Time passed quietly for a few days, and everything was proceeding step by step.

Fang Qian is very efficient and soon rented three apartments of more than 30 square meters near the Academy of Fine Arts. Although the room is not big, the commonly used tools are complete and the room is clean. Bai Ningyuan is quite satisfied with this.

After leaving the hotel room, all three of them moved into the apartment.

Song Ziwen is also very efficient. After several verbal confrontations, she finally chose the shooting plan of an advertising company. Bai Ningyuan was also quite satisfied with the advertising copy they planned. The only thing they have to do now is to choose models to shoot the advertisement.

However, Bai Ningyuan didn't pay much attention to these, so Song Ziwen was naturally worried about the details. What he had to do was just the final checking work. So now he just devoted all his energy to professional courses. No matter what, he spent money, and there were famous teachers to give advice. Such opportunities cannot be missed casually.

In his previous life, he had studied in the studio near the Central Mei and Gome, but at that time he was too playful, spent money at home, wasted no worries, and did not know the taste of sorrow, so he wasted all his time and wasted opportunities. After he was reborn, he had the capital to get better opportunities, so for the sake of the future, he would also work hard to grasp the present.

During class, Bai Ningyuan was painting almost for a while. When others were resting, he was drawing, when others were laughing, he was drawing, when others skipped class and went online, he was still drawing, and he seemed to be possessed by a devil, immersed in a crazy state. Even Kong Feihang and Xiong Hongyuan couldn't help but admire Bai Ningyuan's serious attitude.

Not to mention these students, even college students often think about being lazy? The tenacity shown by Bai Ningyuan alone has already made everyone look at him with admiration.

"Bai Ningyuan, you are making great progress! I was still a mess when I saw your painting a few days ago, but now it is completely beyond my reach!" A voice came from my side, and at the same time, the light around Bai Ningyuan couldn't help but dim.

Without looking back, Bai Ningyuan already knew who the person was. He didn't even turn his head, but his eyes were still switching back and forth between the still life and the picture, and he said carelessly: "That's right, don't treat him with admiration for three days, and don't look at him. I've been working hard while you are playing!"

"You are so old-fashioned that you don't look like a young man!" The voice sounded again, and then a strong figure sat next to Bai Ningyuan.

Although his face looked as tender as Bai Ningyuan, his body was as strong as 1.9 meters tall. Although he was wearing a thick winter clothes, he could not cover his bulging muscles. Just one arm caught up with Bai Ningyuan's calves. Just sitting here gives people an extremely strong sense of oppression.

His name is Zhang Xinke, a local from the capital. He is one of the friends Bai Ningyuan met in the training class.

In this training class, new people come in every day, and as time goes by, Bai Ningyuan becomes familiar with the students inside, and Zhang Xinke is one of the people who play with Bai Ningyuan on weekdays.

Although he is strong and quite scary, he is actually very quiet and even a little shy. With such a figure, he really gives people a strong sense of incongruity.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?" After hearing his words, Bai Ningyuan did not respond, but instead asked him directly.

"Isn't it a class tonight? I'll take you out for fun!" Zhang Xinke smiled at Bai Ningyuan, then said, looking at Bai Ningyuan with a look of hope.

"What's the situation?" Hearing this, Bai Ningyuan's hands stopped subconsciously, then looked at Zhang Xinke with some confusion, looking confused.

"Anyway, it's right to go with me. There's absolutely no harm. You used to treat you, and it's my turn this time!" Zhang Xinke's face turned red and hesitated to Bai Ningyuan, as if he was trying his best to hide something.

For Zhang Xinke, through these days' contact, Bai Ningyuan knew that he was a friend worth making and would not be detrimental to him. Besides, he had no grudges with him. Thinking of this, a bitter smile surged in his heart. He had experienced too much during this period and was almost paranoid. He raised his head and showed a narrow smile: "Okay, although you don't know what tricks you are doing, but if you say so, if you don't agree, I will seem unkind!"

"I'm sure, don't worry, you will definitely thank me after you come back tonight!" Zhang Xinke grinned, patted Bai Ningyuan's shoulder, and then turned around and left.

"It's mysterious!" Bai Ningyuan shook his head helplessly, then withdrew his gaze and focused his attention on the painting in front of him.

After the initial awkwardness, his current paintings were already faintly approaching the critical point of breakthrough, especially after observing many paintings brought to him by Xiong Hongyuan, he also gained a lot of insights from them, and his style became more and more mature.

The day passed quickly. After the afternoon class, Bai Ningyuan had just packed up his things, and Zhang Xinke's figure had already arrived at him.

"I said, you don't have to do this, I won't run away!" Seeing Zhang Xinke's actions, Bai Ningyuan's face suddenly had a few black lines hanging on his face.

Zhang Xinke heard Bai Ningyuan's words and just smiled and didn't say much.

"Okay, let's go!" Bai Ningyuan sighed lightly, then packed up his things, and followed Zhang Xinke out of the college gate.

Zhang Xin was an authentic Beijinger. She stopped a taxi and said a place with a familiarity. Then the taxi carried the two of them and slowly drove.

It was the peak of get off work at this time, so the speed of moving forward along the way was not fast, but it was obvious that everyone had already become accustomed to this kind of life and did not look anxious.

On the way, Bai Ningyuan had also slapped indirectly, but Zhang Xinke always had a tight-lipped attitude, so Bai Ningyuan could only let it go.

When the sky turned completely dark, the taxi stopped at the entrance of an inconspicuous building. While Bai Ningyuan was still surprised, Zhang Xinke took him in.

After passing through some corridors, Bai Ningyuan had no time to look at the inconspicuous building on the outside but elegant and solemn inside. He saw Zhang Xinke pushing open a door, and then a hustle and bustle came out.

"Oh, it's Xiaoke here!" Some eager words rang in my ears, and then Bai Ningyuan was pulled into the room by Zhang Xinke.

As soon as he entered the door, he had no time to look at the situation inside, and a familiar face appeared in his field of vision, which surprised him...

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