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Sima Xilou's eyes trembled, and he secretly glanced at Yan Chuchu, with a trace of pity in his expression.

He is usually used to choking with Yan Chuchu, Yan Chuchu's whole person is very arrogant, and it is rare to see her so sad and anxious, and she feels a little weird inexplicably.

At this time, Yan Han followed Yu Hanzhi back from the villa, and when he saw Yan Mu in front of the compound, Yan Han's eyes lit up.

"Xiaohan?"

Yan Mu stood up and walked towards Yan Han, picked a fallen leaf that had just fallen on his shoulders for him, touched his face with a smile and said, "Where did you go with your master?" ”

"Small reservoir,"

Yan Han spoke basically fluently at this time, but his words were still very few and concise, "Paint." ”

Yan Mu nodded.

Those who can draw may not be able to carve, but those who can carve will definitely draw.

Learning jade carving requires a particularly deep art foundation, which Yan Han is still very lacking.

However, Yu Hanzhi said that Yan Han has a bit of talent in painting, but he only started formal learning at this age, which is actually very late.

Most jade carvers have been holding paintbrushes and carving knives since they first knew how to hold chopsticks. And every day, I have long known the extraordinary skills of these people.

Yan Han lacks a foundation, so he has to work hard.

Yan Mu also knew that although there was an organic carving in the jade carving, holding the drawn line drawing, and carrying out the later operations according to the lines of others, this was a robot-like existence, and there was no future for development.

A true master, from design to completion, will inject his own painstaking efforts, giving the work a unique soul, so that he is the real jade carver.

"Xiaohan is making rapid progress."

Yu Hanzhi smiled warmly on the side.

"Here you go."

Yan Han took down a piece of drawing paper from the drawing board, handed it to Yan Mu, and looked at his sister with bright eyes.

"Awesome!"

Yan Mu took it and smiled when he saw it, there was a lifelike duckling on the drawing paper!

Yan Han was praised, and his eyes brightened.

At this time, he glanced at Yan Chuchu, and when he saw Yan Chuchu's red eyes, he was slightly stunned, and slowly walked in front of Yan Chuchu.

Yan Chuchu quickly wiped his eyes, squeezed out a little smile and looked at Yan Han: "Xiao Han is so powerful-"

Yan Han stared at her eyes, and silently took out a carving knife from his pocket.

As soon as his carving knife was taken out, Yan Mu's eyes couldn't help jumping.

"Here you go,"

Yan Han handed the carving knife to Yan Chuchu, "Whoever bullied you, kill him!" ”

The corners of Sima Xilou's mouth twitched suddenly.

"Xiao Han,"

Yan Mu was also a little helpless in his heart, pretending to be calm and helping Yan Chuchu take the carving knife from his hand, "Okay, I'll give it to her, you and your master will do it!" ”

Although many of Yan Han's cognitions are slowly changing, the nightmarish days of those years have had too much impact on him, and it is impossible for him to completely change them for a while.

Yan Chuchu was very moved: "I will, I will, thank you, Brother Xiaohan!" ”

That's the joy!

Whoever dares to hurt her brother, she will kill him!

With this play, Yan Chuchu's mood has stabilized a lot.

Time passed little by little, Yan Mu didn't expect that there was no clearer news until the evening, but Bo Junxiao returned to the villa.

"How?" As soon as Bo Junxiao came back, Yan Mu greeted him.

Sima Xilou, Yan Chuchu and others also gathered around, and Nalan Miaomiao, who had already settled down, also pricked up her ears with concern.

"Wait,"

Bo Junxiao glanced at Yan Chuchu, then at Yan Mu and Sima Xilou and said, "There should be news of their whereabouts early tomorrow morning." ”

When Yan Mu noticed his eyes, his eyebrows couldn't help but raise slightly.

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