Although Li Shuxu and Jin Zili are both very obsessed with the Second Yuan Society, they just stay in the fan, and it is not necessary to do so, because neither of them is particularly good at painting and makeup. Jin Zi has been a star for so long, and his makeup is not bad, but Li Shuxu really doesn't know anything.

At the end of the two-dimensional exhibition, the two went to the exhibition area of other clubs to take a look. They don't think it's in a hurry, there are still three days anyway, but who would have thought that the club they like would be full on the first day?

The lunch break was over soon, and the classroom was still quiet, all chattering about today's noon club exhibition.

"Did you see that? That one...... The president of the club is so beautiful! ”

"There are really a lot of onlookers there at today's song and dance club! How did Senpai dance so well......"

"You superficial people, you need to see something with connotation. For example, in today's calligraphy and painting exhibition, I heard that the classroom is a very famous calligrapher and painter, and he has returned to the calligraphy and painting stage, and that character is simply a reproduction of the ancient great calligrapher......"

Li Shuxu has been listening to other people's discussions, to see what kind of club he can choose, and look for it. But when I heard the sentence "Calligraphers and painters return to the stage of calligraphy and painting", I was very surprised, but I still pretended to be calm, as if it had nothing to do with myself, and calmed down and wrote my homework with peace of mind, but my heart was turbulent.

That night, the good sisters all fell asleep, but Li Shuxu just couldn't sleep, turning over and over, thinking about the news he heard at noon: This should be just a coincidence, it won't be so coincidental...... Comfort yourself.

The next day, Ye Jianyan and Mo Xi thought about accompanying the two good sisters who didn't choose a club to join in the fun, and by the way, they saw what interesting content they hadn't seen the day before.

"I'll go to the drama club and have a look, you can go somewhere else first." Jin Zi walked away with a flick of his hair.

"Jian Jian, I'll watch it with you, Alley, are you with us?" Mo Xixiang sent out an invitation.

"I'm fine." Ye Jianyan replied unfazedly.

"I'd better see for myself, it won't affect the two of you." Li Shuxu was worried that his guess was really right, and he planned to be alone, not to let others see the jokes, let alone let the good sisters worry.

"Jian Jian, Ali is so strange today, she usually agrees with a smile." Mo Xi wanted to say his thoughts directly, and waited for Li Shuxu to go away.

"She has a way, don't worry." Ye Jianyan still trusts Li Shuxu's ability to handle things, and thinks she can handle it well.

"Am I going to the painting and calligraphy exhibition or not?" Li Shuxu was struggling while walking, but he didn't expect that he would go directly to the calligraphy and painting exhibition area.

"Forget it, let's go and have a look, feel at ease early, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, and the long pain is better than the short pain." I finally made up my mind and walked towards the exhibition area.

The first is Chinese painting. With a touch of ink, birds spread their wings over the edge of the pond and look into the distance; Flowers are also full of vitality, scrambling to bud and wait to bloom, which is a classic theme of birds and flowers, but it expresses the beauty of all things in nature to the fullest.

"I like the style of this painting so much...... Li Shuxu has grown up in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting since he was a child, and naturally understands that this painting is good. Someone behind her was smiling at her, but she didn't notice it because she was fascinated.

"Talk about your understanding of this painting, and if I am satisfied, this painting will be given to you." The voice came from behind, Li Shuxu didn't notice it at first, and was startled, but quickly eased up.

The voice came from an old man, his temples were gray, but even if the years eroded his face, this temperament and spiritual energy emanated from the inside out, and at a glance, he knew that he had met a senior person who was an insider, Li Shuxu became serious and pondered how to answer this question.

recalls when I was a child, having a picnic with my parents and tossing and turning on the soft grass regardless of the image; In the forest park, the birds sing freely, as if everything is its own audience; Going to the flower show like Li Qingzhao "walked with shame, leaned on the door and looked back, but sniffed the green plums", carefully tasting the fragrance of flowers, smelling the unique fragrance of flowers, Li Shushu gradually had an answer in his heart......

"On the surface, it is just the sound of birds and flowers, and the good times of nature, but it reminds people of many good memories, not only the present, but also the past. The seasons are never-ending, quietly passing at your fingertips. This answer is very simple, in addition to the beautiful scenery, it is a good memory, at least Li Shuxu is still satisfied with his answer, even if the old gentleman is not satisfied, there is a suggestion, she will listen to it, willing to hear it in detail.

"Yes, yes, you have a lot of ideas." The old gentleman listened to Li Shuxu's answer. nodded, probably acknowledging her understanding and smiling.

"It's just that I remembered my memory, just by chance, by chance." Li Shuxu is very modest, but every word is true.

"You don't need to be modest, you can give such a realistic answer, you don't need to look at people, just look at temperament." The old gentleman seemed to be dissatisfied with Li Shuxu's modesty, and praised Li Shuxu fiercely.

"Sir, did you paint that picture?" Li Shuxu thinks that if it is painted by someone else, it is always unreasonable to give it to others.

"Yes." The old gentleman admitted it directly.

"Then why did you paint this picture?" Li Shuxu couldn't understand that an old gentleman was only good at painting flowers, birds, and languages, which were almost superficial.

The old gentleman suddenly felt a little melancholy, and for some reason, he touched the scene and was sad: "The ...... painted for the person I love" choked up and stopped as he spoke.

"Sir, don't say it, after all, this is a secret in everyone's heart, and it's really not good to say it." Li Shuxu didn't expect that a simple question of his own reminded the old gentleman of his sadness, and he felt a little guilty inexplicably.

"It's okay, it's all over, I'll cheer up, believe in the existence of all miracles......" The old gentleman dealt with his emotions, so as not to make the good girl in front of him feel uneasy.

"Whoever it is, you're going to be good." Although Li Shuxu does not know how to love and be loved so much, as long as she lives, there is hope, she really hopes that the seemingly strong, but soft old man in front of her will laugh heartily, laugh for herself, and smile for the person he loves......

"Come, little girl, take it, it's a piece of my heart, thank you for giving me hope." The old gentleman took down the painting and solemnly handed it to Li Shuxu, as if he had handed over a heavy task. However, this painting is not a heavy task, but an inner sustenance, which both the old man and Li Shuxu understand.