The next day, 3 p.m.

Lin Dingqiang and Xin Qing walked out of Baiyun Airport happily.

Because they came to see Xin Qing's parents, they played in Yangcheng for two days by the way, and except for the boarding suitcase that Lin Dingqiang pulled, the two did not bring any other luggage.

The boxes were filled with cosmetics that Xin Qing had specially divided into small bottles.

What lotions, serums, lotions, creams, sunscreens, barriers, as well as primers, concealers, cushions, foundations, and of course, eyebrow pencils, eyeliners, blushes and lipsticks are also quite a lot.

Xin Qing is wearing a Sapporo placket, with a red rabbit knot at the neckline, and a blue pleated skirt with a double ponytail that really has the taste of anime characters.

The two came to the taxi waiting area, and after getting in the car, Xin Qing said in a non-standard Cantonese: "Driver, go to Panyu." ”

When the driver heard Xin Qing's accent, he responded in Mandarin: "Outsiders?"

"A native of Yangcheng from Beijing who doesn't speak much Cantonese. Xin Qing replied with a grin.

After the two of them were seated, the taxi slowly drove in the direction of Panyu.

About an hour later, the two came to Panyu.

Xin Qing did not immediately take Lin Dingqiang to meet his parents, but came to a porridge noodle shop called Jiale.

"You sit first. After Xin Qing finished ordering, she couldn't wait to say, "I'll buy you pork knuckle ginger." ”

Lin Dingqiang blinked his eyes and asked curiously, "What pig's feet ginger?"

Xin Qing smiled and said, "You'll know later!"

After speaking, Xin Qing drove out of the store with ease, and at this time, the waiter also served beef noodles, pork liver and sausage noodles with added bottom and lean porridge.

Lin Dingqiang looked at the time, it was just after 4 o'clock, although he hadn't seen the true face of the pig's feet ginger, but if the three bowls in front of him were eaten, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to eat dinner.

About five minutes later, Xin Qing returned with a bowl of red pork knuckle ginger.

She sat opposite Lin Dingqiang, looked at Lin Dingqiang and didn't move his chopsticks, and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

"Do you still have dinner after eating this meal?"

Xin Qing laughed, she sandwiched a piece of pig's feet to Lin Dingqiang, and replied, "I've come to Yangcheng, I must eat for a day!"

Lin Dingqiang picked up the pig's feet in the bowl, and after tasting it, Xin Qing asked, "Is it delicious?"

The soft and glutinous pig's feet melt in the mouth, and Lin Dingqiang feels that the taste is similar to that of the elbow in Jingcheng sauce, but the taste is a little different, "a little sweet." ”

"It must be sweet!" Xin Qing shook her head happily, "Can I buy something that isn't sweet?"

"It's over. ”

"Do you know who eats pork knuckle ginger best?" Xin Qing asked quirkily.

Lin Dingqiang shook his head, "What person?"

Xin Qing covered her mouth and smiled: "It's the mother of confinement!

"Huh?"

Xin Qing drank lean porridge, and pointed to the noodles and rice rolls, "These are all yours!"

Lin Ding swallowed his saliva, "Can you eat it?"

Xin Qing blinked her eyes and said seriously: "Look! Pork knuckle ginger is a big supplement! Beef is rich in protein! Noodles and rice rolls have enough starch! After eating these, your waist will not be sore, and your legs will not hurt!"

Lin Dingqiang sighed for a long time, "I'm really cramming for feelings?"

Xin Qing pouted and asked coquettishly, "Do you want to eat it?!"

"Isn't this eating?"

......

Half an hour later, Lin Dingqiang almost held on to the wall to walk, but one thing to say, the taste of these foods was not bad.

Lin Dingqiang burped and asked, "Where are you going next?"

"Go find my dad. Xin Qing said, stopped another taxi, and urged: "Hurry up and get in the car, otherwise it will be too late." ”

Lin Ding asked rhetorically, "Don't you buy something?"

"It's not the first time we've met, why are you so polite?" Xin Qing replied.

"You can't be empty-handed, can you?"

Xin Qing laughed after hearing this, "He's still in school, are you carrying something to see him?"

Lin Dingqiang understood what Xin Qing meant, and said stubbornly: "I'll buy some later, and the etiquette still has to be done." ”

"Got it~" Xin Qing glanced at Lin Dingqiang, "Get in the car!"

After the two came to the Yangcheng Academy of Fine Arts, Lin Dingqiang looked at the only higher art institution in South China, and was attracted by the artistic atmosphere exuded by its details.

In addition to the school buildings with different shapes, you can sometimes see several masks with human faces on tree trunks or branches, various sculptures on the roadside, and even graffiti on the walls.

Most of the students are young, but there are also raunchy wilds, and it seems that people who study and live here always have their own way.

Xin Qing took Lin Dingqiang to the corridor on the second floor, and Lin Dingqiang found that there were many people not far in front of him, looking at something through the window.

When Lin Dingqiang walked in and took a look, he realized that Xin Wenhua was sitting in a student's seat, patiently explaining the composition, and there were more than a dozen students behind him, and it seemed that the classmates standing in the aisle seemed to be trying to find a good position.

"Shhhhhhh

"From this position, when looking at the model in the stand, the highlight is obviously going to hit the wing of his nose. Xin Wenhua took the paintbrush and changed it as he spoke, "And this part of the expression is missing from your painting." I teach realistic oil painting, and any small detail should be reflected on the canvas. ”

"Got it, Professor Shin. ”

Xin Qing leaned over, looked at the model and the canvas, and asked curiously, "Professor Xin, I can't see the other side of the model from this angle, so how do you draw it?"

The onlookers were stunned by Xin Qing's sudden question, in their impression, Xin Wenhua has always been a very old-fashioned teacher, and his temper is even more eccentric, so few people dare to ask him questions.

Xin Wenhua was stunned for a second, took the paintbrush, and turned his head to look at Xin Qing outside the window.

Xin Qing smiled mischievously, while Xin Wenhua put down his pen and stood up, "Let's get out of class first! I'll talk about how to draw on the other side on Monday!"

After the students had left the studio, Xin Wenhua smiled, "Why did you come here?"

"I'll pick you up from work!" Xin Qing replied.

After Xin Wenhua learned about the relationship between the two, his attitude obviously changed, and he greeted him first for the first time, "Xiaolin, it's here!"

Lin Ding nodded and greeted politely, "Uncle Xin." ”

Xin Wenhua wiped his hands, "Go to the office and sit for a while, and then go home when it's time!"

"Okay!"

The three of them walked for about ten minutes and came to Xin Wenhua's office.

After closing the door, Xin Qing asked suspiciously: "Dad, didn't you always take graduate students? Why are you here to teach undergraduates now?" When I called my mother, I thought she was wrong. ”

Xin Wenhua took a sip of water, motioned for the two to sit down, and said lightly: "New regulations." By the way, how long have you been here this time?"

"It's just the weekend!" Xin Qing replied, "I still have to go to work on Monday!"

After hearing this, Xin Wenhua looked at his watch, "It's time, let's go home for dinner! Your mother has been preparing since 9 o'clock this morning!"

Lin Dingqiang quietly touched Xin Qing's arm, and after the two looked at each other, Xin Qing understood the meaning in Lin Dingqiang's eyes, and hurriedly said, "Dad, you go back first." ”

Xin Wenhua, who was a person who came over, saw Lin Dingqiang's nervous appearance and saw through his mind at a glance.

He said lightly to Xin Qing: "Say it in advance when you get home, I'll let your mother steam the fish." ”

"Got it~"