Especially in that time and space, although the work of Fengyin was tiring, it was very meaningful to be able to realize its own value through it.

Compared with now, she has two major abilities, both of which have to be hidden, and she dare not show them easily.

Even if you do the simplest business, you have to rely on the strength of others, not to mention how aggrieved it feels.

At this moment, she suddenly saw the name of her country from the sacred painting painted by Zhang Yiming, how could she not be excited?

Zhang Yiming saw her excitement at the moment, reached out and patted her on the shoulder, and gently encouraged: "It's okay, you can pick it up and take a look." ”

"If it breaks, I can draw another one."

His encouragement gave Feng Yin infinite strength.

She took a deep breath, stepped forward, kissed the man on the face, and quickly withdrew: "Thank you!" ”

Zhang Yiming stroked the place where she had kissed, and the corners of her lips curled with pleasure.

But he said, "Hey, you actually sneaked attack." ”

Feng Yin grimaced, withdrew his gaze and carefully picked up the painting, approaching the light to admire it carefully.

I have to say that the man deserves to be a famous teacher of modern Chinese painting, and the painting in his hand is really exquisite!

She took the painting and looked at it many times, and was surprised to find that those words covered different calligraphy.

There are elegant and smart, some chic and uninhibited, some atmospheric, and more magnificent and solemn.

The more Feng Yin admires it, the more she can't put it down.

She carefully put away the painting and looked at Zhang Yiming excitedly and expectantly: "I...... I love this painting and I want to collect it myself. ”

Zhang Yiming rubbed her head: "Good, if you like it, I will paint you better in the future." ”

Feng Yin pouted: "But I just like this." ”

"But what to do? I've just washed my pen and ink. ”

Zhang Yiming didn't want her to collect this painting, but in his opinion, this painting was not his pinnacle work and had little collection value.

Since she wanted it, he wanted it for the best.

Feng Yin pursed her lips and hesitated for a long time before asking, "Then when will you paint a special painting for me?" ”

"I'm going to be exactly like this."

Zhang Yiming: "When I come back from Fucheng, I will paint you when I am in the best condition, okay?" ”

After getting this answer, Feng Yin finally smiled with satisfaction: "Then I'll wait." ”

Seeing that she finally relented, Zhang Yiming secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, Ming'er has to get up early, let's clean up and rest." ”

"Hmm."

Feng Yin agreed, looked at the painting and asked, "Where do you put this?" ”

Zhang Yiming: "I think someone will come in tonight and take it away, so I'll put it on this cabinet." ”

His words made Feng Yin instinctively look out of the door, then look at the intact window paper, and ask suspiciously, "Why do you say that?" ”

Zhang Yiming helped her lie down, and he also fell asleep beside her, reaching out to hold her in his arms.

Only then did he say: "Don't you think that their kung fu is beyond our reach?" ”

Feng Yin: "......" is true.

If Eagle didn't show up in front of them tonight, they didn't know anyone was following.

Thinking of this, she was so excited that she wanted to turn over and look around.

was hugged by Zhang Yiming and didn't turn at all.

A man's soft voice came from his ear: "Don't look at it, if they don't want us to find out, you can't see it." ”

"What if they can't figure out the anti-counterfeiting mark you draw?"

Feng Yin lay back in peace, but she still couldn't help but worry, "Those few people will be able to use it tomorrow." ”

Zhang Yiming: "If they can't even find out about this, then I really don't think they can help us do much." ”