Chapter 4 13 Modeling Faces
Li Hong gave the address of a Starbucks in Wutong District. Ye Guo rode a shared bicycle over, bought a large canvas bag at the convenience store before, put the packaged cups, paints and sundries in it, and put the meat in the basket.
It was only noon when he arrived nearby, Ye Guo didn't eat lunch, so he searched for the nearest high-scoring restaurant, a Lanzhou ramen.
It was a small shop along the street, with a dozen folding tables at most, and it was full for lunch.
Ye Guo walked over and saw that there was a table near the door that was slightly empty, and only one person was sitting. She went over to sit across from him, and the other moved to the side, but her knee hit his leg anyway.
"I'm sorry." Ye Guo also moved, put down the bag, and put the succulent on the table.
The other glanced at her and moved more to the other side.
This glance made Ye Guo's eyes light up, and he immediately pretended to look down on his mobile phone to scan the code, swiped his fingers down on the menu, and replayed the glance just now in his mind. The person who paints has this ability, and at a glance, it is like clicking a picture of the camera, and the brain plays it back infinitely.
The man looked to be in his early thirties, with deep but feminine features, a neat and fashionable shaved hair, a well-defined jawline, a standard "modeled face", the best portrait model of that kind, a pair of short dark brown gloves on the table, and a white shirt over a brown baseball silhouette cardigan.
Ye Guo glanced at his hand, the bones were clear and slender, he was born tall, not a small delicate, with a large skeleton and a large aura.
She placed an order for Xinjiang mixed noodles, and after paying the payment, she glanced at the other party as if nothing had happened, and found that he was looking at the meat on the table.
The fleshy leaves and fruits are called raw stone flowers, which are used to make colored pencil sketches. At the beginning, it was just a small seedling, and it was sprayed regularly by the leaf fruit, but now the pot is full of colorful buttocks, and there is a yellow flower bursting out of the crack of the buttocks, which is a bit ... Wretched.
The man's posture was to glance at it with his eyes, probably thinking it was too funny, and he looked at it for a long time, and when he raised his eyes, the two of them had already met their eyes.
Ye Guo smiled awkwardly. The man didn't smile at the corners of his mouth, but there was a smile in his eyes, and his eyes were dark brown.
At this time, the little brother with a northwest accent came up, and there was a colorful plate on the white porcelain plate, and the cash register was pressed under the bowl.
Ye Guo pushed the fleshy to the side and reached for the chopsticks.
The man on the other side stopped the little brother: "I'm also Xinjiang noodles, I've been waiting for a long time, I'm in a hurry." "
Ye Guo's hand holding the chopsticks stopped in the air, looked at the cash receipt, and confirmed that this was hers. "You eat first." She put away her chopsticks.
The man looked at him, didn't move, and obviously didn't want to answer.
Ye Guo thought to himself, you wait, and reached out to grab the chopsticks, but saw the words "Sun Chengcheng" pop up on the mobile phone screen, it was Sun Chengcheng who had not been in contact for more than a month.
Ye Guo hesitated to answer, this Sun Cheng had a lot of words, a phone call would take at least two minutes, and he would be embarrassed when he came back. She thought about it and took it, pushed the face to the opposite side as she picked it up, stood up and walked out.
In fact, they have eaten twice, and they haven't even pulled their hands, compared to the identity of boyfriends, "acquaintance son" is more suitable.
Yes, acquaintance son. Sun Chengcheng's mother and Ye Guo's mother knew each other, classmates in elementary school, and the gap between their later life circumstances widened. Xiao Sun's mother is a teacher teacher and teaches in middle school, is active, and has been rated as an excellent teacher, her husband is also from the Education Bureau, and the Sun family is the "scholarly family" in Xiao Sun's mouth, and it has also made the teacher the first in Xiao Sun's career planning.
Ye Guo's mother is a little weaker, graduated from middle school and entered the manufacturing factory, worked as a clerk in the labor department until retirement, Ye Guo's father is not a local, two years younger than Ye's mother, and now he is still working as a security guard in a shopping mall.
