Even Bai Zhitong was very depressed, a little confused, she felt that Xie Qian should not be angry because of the incident that she bumped into when she came out of the bathroom last night, she didn't mean it, but if it was because of other things, she really couldn't think of it, and she didn't think that Xie Qian was such a stingy person.

Only Xie Qian himself knows that he is not angry with Bai Zhitong, he is angry with himself, but the origin of this anger is really related to Bai Zhitong.

Because Xie Qian dreamed last night.

Xie Qian really couldn't figure it out, obviously he didn't have any cranky thoughts before going to bed, nor did he have any bad thoughts, how could he do that, a dream that was not as good as a beast.

What made Xie Qian feel even more awkward was that after waking up in the morning, he still remembered what happened in his dream very clearly, and even the touch was ......

So much so that Xie Qian didn't dare to face Bai Zhitong, and his expression faded unconsciously.

Especially after breakfast, when he habitually picked up Bai Zhitong's drawing board, and Bai Zhitong came to him again, Xie Qian's face darkened.

It reminded him of what he saw in his dreams, and the touch.

It's just that his expression made Bai Zhitong even more worried, and asked cautiously, "Brother Xie Qian, did I do something wrong, if so, you have to tell me, I will know, and then I can change it."

Xie Qian was stunned for a moment, seeing that Bai Zhitong's face was constantly worried, and he also realized what was wrong with him, so he hurriedly adjusted his emotions, and the person calmed down, and said, "No, you are fine, you haven't done anything wrong."

It was he who did the wrong, how could he dream like that.

This is a little girl, and she is also the younger sister that Bai Heng specially asked you to take care of, you should also treat her as a sister, how can you have such a dream.

Could it be the reason why I haven't solved it myself for a long time recently?

Xie Qian couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it anymore, reached out and touched Bai Zhitong's head, and said, "Don't think about it, let's go, I'll send you to the studio."

Seeing that Xie Qian seemed to have recovered his previous attitude, Bai Zhitong breathed a sigh of relief, and after following up, he also realized that Xie Qian had actually touched her head just now.

The touch seemed to be still on her head, dry and thick, with well-defined bones, and a warmth that belonged to Xie Qian.

made Bai Zhitong's face unconsciously show a grinning smile.

The studio was very close to Xie's house, and soon, the two arrived at the studio.

It was like this every day before, Bai Zhitong came to the studio in the morning, and Xie Qian helped send it over with a sketchpad on his back.

In the studio, the children have already arrived, and they are basically all here at this time.

After Bai Zhitong entered the studio and began to teach the children to draw, the temperament of the whole person also changed.

is no longer a little jumpy, immature little girl, but serious with a hint of seriousness, but serious and gentle, it is precisely because of this that the children in the village not only respect her as a teacher, but also respect with love and closeness.

In the studio, Bai Zhitong was drawing on the drawing board one by one, while explaining softly to the children.

The children are very serious, except for the sound of Bai Zhitong's explanation in the classroom, there is only the sound of her paintbrush falling on the paper.

The sunlight shone through the eaves, the cracks in the windows, and the wisps fell on her.

Xie Qian leaned against a tree not far from the studio and happened to see this scene.

Somehow, at this moment, he felt that teaching the children to draw, such a serious little girl, seemed to be glowing, Xie Qian unconsciously immersed himself in it, until Bai Zhitong seemed to finish teaching, looked outside the classroom, and when he saw him, he showed a smile at him.

At that moment, Xie Qianqing's warm eyebrows and eyes softened a little unconsciously, and he also reacted, he seemed to have seen a lot.

Xie Qian helped his forehead, secretly feeling that something seemed to be wrong in the past two days, this state was not right, and he had to adjust it well.

At this time, Bai Zhitong, who was teaching the child to finish painting by himself, took the time to come out.

He said to Xie Qian very excitedly, "Brother Xie Qian, I really found that there are a few children in our village who are very talented in painting

, especially Xiaoming, his talent is really high, higher than me, I think he can learn and develop professionally in this area in the future......

Bai Zhitong was like a happy bird, chattering around Xie Qian about his discovery.

After opening a studio and teaching the children of Qingshui Village to draw, Xiaoming, a teenager, really gave Bai Zhitong a big surprise.

Bai Zhitong knows that she herself is talented in painting, which is also what her teacher said personally, but Bai Zhitong feels that Xiaoming is more talented than her, and she can understand it at one point, and that hand is completely born for painting and art.

Bai Zhitong even wanted to contact her teacher, so that the teacher accepted Xiaoming as a junior disciple and specially cultivated it.

The teacher cherishes talents the most, if he sees such a talented person as Xiaoming, he must cherish it very much, and he can't wait to accept him as a disciple.

Even if Xiaoming has limited mobility and needs to use a wheelchair, this is not a problem.

Painters, artists, rely on hands, not legs.

「…… Brother Xie Qian, what do you think of me introducing Xiaoming to my teacher? My teacher is definitely willing to train Xiaoming." Bai Zhitong asked Xie Qian's opinion.

"Yes, I support you, whether it's Xiaoming or other children, if you encounter any difficulties, you can find me, and I will find a way to solve it." Xie Qian promised.

However, Xie Qian didn't expect that Xiaoming's talent for painting was so high that Bai Zhitong wanted to introduce him to her teacher.

Xie Qian knew that with Bai Zhitong's current identity, her teacher must be extraordinary.

Xiaoming, a young man, is a good, smart, and empathetic person, but this fact that his legs are not good and he needs to use a wheelchair may limit his future development.

But if Xiaoming has a talent for painting in the future, and has developed and accomplished, then even being in a wheelchair is not a big problem.

Therefore, he naturally supported Bai Zhitong's suggestion.

Whether it is Xiaoming or the other children in Qingshui Village, they are all good, for Xie Qian, they are like younger brothers and sisters, although they are not as loving as Xie Ning, but he also wants to help if he can, and he also hopes to see that they can have a better future and development.

"Okay, then I'll go and tell my teacher about Xiaoming's situation."

Bai Zhitong's teacher is indeed not simple, he is a well-known painter in the top of the world, a national-level old artist, he has held many art exhibitions, many paintings have been sold at extremely high prices, and the money from the sale of those paintings has been donated by the teacher to help the society.

Her teacher was an artist, but he was not pedantic.

Bai Zhitong began to learn to draw with her teacher when she was sixteen years old, and the teacher treated her like her own daughter.

Bai Zhitong, who got Xie Qian, immediately contacted his teacher and passed on Xiaoming's situation and what he painted to his teacher.

Bai Zhitong's teacher also quickly gave feedback, that is, he would come to Qingshui Village after a while to personally inspect Xiaoming.

After class, Bai Zhitong also told Xiaoming about it and asked Xiaoming's opinion.

「…… So Xiaoming, are you willing to accept my teacher's inspection at that time?" Bai Zhitong asked.