I really like your sand sculpture group friends

"Shishi? I don't think I saw any messages you sent me?" Mo Xiangwen asked in confusion.

"Ah, we've been found out. I was hoping to give Xiao Yi a surprise."

A petite, white-haired girl walked out from behind Su Mengyao with a smile, carrying a small bag in her hand.

It was Bai Shishi.

"Because Sister Mengyao has been harassing me with messages since last night, asking me if I'm coming to school tomorrow."

Bai Shishi's face was full of helplessness. Of course, she still hoped that Xiao Yi would come to pick her up, but Su Mengyao had been so proactive and asked her so frequently, so she didn't want to hurt Su Mengyao's feelings.

"After all, we agreed that I would be the one to pick up Bai Shishi," Su Mengyao said matter-of-factly.

"That's not what I meant," Mo Xiangwen explained with a wry smile. "It's just that when Bai Shishi was looking for me, I was busy and couldn't reach her, so she asked Bai Shishi to contact you."

"I won't listen, I won't listen. Mengyao can go wherever she wants." Su Mengyao covered her ears and shook her head, her gaze falling on the gray suitcase next to the sofa.

"Huh, a suitcase?" Su Mengyao was taken aback and looked at him strangely: "Why would there be a suitcase in the studio?"

“That’s my suitcase,” Yan Nuoya explained softly.

Knowing that Yan Nuoya was too lazy to explain, he simply helped by saying, "There's been a little trouble, so Nuoya is currently staying at the studio."

"Sleeping in the studio? Doesn't it feel a little creepy to be all alone?"

Su Mengyao looked at Yan Nuoya with admiration, hesitated for a moment and said, "However, if you don't like the dormitory environment, you can apply to stay outside. There's no need to stay in the studio."

Yan Nuoya paused for a moment, then shook her head: "I wrote it, but it didn't pass."

Su Mengli gently comforted her, "The school leaders are all older, stubborn, and old-fashioned; it won't be easy for them to get things approved."

"If all else fails, we might as well sneak out and rent a place," Su Mengyao said. "They can move in with us; we still have rooms available."

Su Mengli was initially somewhat opposed to her sister's plan to sneak out, but when she heard her sister persuade Yan Nuoya to move in, she smiled and nodded in agreement.

Faced with Su Mengyao's kindness, Yan Nuoya was slightly taken aback, gently shook her head, and a faint smile appeared on her face: "It's okay, the studio environment is quite nice, and besides, Xiang Wen is also with me in the studio."

"Huh??" Su Mengyao and Bai Shishi stared wide-eyed, exclaiming in unison in surprise.

“I would normally stay in the studio until around 23 p.m., so staying a few more hours now makes no difference,” Mo Xiangwen explained. “I’m just too lazy to go back and forth.”

“These two sofas can be put together to make a bed.” Su Mengli looked at him worriedly: “Then where will you sleep? You won’t be sleeping on the floor, will you? That will affect your health.”

She could easily guess that, given the fact that there was only one bed, and considering Mo Xiangwen's personality and their relationship, it was impossible for him to let them sleep on the floor while he slept on the sofa.

"It's not that bad." Mo Xiangwen pointed to his sofa chair: "Just grab a blanket and sleep on the sofa chair."

"The sofa chair is still too small," Su Mengli shook her head. "Will I be able to sleep well in it?"

Bai Shishi often falls asleep on the sofa at home, and she hasn't felt uncomfortable at all after doing so many times.

Hearing Su Mengli's words, she finally realized what was happening and looked at him with some concern.

Yan Nuoya pursed her lips, glanced at him, and said nothing.

"Do I look really that bad?" Mo Xiangwen said half-jokingly. "Actually, I think my sleep quality is surprisingly good, even better than in the dorm. I don't think you need to worry about me at all."

Su Mengli glanced at his complexion, and just as he had said, he looked energetic and showed no signs of needing to be worried about.

"How about I live in the studio too? That way, Mom won't have to pick me up and drop me off every day." Bai Shishi felt relieved. "Where I sleep is not a problem at all for me. I can sleep on the sofa chair just like Xiao Yi."

Bai Shishi's face was full of seriousness, as if she was really considering the feasibility.

"Shishi, you should go back and rest." Mo Xiangwen quickly dissuaded her from the idea: "If you really stay in the studio and don't sleep well, the teacher will come knocking on my door with a knife."

Bai Shishi knew that this idea was somewhat unrealistic, so she pursed her lips and didn't continue the conversation.

