The way the two greeted each other was almost the same, but it didn't look awkward.

It's all polite and detached, just polite.

The car prepared by Yan Yishan was just enough to seat four people.

Looking at this seat, Zhou Ling subconsciously wanted to sit in the back with Rong Zheng and let Zhao Jiyue sit in the front seat.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jiyue took a step ahead of her and held her hand affectionately, and said to Rong Zheng with a smile: "You sit in front." We sit together with people of the same sex and have more topics to talk about. ”

The unquestionable tone made Zhou Ling frown, but in the end he didn't refute her.

And Rong Zheng looked at Zhou Ling with an inquiring eye, and only went to sit in the front seat when he got a positive answer from the other party.

As soon as she sat in the back seat, Zhao Jiyue took the initiative to chat with her.

From bags to cosmetics, it seems that there are more topics among women as she says.

Dealing with these, Zhou Ling is naturally handy.

It's just that she is weird in her heart, so she only maintains a polite conversation and response to Zhao Jiyue, who is extremely enthusiastic.

"I've listened to your show, did you write all those scripts?"

Zhou Ling was surprised that Zhao Jiyue knew that she was a radio host, but after a glance at Yan Yishan, she probably knew.

It's just that she asks what she does?

Looks like they only met for the first time today.

"Well, yes, I was in charge of writing the manuscript. ”

"Then your writing is similar to what we paint, there must be times when inspiration runs out, I don't know how you deal with Xiaoling at this time?"

Not only did the topic suddenly shift from bags and clothing to work, but the little spirit in Zhao Jiyue's words made Zhou Ling a little confused.

"Naturally, there will be, generally speaking, I will find some materials on the Internet, or listen to songs, sort out old manuscripts, etc. ”

"It's not the same as when we paint, when we don't have inspiration, we usually pick up style. After all, a broader vision is a broader mind. ”

The meaning of Zhao Jiyue's words is unknown, but the bite we drew one by one made Zhou Ling's favorability towards her suddenly decrease a lot.

Maybe the speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Or maybe it's intentional, anyway, as the only person in the car who is not in the painting industry, how awkward it sounds.

Seeing that Zhou Ling lowered his head and didn't speak, Zhao Jiyue lowered her smile slightly, and the coldness hidden in her eyes flashed, "We have to collect wind everywhere these days, and you just take advantage of this time to see more scenery." The scenery here is beautiful. ”

"Well, thanks, I will. ”

Then, the two fell silent. It was as if Fang Cai's brief enthusiasm and conversation were just an illusion of others.

The place where the wind was collected is located on a small hill, and I have to say that the scenery here is indeed beautiful.

A gentle few, green grass, and some wildflowers swaying in the spring breeze, bringing bursts of fragrance.

Ahead, there is a deep valley, and two mighty mountains are built into two high walls, leaving the emptiness and depth in between.

During this period, you can faintly see the slender mountain spring, gurgling water, straight down the river.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and that's what I'm talking about.

Zhou Ling unconsciously squinted his eyes, admiring the tranquility brought by the beautiful scenery in front of him, and feeling the breeze blowing from all directions.

Indescribably comfortable......

Rong Zheng stepped forward, tightened her somewhat loose coat for her, and said with a smile: "Do you still like it?"

"Hmm. ”

The beautiful scenery does have the effect of healing people's hearts, and she feels that the gloom in her heart has been swept away.

helped Rong Zheng put the easel on the table, and then took out the paints, brushes, and other tools in the backpack and placed them.

Three people, three easels, each sat on the easel hill and began to paint the scenery in front of them.

As for Zhou Ling, he walked to the other side to discover new beauties.

Come and come, naturally you want to see the beautiful scenery.

It wasn't until he looked around that Zhou Ling returned to Rong Zheng and watched him paint quietly.

At this time, Rong Zheng's painting was just beginning, and the outline of the sky was faintly visible from the lines and colors that had not yet taken shape.

Zhou Ling simply sat beside him and watched as he seriously focused on depicting the landscape.

The paintbrush was endowed with magic in Rong Zheng's hand, depicting exquisite scenes.

She didn't know how to draw, she only saw Rong Zheng draw a few colors, and somehow it suddenly turned into a blue and clear sky, which simply made her a layman breathtaking.

"What a coincidence, so you're here. ”

The originally silent hillside became noisy because there were suddenly two more people.

Zhou Ling listened to the familiar voice, looked towards the place where the sound originated, and saw a familiar face.

I saw Xiao Xi and Feng Aishan also walking over with a drawing board.

I don't know if it's intentional, Xiao Xi specially chose the location of the wind collection next to Rong Zheng.

Are they there too?

However, this doubt only existed in Zhou Ling's mind for a short time, and she thought about it, since this was an exchange meeting for painters, and these two people were also paintings, it didn't seem strange to appear here.

After all, although there are many beautiful scenery, there are probably only a few places suitable for wind collection.

Xiao Xi's words no one answered her, only Yan Yishan glanced up at Feng Aishan, and then lowered his head and continued to paint.

In the blink of an eye, Xiaoxi's expression became a little embarrassed, but she was not discouraged. After turning around, he found that Zhou Ling was the only one idle, and turned his attention to her.

"Oh, Sister Zhou Ling, I didn't even see you just now. So you're there too. ”

Her voice could be described as extremely pretentious, and the surprise in her eyes could not be faked.

However, Zhou Ling didn't want to deal with such a brainless little girl, so he just smiled decently to respond to her words.

The polite smile is tinged with alienation and rejection, and acquaintances will choose to shut up when they see it.

It's a pity that Xiaoxi is obviously coming for Zhou Ling, and it just so happens that Zhao Jiyue is also there. So the scar was healed and the pain was forgotten, and the thought of wanting to sarcastically mock Zhou Ling came up again.

"Sister Zhou Ling is very bored here, why don't you stay in the hotel? Could it be that you want to watch Brother Zheng? That's right, people like Brother Zheng are naturally surrounded by excellent women, Sister Zhou Ling, don't be too unconfident. ”

"The scenery here is so beautiful, wouldn't I live up to the beauty by staying in the hotel?"

Zhou Ling smiled, ignoring the other meanings of her words.

Maybe the scenery is too good, which makes Zhou Ling's always vigorous and resolute temperament a little softer.

The only one who can make her feel a sense of crisis is Zhao Jiyue so far, but that kind of is just inferiority and envy at best.

When it really came to talking, she didn't mind it that much.

As for people like Xiaoxi, Zhou Ling really doesn't mind, to put it mildly, he just doesn't pay attention to it.