was a little dry, she opened her mouth: "One hundred?"

"Ten yuan." Supervisor Yin closed her resume, with an attitude of 'do it if you can, or leave if you can't do it'.

Jiang Niannian's chest heaved a little. Amidst the difficulties she had foreseen, she was only going through the first step right now. There was a villain in her mind clamoring for her not to give up easily.

Ten yuan, one of her drawings is simply the price of cabbage.

You must know that in Country R, ​​her drawings start at least 1000 yuan a piece.

"Thank you, Director Yin." Jiang Niannian stood up, nodded slightly, and exited the interview room.

In any case, she had at least an income, albeit a meager one.

When Jiang Niannian came out of the elevator, he saw Huo Qi in the lobby on the first floor of Whale Culture Co., Ltd., drinking scented tea with his legs crossed.

The young lady at the front desk beside him was about to die with a smile on her face.

"Well, little brother, is it convenient to add a WeChat?"

"I just think you look like my future boyfriend." The young lady at the front desk, her face was pink, her body was almost twisted into a twist.

Seeing that Jiang Niannian had come out, Huo Qi got up quickly and said to the sister at the front desk, "Sorry."

Then stick Jiang Niannian on.

Jiang Niannian was surrounded by dark clouds at the moment and had no time to pay attention to him.

A person walked another five kilometers along Changfu East Road, crossed the Beiyue Bridge, and returned to Dongxing Road.

Huo Qi followed her with his arms folded.

He knew roughly what she was going to do.

"The interview was rejected?"

"Shouldn't you go to school? How to run to work?"

"You don't have money to pay the tuition? Brother will give it to you."

Jiang Niannian gave him a sideways glance, her cherry lips parted slightly, and slowly uttered a word: "Get lost~"

Huo Qi sneered, humming a song and followed her.

Along the way, he kept asking: "How much is your tuition?"

"Eat you a scallion pancake this morning, brother will give you a month's scallion pancake, okay?"

"Say something, Jiang Niannian, do you have insoles in your ears?"

Jiang Niannian didn't know how long he would pester her.

In the morning, I followed her to send Liang Chengcheng to the kindergarten, and when I came back at noon, I sat downstairs in the community alone.

He also intentionally sat in a particularly eye-catching position, so eye-catching that he could be seen at a glance from the balcony on the third floor.

When Liang Yu was making lunch, she went to pick up the dried beans hanging on the balcony, and then vaguely heard a clear and clear male voice downstairs.

"Hi~Aunt Liang~"

"Hey, Ah Qi, why didn't you come up when you were downstairs? Come up quickly, it's time for lunch."

Liang Yu treated Huo Qi like his own son, brought him new slippers, and told him to wash his hands and sit down: "Ah Qi is here today, auntie needs to add something."

When Jiang Niannian came out of the room, he found Huo Qi washing his hands at the door of the toilet. He turned his head and talked to Aunt Liang: "No need to add food, I'm here to talk to you."

Liang Yu's laughter came from the kitchen: "You're such a big man, how can you bear not eating, today Auntie made sweet and sour pork ribs, I'll make you two brats greedy."

(End of this chapter)