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Yang Xiaolin stood behind Xie Meimei and watched her paintbrush brush across the paper.

Xie Yuting stood next to Yang Xiaolin, pointing, and saying some special terms for painting.

"You see, my mother adjusted the brightness just right through these strokes......

"Here, the sense of space gradually came out, and I found that there was no ......"

Although Yang Xiaolin was confused and didn't know why, he was still very teachable and nodded again and again.

At this moment, Xie Yuting's heart blossomed.

In the past, Yang Xiaolin used to be her teacher, and she only bowed her head to be taught.

Although she had thought about it before, she wanted to find an opportunity to let Yang Xiaolin listen respectfully in front of her.

But she thinks it's just a fantasy.

Unexpectedly, this day of raising eyebrows will really come.

However, seeing Yang Xiaolin's somewhat absent-minded appearance, she was still a little dissatisfied.

"Hey, you can be serious, and you have to be positive. Xie Yuting pretended to have an expression that Yang Xiaolin had taught her before.

was taught a lesson by this little girl, and Yang Xiaolin was also very depressed in her heart.

However, after sneaking a glance at the tea table, he still decided to endure it for the time being and continued to stay at Xie Meimei's side.

Xie Meimei suddenly stopped her brush and turned around.

"Yuting, stop yelling. ”

"How did your mother teach you before, when you paint, you must keep a quiet environment and state of mind. ”

"If you keep talking in the back, it will affect your mother's drawing. ”

Yang Xiaolin immediately nodded and said, "Xie Yuting, stop talking, you always keep talking, and it also affects me to watch Aunt Xie paint." ”

Xie Yuting was naturally not easy to refute her mother's request, she pouted and glared at Yang Xiaolin.

The daughter is no longer nagging behind her, Xie Meimei is a little nervous and anxious, but she still can't calm down.

Because what upset her was not her daughter, but the other person standing behind her.

When Xie Meimei found that Teacher Xiao Yang came behind her and felt his gaze looking at the drawing paper, her mood became tense in vain.

This tension seems to have not been felt for many years.

Teacher Xiao Yang is watching from behind, if he doesn't draw well, will he be disappointed?

Oops, this stroke is not good enough, will Mr. Xiao Yang see it?

Will Mr. Xiao Yang think that my level is too low and I am not qualified to be a teacher for him?

All kinds of tension and all kinds of self-doubt make Xie Meimei's painting very substandard.

Fortunately, the two people watching from behind, one is a "soul painter" like Yang Xiaolin, and the other is Xie Yuting, although it is better than Yang Xiaolin, but it is not much better.

In their eyes, they couldn't see Xie Meimei's pen mistake at all, and they all felt that this painting was really excellent.

At the tea table, Zhang Xin'er pursed her lips, although she was making tea in her hands, her eyes glanced at Yang Xiaolin from time to time.

In his eyes, he was full of dissatisfaction.

Liu Roubing sat next to Zhang Xin'er, and glanced at Yang Xiaolin from time to time, but whether it was her expression or her eyes, she was smiling.

In that smile, there is a bit of playfulness and a bit of teasing.

"Sister Roubing, you said, I let him learn the tea ceremony with him, why is it the same as asking him to die. Zhang Xin'er said indignantly.

This is already Zhang Xin'er's third or fourth time in just ten minutes, complaining to Liu Roubing about this problem.

Just after the old gentleman left, Xie Meimei went back to continue to complete the painting.

Yang Xiaolin and the others sat at the poor table, drinking tea while looking at the red leaves of the foothills through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The atmosphere is very relaxed, very harmonious, and very enjoyable.

However, when a pot of tea was drunk, Zhang Xin'er had a whim, so that all this no longer existed.

"You can make this pot of tea. Zhang Xin'er said to Yang Xiaolin: "I'll teach you, follow the procedures of the tea ceremony." ”

Yang Xiaolin's expression at that time was like he was going to let him go to hell.

So, in order to avoid learning the tea ceremony, he chose another "hobby" that he was not good at, and went to see Xie Meimei's eyebrows.

And also excused: "Since you want to learn to paint with Aunt Xie, let's start by watching her draw." ”

Probably felt that after drinking a few pots of tea in vain, he was a little reluctant, and before escaping, Yang Xiaolin also said: "In order not to paint you as African girls in the future, I have to start working hard now." ”

This kind of obvious excuse, how could Zhang Xin'er and the others not hear it.

However, Yang Xiaolin showed such an attitude towards the tea ceremony, and Zhang Xin'er also knew that he couldn't force him to learn.

But I still felt unfair in my heart, so I had to find Liu Roubing to complain.

"Sister Roubing, I let him learn the tea ceremony, also for his good. ”

Zhang Xin'er continued to complain: "I was laughed at by Li Haihang just now, if I don't learn it, if I encounter a similar situation in the future, won't I be made fun of again." ”

Of course, Liu Roubing knew that Zhang Xin'er was for Xiaolin's good, but since Xiaolin didn't want to learn, of course she wouldn't help Xin'er force him.

In her opinion, Xiaolin is good enough, as for the tea ceremony and the like, it won't be not, what impact can it have.

"Since Xiaolin doesn't want to learn, don't force him. Liu Roubing persuaded Zhang Xin'er.

"Didn't you notice just now, Li Haihang laughed at him or not, Xiaolin didn't care at all. ”

Zhang Xin'er glanced at Yang Xiaolin again, and said secretly in her heart: He doesn't care, I care.

