For the first time, Fang Ru felt like a little scholar, listening to the literary exchanges of other people's young ladies and young people.

He couldn't understand and couldn't interject.

Very urgent.

"Qingqing, it's not early, we should go back, otherwise uncles and aunts will be in a hurry." Fang Ru gritted his teeth and spit out a sentence.

Qin Qingqing was originally discussing the painting with Chen Zheng with great interest, but after hearing Fang Ru's voice, he nodded a little helplessly.

It was almost dusk, and there were few people in the art museum.

There is quite a bit of unfinished regret, in this life, Qin Qingqing has never had such a hearty time.

Her parents didn't like her to learn to paint, and hoped that she would study business and commerce, and marry a rich family to be a virtuous helper in the future.

"Hello, I didn't give you your name." Qin Qingqing looked at Chen Zheng and asked.

"My name is Chen Zheng, I am your husband, and we are ...... to life and death."

Of course, Chen Zheng would not say that.

"My name is Chen Zheng and I am a student at Huaibei University."

Chen Zheng? I don't think I've heard this name before.

Qin Qingqing brushed the hair in front of his forehead, "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Chen is a very interesting person." ”

When women say you're humorous and funny, that means there's a next step.

Fang Ru, who called himself Huaicheng Xiaogang Cannon, also knew this, and stared at Chen Zheng coldly before speaking, "Go back, Qingqing, it's better to have less contact with this kind of social scum in the future." ”

According to Fang Ru's original plan, he took Qin Qingqing to see the art exhibition quickly, and then went to the Western restaurant to share a candlelight dinner...... Even the hotel he booked.

It's so good to die, there is such a stunned young man, which ruins his overall plan.

Chen Zheng sneered and said, "This gentleman, why do you want to curse people." Did I have a problem discussing the exhibition with Miss Qin? Oh, I see, you didn't understand it before, so you reluctantly accompanied Miss Qin, right? You're interested in Miss Qin, right? So anxious, in a hurry to eat? Confession by the way? Could it be that the hotels are all booked? ”

Fang Ru's routine, he grasped it solidly, and I don't know how many little girls have suffered from his set of sugar-coated shells.

Qin Qingqing turned her head with a bad face and looked at Fang Ru.

Fang Ru's heart was weak, "Qingqing, don't pay attention to him, just mess around with nonsense." ”

"Nonsense? Miss Qin, as painting friends, that is, friends, I feel that I have the responsibility to take care of it for you. ”

"Painting friends! Nima is really good at! Fang Ru gritted his teeth, but because Qin Qingqing was present, he didn't dare to do too much.

"Good! You say you're a painting friend, you paint a picture! Fang Ru also let it go, it's a big deal to make a hotel plan another day, the first thing is to trample this little cub who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

Hearing this, Qin Qingqing also looked at Chen Zheng with a curious expression.

She wanted to know if Chen Zheng was like a human being, and he was really a rare confidant.

Fang Ru was determined to make Chen Zheng make a fool of himself, and after a phone call was made, someone soon sent a pen and paper from outside.

"You draw! What's the use of talking more! I don't understand, you understand, you can do it, then let's go one? ”

Chen Zheng sneered, raised his head, and glanced at Qin Qingqing lightly.

In the previous life, there was a quarrel between the two of them in the Cold War, for this reason, Chen Zheng specially studied painting for a week and drew a picture to make Qin Qingqing happy.

At that time, Qin Qingqing commented that the painting was insufficient, but the painting was tangible.

"Hold the pen with your hands! Aren't you amazing! Fang Ru was very up, and seeing that Chen Zheng didn't speak, he thought that he was really just talking about it.

"This painting is dedicated to Miss Qin." Chen Zheng spoke calmly, took a paintbrush, and spread out the rice paper.

......

The art gallery with a withered figure is about to close.

An old man with a gray beard, on crutches, walked silently through the galleries.

People outside say that his painting skills are perfect, but in fact, Master Fan Qingshan, who is perfect, has reached a bottleneck.

Like a river that has been stuck at its source, no matter how hard you try, it can no longer rush and flow.

The purpose of holding this exhibition is more to get more evaluation from the people who observe the paintings, so that they can have a moment of enlightenment.

It's a pity that none of the so-called masters who came to observe could collapse except for saying good.

Fan Qingshan walked along the corridor, slightly disappointed, and suddenly, he saw three other people who looked like students, residing in the art exhibition.

One of them, who seems to be drawing, is holding a pen.

Fan Qingshan approached with interest.

Qin Qingqing was the first to discover Fan Qingshan, and she naturally recognized the master, and she couldn't help but be surprised.

Fan Qingshan pointed to Chen Zheng, who was about to paint, and made a silent gesture.

