Chapter 45 This is the feeling
After Wen Zhiyu guessed that Z was Shi Mianzhi, the hidden boss in Yunyan City, she began to deliberately avoid Shi Mianzhi.

In order not to contact Shi Mianzhi anymore, Wen Zhiyu didn't even log on to his WeChat account.

She buried herself in a pile of sketch manuscripts, as if she was immersed in the world of painting, and no disturbance from the outside could disturb her.

As for Master Shi Mian, who was strategizing in China, he didn't feel any dissatisfaction when he didn't hear from Little Wild Cat for several days.

As for the prey, as long as she doesn't exceed the area enclosed for her, it doesn't matter how she wants to play.

Wen Zhiyu, who was regarded as a prey, did not have this kind of consciousness at all.

After staying in the house arranged by Shi Mianzhi for one night that day, Wen Zhiyu never stayed in that house again.

Although she was very grateful for Shi Mianzhi's various help to her, but intellectually, Wen Zhiyu kept telling herself to stay away from Shi Mianzhi.

That person is not something anyone can provoke.

Wen Zhiyu deliberately kept a distance from Shi Mian for another week.

After Wen Zhiyu drew a hand-drawn manuscript for a week, her tutor assigned her an assignment.

That is to create a work independently, show it in the form of hand-painting, and indicate what kind of jewelry or material to use to make it.

Because even if Wen Zhiyu was asked to use computer software to make it now, she would not know it.

After studying Y language cram school for a month, Wen Zhiyu can probably carry on a simple Y language conversation.

Like today, the weekend again, or Christmas.

There are two days off from school, Christmas and Boxing Day.

Wen Zhiyu's roommate Lavinia wanted to take advantage of Christmas to go out to play, so she warmly invited Wen Zhiyu, "I want to invite you to the party, would you like to?"

"No, Ravina, I can't come, I have other things to do."

Although Wen Zhiyu also wanted to follow Lavina and try to integrate into the local social circle, she always cared about the homework left for her by her tutor.

Just thinking about that homework made Wen Zhiyu feel dizzy.

Although she has recently painted a lot of other people's works, it is still difficult for someone who has never designed anything before to suddenly design a work on her own.

And the most important point, Wen Zhiyu thought that the first work she designed would be a blockbuster.

After entering school and learning a lot about jewelry design from Giuliolane, Wen Zhiyu realized how talented her mentor was.

And in this school, there are not a few people who are as talented and talented as her mentor.

The only thing that can distinguish those people is their experience and works.

Wen Zhiyu wanted to get ahead, it was not so difficult.

It was the weekend, and her classmates and roommates all went out to play, and she was the only one left in the dormitory. She borrowed a lot of professional books from the library department, gnawed silently, and enriched her reading.

What is the most important thing about design?
inspiration.

Only with inspiration can there be various subsequent designs.

But inspiration, how can it be said that there is it?

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the time on the phone, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Lavinia had already bid farewell to Wen Zhiyu and went out to play.

Wen Zhiyu has been sitting at the desk since he got up, forcing himself to read various jewelry design materials.

She thought, maybe she read a lot, and as soon as inspiration came, her homework would be fine.

But before she had a sudden inspiration, the person she was most afraid of called.

Looking at the phone number that she didn't save but was impressed by flashing on the phone screen, Wen Zhiyu hesitated for a moment, but still connected.

After all, the opponent is still his party A now.

"YN is going to launch a brand new product launch event on New Year's Day. As for the design of the new product, I will find someone to contact you."

It was the first time in a week that I didn't hear Shi Mianzhi's cold and magnetic voice, but when I heard it suddenly, Wen Zhiyu's mind was still hooked for a few seconds.

It still sounds so good.

"It's time to verify whether my investment vision is wrong."

Without waiting for Wen Zhiyu's answer, Shi Mianzhi finished speaking lightly, and hung up the phone directly.

That's it, hang up?
Realizing that he hadn't said a word, Wen Zhiyu, who had disconnected the call, involuntarily clenched the hand holding the phone.

Even if he is his party A, he can't do this, ignore human rights, right?

Is this a human right?
Wen Zhiyu, who couldn't help but sigh, felt like a fish on a sticky board. She could only accept fate and cooperate with what the other party wanted to do.

But why, Wen Zhiyu felt a little blocked when the other party spoke to him so indifferently?

Obviously at the beginning, it was me who wanted to keep a distance from the other party!
How long has it been? Why can't I control my nympho heart?

Still looking for inspiration!

Putting all the miscellaneous thoughts in her mind behind, Wen Zhiyu continued to look through the materials on the desk in front of her, looking for inspiration.

Think about what that person said just now, when a new product launch event is held on New Year's Day, the design draft must be given to the other party in advance.

After all, they still need to make the things on the design draft.

This also takes time.

If so, the time is simply not enough!
Clicking on the calendar on the phone, Wen Zhiyu looked at the imminent date, and her already tense nerves became more sensitive.

It's less than a week away!

I don't know how Wen Zhiyu ordered it, but after closing the calendar, he clicked on WeChat, and at a glance he saw Shi Mianzhi's WeChat avatar on the trumpet.

The silver thread glowing with white moonlight directly tore through the darkness of the night, like a guiding light, lighting up Wen Zhiyu's eyes with a "swoosh".

Here comes the inspiration!

Wen Zhiyu took out a pencil from the desk, took her sketchbook, and sketched out the inspiration that flashed through her mind just now in a few strokes.

In the whole dormitory, except for the faint light that sneaked in from the crack of the balcony, the rest was the rustling sound of Wen Zhiyu drawing on the sketchbook.

With the idea, the first draft of the design is drawn.

The rest is color scheme and material selection.

After the first draft was drawn, Wen Zhiyu squinted at the design on the paper, and she began to color it in her mind.

After trying several colors back and forth, I always feel that there is something missing.

It always fails to make her feel amazing at a glance.

Almost what?

Wen Zhiyu looked past the drawing, and from the corner of her eye lingered on the reference book she hadn't closed just now.

It happened that there was a picture in the book, and the picture was a ring with a yellow diamond.

Find what's missing!

Closing her eyes, Wen Zhiyu copied the first draft she just drew in her mind again, and then painted in the color she thought was suitable. The final effect was like a bright pearl floating in Wen Zhiyu's mind.

That's what it feels like.

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, Wen Zhiyu opened her eyes, and began to search for the materials she needed in the materials.

 The heroine's first work is about to come out, are you curious?

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