Although I always said that guy was rude and not gentlemanly.

But she said these words herself, nothing.

However, when she found that others, especially people like Li Haihang, looked down on and despised Yang Xiaolin, she felt very uncomfortable.

There is even a faint sense of anger.

Isn't it because you have a better background than him and a better living environment than him that you have the opportunity to come into contact with these things that he does not have the opportunity to come into contact with?

If you really want to compare, he is much better than you, why do you look down on him?

At those times, Xie Yuting would say to herself like this in her heart.

But she knows that there are many people like Li Haihang.

There are many such people among the people she knows.

Yang Xiaolin will inevitably meet them in the future, she doesn't want Yang Xiaolin to continue to be looked down upon.

But this is obviously wishful thinking, and the guy doesn't appreciate it at all.

Brewing a pot of tea in a huff, Zhang Xin'er said to Liu Roubing: "Sister Roubing, you call them over for tea." ”

"Lest anyone suspect that I have deceived him into doing things. ”

Liu Roubing pursed her lips and smiled, Xin'er and Xiaolin, a pair of enemies, are now in amusement mode.

Happy times always go by very quickly.

Before I knew it, it was four o'clock in the afternoon.

Xie Meimei's painting has also been completed.

This work, which she herself was very dissatisfied with, was highly praised by Yang Xiaolin and Xie Yuting.

Liu Roubing was also amazed, and even said that she couldn't imagine that Xie's mother could draw so well.

Among several people, only Zhang Xin'er from the Department of Fine Arts can see the flaws and deficiencies of this painting.

However, on this occasion, of course, Zhang Xiner will not point fingers to show her professionalism.

Xin'er must have seen that there were many mistakes in this painting. Xie Meimei didn't hide it at all, and said very bluntly.

Zhang Xin'er glanced at Yang Xiaolin: "Mother Xie must have been affected by someone's mood of painting, so there were some pen errors." ”

Yang Xiaolin and his colleagues laughed and left the 208 private room.

In the private room next door, Li Haihang and Jiang Chengtian listened to the movement outside.

Waiting for the footsteps to gradually move away, Li Haihang showed a somewhat disappointed look: "Let's go together." ”

Jiang Chengtian said with relief: "Li Shao, I don't think he can compare to you in any way." ”

After a long time, Miss Zhang can naturally see who is more suitable for her. ”

Li Haihang also showed a confident smile on his face, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

In addition to the teahouse, Yang Xiaolin and a few people were going to take the cable car down the mountain.

At this time, his mobile phone rang, and he took out his mobile phone to see that it was Fang Ruwen calling.

He grabbed his phone and stepped aside.

As soon as the phone rang, I heard Fang Ruwen say: "Xiaolin, where are you now? I haven't seen you for two days." ”

Since going out on Saturday morning, Yang Xiaolin has not returned to the dormitory this weekend.

However, in the eyes of the old side, there have been activities in the past two days, otherwise there would not have been no phone calls for two days.

"I'm in Foothills, and I'm here to see the autumn leaves today. Yang Xiaolin said.

"Are you in Lushan?" Fang Ruwen was surprised, and said with surprise: "Are you really in Lushan? Where are you in Lushan?"

Yang Xiaolin was quite puzzled, he didn't know that Fang Ruwen suddenly reacted so loudly when he heard him in Lushan.

"I'm halfway up the mountain and I'm getting ready to take the cable car down the mountain. Yang Xiaolin replied.

"We also came to Lushan today, and now we have reached the bottom of the mountain. Fang Ruwen said with a smile: "It's really fate." ”

Yang Xiaolin was very surprised and said, "You really came to Lushan too?"

"I'm with Zheng Yuan now, come down quickly, we'll wait for you." ”

"By the way, who are you here with?" Fang Ruwen's tone suddenly changed and became quite ambiguous: "You honestly confess, is it a beauty, or a group of beauties." ”

Yang Xiaolin rolled his eyes, the old man was so obscene, it was estimated that he wouldn't be able to change it for a while.

"There are Liu Xiaohua, Zhang Xin'er, and my students and her mother. Yang Xiaolin didn't hide it from him, and told several of his companions in one go.

"Zhang Xin'er, Liu Xiaohua, beautiful student ......" Yang Xiaolin seemed to hear Fang Ruwen's voice licking his lips.

"Xiaolin, you guys hurry down the mountain, Zheng Yuan and I are waiting at the cable car station at the foot of the mountain. ”

Hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaolin shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

More than ten minutes later, Yang Xiaolin and the others saw Fang Ruwen and Zheng Yuan at the foot of the mountain.

Fang Ruwen came up with a smile on his face to greet Zhang Xin'er and Liu Roubing, looked at the Xie family's mother and daughter, and then glanced at Yang Xiaolin and asked him to introduce it quickly.

Zheng Yuan heard that Xie Yuting was Yang Xiaolin's student, and Xie Meimei was actually Xie Yuting's mother, and an expression of surprise immediately appeared on his face.

"Xiaolin, can I take a group photo of you. Zheng Yuan suddenly proposed.

Yang Xiaolin noticed that Zheng Yuan had a digital camera hanging on his shoulder.

"Zheng Yuan, who are you?" Yang Xiaolin asked curiously.

Zheng Yuan took out the camera very preciously and said to Yang Xiaolin: "Xiaolin, this is a job I found." (To be continued.) )