What caught Soho's eye was a picture of a lady. The ancient woman's skirt in the painting is fluttering, full of antiquity, but between the eyebrows is the style of Soho, Fang Yang grasped the most moving temperament of Soho, and those who are familiar with this picture know that it is Soho.

In particular, the beautiful face of the person in the painting is like another lifelike Soho, with a straight nose, a slightly upturned mouth, and elegant and beautiful eyes.

The most rare thing is that the whole painting exudes a fresh, natural, and pure atmosphere, which is exactly the same as the temperament of Soho.

This is obviously a Chinese painting, but the sense of realism makes people forget that it is a Chinese painting, as if they saw a photo of Soho in a period costume. To be precise, the photographs also fail to achieve this breath-taking realism.

When Su Ho saw this work that Fang Yang had drawn with all his emotions just now, his face couldn't help but be filled with a touch of shy joy.

Fang Yang leaned his head closer to Soho, sometimes looking at the painting, sometimes looking at Soho, making a gesture of regret, and said:

"This is already the most satisfying work I've had in years, but it's a pity ......"

Soho was puzzled:

"Fang Yang, is there any flaw in this painting? I think it's already very good! ”

Fang Yang showed a playful smile on his face, and then said:

"It's a pity that no matter how hard I try, the painting is still a painting, and compared with the real person, it is more than a little bit worse!"

This is Fang Yang changing his way to boast about himself! Su Ho suddenly realized, and was immediately ashamed, and glanced at Fang Yang charmingly, and pretended to say:

"Flim Flam!"

Fang Yang laughed, and signed his signature on the lady's picture. This time, the font is very different from the "Dotted Lips" just now, every word is simple and heavy, and there is a feeling of great ingenuity.

By now, Soho had seen Fang Yang's two fonts, each of which had reached an extremely high level, and she couldn't help but be amazed.

Fang Yang seemed to see what Su He was thinking, and he said lightly:

"Copying is just a trail, if you want to form your own ** style, I still have a long way to go!"

Su Ho was stunned for a moment when he heard this, savored Fang Yang's words, and gradually, a look of admiration appeared on his face. After a while, he muttered:

"I really don't know how your brain grows, you have such a high attainment in calligraphy and painting at a young age."

I don't know how many people have been in the stage of copying all their lives, many so-called calligraphers and painters have not been able to get out of this realm, Fang Yang actually said that "copying is just a small way", and Soho can obviously feel that Fang Yang is feeling from the heart, not deliberately pretending to be ashamed.

Su He looked at the picture of the lady on the table again, the look of love on his face was overflowing, Fang Yang couldn't help laughing, and said:

"Little girl! This painting is for you! ”

Su He is obviously the same age as Fang Yang, but Fang Yang's psychological age is much older than this, so he often subconsciously spoils Su He as a little sister. And Soho obviously didn't feel anything wrong, but was very useful.

Soho suddenly showed a surprised expression, and then hesitated:

"But aren't you going to use this painting to participate in the painting and calligraphy competition?"

Fang Yang smiled dumbly:

"Little fool! Will the organizing committee confiscate the works? Won't you get it back when you're done with the game? ”

Soho suddenly came to her senses, and also felt that her question just now was so stupid, she stuck out her tongue mischievously and laughed embarrassedly.

The two of them had spoken for a while, and the two works on the table had already dried, and Soho carefully rolled them up, put them into two empty paper tubes, and then hugged them tightly to his chest, and the other smiled and said:

"Alright! Succeed with flying colors! ”

Fang Yang saw Su He's delicate face, and suddenly thought of Wei Xiaobao's mantra in "The Story of Deer and Ding", and the ghost made a surprise answer:

"That's it, kiss your mouth!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Yang regretted it, Soho was a very thin-skinned girl, Fang Yang was worried that the joke just now was a bit too much and scared Soho.

Sure enough, Su Ho's face turned red all of a sudden, her beautiful eyes glowed with a misty luster, she secretly glanced at Fang Yang, and quickly lowered her head, even her neck was dyed with a layer of redness.

Seeing the shy appearance of Soho's low eyebrows, Fang Yang's poem suddenly flashed in Fang Yang's mind:

"The most is the gentleness of your bowed head

Just like a water lotus

Unbearable shyness of the cool breeze"

These lines of poetry are used to describe Soho now, which is simply appropriate. Fang Yang found that Su Ho's shy appearance was the most moving, and that soft and weak shy appearance always made Fang Yang can't help but feel a feeling of admiration and pity.

Feeling Fang Yang's unscrupulous gaze, Su He was even more embarrassed, and beat Fang Yang's broad chest with his powder fist, and said coquettishly:

"Big bad! Big Bad! ”

Fang Yang smiled and let Su He beat her, anyway, she was reluctant to use heavy hands, and the strength was not much different from the massage.

