Siyi was going to deliver lunch to her?
Gu Shishi blinked her limpid eyes.
Siyi only followed the orders from the boss.
The boss was mean to her this morning, and now he was sending someone to deliver lunch to her?
Gu Shishi found this amusing.
So, the boss was someone who was cold-on-the-outside-but-warm-on-the-inside and actions-not-supported-by-words kind of person?
He regretted shouting at her this morning, so now he was sending her lunch to make up for it?
Gu Shishi’s mouth couldn’t help but curve. She felt dizzyingly lucky!
If not for this meal, she could only consume her remaining life balance during the daytime and her blood bar would go down by at least half a day.
This meal could keep her bar unchanged at least!
Both of Gu Shishi’s eyes turned into straight lines from her smile.
Happy like a hamster, she was basking in happiness as she hugged her phone.
The boss… “is so nice~”
Leveling up to LV1 doting was so nice!
Nothing could make her happier than being able to live to 100 or beyond!
Death was too scary. Plus, she wouldn’t be able to draw again if she was dead.
The further she had gone down the path of traditional Chinese painting, the more she learned that there was no end in sight on that path.
She wanted to live another 100 years, and draw for another 100 years!
One day, she would be able to master the use of ink painting and breakthrough to the master of this trade and create her own style!
Just like her master, she would have people coming to her nonstop to ask for a painting from her. There would be so many people that the threshold to her place would break.
“Shishi, look at you, smiling so happily. Are you laughing at Meimei’s painting skill?”
She hadn’t expected Zhao Xian’s comment coming out of the blue when she was smiling to herself.
Being interrupted in the middle of her fantasy, Gu Shishi looked up just in time to see Ling Xiaomei walking back to her seat, flustered.1
The chrysanthemum on the drawing paper was, indeed, a little problematic.
Possibly because of nervousness, the lines in the drawing was stiff and the transitions between the different colors was unnatural.
“Even though Meimei wasn’t performing to her usual level today, it’s still mean to laugh at her, Shishi. We are all colleagues after all!” said Zhao Xian with a smile.
Gu Shishi paused.
Zhao Xian was straight up instigating now.
This weightless line made Ling Xiaomei stopped in the middle of her action. Biting down tightly on her lips, she gave Gu Shishi a resentful and shameful look.
“My drawing was too….” Ling Xiaomei’s cheeks were beet red.
Gu Shishi squinted.
“You are right. This drawing by Meimei was quite poorly done.”
“HAHA!” Zhao Xian couldn’t help but laughed out loud; her eyes full of sarcasm. “Shishi, you must stop! Meimei is feeling embarrassed enough!”
Even Ling Xiaomei’s ears were red by now. She quietly gripped the corner of her cloth.
But, right when she was about to get up and walk out from being further embarrassed, someone grabbed her wrist suddenly.
She turned around and saw Gu Shishi smiled at her with her pretty eyes sparkling.
“But, the reason that Meimei drew it this way was so that she can interact with her students.”
Ling Xiaomei was baffled when she heard that.
Inter-, interaction?
“What does that mean?” Zhou Xian looked at both Gu Shishi and Ling Xiaomei dubiously.
Gu Shishi took the paint brush from her and walked in front of the easel.
“Xiaomei mentioned mixed colors earlier. That is a technique that combines multiple colors and one of those key steps was the blending of the colors.”
As she was smiling, Gu Shishi took the paint brush and dipped it into the water.
Ling Xiaomei blushed.
She was too nervous earlier and failed during this step.
But soon, her eyes widened and her mouth turned into the shape of a big O.
