"Come, Yelan, look at the bracelet I made!" As he spoke, Lin Jianyan put the bracelet bent into the willow branch in his hand on Yelan's wrist, and then took Yelan's hand and raised it high to the sky, and the sleeves of his shirt slid down his arms gently, revealing two arms like tender lotus roots.

"You see I have one too, this is our sister bracelet, isn't it beautiful?"

The clear blue sky reflects the two dark green bracelets on the snow-white wrists, which are fresh and pure, and they are very beautiful.

In fact, if you can open your heart and be friends with Lin Jianyan, you should also be infected by her and become simple and happy.

"It's beautiful!"

"Hehe, if you like it!"

Lin Jianyan smiled happily, and then, his hand slowly fell from the sky, pointed to a drum tower in the distance on the shore of the lake, and said, "Yelan, Kurong Hospital should be behind there, No. 44, Nanluoguxiang, hidden in the alley, it is difficult for ordinary people to find it!" I'm not amazing! ”

Gu Yelan couldn't wait to rush over immediately, lifted her skirt and stepped up the steps to run over there.

As soon as he turned around, he almost hit the body of the person who came, and he was startled and retreated again and again.

"Lin Feng!"

Lin Jianyan slapped Lin Feng's body with a palm, "Are you a ghost?" Why are you so scary every day! ”

"I said, Gu Da Beauty, where are you going?"

Lin Feng looked at Gu Yelan and raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Gu Yelan lowered her head and replied, "I'll walk everywhere!" ”

"Lin Feng! Are you polite or not! You have to tell Sister Gu to know! ”

Lin Jianyan reached out and twisted Lin Feng's ear, dragging him away from Gu Yelan.

"Eh!"

Lin Feng tore Lin Jianyan's hand away from his ear, "I said, Mrs. Lin, can't you be gentle?" All day long, you will know to use force against your brother! This is the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other! ”

"You're my brother, okay! I don't want to talk nonsense with you, so I apologize to Sister Gu! ”

"Apologize? What apologies? Could it be that I said that she was wrong? ”

"You ......"

Lin Feng narrowed his amber peach blossom eyes slightly, and his fair side face hooked up a bright smile: "Gu Zimo is here." ”

Yelan turned around and didn't step on the steps, and fell into Gu Zimo's arms, Gu Zimo firmly held Yelan's arm, and said softly: "Yelan, it's okay." ”

Yelan raised her head, and her concerned eyes shone over, and Yelan nodded slightly, which was considered an answer.

"Don't move around, I'll be worried if I can't find you."

"Brother! The scenery on the other side seems to be better, can we put the sketchboard on the other side? ”

Gu Zimo looked into the distance, saw the corner of the eaves of the drum tower, and frowned slightly: "This ...... Yelan, let's sketch nearby, and you might as well go home early to rest after finishing your painting early. ”

Yelan grabbed Gu Zimo's clothes, bit her lower lip, her eyes began to flicker little by little, and she said aggrievedly: "But...... It's hard for me to come up with such a ...... Brother...... Let's go to the other side, shall we? ”

Yelan looked at Gu Zimo's expression and was still a little hesitant, sighed softly, and then said: "That's it, that's it, forget it if you don't go, anyway, I've been locked up for so long, it's better to go back early, it's better to go back now!" ”

With that, he walked up the steps.

"Brother Gu, you see, Yelan is a little unhappy, she is not in good health, if she is angry......"

Lin Jianyan gave Gu Zimo a look.

Gu Zimo hurriedly rushed up the steps and grabbed Gu Yelan: "Okay, okay, let's go to the other side." You just can't run around anymore, you know? ”

"Got it! Thank you, brother! ”

Twenty-four drawing boards were set up on the shore of the lake, and after each person found a suitable angle, he sat down at random and began to create.

In order to allow students to collect enough and good materials, according to the law, Linyuan copying is an indispensable lesson in the art course.

The sun is setting in the west, time is slowing down, painting is getting better, and the air is quieting little by little.

"Sand, sand, sand."

"Sand, sand, sand."

…… Why is this voice so familiar?

It's not the usual conversation between pen and paper, but the night fragrance Mulan that night!