Quick Wear: I'm Wandering in My Little World

Chapter 629: Delicate Female Star 4

After staying at Lu Yanche's house for five days, the company arranged a job for Zhang Xintong, so she had to leave reluctantly.

Zhang Xintong and Shen Qingchen's "Chang'an Legend" has been aired for four days. Due to Shen Qingchen's appeal, coupled with excellent scenery, exquisite costumes and makeup, online acting skills of the actors, touching plot twists, and vivid and touching characters, "Chang'an Legend" has become popular all over the Internet.

Zhang Xintong had no time to play with her mobile phone these days and had no idea what was happening outside. When she was recognized by passers-by at the gate of the community, she was a little confused. The crowd was getting bigger and bigger. Fortunately, Zhuang Zhou saw her, took her out, and escorted her all the way to the company.

"Zhuang Zhou, what's going on?"

"Sister, haven't you checked your phone these days?"

"I'm not looking at my phone, what's wrong?"

Zhuang Zhou was puzzled. Zhang Xintong played with her phone whenever she had nothing to do. Zhuang Zhou knew the CEO was on a business trip, and actor Shen was filming, so what was Zhang Xintong busy with? She seemed to have returned from outside. The last time he left, Zhang Xintong wasn't home either. Where had she been?

"Sister, 'The Legend of Chang'an' is all the rage on the internet, you have a lot of fans now."

Zhang Xintong didn't expect that "The Legend of Chang'an" would be broadcast in the next few days. Her external accounts are all in the hands of the company, so she didn't know the specific broadcast date.

After Zhang Xintong arrived at the company, Li Jian handed her a stack of information, which included several commercials to be shot and information about a gallery.

"I've seen good results on these ads. Please finish filming as soon as possible. The advertiser wants to officially announce you as the spokesperson before the broadcast of 'The Legend of Chang'an' ends."

"okay, got it."

"And that gallery? Their owner is a famous painter, known for his portraits, able to capture the most beautiful aspects of each person. However, he only paints two paintings a year, both of which are booked by bigwigs from various industries. Many celebrities in the industry have invited him to paint for them, but none of them have been successful. This time, he took the initiative and asked me to paint a picture for you. After the commercial shoot, you can go to the gallery. It will be a huge bonus for you."

The gallery's profile only contained details about the gallery, not the owner. The paintings on display were all by the gallery's own artists, and the owner's paintings were given to the individuals whose work was painted. The profile included several paintings by the gallery's owner, both a man and a woman. They weren't the most beautiful paintings, but they were deeply moving, with strong detail and expressiveness.

Zhang Xintong liked the painter's paintings very much and nodded.

"okay, I get it."

Zhang Xintong started a busy filming period, and it took 10 days to finish shooting several commercials.

Zhang Xintong called the gallery staff. When they heard it was her, they immediately said that the boss had instructed her to come over at any time.

When Zhang Xintong arrived at the gallery, she was immediately taken into the studio by the staff.

"Miss Zhang, our boss is coming from home and will be here soon. Please wait a moment."

"OK, thanks!"

It was Zhang Xintong's first time meeting a real painter. She thought that the painter's studio would be very dirty and messy. This is the inherent idea of ​​most people about artists. However, the studio of this gallery owner was very clean and not messy, but the items were not arranged very neatly, and it looked very casual.

There was a lazy sofa by the window with a few books next to it. There was no other place to sit in the room, so Zhang Xintong sat on the lazy sofa.

The lazy sofa was very comfortable to sit on. She sank into it. The sunlight shone in from the window, and her body felt warm.

Zhang Xintong flipped through a few books next to her, all of which were literature. She picked up one at random and felt sleepy after reading a few pages. She really couldn't understand literary books and had no talent for them.

Zhang Xintong's delicate body was a little tired from all the traveling around shooting commercials these days. Perhaps it was because she couldn't understand the book, was too tired, or was the sun too warm, but she fell asleep on the bean bag, the literature book hanging down to her chest.

Qin Meng saw this scene when he entered the room. The sun was shining on the girl, and her sleeping face was beautiful and moving, like a holy angel. Qin Meng did not wake Zhang Xintong, but took the drawing board, brushes and paints and quietly started painting.

Three hours later, Qin Meng completed the last stroke. He was very satisfied with the work and named it White Angel.

Zhang Xintong slept very comfortably. When she opened her eyes, it was dark outside. She was startled. It was only noon when she arrived, so how could it be dark already? There was a night light on in the room, and she was covered with a blanket. She was alone.

Zhang Xintong felt a little embarrassed, so she stood up and walked out of the studio. The staff member she had met in the afternoon was not there, and she saw Qin Meng.

Qin Meng is the bearded man from the world of Zhang Wuniang and the boss, the fake boss who always says she is slutty.

"you're awake"

"Um, sorry I fell asleep."

"It's okay, it's still early, eat first, then we can paint."

Qin Meng pushed a thermos in front of Zhang Xintong. Zhang Xintong didn't expect that the fifth one was a painter. This must be the elegant uncle style she wanted.

"okay!"

While Zhang Xintong was eating, Qin Meng kept looking at her, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

"Is there something on my face?"

Qin Meng smiled gently, did not answer her question, but asked another question.

"Would you like to draw a picture that's different from the others?"

Zhang Xintong doesn't care. He is a painter and he can paint whatever he wants.

"I'm fine with anything. I'll listen to you."

Qin Meng leaned back in his chair

"Don't worry, you are my muse, I will definitely paint the most beautiful you."

Muse? Does it mean source of inspiration? Logically, she and Qin Meng should have no connection, so why do you say that?

"Have we met before?"

Qin Meng shook his head

"My name is Qin Meng. You can call me Mr. Qin or just call me by my first name, Qin Meng. We have never met before. I just happened to see the TV series you acted in. You are really beautiful and you immediately moved into my heart."

Zhang Xintong felt that the plot about the stinky man was a bit illogical. It didn't fit her character setting that a great artist would watch a TV series. Complaints aside, she still felt like a muse, which was fine.

"Let me call you Mr. Qin!"

"Can"

After dinner, Zhang Xintong and Qin Meng returned to the studio. He didn't turn on the light, but left it on as a night light. The room was a little dim, but they could see each other clearly.

Qin Meng pulled the curtains and turned to look at Zhang Xintong.

"My Muse, please trust yourself to me. I will never let you down."

Zhang Xintong felt something was wrong when she heard this, and the situation in the room was not right either. She already had four of them, and she didn't want to have another one for the time being. She was too busy.

"Mr. Qin, how about I come back to paint tomorrow during the day?"

Just as Zhang Xintong finished speaking, a flash of white light passed by, and Qin Meng opened his mouth and said to her:

"My Muse, please trust yourself to me. I will never let you down."

If Zhang Xintong still didn't know what Qin Meng was planning, she would be a fool. But she had no way of refusing, so she could only try to dissuade him from this idea.

"Mr. Qin, I have a boyfriend."