After spending what should have been a pleasant afternoon at Wang Yang's house, Zhong Kui looked at the time and found that it was not early, so he stood up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Do you want to go?" Wang Yang saw what Zhong Kui meant and asked.

"yes, I still have to go to the gallery, that guy Momo, he won't find me after a while, he should be worried again." Zhong Kui touched Yu'er's head and smiled, "What does Yu'er want to eat, next time my sister comes, I will bring it to you." ”“

"Really?" The fish looked at Zhong Kui happily, "The fish want to eat the fish." ”

"Okay, then you obediently listen to Brother Wang Yang's words, you know?" Zhong Kui's answer made the fish happy, and Zhong Kui nodded quickly when he said anything, "But if you see him stealing, don't follow him, and tell my sister, you know?" ”

The fish didn't understand what Zhongkui meant, and nodded stupidly.

"I'll send you." Wang Yang struggled to stand up, and the fish hurriedly supported him.

"I'll just go by myself, you have injuries on your body, just lie down." Zhong Kui glanced at Wang Yang, who was gritting his teeth, and said softly.

"It's fine." Wang Yang shook his head: "It's not safe for you to walk as a girl here in the afternoon." ”

couldn't resist Wang Yang, Zhong Kui had to wait for Wang Yang to put on his coat, and then walk out of the gate together.

The early autumn in the afternoon is slightly cool, and the autumn wind blows, with a chill.

"Put your coat on, don't freeze." Wang Yang put his coat on Zhong Kui's body without a trace.

"Thank you." Zhong Kui tightened his clothes and glanced at Wang Yang, who was injured and still very thin, "Did the doctor say how long it will take to get better?" ”

"A month or two." Wang Yang looked into the distance, his eyes curved into a beautiful arc, "But I am strong and strong, and I can return to my old business in less than a month." ”

"Didn't you say you would wash your hands later?" Zhong Kui looked at Wang Yang and said seriously.

"Okay, then I'll stop it." Wang Yang turned his head to look at Zhong Kui and smiled, "Listen to you." ”

"What do you mean by listening to me, it's obviously for your own future." Nakakui pinched the fish's face, "Isn't it, fish." ”

"Well, Sister Xiaokui is right." The fish don't know if they heard it or not, as long as what Zhongkui says now, it's all right!

"Alright, let's send it here." Zhong Kui came to the intersection, turned around and said to Wang Yang.

"Yes." Wang Yang nodded, "You go, I'll watch." ”

"Yu'er, my sister is gone, I'll come to see you next time." Nakakui smiled and watched the bus stop in front of him. "I'm going up, let's go back."

"Goodbye, little Aoi." The fish waved happily behind them.

The bus slowly turns on and slowly moves towards the next stop.

"His clothes." Looking at the coat on his body, Zhong Kui suddenly saw that Wang Yang's figure was getting smaller and smaller, Zhong Kui sat down, "Forget it, return it to him next time." Zhong Kui touched the black coat on his body, and there was a faint scent of soap.

"Brother Wang Yang, let's go, Sister Xiaokui's car is far away." The fish pulled and still looked at the ocean in the distance, and whispered.

"Yes, okay." Wang Yang touched the soft hair of the fish, turned around, but froze here.

In front, there was a group of people standing, smoking cigarettes and looking at Wang Yang.

"What's wrong, Brother Wang Yang?" The fish looked at Wang Yang with a questioning face.

"Yu'er, listen to my brother, you go home first." Wang Yang squatted in front of the fish and said with a smile.

"Brother Wang Yang, won't you go back with me?" Yu'er was still thinking about the injuries on Wang Yang's body, and asked innocently.

"Brother will go back in a while, you go back first, wait for my brother, obedient." Yu'er nodded, looked at the group of fierce and vicious people in front of him, and walked over with some fear, Yu'er still has a psychological shadow for such people.

"Brother Cheng, you came to me specifically, what is the so-called matter?"

