Did Mr. Xu Confess Today?

   Chapter 531

   To relax without relaxation, civil and military can’t be able to; relax but not to relax, civil and military can’t be done; a piece of relaxation is the way of civil and military. "Book of Rites, Miscellaneous Notes"

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   recalled hard, she couldn't remember which step she did wrong, couldn't undo the input, searched all over the disk, the pictures drawn in the morning were all gone, as if they had wings and flew out of the picture.

"What's wrong?"

   When Xu Jun came out, she was still in a daze, with tears in the corners of her eyes, which was regret and self-blame.

   "I made an error while busy. I thought I saved it. In fact, I clicked the don't save button when I closed the CAD, and all the drawings in the morning were gone."

  Software can help people solve things. Software always does things according to people's instructions. Even if Luo Xin seems to be angry and blame himself, software will not take pity on fragrance.

   "What did you draw in the morning?"

Luo Xin seems to be very confused now. She was disturbed by her sister. In order to calm down, she listened to songs and drew pictures with headphones in the morning, which caused her to suddenly lose her memory and couldn't remember what she had added. Go in, the mind goes blank.

  Xu Jun saw her appearance and already guessed it.

  The drawing foundation sketched after the design inspiration is gathered into the copywriting is the life of the designer.

It is a beloved object. A good inspiration makes people stunned. At the same time, it can also make the cells of the designer from hair to toes shake, and the blood is boiling. The hair of the person who finished the 100-meter run was full of excitement.

   And this beloved object is lost, you can imagine how frustrated it will be.

   One by one, the way of civil and martial arts, where did the little girl's "Book of Rites" go? People's nerves have been tense all the time, of course they will make mistakes. "Book of Rites" learned that the stomach is turned into ink and dyed into the picture, but it is not used in life, only work can not enjoy life, real work Crazy, workaholic.

"stand up."

  Luo Xin stood up obediently, Xu Jun saved it as a document, and started to draw the map himself. She had never seen him play in person, and right in her seat, stitching and drawing with her existing creativity, which was simply impossible before, and it could be said that there was no such thing as an unprecedented event.

Designers have their own independent ideas. No designer is willing to take on other people's inspiration. That's not his original intention. Now he sits down, which means he wants to take action in person. This is not only unexpected for her, but also for the entire office. It's not enough, but all the designers who are in Junxian today came out in full force and surrounded Luo Xin's seat like water. , the designers who are not in the office today absolutely have to beat their feet.

   Even the finance manager A Cai came to join in the fun, not to mention the white bone spirit, Zhong Ruihui, Alice.

   Although Chen Chen crossed his hands, he actually kept looking at him from time to time. In the end, he was too young to care about being cold. He rolled up his sleeves and stretched his neck, which was longer than Zhong Jicui's neck.

   "Close your eyes and think back, what was the starting point in the morning?"

"what?"

   "I can't help you if you can't figure it out."

   I can't remember and imagine instead, these people will not make Luo Xin seem unable to remember, everyone is staring at Luo Xin, if she dares to back down at this time, these people will definitely eat her.

   Taking a deep breath, everyone automatically took a step back, and no one could delay her imagination.

   Memories cannot be recalled. She can only substitute it at this time, imagining the appearance of the ultra-mini infinity pool she made herself, and substitute it into her mind and start to make up the settings of other locations.

   "Sometimes water condenses, and sometimes it's wet. I remembered it, and I changed the stone to water rippled marble."

Xu Jun and Xu He are both fans of minimalist art. Minimalism is the perfect combination of function and aesthetics. It seems to be open and simple, but it implies simplicity and a lot of white space for thinking. White space is art, not only White space, most of the blank space that appears in the designer's plan is that there are some objects next to it. With the help of auxiliary equipment, the viewer can draw some of the things they want in their minds.

Luo Xin seems to have replaced the original gray bright surface with a visually biased marble pattern, floating on the edge of the waterscape, enriching the fluidity of the environment, and flowing the vanishing water into the marble pattern in the form of lustre, the flow of the marble texture. The linear shape is both elegant and streamlined.

  Nobility without losing water spirit, and the aura emerges in the air.

Luo Xinxiang said that he painted. His drawing hands were quick and not chaotic. The lines and patterns were quoted in a simple and direct way. Luo Xinxiang's words were quickly spliced ​​into a painting in his mind. His spatial construction ability and imagination ability No worse than anyone else, as if his brain intervened in her thinking and peeped at her brain imaging.

   "Yes, that's it, then let me think, what else did I draw."

  Xu Jun started to draw the foreshadowing when she thought about it. His design abandoned high-footed seats, high platforms and full seats.

In the past, sitting high was to overlook the city under the hill, but at this time he felt that this was a unique artistic conception. Painting Emei, putting on makeup and grooming late, can be regarded as the life of ordinary people.

  So the original padded seats were replaced by tatami mats, paving the content of tranquility.

   creates an environment where you only need to feel quietly to feel the sky is high and the birds are flying, and the sea is wide and fish is leaping.

  The table is a square table depicting the texture of old wood. Those cracks are intertwined in disorder, arranged in an order disrupted by time, teaching the beat of old wood by wind and frost, and the depiction of nature by society.

   On the table, the dark and the hill overlapped, he placed a wooden screen, and nothing else.

   Above the seat is a dead tree. It is said to be a dead tree, but it is actually a branch that takes only five years to grow.

   Withered trees and other new buds, the osmanthus tree over there keeps sprouting new branches, where to go and where to go are people's thoughts. This is Xu Jun's blank for Xu He, and a blank for the future.

The wind chimes made of bead shells tinkled and hung on the dead trees. The gentleness hidden in the breeze took over the crimson rays of sunshine and reflected them on the bead shells picked up by the seaside of this city, enclosing the vastness of the sea in the sea. Zhu Baili, one of the few happy times when I was a child, was the three sisters rushing to the sea together, digging out the clams from the sea, and using the salt to attract them out. , another laughing and grabbing a load of baskets, this is a warm moment in the crimson glow in his childhood memory, which will be unforgettable in his life.

  The old ideal meets the new life, and the half-life glass is half-life fetters.

   (end of this chapter)