"You want to learn to paint?" Qin Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Murong Jing with a smile: "Why?"

"There's no why!" Murong Jing said with a smile, "I just like it!"

It's a very simple feeling, and only love from the heart can achieve the top of the grandmaster.

"Okay, no matter what decision you make, my brother will support you!" Qin Xuan touched Murong Jing's little head affectionately.

A week later!

"Brother, I'm here, today my sketch painting was praised by the teacher as the first in the class, I've only been learning for a week!"

Murong Jing smiled and showed a sketch to Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan took it and took a look.

He nodded, and shook his head again.

"Teacher Murong is really talented, and in just one week, he has already reached this level. However, Qin Xuan still looked at her with a serious face: "This painting is not good, do you know?"

"Ah, why?" Murong Jing asked aggrievedly.

"Of course, brother doesn't say that you can't paint, but that you are too shackled and skilled!" Qin Xuan said with a serious face: "Now I will teach you to draw as you like!"

"Painting as you like?" Murong Jing's eyes widened.

Qin Xuan couldn't help but think of what he said in Murong Jing's class when he obtained a god-level painting.

"Only by jumping out of the box can you truly become a generation of grandmasters!" Qin Xuan said without waves: "Painting is free, that is, painting according to the heart, painting what you think in your heart, don't be shackled by the rules!"

"Brother, I know!"

A week later!

Murong Jing took a painting with an aggrieved face and said, "Brother, I will animate according to your drawing, but I was criticized by the teacher, saying that I was blind in painting!"

Qin Xuan glanced at the painting and said comfortingly: "It's okay, keep coming back!"

Two weeks later!

Murong Jing's eyes were red and she said, "Today, the teacher criticized my painting in front of the whole class, it's so embarrassing!"

Qin Xuan glanced at the painting: "There is progress, don't pay attention to those ordinary people." ”

Three weeks later!

Murong Jing said to Qin Xuan: "Brother, otherwise I will drop out of school, my classmates will laugh at me, I don't want to study anymore!"

Qin Xuan glanced at the painting and nodded: "There is progress, keep up the good work!"

A month later!

Murong Jing was followed by a stern and old-fashioned old man.

When the old man came to Qin Xuan, he said sternly, "You are the brother who taught Murong Jing to paint as he pleases?"

"Hmm, who are you?" Qin Xuan raised his eyebrows!

"Who am I, I am Murong Jing's teacher!" The old man looked proud: "Maybe I introduce myself in another way, my name is Wang Guoshan, a national first-class painting master, my works have been exhibited in the Louvre, and one of my paintings can be sold for at least one million......"

"Stop, don't pretend to be forced in front of me, what do you want to say!" Qin Xuan interrupted him directly.

"What kind of bullshit painting moves at will!" Wang Guoshan said with an angry face: "Skill is the experience that the world has summed up for thousands of years. ”

"Jingjing, she is a blank sheet of paper now, if you draw something, you won't be able to erase it in the future!" Qin Xuan said lightly.

"So what? Do you just let her scribble randomly?" Wang Guoshan pointed at Qin Xuan's nose and scolded: "You are simply a piece of trash, do you know Murong Jing's talent? She is more talented than me, she can go further than me, you wrong people's children, you wrong people's children!"

The old man's face was blue and angry.

"Old man, you are not allowed to scold your brother!" Murong Jing's face was flushed with anger, and even the teacher stopped screaming, grabbing Qin Xuan's hand and glaring at him viciously.

"You, you, Murong Jing, you are really angry with me, what kind of brother you have, what kind of garbage sister you have!" Wang Guoshan pointed at her coldly: "You get out of my class in the future!"

"I'm not unusual!"

"Let's go, ignore him!" Qin Xuan took Murong Jing's little hand and slowly passed past him.

At this time, a piece of paper in Qin Xuan's pocket fell!

"Huh?"

The old man wrinkled, picked up the paper, and glanced at it slightly!

Poof!

Wang Guoshan burst into tears, and the old tears were rampant: "Painting saint, this is the real painting saint, the people in this painting are too beautiful, there is no use of the slightest skill such as gongbi, but the characters are on the paper, this is the greatest painting, Leonardo da Vinci's "Mona Lisa" is scum compared to her, I can see such a painting, I die without regrets!"

"Brother, what's wrong with him, teacher?" Murong Jing stopped and looked at the old man in surprise.

"Brother's things have been dropped, can you help my brother get them back?" Qin Xuan said with a smile.

Murong Jing took back the piece of paper from Wang Guoshan's hand.

Looking at the woman above, he asked with a look of fascination: "Brother, who is the woman in this painting?

Qin Xuan looked up at the sky and said lightly, "That's you thirteen years later!"

At this time, Qin Xuan glanced at the black shadow behind Murong Jing, the black shadow had faded a lot, but he still looked at Qin Xuan with a hideous expression.

......

Thirteen years later!

Royal College of Art, School of Painting!

Murong Jing was wearing a bachelor's gown, she was already extremely beautiful at this time, with full breasts and slender legs, just standing there attracted the attention of countless people.

She is extremely beautiful, and the cold aura on her body has been erased, and there is a touch of softness!

"Brother, today is my graduation ceremony, it's been four years, and I haven't seen you for four years!"

Murong Jing had a look of sadness on her face.

Eleven years!

That teenager played the harmonica for her for a whole eleven years!

No matter the sun or rain, the wind and the rain!

Elementary, junior high, and high school can hear the melodious sound of the piano every day after school.

Her brother has become an integral part of her life!

