Daily life of wealthy families

Chapter 9

When Jiang Zhuxin woke up, it was getting darker and darker outside the window, leaving only a sliver of afterglow, but looking at the time, the hands only reached 05:30.

It can only be said that the sun in winter is really busy, and I have to rush to work in the other hemisphere so early.

After going to the bathroom to wash his face, Jiang Zhuxin took a look at the messy room and living room, and then stooped to pick up the drawing paper and pens on the floor in resignation.

After he picked it up, the room was [-]% clean, and his waist was also aching slightly, which wouldn't be like this in normal times. It can only be said that what happened last night was more intense than imagined.

At first he wanted to sweep and drag him to the ground, but Jiang Zhuxin supported his waist, thinking that it is better not to force himself, even if he has a heavy back, he can't stand the excessive lactic acid.

He got takeaway for dinner again, and he didn't have as much savings as he expected, most of which he used to buy courses and art tools. In order to have a strong body so that he could work overtime, he also spent a fortune on fitness.

Even if today is an exception, tomorrow he will have to buy vegetables and cook by himself, so it's better not to be too wasteful until he finds his next job.

Silently arranging things for himself in the future, Jiang Zhu sat quietly in the living room, but the peace just now was instantly shattered when he saw the phone with the cracked screen.

Ahhhhh!I really don't want to turn it on! !

Thinking of facing the hundreds of thousands that came for no reason as soon as he started the machine, Jiang Zhu felt a heart attack, and it was absolutely impossible for him to accept it. Doesn't it mean that last night's accident became his sell!Is it night?

Even if I was very sad, my first kiss with someone turned out to be a one-night stand!It's still a back door for a man!But that doesn't mean he's going to break the can!

But if he didn't turn it on, he would starve to death. Between starving to death after escaping and being full after facing it, Jiang Zhuxin decisively chose the latter.

Fortunately, there was no Qin Fufu's crazy transfer information after turning on the phone, Jiang Zhuxin was slightly relieved, what to do with the money, he will think about it after he is full.

After casually ordering a beef rice bowl, Jiang Zhuxin put the phone on the coffee table, and then took out the picture book that was put aside.

In the picture book are Jiang Zhuxin's works. He likes to draw, and he has never given up on drawing since he was a child.It’s just that his parents had an accident when he was a child, and he lived with his grandparents, who passed away before he became independent. Later, he grew up eating a lot of food, because he was not a genius, and his grades were mediocre, so in the end Jiang Zhuxin came out to work after finishing high school.

The only thing he insisted on was to draw one or two paintings every day with cheap paper and pens.

Jiang Zhuxin's best drawing is character sketches, because of this, he will also take his drawing board to the square to draw for others to make money when he is off work. A painting costs ten yuan, which is considered famous in that area.

But Jiang Zhuxin found that if he was asked to draw a picture with his own imagination, he could only draw very mediocre things.

A person who likes to paint, but his imagination is like a wilderness, which makes Jiang Zhuxin feel tortured for a while, and also thinks, isn't his life experience enough?Why can't he draw a good picture?

It made him feel like his life had been a failure.

But if he would give up because of this, it would not be Jiang Zhuxin.

After graduating from high school and working part-time, he lived tenaciously until he was 25 years old. During this period, he used all the money he earned to attend classes, and even got himself an amateur junior college degree. He is currently taking a self-examination for undergraduate studies. He changed several jobs, and finally got mixed up to the point where he was able to work with his hobbies, but he was fired after working for less than a year and a half.

Unwilling to admit defeat, the stubborn Jiang Zhu comforted himself, at least he now has the work experience, and finding the next job related to painting, probably, maybe, should, be much easier than before, right?

After closing the picture book, Jiang Zhuxin clenched his fists to cheer himself up. After dinner, he went back to writing his resume.

Jiang Zhuxin, come on!come on!

"Ding dong!" The doorbell just rang, and Jiang Zhuxin was a little surprised that the takeaway food arrived so quickly today, so he got up and opened the door.

"Touch!" Then quickly closed!

With his back to the door, Jiang Zhu felt his heart jumping out of his throat in fright.

So...why, why is Qin Fufu at his door? ? ?

The author has something to say:

Jiang Zhuxin: See you tomorrow as promised!wrong!I don't really want to see you either! !