"Mom, not what you think?" Before Feng Qiaoqiao's words were finished, Feng Qiaoqiao's mother had already turned around and left. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There seemed to be echoing in his ears what his mother had just said, the meaning of these words, as long as he was not a fool, he could hear what it meant, but Feng Qiaoqiao was not easy to explain about this matter.

Seeing that Feng Qiaoqiao's anxious eyes were a little red, Zhang Yang smiled bitterly, he didn't expect that just his casual action would make Feng Qiaoqiao's mother misunderstand.

In this era, girls still attach great importance to reputation, not to mention that their parents have misunderstood.

"I'll explain this matter to my uncle and aunt later, the more you explain at this time, the more it won't make sense, but it will only make them more determined." Since this incident was caused by Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang had no choice but to be responsible for it to the end.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault?" Feng Qiaoqiao didn't know if it was because she was a little annoyed by her mother just now, or if she deliberately coquettished Zhang Yang, holding a pink fist, and constantly beating Zhang Yang's chest lightly.

And Zhang Yang had no choice but to let Feng Qiaoqiao beat him in the chest, but he was a little funny in his heart, it was just a small matter, and it was over after he explained it clearly, but Feng Qiaoqiao made it as if he had lost his innocent reputation.

"Okay, I'll go out and explain it to Auntie." In desperation, Zhang Yang had no choice but to go out to explain the situation to Feng Qiaoqiao's mother.

"Don't, didn't you just say that when you go out and explain at this time, the more you explain, the easier it is for them to misunderstand?!" At this time, Feng Qiaoqiao's brain turned very fast, and he directly stopped Zhang Yang's body that turned around and was about to leave.

"That?" Zhang Yang at this moment, it is completely messy, this can't be explained, it can't be explained, and it's no wonder that the ancients felt that it was difficult to raise women and villains, which is indeed a wise saying.

"I'd better wait for me to explain it to them in person, you can stay here now." Feng Qiaoqiao glanced at Zhang Yang with some disgust.

Looking at Feng Qiaoqiao's somewhat amorous appearance, this made Zhang Yang slightly stunned, although after being reborn, he told him in his heart not to be contaminated with emotional things; And Zhang Yang also understands that if one day in the future, he really leaves this world, then once he leaves the love at that time, it will be a little unreasonable; So the best thing to do is not to touch the emotional thing.

It's just that now Feng Qiaoqiao said so, Zhang Yang had no choice but to stay in the room, Feng Qiaoqiao wrote for a while, his eyes moved, turned to the drawing board, and while starting to paint, he said to Zhang Yang: "Zhang Yang, aren't you very capable, then you can tell me, what's wrong with my painting?"

Zhang Yang didn't understand that Feng Qiaoqiao was deliberately making things difficult for him, thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart, Feng Qiaoqiao's appearance was really a little childish.

However, Zhang Yang didn't care, but came to Feng Qiaoqiao's side, and looked at the landscape painting in front of Feng Qiaoqiao seriously.

Feng Qiaoqiao painted a small river and some houses next to it, which has the feeling of a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, although the creativity is very good, but it lacks a sense of heaviness.

"I'll fix it for you." This time, Zhang Yang didn't dare to teach Feng Qiaoqiao to draw in person, and said directly to Feng Qiaoqiao.

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, Feng Qiaoqiao was slightly stunned, she was angry just now, and deliberately embarrassed Zhang Yang, although in her opinion, Zhang Yang is indeed a genius, but a genius's time and energy are also limited, and it is impossible for everything to be at the master level.

However, Zhang Yang's words just now were full of confidence, as if Zhang Yang was really a master, for this painting, Feng Qiaoqiao had been painting for several days, and he was very satisfied, but now Zhang Yang actually proposed to modify her words, how could this convince Feng Qiaoqiao, so he simply handed the brush to Zhang Yang.

I don't know if Zhang Yang deliberately didn't notice Feng Qiaoqiao's unhappiness or didn't find it, after taking the brush handed over by Feng Qiaoqiao, Zhang Yang groaned for a while, then directly picked up the paintbrush and quickly waved it on Feng Qiaoqiao's painting of a small town in the south of the Yangtze River.