The social status of the two families is a little worse, and the economic conditions are a little worse, which adds up to a lot of difference, which makes Xiao Sun a little contemptuous. Ye Guo was afraid that his mother would be unhappy, so he didn't say anything, but he also knew that it was not Xiao Sun who looked down on alone, but their whole family.
But Xiao Sun looks down on her but still wants to talk to her, it's a little interesting, I guess I still want to find a sense of superiority, after all, he is not as good as his parents.
Sun Chengcheng is two months older than Ye Guo, but he is one year younger, and he only got on the line after repeating the college entrance examination for a year. However, this does not prevent him from saying stupid things like "art students can't read books", but it will be followed by a sentence "I didn't mean you, Xiaoye, you can still be an art teacher." "
In the year of Ye Guo's college entrance examination, she was tenth in the city in the joint entrance examination, with a full score of 600 in cultural classes and 498, and she could choose a social science major with better prospects, and finally chose the local art academy, because she liked it and because her parents doted on her.
However, Ye Guo didn't say anything about this kind of thing, it looked like showing off, but when Xiao Sun said for the second time that "art students can't read books", she still asked him how much he scored in the college entrance examination and why he repeated, but the two of them dispersed without eating that meal, and Ye Guo bought it alone.
Ye Guo felt that they would not communicate again, but he didn't expect this person to call.
"Hey~~~" on the other end of the phone pulled the old man.
Ye Guo looked at his watch and then at the store. The modeling face accepted Ye Guo's kindness, and was using chopsticks to pick out the onions in the noodles little by little.
"What's the matter?" Ye Guo retracted his gaze and said to the other end of the phone.
"It's fine. I studied today and went to your company to have dinner with you, but your boss said you were fired? What's going on? "Hehehe
Ye Guo was so laughed by him that he wanted to get angry, but he knew that the other party would be more proud when he was angry, so he pretended to be calm and said, "It's okay, just rest and rest." "
The other end was quiet for a while, and his attitude was normal, and he said, "Oh, then while there is still time, take a teacher's exam, I have a relationship in my family to help, you say right?" "
Ye Guo couldn't help laughing, feeling that this little grandson was really useless.
"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Sun couldn't hold his breath first.
"What the hell are you trying to say?" Ye Guo was impatient, "Don't say I'm hanging." "
The other party couldn't answer this question again, and after a while, his tone became evil: "What did you say?" It's not suitable for us, I was hesitant at first, but now it's okay, you don't have a job, I agree that my family won't agree... My mother didn't like you to engage in art in the first place, and I don't know what your parents think about your family's conditions. "
When it came to his parents, Ye Guo was also stimulated: "What does my family have to do with you!" I'd love to learn art! After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.
When I walked back to the store, I saw that the person opposite was wiping his mouth with a paper towel, and there was a stack of picked onions on the paper towel on the table, and there were still some noodles that had not been eaten. He had a smile on his face, probably just heard...
Ye Guo sat down and blocked Xiao Sun's phone. The man opposite put on his gloves, stepped out of his seat with long legs, straightened the hem of his clothes, and said thank you.
Ye Guo Yuguang sent him out, thinking that although he was good-looking, his expression that seemed to be smiling was also annoying, this kind of person had a good face and a bad personality.
At this time, Yeguo's Xinjiang noodles were also served, and there were no onions.
"Boss, there's no onion." Ye Guo said. She loves fried onions.
The little brother looked at the plate, "I'm sorry, this is the one who left," and shouted towards the kitchen, "Stir-fry a single onion, a little more!" "
Ye Guo said thank you, and the little brother muttered while saying, "He has another guest today, don't want onions." "
"He's a regular?"
"Three hundred and sixty-five days a year, three meals a day!" The little brother took the plate and took away the onions with tissues on the table.
Ye Guo was unexpected, this person is a male model, where is he like a person who eats Northwest snacks every day.
At this time, a young man and a woman entered the store, with deep silhouettes and outstanding appearances. They said to the little brother, "Two servings of Ding Ding fried noodles." "It's a bit stiff to speak Mandarin.