After the movie, she went too deep into the play

Chapter 362 "He came from the depths of the sea" (1)

On Qixi Festival, "He From the Depths of the Sea" is officially released!
The lead actors, Du Ruo and Xiao Yi, came to the premiere as scheduled, sat in the first row of the auditorium, and waited for the fruits of everyone's hard work in the past six months...

The dragon mark passed away, and the first thing that came into view was a vast sea.

Under the hazy sky, the sea is also gray, allowing the strong wind to roll up a part of itself, and shoot it towards the reefs on the shore, splashing white waves.

The sound of the swishing waves was mixed with the shrill cries of seagulls, and a simple white title gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

"He came from the depths of the sea" (the END of the SEA)...

Suddenly a huge wave came, swept away the headline in an instant, and brought the scorching summer with the sound of cicadas.

The scorching sun scorched the ground, making the cement road emit enough heat to be visible to the naked eye, and the dry temperature and dazzling light really made it difficult for pedestrians on the road to open their eyes.

Xu Jia squinted slightly, holding a plastic bag full of painting materials in one hand and an unpacked popsicle in the other, eating while walking on the road.

I saw that the sickly white face was reddened by the unbearable heat.

With slightly drooping pupils, his gaze was distracted, as if he was in a daze, as if he was thinking about something.

After finally surviving a section of the road without shade, Xu Jia quickly walked towards the shadow in front of her, unaware that the laughter of children was getting closer and closer to her.

Unexpectedly, he was bumped, and the plastic bag in Xu Jia's hand also burst due to the impact, unable to hold the heavy painting materials any longer.

And the white T-shirt she was wearing was even more stained by the popsicle she hadn't held firmly!

Xu Jia stared blankly at the painting materials scattered all over the floor, as well as the popsicles that had fallen aside, and looked up in confusion at the rambunctious children who left happily.

Without the slightest bit of resentment, she put the painting materials back into the broken bag one by one with a cold face, picked up the leaflets at the side, picked up the bag with both hands, and continued walking towards home.

There was no elevator in the old apartment complex, and Xu Jia seemed to be used to it, panting and climbing up step by step.

Time followed her pace, as slow as a snail crawling...

Finally, after a lot of effort, Xu Jiacai stood in front of his house, took out the key and opened the door.

She took the lead in putting down the painting materials in her arms, and the dim entrance made her subconsciously feel for the switch at the entrance.

After pressing "Click" twice, when there was no response, Xu Jia suddenly remembered that she seemed to have forgotten to pay the electricity bill...

She turned around and opened the door again, and scanned the door panel, and sure enough, she saw many arrears bills pasted on it!

However, even in this dire situation, Xu Jia still looked indifferent, calmly tore off the bill on the door, closed the door, put on slippers, and went into the back room with the painting materials in her arms.

In the small room, the originally white walls were stained with all kinds of paints, and there was nothing that could be seen except a mess of painting materials...

Stepping over piles of waste manuscripts, Xu Jia casually threw the painting materials in her arms beside the drawing board, slowly sat on the chair, and looked at her unfinished oil painting indifferently.

After being silent for a long time, she seemed to have found the inspiration in her heart, suddenly picked up the paint and brush at hand, and continued to draw stroke by stroke on the canvas.

There was no electricity at home, and when there was no air conditioner or fan, Xu Jia's face was flushed with heat, but she still didn't stop the pen in her hand. She was so immersed in her creation that she didn't hear the bell outside the door at all. over and over again...

(End of this chapter)