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The first to speak to comfort Yang Xiaolin was actually Xie Yuting.

To explain the reason, Xie Yuting is not only incomparable with her mother, but also has a big gap with Liu Roubing and Zhang Xin'er.

It's just that Xie Meimei, Liu Roubing, and Zhang Xin'er think more.

They didn't know how to Yang Xiaolin, or the best way to do it, was not to comfort him.

They were even more worried that if they accidentally said the wrong thing, it would make Yang Xiaolin even more uncomfortable.

Therefore, at this time, Xie Yuting's simplicity and lack of understanding of the world have become her advantage.

She didn't have to worry about opening her mouth to comfort Yang Xiaolin, whether it would make him feel inferior.

All she knew was that he must be uncomfortable and needed someone to comfort him.

Yang Xiaolin shrugged his shoulders very freely: "There is nothing in the first place, and there is nothing sad to talk about." ”

Yang Xiaolin opened his mouth, and the smile on his face came alive again.

The atmosphere of the private room was immediately relieved from the depression and solidification just now.

"What is meant by nothing. Xie Yuting said dissatisfiedly.

Yang Xiaolin was slightly stunned, didn't this little girl want to comfort herself? Why does it look like she is going to teach herself a lesson.

Xie Meimei immediately glanced at her daughter, it was a scar in Teacher Xiao Yang's heart, don't mention it again.

I heard that Xie Yuting actually showed a look of hatred for iron and steel.

"You don't have a good talent for drawing, can't you draw?"

"I don't think so, mainly because you lack a good painting teacher. ”

Xie Yuting said and walked up to her mother and put her arm around her: "My mother is not only good at drawing, but also a good art teacher." ”

"I've been taught to draw since I was a child, and although my painting can't be compared to my mother's, it's definitely much better than you. ”

When the girls heard this, they looked at Xie Yuting and were a little surprised.

They all thought that Xie Yuting asked Yang Xiaolin not to be sad because he had been an orphan since he was a child.

However, after listening to her words, I realized that Xie Yuting was originally comforting him for his sad talent in painting, as well as the gloomy history of painting before.

This is much more effective than directly comforting Yang Xiaolin.

The girls couldn't help but look at Xie Yuting with admiration, and Liu Roubing and Zhang Xin'er were even more envious of Yang Xiaolin, who had such a good student who was considerate.

Yang Xiaolin looked at Xie Yuting's tense face, smiled very sincerely, and was very relieved.

This girl who doesn't like to study well, likes to fight against teachers, and creates some trouble from time to time, but also knows how to comfort people.

"But my talent for drawing is much worse than yours, teacher. Yang Xiaolin spread his hands a little helplessly: "This is something that can't be helped." ”

If at other times, Xie Yuting heard Yang Xiaolin take the initiative to admit that she was not as good as her, she would definitely be so happy.

But now, she shook her head very seriously: "You are an excuse for not wanting to learn." ”

"I'm so stupid, I can learn well, how can you be worse than me. ”

"You must be better than me, aren't you, or how would you be my teacher? ”

This is the first time that Yang Xiaolin admits that in some aspects, he is not as good as his student.

It was also the first time that Xie Yuting admitted that she was stupid in front of Yang Xiaolin.

"Mom, you can definitely teach him well, right?" Xie Yuting turned her head to look at her mother.

Feeling Xie Meimei's encouraging and expectant gaze, Yang Xiaolin felt that his head was extremely big.

He really doesn't have any talent for painting, but at this time, Xie Yuting and Xie Meimei's kindness is not easy to refuse.

"Xiaolin, your sister Roubing also has confidence in you. Liu Roubing also encouraged Yang Xiaolin loudly.

She has been silently guilty, why did she have an extra sentence just now, and asked Xiaolin's parents, which made Xiaolin sad.

Fortunately, Xiaolin has an open-minded personality and quickly adjusted his mood.

Seeing Xiao Lin talk about the bitter and helpless expression when he painted when he was a child, he should have liked painting very much.

It's a pity that I lack a little talent, and I didn't meet a good teacher, so I had to give up my hobby of painting early.

Now it's time to encourage him to get back to his hobby.

Look at Xiaolin now, in addition to going to school, he just goes out to work to make money, so life is too tiring and boring.

Yang Xiaolin was bitter in his heart, he really didn't have much hobby for painting or something, and his talent was very poor.

"What are you worried about. Zhang Xin'er also spoke: "Are you reluctant to buy brushes and paper?"

"I'll just provide it to you. Zhang Xin'er pointed to herself: "Don't forget, I'm a student of the art department, and I have a lot of quality brushes, anyway, I can't use them up, so it's better to use them for you than to lose them." ”

What are these girls doing? Are you pushing yourself to become painters?

But in the face of a few pairs of expectant eyes, Yang Xiaolin really couldn't bear to refuse so directly.

Everyone has something to look forward to the most.

Some people love money, and some people have no resistance to food.

For Yang Xiaolin, it is the care and concern given to him by others.

Probably because he has lacked something since he was a child, he has been particularly eager for something, and what he has lacked most since he was a child is soft, warm care.