In just ten minutes or so, Feng Qiaoqiao saw that every stroke of Zhang Yang's painting, the feeling of this painting was different, and after Zhang Yang was completely completed, Feng Qiaoqiao found that her painting before was beautiful, but now after being modified by Zhang Yang, it is a painting with a story, with a long meaning.

Of course, when painting, first of all, before starting the brush, you need to consider not only the beauty of a painting, but also what you need to express after you paint this painting.

Take your painting as an example, although the previous landscape painting is still very beautiful, aside from the sense of heaviness, it is just a beautiful scenery, there is no subject that can be highlighted, and there is no artistic conception, but if you are next to this small river, add a few simple people washing clothes, or a few children playing next to it, in this way, this painting is more vivid? After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he found that Feng Qiaoqiao was looking at him like a monster, which made Zhang Yang slightly uncomfortable.

"Zhang Yang, I really want to know, how did you learn these things?" After a long while, Feng Qiaoqiao looked at him a little strangely and wondered.

That pair of eyes seemed to want to see through Zhang Yang completely, but for Feng Qiaoqiao's question, Zhang Yang just shook his head and couldn't answer.

Could it be that he told Feng Qiaoqiao that these things are all in my memory, and I have never studied them at all in my life? Obviously, with this answer, it is estimated that Feng Qiaoqiao will treat him as a madman.

"Okay, it's not too early, I'll go out and explain to your parents a brief explanation of what happened before, and then I have to go home, if I don't go back, it'll be dark." Zhang Yang raised his head and glanced at the already dusk sky outside the window, and directly got up and said goodbye to Feng Qiaoqiao.

Looking at Zhang Yang's back gradually moving away, at this moment, Feng Qiaoqiao's heart suddenly rose a sense of loss, this feeling, it's just that she still doesn't understand what it is, but she instinctively feels that when she is with Zhang Yang, she will feel unprecedented peace of mind and happiness, it seems that everything, as long as Zhang Yang exists, then all this is not a problem.

"Uncle and aunt, what happened just now was that I had some problems with the handwriting of the coincidental brush, so I just?" Zhang Yang didn't know Feng Qiaoqiao's thoughts, and he was not interested in guessing, so after he left Feng Qiaoqiao's boudoir, he saw Feng Zhongguo and his wife sitting in the outside room, drinking tea leisurely.

Regarding Zhang Yang's explanation, the second elder just smiled slightly, and did not say anything in this matter, but Feng Zhongguo said to Zhang Yang with some surprise: "Zhang Yang, it's so late now, or I'll ask someone to report to your parents, stay at our house tonight, after all, you have done our family a great favor this time." ”

Zhang Yang can also hear the meaning of Feng Zhongguo's words very clearly, but if he really wants him to stay overnight, Zhang Yang is really not used to it.

"No, if I don't go home, my parents will worry about me, after all, I'm so old that I haven't stayed out yet." Zhang Yang apologized and politely refused.

Feng Zhongguo knew that Zhang Yang was a very assertive person, so after getting Zhang Yang's answer, he didn't persuade him again, and asked Zhang Yang to be careful on the road, and by the way, he let his previous bodyguard escort Zhang Yang home.

For such a treatment, it was somewhat beyond Zhang Yang's expectations, but Feng Zhongguo insisted on this, and Zhang Yang was not easy to refuse.

After Zhang Yang left, Feng Zhongguo looked at his wife seriously and asked, "What do you think of this young man?" ”

"Not humble or arrogant, young and promising, versatile, but not proud, indeed a genius!" Feng Qiaoqiao's mother at this moment, there was a bit of wisdom in her eyes, and her motherly appearance before was completely two changes; Obviously, Feng Qiaoqiao's mother is probably not a simple person.

"I think so too, it's rare that our husband and wife actually want to go together, but I feel that if this kid is in business or politics in the future, he will definitely be a big man, but he is a little indifferent by nature, this kind of character is sometimes a good thing." Feng Zhongguo teased his wife first, and then said with some emotion.