"Boss, give me a box of fruit candy." Zhongkui was in the store, and finally found the box of fruit candy after looking at it for a long time, and Luo Mo had a habit of eating fruit candy when he was not inspired, and looked at the colorful fruit candy in the iron box, like a rainbow and white clouds in it, which was very cute.

There are not many people in the gallery today, Zhong Kui bypassed the hall and found that many new paintings have been added to the gallery, including those of Master Ma Rufeng, some unknown ones, and one of them, which are of Zhu Mo.

"Sister, you're here." The door of the studio was gently pushed open, and Lu Mo was painting quietly alone, when he heard the voice, he put down his paintbrush, turned around and saw Zhong Kui smiling, revealing two tiger teeth.

"yes, here you go." Zhong Kui put the fruit candy in Luo Mo's hand, "What about Master Ma Rufeng, Ma Liang is not here, you are here alone?" Zhong Kui went around the gallery, and in addition to the management and guests of the gallery, there was only one person here.

"The teacher is going to attend an exchange meeting today, Ma Liang was still there just now, and now I don't know where to go, I should go out." Luo Mo took the fruit candy, opened it with a smile, took out the fruit candy, and first picked a mango-flavored one that Zhong Kui likes to eat and handed it to Zhong Kui.

"He's so busy and alone, why is he staying in the gallery all the time." Zhong Kui smiled and lowered his head and put his hand on the shoulder of Sakamo.

This painting of Luo Mo only paints the background, and the central area is still blank, but although it is only the edge, it can already be seen that the ink is attentive, every stroke, every layer of paint, is carefully painted by himself, which is enough to see the intention of the ink on this painting.

"What are you going to paint, you've been here for a few days, and you've only been painting so much, is it that a painter has to paint a painting for so long?" Nakakui asked curiously.

"I can't say it yet." Luo Mo smiled, "Because this painting is very important, it is necessary to paint it very carefully." ”

"Then I'll wait and see, I'll be the first to see it when I'm done." Just when the two of them were looking at the painting and laughing, the door of the studio was opened, and Ma Liang walked in with food, and saw Zhong Kui and Luo Mo chatting happily.

"When did you come?" Ma Liang smiled and looked at the two of them.

"Just here, you're going to buy something to eat." Zhong Kui looked at the variety of food in Ma Liang's hands, "so hearty." ”

"Yes, thinking that your brother is here, I can't go hungry." Ma Liang smiled and put the food on the table, "Come over and eat a piece." ”

"Then you're welcome." Zhong Kui touched his stomach, he was indeed hungry, and he forgot to eat while patronizing and talking, "Don't draw yet, let's eat." Zhong Kui pulled Luo Mo to stand up and walked to the table.

"Whose clothes are you?" Ma Liang looked at the black baseball uniform next to the table, as if it was not Momo.

"A friend of mine, he was injured, I went to visit him today, and then came out and found that something had changed, so I came back in his clothes." Zhong Kui smiled, not seeing that there was something strange in Mo Mo's expression.

"Sit down." Gentleman Ma Liang pulled out the chair for Zhong Kui, and naturally pulled out the chair for Jongmo.

"I've sent the schedule to my mailbox, and there will be rehearsals starting next week, so I'll have a good look at the schedule." Ma Liang took out the printed program schedule from his schoolbag and handed it to Zhong Kui.

"Thank you." Zhong Kui put down the porridge in his hand and took over the schedule, "There are so many programs, when do you have to perform." ”

"There should be another batch of brushes." Ma Liang looked at Luo Mo, "Don't you report a program, the most popular among this year's freshmen should be you." ”

"Can't sing." Luo Mo glanced at the baseball uniform and said softly.

"No, I think your voice is not bad, if you are not a painter, in fact, a singer is also good." Ma Liang smiled.

"Don't mislead our family." Zhong Kui ate with his mouth, and his speech was a little slurred, "It's good to be in the ink, but it's not good to sing." ”

"Can I still sign up now?"

"The show has not been reported yet, so it's okay."

"I want to sign up."

"What are you going to perform?"

"Sing."