Leng Lian seemed to have slept so soundly for a long time, and he didn't realize what he was doing with him until he called her, and he got up in a hurry.

Breaking open his eyes, he looked around and didn't see the painting, and a nervous person grabbed Liran's clothes directly, and looked at him with a sharp look.

"I ask you, my painting can."

"Huh"

Liran smiled, seeing her nervous appearance, she was already more sure of her thoughts, this work is very important to her, how she has known her for so many years to grab her own clothes.

The sound of a slap resounded throughout the studio, loud and thorough.

"You still give me a smile, did I make you laugh, I asked you if you could draw."

Leng Lian didn't think much about it at the moment, but when he saw that the work that had been drawn on the drawing board was gone, he didn't seem to think more, and he had already slapped it.

"Is Sister Leng's slap enough, not enough for a few slaps."

Leng Liansong came to Liran's clothes before he remembered, yesterday the original works were all painted, but in order to choose the final frame, Liran chose a wood, and finally he was really sleepy and slept on the sofa, and the painting should have been in the finished frame.

Calm, calm, calm.

Looking around, I saw wood underneath a very brightly colored apron on the table.

directly pushed away Liran, and ran over like a fly.

As soon as I took the apron away, I couldn't even believe it in my eyes, it was so tasteful, this frame and this work were a match made in heaven, it was so perfect, this guy really deserved to be a top master in this aspect, and the money was worth it.

"Detached, simple and elegant, especially atmospheric. I really didn't expect that piece of that wood to become so magical in your hands, and it opened my eyes. ”

"Hehe, now that I'm done, Sister Leng, I am impressed by your performance skills, and it also opens my eyes today."

This sentence Leng Lian realized that the slap just now was a bit too much, and he couldn't blame himself, he didn't want to make a mistake in any link after planning for so many years.

walked directly to Liran's side, saw that his face already had a deep red mark, and looked at the slap that his hand was so heavy just now.

"I'm sorry, I apologize, since I asked you just now, you just told me no, and you know that I am very important to this work. I'm nervous there, you're laughing there, do you think I can not be angry. “

"Sister Leng, what you said is right, so I deserve this slap, it's worth it. Now that you're satisfied, let's take it and go, it's the first time I've seen you so nervous about a painting. After today, I'll leave, as for going there now, it's not certain, maybe I'll sketch everywhere, we won't see each other in the future, and I wish you good luck. ”

Li Ran originally wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back, in fact, as long as the author herself took a closer look, she could see that it was not her own, no matter how true the details were, that feeling could not be returned.

"Okay, I appreciate this very much, and thank you for your blessings, and I hope that your skills will be higher. As for whether we will meet in the future, don't say too soon. Because fate is difficult to predict, maybe we will meet at the next intersection. But I still want to thank you for doing me such a big favor, not to mention more, I went all the way. ”

Liran nodded.

Leng Lian directly picked up the frame and walked directly to the door, looking at the blue sky, white clouds, and the warm sun shining on his face, which is called a comfortable and chic.

Carefully place the painting directly in the back of the car.

The throttle was rushed and he drove away.

Liran stood in front of the window and watched her leave, holding Zuo Xin's true handwriting in his hand, and when he was about to walk out of the door, he remembered that he had recorded the dialogue pen and was still under the table.