“However, Shishi will have a blanket to use during her lunch break.” Mo Xiangwen smiled and said, “If you don’t mind, you can reach out and grab the blanket that I’m half-draped over the sofa armrest. Covering yourself with it during your lunch break will make it less likely for you to catch a cold from the air conditioning.”

Bai Shishi's eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously.

"Alright, alright, let's not stand here chatting anymore." Su Mengyao said as she walked to her seat: "My legs are sore from standing for so long."

“Yes, speaking of locations,” Mo Xiangwen smiled, “Shishi, go take a look. The table, chairs, and computer arrived yesterday, so Nuoya and I just set up the computer for you first.”

"My seat?" Bai Shishi nodded happily and walked briskly towards her seat.

As I passed by his seat, I didn't forget to reach out and take the blanket from his sofa.

"Then, I'll borrow Xiao Yi's blanket."

Chapter 119 A Good News

"First of all, I have some good news to tell you."

After everyone returned to their places, Mo Xiangwen clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention.

"After this period of screening," he said, straightening his expression and speaking with a hint of seriousness, "we have finally found the most suitable candidate."

"Mengli's suggestion before was to make a mascot, right?"

Su Mengli was suddenly called upon and nodded slightly: "Yes."

“I’ve found a suitable concept artist.” Mo Xiangwen chuckled. “We had a very pleasant conversation and are ready to sign a contract with her. We also plan to invite her to our studio as our exclusive artist.”

Bai Shishi blinked, then simply lowered her head, refusing to look at the expressions of others.

Xiao Yi is being naughty again, but she can't stop him, so she has no choice but to escape reality.

Yan Nuoya was slightly taken aback and turned to look at his pretentious expression.

He immediately understood, chuckled and shook his head, too lazy to listen to his nonsense.

"Huh?" Su Mengli asked in surprise, "So fast?"

"Isn't it good?" Mo Xiangwen countered. "Isn't it better to do this as soon as possible?"

"It's not that it's bad," Su Mengli frowned slightly and explained softly, "I just think we should let everyone see her work before making any decisions?"

“Yes, yes, I agree with what you said, sister.” Su Mengyao nodded in agreement and said, “Besides, you also said you wanted to bring it to the studio. Don’t you think that’s a bit too hasty?”

"Well, what you're saying makes a lot of sense... I was a bit too hasty." Mo Xiangwen paused slightly, then his face fell. "It's just that I..."

"The contract is signed?" Su Mengli thought he was worried about the penalty for breach of contract, so she comforted him, "It's okay. If it really doesn't work, I'll ask Dad to lend us a lawyer so she can help us negotiate."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "If there's a penalty for breach of contract, we can help cover a portion of it."

"The contract hasn't been signed yet," Mo Xiangwen sighed. "But the person has been called over."

"Huh? Now?" Su Mengyao said in surprise, "You're so fast! How is she going to get into the school? Is she a student there?"

"I'm not a student at the school." He shook his head.

"It's good that the contract wasn't signed." Su Mengli breathed a sigh of relief, but then asked with some doubt, "But she's not a student at the school, so how are you going to bring her into the studio?"

"It's fine for a day or two, but if you bring people from other schools in every day, there might be a problem."

"I think it should be fine."

"Ahem." Before anyone else could ask any more questions, Mo Xiangwen, worried he might get beaten to death, stood up and coughed lightly: "I have to introduce you to our concept artist—Bai Shishi."

"Come on, let's give them a round of applause!" Mo Xiangwen led the way, clapping enthusiastically.

It was obvious, however, that nobody paid any attention to him.

Su Mengyao and Su Mengli seemed a little confused, looking at him as if asking what he was saying.

Seeing the awkward silence, Mo Xiangwen blinked, looked at Bai Shishi who was still burying her head in the sand, and chuckled softly, "Bai Shishi, aren't you going to say hello to your future colleague?"

He would never dare to do this to anyone else.

However, judging from the fact that Su Mengli and Su Mengyao agreed to let Su Mengyao bring Bai Shishi to the studio this morning, it seems that Bai Shishi has already gotten used to it.

Unlike someone else, sigh, that's shameful.

Yan Nuoya, who was standing to the side, suddenly felt uneasy and looked up at him with a puzzled expression.

Upon hearing his words, Bai Shishi stood up obediently.

"Hello, I'm Bai Shishi..."

"Damn, how could Xiang Wen be so wicked?" Before Bai Shishi could finish speaking, Su Mengyao exclaimed in shock.

That's awful, I'm going to glare at him.

Su Mengyao puffed out her cheeks and glared at him fiercely.

Su Mengli didn't tap her sister's head, but instead glared at Mo Xiangwen.