Only by listening to his piano music every day will Murong Jing be happy!

But four years ago, from the moment she was admitted to the Royal Academy of Art, her brother seemed to suddenly disappear!

It's like eleven years ago, suddenly appeared in front of her!

She prayed every day for her brother to appear again, but for four years, he did not show up once.

"Jingjing, it's time for you to speak as a representative of our painting department!" said an old professor in his fifties with gray hair with a kind face.

This is the most amazing student she's ever taught!

She didn't use any painting techniques, and now one of her paintings has been able to fetch the price of Van Gogh's work at Caltex auction.

It's genius!

An unparalleled genius in the world of painting!

"Your painting style has become its own, Jingjing, you are the greatest painter of the 21st century!" said the old professor congratulatorily.

"No, my painting is still a little short!" Murong Jing said.

"A little worse?" the old professor puzzled.

"Hmm!" Murong Jing nodded and said.

She still remembers the time four years ago when she showed her brother the work that had been accepted by the Royal College of Art.

The last word my brother said to him!

Draw as you like!

All you have to do is draw the picture that pleases you the most.

"Go up and speak!" said the old professor.

"My biggest wish before was to be a teacher, to be able to teach the children the skills I have learned all my life, and to see them grow up happily!" Murong Jing said with emotion standing on the podium.

The audience immediately applauded!

And yet at this moment!

Someone asked: "Being a teacher was your greatest wish before, so what is your greatest wish now, Goddess Murong?"

Murong Jing's eyes instantly turned red, tears flowed down her face, and she roared: "I don't know, I don't know where he is!"

In an instant, the entire auditorium was in a commotion!

Oh my God, is this still the number one goddess in the school? Everyone was shocked, they had never seen Murong Jing lose her temper like this!

"Brother, hurry up and come back to take brother!" Murong Jing suddenly shouted heartbreakingly.

The brother who has played the harmonica for her for eleven years is her greatest wish.

What kind of world painting master, a painting can sell for tens of millions, she doesn't care!

She just wants her brother back!

Just like when I was a child, play this harmonica and wait for her to get out of class!

Brother?

Everyone is confused?

Then!

Suddenly, a melodious harmonica sound came!

This harmonica is so beautiful, so wonderful, that everyone is immersed in it.

Murong Jing was shocked, and just looked at the door of the auditorium!

A handsome young man, wearing only one shoe, slowly playing the harmonica.

Eleven years have passed, and she has grown from a child to a goddess!

But he always seems to be that young!

Except for one less shoe on your feet!

Still so handsome as a god!

"Brother, you're back!" she covered her mouth and burst into tears!

The boy just looked at her and smiled.

"Draw as you like, my most exciting picture is you, brother!"

Murong Jing roared!

Under everyone's incredible gaze!

I saw Murong Jing pick up the paintbrush, and while crying, she was painting a handsome young man like a god.

She drew the harmonica with great care, more carefully than she did for Empress Elizabeth.

Then!

Behind her came a terrifying black shadow!

"No, don't!" the black shadow roared fiercely, "how is this possible? we are one, I am in the depths of your heart, you can't drive me away, ahhhh

Rumble!

The shadow turned into a fire!

It burned with a bang!

At the same time!

Murong Jing's painting is finally complete!

"Brother", that's the name of the painting!

Suddenly!

Bang!

Shattered Illusion!

"Oh mom, I've finally survived this fucking fifteen years!" Qin Xuan's heart hurt incomparably.

Nima!

In addition to playing the harmonica to Murong Jing every day!

His life is all about being in a daze, in a daze, in a daze!

Fucking a whole eleven years of stupidity!

The last four years finally can't stand it anymore!

opened a small restaurant in the fantasyland, and four years later became the world's first hotel, he became the richest person in the world, and even Queen Elizabeth had to make an appointment in advance for dinner, and the president of the United States had to queue for two months if he wanted to see him!

It was a fucking chic day!

In the end, I almost forgot Murong Jing's graduation time, and when I finally rushed over, I lost one of my fucking shoes!

Fortunately!

Finally caught up!

The demon has been killed!

He finally breathed a sigh of relief!

"Damn, I seem to have discovered a lot of secrets of Teacher Murong Jing!" Eleven years of harmonica career has made him know Murong Jing's living habits well!

It's all what Murong Jing told him!

For example, I like to sleep naked, I like to wear Winnie the Pooh's underwear, use sanitary napkins in seven degrees of space, and ......

Just when Qin Xuan was finally freed!

Suddenly!

"Brother!"

Murong Jing's eyes were full of tears, and she was extremely excited!

The goddess of the First Royal Academy, the person known as Little Picasso in the painting world, just threw herself into Qin Xuan's arms, and kissed her red lips violently!

She was so devoted, releasing all the enthusiasm in her body, and wanting to melt all her love into Qin Xuan's body.

Nima, what's going on?

Qin Xuan was stunned!

"Hey, the master has already told you before, everything in the dream will be engraved in Murong Jing's memory, that is, you are her brother now!" Xiaohu said with a narrow face.

Nima!

Why don't you remind me again!

Qin Xuan's heart was in a groove!

I'm really about to become a humanoid self-propelled cannon, don't you think the harem is driving enough?

But soon, his thoughts were melted away by the fiery tenderness!

Tsk, Teacher Murong's mouth is so sweet!

Just when the two of them were very emotional!

Bang!

The door was suddenly opened!

In an instant, the world fell silent!

Write crying, this chapter, this is the most perfect love in my heart

(End of chapter)