Gu Nian looked at the two, he had never been in love, but he also knew that there was a word called ......'backbone'.

His sister...... Apparently not, worried.

……

Song Moshan stood behind Gu Cici, watched her copy "Small Town Scenery", and looked at her consumables by the way.

He remembered that at the apprenticeship banquet, her brothers and sisters gave her a lot of good things, including a whole set of color sorting, yes, she used it, and she was not reluctant.

Song Moshan watched her pick up the pen and put it down, and nodded from time to time.

Professor Yang was bored at the door of the studio, and saw him standing behind Gu Cici for more than ten minutes without moving, and couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart, walked in, and guided and corrected behind others.

This is the classroom, not his private studio, holding down a student to teach, capricious.

Song Moshan didn't look at Old Man Yang at all, he wanted to open a personal class at first, but he was afraid that the ancient words would not come, after all, the surname Yang had no other skills, and he had a very good set of people's hearts.

Song Moshan looked at it again and again, and finally couldn't help but speak: "There is also an ink painting version of this work. ”

After a while, he glanced back at him blankly and found him standing behind him.

Song Moshan nodded, very satisfied with her state, just two hours of class can be silent before the work can be produced, the environment here is still too noisy, there is an intermission every forty minutes, not suitable for her to paint.

She should be in an undisturbed studio, and it is normal for people not to come out for a day when she is in the mood, and at her age, it is the time when she is most inspired and creative.

Seeing that he didn't move, Gu Ci turned around and continued to paint.

Song Moshan remembered that he hadn't finished speaking: "You can try the ink version." ”

Gu Ci has opinions about the Song family, but she can be kind to Lu Zhiyuan, not inferior to Song Moshan: "Is it okay to use Puxuan?" She once asked about the price of rice paper, it was very expensive, Song Moshan asked, she was worried that if the rice paper was not selected satisfactorily, Song Moshan thought she did not respect him.

Song Moshan remembered her family conditions, she couldn't sell the gifts given to her by her senior brother and sister to buy personal items now: "I have some Xuan ...... there"

"No need, Teacher Song said to regulate."

Song Moshan was a little embarrassed, remembering that she had a rich boyfriend, and pulled down her face, do you want a boyfriend, girl, be reserved, you can't rely on the other party for everything, how does the other party think of her after a long time.

Song Moshan's unhappiness was all written on his face, and he said directly: "You just draw this." ”

"Oh." The old rhetoric is not painful.

Song Moshan was even more unhappy in his heart, and then he was angry and sorry when he saw that this little girl was wearing something that might be taken by Lu Zhiyuan, Qian Yuzhi made so much money, waiting to bring it into the coffin!

Song Moshan turned around and left angrily, looking at anyone's paintings along the way was not pleasing to the eye, what was the painting, simply changed the system!

Zhou Xiaolan quietly leaned over to Gu Cici's side and said in a low voice: "I found that no, Song Lao likes your paintings very much, and he pays attention to you in these classes." ”

Gu Ci smiled: "Maybe." ”

"I think he ......"

"Class still lets you talk!" Song Moshan was mercilessly angry at Zhou Xiaolan, he only thought about it before bothering the ancient rhetoric, what's going on with that girl, what can't be said about it!

Zhou Xiaolan was yelled at inexplicably, aggrieved, what's wrong with her, and she is so quiet.

The ancient rhetoric hurriedly put down the paint to comfort.

Seeing this, Professor Yang hurriedly pulled Song Moshan, what's the matter, can you fire accurately, I should say, who let you speak! Can I say anything about you!

And it's not just Zhou Xiaolan who speaks, besides, this is a classroom, not a creation room, and anyone who comes in can yell twice: "Professor Song is strict, and it's also for your good, class, class." Professor Yang directly pulled Old Man Song out.

Zhou Xiaolan died of grievance: "I don't respect him enough, so ...... small voice"

"Yes, yes, he hasn't been a big teacher, he doesn't know anything, let's not be like him."

"Then don't let him see your paintings next time."

"Okay, okay."

"You can't be an apprentice to him."

"Definitely, definitely." Gu Ci was patting her back, the phone suddenly vibrate, Gu Ci took a look, Gu Nian? Just separated, what happened to him, and he knew that she was in class every year, so he wouldn't call her at this time, there must be something.

The old rhetoric is connected.

"Sister, the old woman is back, I don't know what to tell my mother, my mother is sick, I am on my way to the hospital, I ...... I'm not familiar with the hospitals here, it's a bit ...... Sister ......"

"Okay, I know, don't worry, I'll go over immediately, someone will call you in the hospital, remember to answer."

Gu Ci called Shen Guangyao, Lu Zhiyuan was not in school, not to mention finding Lu Zhiyuan, he also called Shen Guangyao and Feng Yu, she didn't want to see Feng Yu.

"Don't worry, I'll arrange it right away, go over now, don't worry, come out slowly, I'll arrange the driver at the door."

Zhou Xiaolan: "It's okay......"

"It's okay, Teacher Song's business, I'll talk to Professor Yang when I go back, don't be like him......"

"You hurry up and go about your business, I'm fine."

"Wen Qiong looked at Lan Lan, I'll go first."

"Go, go."

Professor Yang was talking to Song Moshan when he saw Ai Jiang running over, and he was immediately surprised: "Eh, what are you doing?" ”

"I have something at home, so I'll leave first, and Professor Yang will help me ask for leave."

Professor Yang looked at Song Moshan.

Song Moshan's face darkened even more: "Class time-"

"Yes, yes, class time, not an example."

……

When Gu Ci rushed to the hospital, Shen Guangyao and Gu Nian immediately greeted him.

Gu Nian stood directly behind his sister, a little entangled by the situation of the hospital, he hugged his mother to get out of the taxi, so many people were waiting at the entrance of the hospital, and directly transported his mother in, doctor, first aid, separate ward, until his mother lay on the bed, he just stood still like a transparent person.

The patient's name, past medical history, and registered medicine were not approached to him. and the man in front of him, comforting him like a psychopath.

Gu Ci reached out to soothe him.

Shen Guangyao reported the situation: "The doctor has used the medicine and it has stabilized, you don't have to worry." ”

"Thank you."

"It's a little thing, your brother is scared a lot, and he was sweating when he came."

Nonsense, you run all the way with people and you're sweating.

The old rhetoric pulled through the ancient years: "Go in and have a look." ”

"No, the old woman is inside."

The old rhetoric stopped: "Why is she there?" ”

"I came back early in the morning with my luggage, and said that I would stay with us in the future and live in your bed, so I threw her the luggage out." What do you think! Stayed at his sister's place.

"So you quarreled, and Mom was sick?"

"It's not!" and a little lacking in confidence: "Originally...... But after drinking the medicine, who knows what she said when she pulled her mother in, it became like this. ”

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