It's just that he really doesn't want to learn anything to draw, so he can only refuse their kindness in a tactful way.

"Sister Roubing, aren't you afraid that I will also paint you as Africans in the future?" Yang Xiaolin's gaze swept over the women.

To learn to draw, of course, models are indispensable.

These people are now persuaded to learn to paint, and when the time comes, they will find them to be models, and they are always embarrassed to refuse.

Think of the little girl in the mountain village who was drawn as an African girl by her when she was a child and cried for a day.

Do you want to be in the same situation as her?

It's a risk of leaving behind the worst image of your life.

For a woman who loves beauty and is already very beautiful, this price is not small.

Xie Yuting pursed her lips and said, "I'm not afraid, it's a big deal that I will also paint you as an African uncle, and I won't suffer anyway." ”

Zhang Xin'er raised her eyebrows: "If you paint like that, others won't recognize me." ”

Liu Roubing smiled softly at him: "It doesn't matter if you draw Sister Roubing as an alien woman." I believe that Xiaolin, after your hard work, will definitely be able to paint me beautifully in the end. ”

The last to speak was Xie Meimei.

"Teacher Xiao Yang, don't you have so much confidence in me, an art teacher?"

"As long as you give me a month and you follow me for half a day a week, I can guarantee that your painting level will improve dramatically. ”

Listen to what she means, Yang Xiaolin, a student, she has also accepted it.

When the girls said this, it meant that they were all willing to give him a model as a "soul painter", what else could he say.

But in the end, he still wanted to struggle.

"I have to make it clear up front that I can't afford to pay for my painting class. ”

The girls all showed extremely contemptuous eyes, as if they were saying to Yang Xiaolin: Your reason is too weak.

Xie Meimei smiled faintly: "I have to delay Mr. Xiao Yang's time for half a day every week, and I can't help it, where can I still charge tuition." ”

"And in that half a day, you didn't just teach Teacher Xiao Yang, you were alone, Yuting would also follow along. ”

Xie Yuting immediately shouted bitterly on the side: "Ah, I have to learn too?"

Xie Meimei glared at her daughter: "Yuting, you are making an excuse that you haven't studied for a while, and this time I can't let you be lazy." ”

Xie Yuting frowned, and said to Yang Xiaolin very depressedly: "I was pulled into the water by you." ”

Yang Xiaolin said angrily: "You are embarrassed to say, it is not that you said that I should learn to paint from Aunt Xie, you are self-inflicted, you know it." ”

"Hey, do you have a little conscience, I saw that you didn't have a chance to learn to paint well when you were a child, so I pity you, so I proposed to let you learn from your mother. ”

Yang Xiaolin rolled his eyes: "Who doesn't know your little bit of caution, it's not that you listen to my poor talent in painting, you just want to take advantage of the danger of others, use me to find a flaw, and compare me." ”

Xie Yuting jumped up angrily: "You...... I don't know what to do, it's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin, and I don't know the hearts of good people. ”

Seeing Yang Xiaolin and Xie Yuting laughing there, Xie Meimei, Liu Roubing, and Zhang Xin'er all laughed.

The whole private room was filled with a warm atmosphere, and the embarrassment, heartache, and sadness just now...... It's all gone, and there's no trace of it.

"Oh, the water is cold, and it has to be boiled again. Zhang Xin'er suddenly shouted.

I was attracted by the story of Yang Xiaolin's painting just now, and then I paid attention to his emotions and moods, but I forgot about making tea.

"Alright, it's time to boil the water again. Zhang Xin'er glanced at Yang Xiaolin angrily.

Yang Xiaolin shrugged his shoulders very innocently: "I'll let you reheat the water at most, the tea won't taste good for a while, don't blame me." ”

Zhang Xin'er raised her eyebrows and said unreasonably: "Of course I blame you." ”

"The most important thing in making tea is mood and rhythm, and now you have destroyed both of them. ”

"If the tea brewed doesn't taste as good as Jiang Chengtian, the responsibility is on you. ”

Yang Xiaolin looked at Zhang Xin'er dumbfounded, when did Miss Zhang learn to play so blatantly.

He turned his head to look at Xie Yuting again, could it be that he learned from his favorite student?

The corners of Zhang Xin'er's mouth were slightly hooked, with a little pride.

What is her level of tea ceremony, she knows that compared with Jiang Chengtian, the gap is not small.

I was angry with Yang Xiaolin just now, and if I wanted to make a pot of tea and compete with Jiang Chengtian, I was actually bound to lose.

In front of the Xie family's mother and daughter and Sister Rou Bing, admit that you lost to him again in front of that guy, how can you do it.

So, in the end, she must have ended up with her not admitting defeat.

But then you will inevitably be teased by Yang Xiaolin's guy.

She felt very uncomfortable at the thought of the hateful smile on that guy's face, and two more words of "it's okay" and "okay, the tea you made is better, okay".

Now it's okay, let's put the blame directly on that guy first, so as not to find a way not to admit defeat after drinking tea.

Of course, everyone in the private room can see her cheating.

But everyone thought it was a joke, and naturally no one said it. (To be continued.) )