"Haha, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." Mo Xiangwen quickly begged for forgiveness, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong. How about I treat everyone to Haidilao tonight as an apology?"

"You might as well eat me out of house and home," Su Mengli complained.

"Shishi is fooling around with him too," Su Mengyao said with a hint of dissatisfaction. "She's lying to us along with that scoundrel Xiang Wen."

"Oh, Shishi didn't say a word? Shishi didn't say a single word from beginning to end."

Bai Shishi, who was suddenly called out, subconsciously straightened her back and defended herself.

Since Xiao Yi didn't ask her to cooperate, she naturally didn't say anything.

"Why didn't you remind us?" Su Mengyao questioned.

"Since Xiao Yi wants to play... of course I can't stop him." Bai Shishi smiled a little embarrassedly and explained, "I can't be an accomplice, but I also can't be a traitor."

"Shishi... I really didn't expect it to be Shishi." Su Mengyao sighed, "And Xiang Wen made a fool of me like I was an idiot."

"I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense." Mo Xiangwen snorted softly: "My loyalty to my group members is as clear as day, how could I do such a thing?"

Su Mengli ignored him and instead looked at Bai Shishi, asking with some doubt, "Shishi, it seems you're not feeling well. Are you taking online classes?"

“Yes, I started learning online in junior high school, and I’ve been doing it for many years.” Bai Shishi nodded.

"You've really worked hard," Su Mengli praised sincerely, her eyes filled with admiration.

She never imagined that Bai Shishi, who looked so gentle and delicate, had put so much effort into painting over the years.

Studying is a very hard thing, especially since Bai Shishi's health was not good. You can imagine how much perseverance she had to put in to persist for so many years.

"Hehehe." Bai Shishi tugged at her clothes a little shyly, a faint blush rising on her face, and revealed a bashful smile.

She was a little shy because it was the first time someone other than a first-grader had praised her so directly.

"Does Shishi publish her works online? For example, on some artist platforms?" Su Mengli asked curiously.

"Ah, no." Bai Shishi shook her head gently and said, "Because in the beginning, I really learned it out of interest. I felt happy while drawing, so I kept drawing."

She paused, then added softly, "Besides, the doctor said that maintaining a relaxed and happy mood is also good for my health, so my mother is very supportive of my painting and has never thought about making money from it or anything like that."

"I see." Su Mengli nodded in understanding. This kind of persistence purely out of love made her feel admiration.

She looked at Mo Xiangwen with a hint of doubt: "When did you find out that Shishi can draw?"

Mo Xiangwen stroked his chin, pretending to think, "Uh... yesterday? Or the day before yesterday?"

"Really?" Su Mengli, who had just been fooled once, looked at him suspiciously and asked, "You're not going to play us again, are you?"

"Really, really, I guarantee it will happen in the next day or two." Mo Xiangwen blushed and said somewhat embarrassedly, "You can ask Shishi if you don't believe me."

"Did Xiang Wen just find out?" Su Mengyao interjected. Although her tone still carried a hint of complaint, her words had clearly softened. "It seems you really didn't intentionally keep it from us. Okay, I forgive you."

"Sister Mengyao is so nice." Bai Shishi gave a sweet smile.

Su Mengli shook her head, both amused and exasperated, and turned her attention back to Bai Shishi's painting: "Then can we take a look at Shishi's painting? Is there a file saved online?"

"Ah, yes, yes." Bai Shishi quickly took out a drawing tablet from her small bag, held it steadily, and showed it to them: "I brought the drawing tablet with me too."

Bai Shishi put down her drawing tablet and walked between Su Mengli and Su Mengyao. The three girls quickly gathered together.

Bai Shishi borrowed Su Mengli's computer and opened her portfolio folder on her cloud drive, which displayed paintings of different styles and periods.

Su Mengli and Su Mengyao admired the painting as they looked at it, asking about the painting techniques and the source of their inspiration. The atmosphere was harmonious and lively.

When they were discussing the design of a character's jumping motion, Su Mengyao looked at the airborne posture on the screen, suddenly remembered something, clenched her fist, and looked up at Mo Xiangwen and Yan Nuoya.

"By the way, Xiang Wen, are you and Nuo Ya participating in the school sports meet?"

Just like back on the playground, when faced with Li Xiaoxiao's question, their responses were exactly the same.

“Of course not.” Mo Xiangwen and Yan Nuoya said at the same time, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Ugh—" Su Mengyao drawled out her words, complaining with dissatisfaction.

Chapter 120 Practice Sessions Before the School Sports Meet