At this time, it was already about one o'clock in the morning, Fang Yang smiled and took Soho's hand and said:

"Beauty, it's almost one o'clock, isn't it time to go back to bed? You must know that lack of sleep is bad for your skin! ”

"Yikes!" Soho looked at his phone, only to suddenly realize that time was passing quickly, and said empathetically, "Then go back quickly, don't delay your rest!" ”

The two packed up their things and left the activity room.

In front of the girls' dormitory, under the protection of Fang Yang, Soho once again climbed the iron door into the dormitory building, this time Soho has adapted much more than last time, but in this process, Fang Yang is naturally indispensable to "reach out to help", as for whether he took the opportunity to rub oil, then only Fang Ershao understood in his heart, anyway, the blush on Soho's face has never faded.

……

There was no class the next morning, so Fang Yang got up early as usual and went to the playground to exercise. After a period of continuous high-intensity training, Fang Yang's physical fitness is now very different from when he was just reborn, and he can achieve such good results in such a short period of time, mainly thanks to the systematic training methods in Fang Yang's mind, these methods are from the family, personal trainers, and a set of physical training systems in the army.

In his previous life, Gong Jianjun, the chief instructor of the Central Security Bureau, taught Fang Yang the seemingly simple but extremely practical fighting skills, and Fang Yang also retrained to a very proficient Cheng Dù, in fact, Fang Yang's consciousness still maintains the original level, but he needs to constantly strengthen muscle memory and form conditioned reflexes.

There are also Taijiquan, Baguazhang, and Xingyi Boxing taught to Fang Yang by those masters of national arts in the previous life...... Fang Yang is also diligent in training, these treasures passed down from the ancestors can not only strengthen the body, but also cultivate the body, Fang Yang naturally can't leave it behind.

Sweating profusely, Fang Yang felt refreshed. He trotted all the way back to the dormitory, found a dry outfit and went to the bathroom to shower.

"Fang Yang! Fang Yang! When Fang Yang was humming a song and washing his hair, Han Song's hurried voice suddenly came from his ears.

Fang Yang stretched out his hand to turn off the water valve, touched his face with a towel, and shouted loudly:

"Take a bath! Boss, what's the matter? ”

"I've been looking for you for a long time!" Han Song shouted through the bathroom door, still out of breath, "You...... Hurry up and get out! Liu Xinyao...... I'm waiting for you downstairs, saying I'm looking for you, and I don't have your mobile phone number! ”

Liu Xinyao? Fang Yang's mind came to the beautiful face of the little girl of the Liu family, what could she do with me?

While thinking, Fang Yang opened the shutters of the bathroom with his fingers and looked downstairs.

I saw Liu Xinyao wandering in the open space downstairs of the dormitory, looking up from time to time, with a trace of impatience on her face.

Today, Liu Xinyao wore a long army-green high-necked round-hem undershirt, and her proud chest curve was highlighted; A decorative black belt casually rests around her waist, perfectly complimenting her delicate waist; Wearing a Korean version of a headscarf hat on his head, he looks stylish and playful.

If it weren't for the cold as usual on her face, she would be a lovely fashion beauty.

The students who entered and exited the dormitory couldn't help but look sideways, and the "frost beauty" who was usually not close to people actually appeared downstairs in the boys' dormitory today, and it seemed that they were still waiting for someone, and everyone was extremely surprised.

Naturally, the students were also full of curiosity about this cow who dared to let Liu Xinyao wait. Many people have slowed down, intentionally or unintentionally, wanting to see where Liu Xinyao and others are sacred.

Fang Yang couldn't help but think of the only time he met Liu Xinyao in his previous life, and he couldn't help but show a sad expression on his face.

Qingya, it's been a long time, are you okay?

Fang Yang's mind came to mind that his fiancée Xu Qingya in his previous life was wearing a blue air force uniform, smiling and smiling, and he couldn't help but lose his mind for a while.

"Fang Yang, did you hear that?" Outside the door, Han Song's loud voice suddenly pulled Fang Yang back to reality from his memories.

"Got it, I'll go down right away!"

Fang Yang hurriedly flushed away the soap foam on his body, changed his clothes, and pushed open the bathroom door. Just as he was about to step out of the door, Han Song grabbed Fang Yang's hand and said mysteriously:

"Third child, you tell me honestly, why does the frost beauty have a leg again? You're not afraid of Colonel Su's ......."

After speaking, Han Song's eyebrows raised, revealing a wicked smile.

Fang Yang sighed helplessly, turned around, showed a "charming" expression on his face, stretched out his orchid finger and lightly touched Han Song's chest, and said deliberately in a snort:

"No way, boss, I'm just amorous...... I still want to have a leg with you, what should I do? ”

Han Song pushed Fang Yang out of the door with a smile and a smile, and said in a loud voice:

"Get out! Get lost! Get lost! I almost gave you nausea and vomited......"

"Hah! Ha! Ha! Fang Yang laughed proudly and strode downstairs.