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After getting up in the morning, he ate a bowl of tofu brain and two pancakes at a breakfast restaurant near the dormitory, and Ye Zhiran bought two newspapers, which was his habit. When he turned to the second page and saw some articles commemorating China's early revolution, he remembered that today was the anniversary of the death of the founding leader, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad. In the long river of history, everyone's life is short, and the same is true of great people.

It has only been more than two years since I left the provincial capital, but it has changed a lot, and the road from J University to the lake in the city has completely changed. Think about it, after the reform and opening up, the country has developed with each passing day, especially in large cities, and the construction speed is far ahead. Roads, bridges, and high-rise buildings are changing with each passing day, while at the same time, low-rise old buildings are disappearing. Therefore, Ye Zhiran took this path two years later, and he felt very different.

After listening to Shen Rong's message last night, he planned to go to Painter Zhu's house once today, what was the matter. He knew that Painter Zhu was a freelancer and was more likely to stay at home in the morning. Therefore, after eating breakfast, I walked slowly along Zhongshan Road to the lake, planning to walk through the beautiful lakeside to his house, on the one hand, I can exercise my body, and on the other hand, I can enjoy the scenery.

When he arrived at the lakeside, Ye Zhiran walked with the lake and mountains. The rising sun casts its light on the calm surface of the lake, and the waves sparkle red. A peach tree and a willow tree lined up in two rows by the lake in an orderly manner, and when he walked up a long lift, and when he passed a small bridge, he was surprised to find that Zhu Painter and Huang Yuwen were walking towards him, and they met unexpectedly.

"Huh? Zhu painter, Huang Yuwen. Ye Zhiran stopped and said hello.

The two of them were talking while walking, but they didn't notice Ye Zhiran, and when they looked up after hearing the shout, Painter Zhu immediately said happily: "Great, Xiao Ye is simply Song Gongming." ”

Ye Zhiran asked in surprise: "Painter Zhu said this strangely, how did I become a timely rain Song Jiang?" ”

Painter Zhu smiled and said: "I am going to the painting academy for a meeting in the morning, Huang Yuwen is going to sketch, and I am discussing what to do. ”

Isn't this to arrest him as a strong man? Treat him like an idler. Ye Zhiran couldn't find the north anymore. Huang Yuwen again, seeing that she was carrying a large drawing board, the strap on the drawing board was cross-buckled on her chest, the outline of her chest was significantly outlined, and she was still holding a pen and paper in her hand, dressed like a maid in the play, and couldn't help but look at her carefully.

What about Huang Yuwen? Before Ye Zhiran had time to say hello, when he heard Painter Zhu say this happily, he looked at Ye Zhiran with some expectation.

Ye Zhiran felt that he couldn't refuse. A big beauty carries such a big drawing board on her back and still holds something in her hand, if she encounters a big hooligan or a little pervert on the road, she can't escape! This one? Heroes should always save beauty, right? Or should we help the United States?

Ye Zhiran scratched his head and said, "Painter Zhu, I originally planned to go to your house, you asked someone from the community office to bring me a message, could it be just to let me be a coolie and accompany your disciple to sketch?" ”

Painter Zhu smiled and waved his hand and said: "Those are two different things, it was two friends of mine who wanted to register a business in your community and engage in the cultural industry, and asked you to support it." ”

Ye Zhiran said: "This is no problem, the cultural industry is also the object of support in our community." ”

Painter Zhu said: "This matter will be discussed another day, now that I have handed over Huang Yuwen to you, I will rush to the meeting." ”

Can Ye Zhiran still say "no"? He immediately nodded and said, "Okay, you go, Huang Yuwen will be handed over to me." ”

Huang Yuwen was a little unhappy when she heard this, and protested: "What do you mean it's handed over to you?" I can't tell you clearly, I'm giving you my stuff! With that, she stopped, untied the straps on her chest, and untied the drawing board.

Ye Zhiran's eyes followed the movements of her delicate hands, and he couldn't wait to go up and help her untie them together, but he didn't pay attention to when Painter Zhu left. Huang Yuwen untied the drawing board and glanced at him, and when she saw his gaze wandering, she couldn't help but blush, and scolded him angrily: "Classmate Ye, what are you doing with your eyebrows?" Still don't help me with my things? ”

Bei Ye Zhiran can maintain a normal heart in front of leaders and subordinates, but he will be dumbfounded in front of beautiful women, otherwise Nianyue would not call him "wood". Hearing Huang Yuwen's soft reprimand, he stepped forward to pick up her things. But the drawing board is too big, and it's not comfortable to hold.

Huang Yuwen said: "Stupid! It's better to carry it on your back like I just did. ”

Ye Zhiran clumsily picked up the sketchpad and put it behind his back, but he didn't know how to buckle the straps.

Seeing his clumsy appearance, Huang Yuwen "snorted" dissatisfiedly and said, "You just pretend!" Wouldn't this be? ”

Ye Zhiran muttered: "I don't paint, how do I know how to buckle up such a big thing on my back." ”

Huang Yuwen doesn't look like a fake, and after all, he is helping himself get something. She stepped forward to help him wrap the strap from behind to his chest, and clasped the buckle on his chest with both hands.