"Then what do you think of Zhang Yang and our family?" Feng Qiaoqiao's mother looked at her husband with some concern.

In this regard, Feng Zhongguo also smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said slowly: "Such a genius is not something that our family can control, it's just this kind of thing, I don't object to it, but I don't support it, let it be, there are some things, even if we block it, it may not be useful?"

Feng Zhongguo saw this matter very openly, and after a brief conversation with his wife for a while, he stepped directly into Feng Qiaoqiao's room.

Feng Zhongguo, who had just walked into Feng Qiaoqiao's room, saw that his daughter was standing in front of a picture and looked at the painting in a daze, Feng Zhongguo had seen this painting when he came back before, and now this painting has not only changed in style, but also has become more meaningful, Feng Zhongguo knows that this is definitely not her daughter's handiwork.

"The font reveals a bit of domineering at the same time, but also with a bit of tactfulness, very delicate, and strong strokes; But the painting style is meticulous, and until now, I can't see through this publicity. Feng Zhongguo carefully looked at some of the brush words left by Zhang Yang before and the painting in front of Feng Qiaoqiao, and said with some emotion.

It's just that he said this, but I don't know if he deliberately said it to Feng Qiaoqiao, but after Feng Qiaoqiao found out that his father came in, when he remembered that Zhang Yang had taught her to write calligraphy hand in hand, Feng Qiaoqiao's face turned slightly red, like a child who had done something wrong.

After Zhang Yang returned home, he briefly explained the situation of Feng Qiaoqiao's family to the second elder, but Zhang Yang did not tell the second elder what Feng Zhongguo's specific identity was.

For this matter, the second elder couldn't help but sigh, he didn't expect that a classmate in the same class as their son turned out to be a relative of Lao Xiucai, although they were also a little curious about what Lao Xiucai's identity was, but this kind of thing that had nothing to do with their family, after one night, the second elder completely forgot about it.

Yesterday evening, Zhang Yang had already promised Feng Zhongguo to go with Feng Qiaoqiao to see Lao Xiucai today, and Zhang Yang naturally had no opinion on this matter.

In the morning, after waiting for the second elder to finish breakfast and go to work on the affairs of the engineering team, Zhang Yang went to exercise his body, and then returned home to eat breakfast alone.

When Zhang Yang had just finished breakfast, Feng Qiaoqiao and the bodyguard who escorted him back yesterday came to Zhang Yang's door together.

"Well, you wait for me, I'll pack up and go to the mountain with you." After Zhang Yang nodded to Feng Qiaoqiao, who was standing at the door, he was busy cleaning up the house.

After Feng Qiaoqiao looked at Zhang Yang's somewhat dilapidated house, her curiosity in her heart was even greater, and she was a little surprised by Zhang Yang's calligraphy and painting level yesterday.

It's just that these things, the former is fine, while the latter requires a lot of tools, and these tools are not something that an ordinary rural family can afford.

It's just that Feng Qiaoqiao didn't ask much about this matter, just put the doubts in his heart, and after Zhang Yang cleaned the house, the two walked towards the mountain together.

"Now that school has started, it's spring, and the temperature on the mountain is a little better, but in winter, the road is very slippery, and the temperature on the mountain is very low." While Zhang Yang took Feng Qiaoqiao towards the mountain, he said these seemingly ordinary words to Feng Qiaoqiao.

And Feng Qiaoqiao listened to Zhang Yang's words, her eyes were a little red, although her relationship with Lao Xiucai was not very good, and there was no memory at all, but this was her relative after all, a lonely old man who had lived alone on this mountain for more than ten years, how much loneliness and loneliness should he have to endure?

"By the way, Zhang Yang, how did you meet my grandfather? Well? I? I heard my dad say that my grandfather doesn't have a good temper and doesn't accept other people's things easily, so?" Feng Qiaoqiao was sad for a while, then collected her emotions and said to Zhang Yang with her eyes wide open.