Fang Ru's face was even more happy, the master was here, and a boastful person like Chen Zheng had nothing to hide.

Only Chen Zheng didn't know, and he was still enjoying it.

He enjoyed this moment very much, and in a trance, he returned to the time when he and Qin Qingqing depended on each other, and the two occasionally quarreled, but no one could do without anyone.

My Chen Zheng has not achieved anything in his life, and his biggest achievement is to marry a wife who loves each other and will never abandon her, her name is Qin Qingqing.

The brush stops, and the painting is finished.

The flat rice paper only draws half of the mountain, a very majestic mountain, with white space above, and the mountain is dotted with some slightly blurred trees, towering into the clouds, almost touching the edge of the rice paper.

The drawing technique is indeed a bit clumsy, and what is the construction of?

Generally speaking, when painting mountains, lakes and seas, try to embed them below as much as possible to make the whole painting look more majestic.

"Hahaha! What the hell! You also deserve to be called a painting? Qingqing, I said a long time ago, this kid is just rhetoric! Fang Ru was very proud, and Chen Zheng's clumsy paintings finally met his wishes.

"Don't talk yet." Qin Qingqing looked at it for a long time, although she felt that her painting skills were lacking, but it seemed that there was always something different.

"Hengyun Broken Mountain......" Fan Qingshan looked surprised.

Chen Zheng got up, looked at Fan Qingshan, and bowed respectfully.

Fan Qingshan waved his hand, squatted down with burning eyes, pressed his palm against Chen Zheng's painting, and looked at it carefully.

"Master, this level is just dirty for the eyes." Fang Ru hurriedly spoke again.

He was suddenly a little scared, and couldn't figure out why the dignified Master Fan went out of his way to see such a failure.

"Clouds above the mountain?" Fan Qingshan turned his head and looked at Chen Zheng.

"Indeed, it is a cloud."

"Good! The position of the blank space makes people full of infinite reverie, which can be mist, deep mist, or even deep mist. ”

Fan Qingshan stood up, his originally frowning brows suddenly soothed.

"When it comes to painting, if you are too attached to the surface of the still life, the pattern is really too small. Boy, you taught me a lesson, the real painting should be full of reverie, dark clouds make people think of the rain in the alleys, and the wind makes people think of the yellow sand...... I, Fan Qingshan, was really obsessed some time ago. ”

A generation of painting giants is ashamed of themselves in front of Chen Zheng, and if they let those so-called many painters know, I am afraid that they will be shocked.

"Although the painting skills are insufficient, the spirit is even more rare. Boy, would you like to learn to draw with me? ”

This sentence made Qin Qingqing's face even more pleasantly surprised, it was rumored that Fan Qingshan would not accept disciples in his life, but now because Chen Zheng broke this rule.

Fang Ru's face was red, he didn't dare to speak again, Fan Qingshan said it was okay, where did he dare to go against the grain.

Damn it! This little thing came out of nowhere, and slapped him in the face again and again.

Just when everyone thought that Chen Zheng would climb the high branches, Chen Zheng only replied calmly.

"Although I like paintings, I have more important things, thank Master Fan for his love."

Fan Qingshan was stunned.

Qin Qingqing also looked at Chen Zheng with a look of incredulity.

Fang Ru sneered.

What a rare opportunity, why not take advantage of it.

Chen Zheng, who has relived his life, does not want to be attached to the idyllic landscape, what he wants to do more is to make money, and make a lot of money, enough for him and Qin Qingqing to have the ability to stand at the top of the food chain.

The car accident in the previous life was most likely man-made, because of him, Qin Qingqing was implicated. What's more, Chen Zheng was a little scared, if he really learned to paint with Fan Qingshan, then what would the timeline of him and Qin Qingqing becoming husband and wife look like?

Fan Qingshan smiled slightly disappointed, "It's okay, if you have time, you can come to the art museum to find me, I will stay in Huaicheng during this time." ”

After that, Fan Qingshan sighed and left on crutches.

......

Qin Qingqing stood at the door of the art museum and looked at Chen Zheng with some hesitation, "I'll go back." ”

"Let's go back, it's better to take a taxi directly home." Chen Zheng said.

Fang Ru's face was as black as a piece of charcoal, and from beginning to end, this kid was clearly sabotaging his hotel plan.

"Straight to home." I don't know why, Qin Qingqing said this.

Moreover, she actually wanted to ask for this guy's phone number, but he looked like that...... Seems stupid.

Qin Qingqing didn't know, in fact, Chen did it on purpose, anyway, he could always find Qin Qingqing, the text messages on the phone were long, where could it be better than meeting without isolation.