Ye Zhiran stood there, motionless like a sculpture, and her dexterous hands finished the work in a few clicks on his chest like butterflies wearing flowers, and couldn't help but smile and praise: "The hands are so skillful!" It's not a loss to be a beautiful painter. ”

Huang Yuwen blushed when she heard this, and wanted to refute a few words but didn't know what to say, so she could only glare at him fiercely, and saw that his clumsy appearance with the drawing board on his back was very different from his previous image, and he was a little nondescript when he went up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

Ye Zhiran said: "Okay, beautiful painter, where are we going to sketch?" ”

Huang Yuwen pointed to the green mountains across the lake and said, "Go up the mountain." ”

Ye Zhiran let out an "ah" in surprise and protested: "As the saying goes, Wangshan runs a dead horse. Are you really going to use me like a horse? ”

Huang Yuwen couldn't help laughing out loud and said, "Are you a horse?" I'm like a donkey. ”

Ye Zhiran pretended to be aggrieved and said, "No wonder I was led away by you, why did I come here early in the morning?" ”

Huang Yuwen knew that he was laughing, he glanced at him, and said comfortingly: "What's wrong with coming here early in the morning?" The scenery here is not found everywhere. She raised her snow-white neck slightly, and quipped, "You now have beauty by your side, and your eyes can enjoy the beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland, what is not satisfied?" ”

Ye Zhiran said: "You are here in the scenery, others are there in you, don't you know that you are also the scenery in the eyes of others?" ”

blurted out these words, but they were extremely mysterious, Huang Yuwen couldn't help but be stupid after thinking about it.

She had also seen this classic sentence in the article before, but she didn't expect it to come out of his mouth at this time, and her affection for Jing Shengsheng still touched her heart all at once.

Seeing that she was silent and didn't speak, Ye Zhiran couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" What do you think? Beautiful painter? ”

Huang Yuwen's mood was still not completely detached from it, and when she heard Ye Zhiran call her a "beautiful painter" again, she said: "Don't call me like that, just call me Yuwen." ”

Ye Zhiran stopped pretentiously and said, "Yuwen, let's go, let's stand in a daze like this, others still think that the two of us are making trouble." ”

Huang Yuwen's beautiful eyes widened and asked puzzledly, "What am I messing with you about?" Why do people think that? ”

Ye Zhiran joked: "This? Let's do it. The man's jade tree is in the wind, the woman's fairy is down to earth, the two of them who are such a perfect match are in a daze by the lake and are stupid, don't you think we have a quarrel? It's a big spoiler of the scenery. ”

"Phew!" Huang Yuwen snorted him and said, "You are still in the wind!" Nor do you look like yourself? Clumsily carrying a drawing board on his back, he is at most a scholar. He turned around and took two steps, and said to Ye Zhiran with a commanding voice, "Scholar, hurry up and keep up." ”

Ye Zhiran sighed and said, "In Changjia, I am still a township chief, and many beauties think of ways to make me **." When I come to you, being a scholar will be scolded for being stupid. ”

Huang Yuwen glanced at him, raised her face and asked, "Then are you **?" ”

Ye Zhiran hurriedly said: "I am a righteous gentleman who does not sit still, how can I be **?" ”

Huang Yuwen snorted, noncommittal to his words. After walking a few steps, it may be that Ye Zhiran's words just now touched a certain string in her heart, and she said with emotion: "Xiao Ye, I'll call you Xiao Ye." Why do you say people have to get married when they grow up? In fact, isn't it great that a person can live independently and do what he likes, such as singing or painting? ”

Ye Zhiran couldn't keep up with her rapidly changing thinking, and said in surprise: "How can you not get married as a beautiful girl?" I don't know how many men are around you, using you as the center. ”

Huang Yuwen said mischievously: "Really? How did I not know? ”

Ye Zhiran said: "A beautiful girl is like a star in the sky. Each planet is surrounded by many other stars. That's when they're attracted to her at the same time, she's a loyal follower. It's just that some of these followers are closer, and some are a little farther away. Sooner or later, you will discover the existence of these stars, and sooner or later you will combine with one of them. ”

Hearing this passage in Huang Yuwen's ears, she was stunned again.

In her haughty mind, no man had ever said anything like it. Oh, my God! How could he say such beautiful words? How could he say such beautiful words?! She felt that somewhere in the deepest part of her heart was suddenly becoming very weak and weak, and the hardest part of her heart was slowly melting.

After a long time, she came back to her senses and said to Ye Zhiran: "I'm not leaving, just paint here, maybe the scenery here is the most beautiful." ”

Ye Zhiran took off the sketchpad on her body, fixed it with a stand, stood beside her, and took out her paintbrush and sketched it. The breeze blew through her clothes, and the beautiful figure of the girl stood quietly on the shore of the lake. Her bright eyes capture the natural landscape, as if she is completely at one with her surroundings.

Isn't this a painting in itself?