Chapter 2 Gentle Nobleman, Please Save My Sad Heart 1
I'm in a bad mood today, just like when you're starving in the morning and open the refrigerator to find that the only piece of cheese left is a year past its expiration date.
I, Yan Dingding, never dreamed that this wonderful vacation would end before it even began.
"Stars, stars, fireflies, fly into my dreams..."
The cell phone rang suddenly.
I picked it up and saw that Yao Duotao's funny big face was shaking on the screen, as if it was about to rush out and kiss the tip of my nose.
"Dingding, when are you going to Hanamachi Institute? Doesn't your comics class start today? You carefully selected it for a long time, it's said to be the most professional comics course, can you feel at ease if you don't go?"
When I talk about this, my heart breaks. I have been looking forward to the summer vacation for a semester, thinking that I can finally study painting and improve my comics drawing skills. I didn't expect that my plan to take off would be ruined as soon as I paid the registration fee!
Who would have thought that the great manga master "Firefly Forest" would actually threaten his little fans! I'm really depressed!
What's worse is that I can't get a refund for the money I paid. I'm in a tight spot just as the summer vacation begins!
I sighed deeply: "Oh... I have to go to that institute at 5 pm, and I have to pack my luggage. It will take me the whole afternoon to pack my luggage, so I will definitely not make it in time!"
Yao Duotao quickly comforted me: "Don't worry, I happen to be free. I can accompany you to class in the morning and help you pack your luggage in the afternoon.
Isn't that okay? I'll definitely make it in time!"
I put down the clothes I was folding and thought about it carefully. What she said made sense! If I were to stay here all day to clean up, I might really get angry. Wouldn't the world be missing an artist like me who will shine forever? That won't do...
"Go! Set off now! Let's kill them and learn the best comics lesson ever!"
However, after learning it, I felt even more depressed.
The horizon was dotted with red velvet clouds, and it looked as if the sky's cheeks were red because it was laughing at me.
“Hahahaha…” Yao Duotao walked beside me, secretly looking at my expression. She had been trying to hold back her laughter, but finally she couldn’t and burst out laughing.
"Stop laughing! Stop laughing! We've been in class all day and the teacher just keeps talking about buying pens, paper, and erasers! Humph, are they going to teach us how to draw or not?"
Duoduo's face turned red from trying not to laugh: "Dingding, the teacher actually did talk about the correct sitting posture and pen-holding posture! Look, didn't you buy a liner pen?"
It would be fine if I didn’t mention this, but mentioning this pen really makes me angry!
I jumped up. "It would be better if you didn't say it. I regret it as soon as you said it. I must have been deceived by this teacher! I clearly have a liner pen, but I was fooled into buying another one! It's abominable. He cheated me out of a hundred dollars of my hard-earned money! Why do artists have to care about what kind of pen they use? The master said that as long as you have the heart, you can draw on the beach!"
Yao Duotao interrupted and said, “But not every artist is as good as your great artist Xia Senshi.”
"That's right!" I finally reacted after saying this and glared at her fiercely, "Humph, my great god is 'Firefly Forest', not Xia Senshi! He is just a scum who bullies the weak! Bastard!"
Yao Duotao suddenly stopped and looked a little strange.
"Dingding, speaking of Xia Senshi... look at the time, is it time to go to the research institute?"
“Wow!”
Suddenly, I felt all the blood rushing to my head. Because I couldn't bear the teacher's nonsense, Yao Duotao and I stayed in the comic class all day, and it was already 4:40 in the afternoon!
Oh my god, I’m late on my first day at work!
"Duoduo, hurry up! Help me pack my luggage!"
"Yes, sir!"
After an hour and twenty-six minutes of trekking, I finally arrived at No. 11 Qingtian Street, exhausted.
Well, you don't need me to tell you that I was an hour late and I didn't look very good. I guess I could shake a pound of dust off my hair now, and my pink suitcase became ugly because of the bumps and bruises.
The saddest thing is that Xia Senshi seemed to have said that he hated people being late the most.
Woo woo woo, actually I didn’t mean it. I’m a very perceptive person, but I have no concept of time.
I walked around the garden of No. 11 Sunny Street with a guilty conscience, and then walked slowly to the gate. The angels on the bronze gate seemed to be laughing at me with their mouths covered.
Eh? How do I get in? There doesn't seem to be a doorbell. Should I knock on the door?
Forget it, let me see if the door is open today. Maybe it will open just by pushing it like last time.
I pushed gently, no response, then pushed harder...
"squeak--"
Oh my God! The door moved! Not only did it move, but it also took me forward with it.
Well, it turned out that the door was closed, but someone opened the door and came out, which caused me to lose my balance and stumble.
"I'm sorry, miss, are you okay?"
A low and elegant voice sounded in my ears.
I looked up and found a middle-aged man in a suit looking at me. Although he was an old man, he was very handsome, with his hair neatly combed back and a wisp of gray hair on his temples, which matched his angular face. His eyes were a deep black color that made people dare not look directly at him. They were full of maturity and extraordinary demeanor.
This uncle looks familiar. I think he might look like a celebrity.
I awkwardly moved the suitcase handle to my other hand and whispered, "Um... I, I'm fine. I'm Yan Dingding."
Come to think of it, Xia Senshi never told me how to introduce myself to others. The last time I came here, it was raining heavily and it was late, so I didn't meet anyone at all.
The uncle opened the door, made a gentlemanly gesture to me to come in, and said, "Hello, Miss Yan. I am the director of Hanamachi Research Institute, my name is Xia Kun."
Wow! This gentleman is the director of Hanamachi Research Institute? He is indeed a successful person!
I felt very stressed being stared at by such an elegant and refined man, especially when I looked so disheveled as if I had just come out of the desert.
"It's an honor to meet you, Miss Yan. I've been on a business trip abroad recently, and I don't recognize some of the young people who have recently entered the institute. What is your research area? Aerospace, smart clothing, or new materials?"
Oh my god! What is this? Is this really something I can understand?
That... I was actually hired to do odd jobs to pay off my debts! It's all Xia Senshi's fault. He was the one who asked me to work here, but he didn't even report it to the big boss.
Now, how should I explain it?
"Actually..." I felt my face getting very hot, and my words became incoherent. "I just got here today. I, I am...looking for someone..."
The gentleman looked at me in surprise and said, "You are not a researcher here? Then who are you looking for?"
I suddenly felt more confident: "I'll go find Xia Senshi. He's a researcher here, and I'm his new assistant!"
Hearing what I said, the uncle suddenly narrowed his eyes.
For a moment, I felt that the atmosphere seemed a little weird... But, I didn’t think I said anything wrong!