The young man's whole person was in a state of confusion, and he couldn't understand what Lin An said at all. The only thing he can understand www.biquge.info is that he knows that Lin An's works are very good, and they are much better works than his own.

I'm going to lose.

Boris only had this one sentence in his head.

Lin An doesn't care about Boris's emotions, and when there is a design task to do, Lin An can abandon everything and complete his own work. Of course, Boris behind Lin An is no longer in her consideration.

The boy left the room while Lin An'an was engrossed in the design drawings.

When there is something to be busy, the days pass quite quickly, and the day of delivery is coming in the blink of an eye. Lin An's subsequent creative process was quite smooth, and within at least a week, Lin An completed his work.

Signing his name in the lower right corner, Lin An took the design from the easel and received it on the table. On Lin An's desk, there are not only his own design drawings, but also the design drawings of other people in the class. Because Lin An is Bernard's assistant coach, everyone's homework is naturally in Lin An's hands.

After finishing all the homework, Lin An moved everyone's blueprints to Bernard's office, and then left. In a hurry, Lin An didn't have a good rest.

The fountain that made her feel happy last time, Lin An still wanted to see it once.

When Lin An arrived at the central square, the square was still lively. The students who came and went did not disturb the pigeons foraging on the ground, and there were even many students who squatted on the ground and fed the pigeons the private chats they brought.

Lin An's goal is the fountain.

Bypassing the students who teased the pigeons, Lin An successfully sat on the edge of the fountain. The mist stirred up by the fountain wrapped around Lin An, as if he had entered a fairyland without restraint.

Bernard is right, life must always be enjoyed.

"Lin An." A deep and elegant male voice, with surprise and uncertainty.

Lin An turned his head when he heard the sound, and a piece of gold came into view. Lin An still has an impression that he is the young man who painted Lin An by the fountain.

"My name is Leo." The young man introduced himself enthusiastically, and then handed over something.

"What is this?" Lin An was puzzled.

"There's an unwritten custom in the central square that anyone who comes here has the responsibility to take care of the pigeons." Leo was wearing a black trench coat, and his long blond hair was tied up at the back of his neck and fell to his left chest.

"Last time, I saw that you didn't bring feed, and I knew you didn't know about it, so this time I brought an extra one."

Only then did Lin An understand why he had seen so many students squatting on the ground to feed the pigeons along the way. It turned out that it was all forced.

Taking the feed handed over by Leo, Lin An gently thanked him. I found a place where there were few people, followed the example of others, squatted on the ground, and waited for the pigeon to take the bait.

The good mood suddenly disappeared halfway.

Leo did not crouch on the ground without an image, he still stood by the fountain, with a few pieces of feed in his hand, and after a while, a pigeon flew into his hand and pecked his head.

Lin An tilted his head and looked at the young man, the people who fed the pigeons around, which one didn't squat on the ground and coax again and again to touch the pigeon feathers, this person actually stood at random, and there were pigeons on the bait?

Then, Lin An discovered something even more sad and infuriating. Before she could feed the pigeons, there were already pigeons that had stopped on the young man's shoulders and smoothed their hair!

As if seeing Lin An's slightly sad and angry gaze, the young man walked to Lin An's side with his shoulders and the pigeon in his hand and squatted down. Stretched out his hand and handed the pigeon in his hand to Lin An.

The little pigeon saw the feed in Lin An's hand and hesitated for a moment, before reluctantly jumping into Lin An's hand and pecking with his head down.

"These pigeons really listen to you." Lin An sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Of course, I've been in school for four years, and I've been feeding them in Central Park for four years." Leo replied with a smile: "I think this park is the most artistic place in the whole school. Every time I come here, I always get inspired to draw what I want to draw. ”

"You're a painter?"

"I'm just learning to draw." The young man said modestly. "The last time I saw you reaching out to the fountain, I thought it was a very beautiful scene, so I drew it, don't you mind."

"Don't mind. I wouldn't keep it that long if I minded. Lin An shook his head.

The long black hair brushed the pigeon in his hand, and the little thing raised his foot and scratched it twice, but it wrapped Lin An's hair around his tiny legs. The little thing was stunned, and then struggled desperately. In an instant, Lin An's hair was wrapped all over the pigeon's legs.

"It seems that this little guy has a lot to do with you." Leo burst out laughing.

Lin An finally grabbed the pigeon, and was about to save the little pigeon from his hair, when he heard Leo's laughter, the whole person was not good.

"Aren't you worried about me hurting it?" Lin An finally tied a strand of hair, and asked angrily.

"You can see that you are a gentle person." Leo wasn't worried.

Lin An fixed the pigeon with one hand, and the speed of untying the hair with only one hand was definitely not fast. The two of them have been squatting for a long time, and their legs are numb. Leo laughed for a long time and suddenly stretched out his hand, and Lin An was startled.

"Don't worry, I'm not Boris, and I won't say that you like me every day." Lin An's dodging action Leo saw it in his eyes, and explained with a smile: "You are too slow to untie one hand, and you may not be able to untie it at night." ”

As it turned out, Leo was right. Even with Leo's help, the pigeon managed to free Lin An's hair, and the sun was half set.

After being relieved, Lin An grabbed his hair and pulled it to the back of his head. I don't want to make such a mess anymore, it's too embarrassing.

Leo watched Lin An's movements with a smile, and then pulled something from his hair and handed it to Lin An. "Here you go."

"What?" Lin An asked reflexively, and then saw that there was a leather ring lying on the slender finger in front of him.

"Your hair is so long, you'd better tie it up when you come here." Leo explained. "The little guy here doesn't care if your hair is long or short, if you play crazy, no matter how good your hair is, it can make a mess."

The young man on the opposite side was still smiling elegantly. The long hair was freed from the leather ring, casually draped over the shoulders, the breeze blew slowly, and the golden gentle eyes could be seen from time to time between the golden bangs.

"Thank you." Lin An thanked him, reached out to take the leather ring, and tied it to his hair.

is the same as Leo just now, Leo is handsome and compelling, while Lin An is gentle and graceful.

"I invite you to dinner, for our wonderful encounter with the little pigeon." The elegant young man bent down and stretched out his hand to point in the direction: "Dear Miss Lin An." ”