Early in the morning two days later, Yingying asked about the situation again, but I never contacted He Yiyang, seeing Yingying's anxious appearance, I tried to propose, directly "kill" the past, and asked clearly in person, but I didn't expect Yingying to agree immediately.

It happened to be the weekend, so the two of us drove to Feihua Valley together. This is the fourth time I have been to Feihua Valley, and as soon as I got off the bus, I saw a lot of familiar faces greeting me warmly, and I felt quite kind. Yingying joked that why I came here is the same as a successful person returning to his hometown.

I was busy explaining that I was only because of work, and I had brought my colleagues over to play, and the people here were very hospitable, so I remembered me. Fortunately, Yingying is not a person who likes to gossip, so I said she nodded her head to show her belief.

Walking in the direction of He Yiyang's art stall, I saw him painting a portrait of a guest at the art stall he was setting up from a distance. He said he was fine, but I saw the crutches next to him, and he was still emaciated like in the last video, the only thing that changed was his complexion, which looked much better than last time.

I took Ying Ying to He Yiyang, but he seemed too focused to notice us. There are many new paintings on the stall, and Yingying, as a connoisseur, naturally wants to appreciate them first.

After looking around, she sighed: "Jingjing, I'll just say that my vision will not be wrong, you see that this painting is really good, very wise, and with a little cultivation, you can soon become famous." ”

"It's like it's true, as if someone has already agreed. I scoffed.

"Today he must promise, you give me a good job, I am not allowed to go home if the negotiation is not proper, and I don't want to go to work tomorrow. "Yingying is also starting to threaten me.

"Okay, I'll do my best, do my best, but it depends on your sincerity, doesn't it?"

Ying Ying snorted at me, pushing my shoulder and motioning for me to call someone. I also gave her a roll of the eyes, raised my head and took a step forward and shouted to He Yiyang, who was still painting seriously: "He Yiyang." ”

He Yiyang saw me immediately, probably very surprised, and stood up from the orange in an instant. He was scrambling in the air for a long time, but soon realized that I didn't understand, and then he scrambled to look for something.

Naturally, I knew what he was looking for and wanted to ask, so Suo Xin told him directly, saving him time and effort to write for half a day.

"Alright, don't look for it. I'm not here to see you. I brought my friend who opened the sketch with me, and I came this time to ask you face to face about the results. ”

At this time, Yingying behind me also walked to my side, smiled at He Yiyang and said hello: "Hi, handsome guy, hello." My name is Zhang Yingying. ”

I saw He Yiyang watch the smile on my face disappear for a few seconds, but quickly hung back on his face and nodded politely at Ying Ying.

I looked at the noisy crowd around me, and then said to He Yiyang: "It's too noisy here, can we go home and talk slowly? Oh, by the way, Feifei, are you home alone?"

He Yiyang seemed to have finally found his pen and paper at this time, and wrote on the paper: "Feifei is at home." Wait a minute, I'll clean up this place. ”

After speaking, He Yiyang began to clean up his painting stall. I saw that he didn't have crutches at first, but halfway through packing, he quietly squatted down and rubbed his calves.

Seeing this, I immediately ran over in small steps, squatted down and asked him, "What's wrong with you, your leg still hurts?"