In the courtyard, Mo Shishi exercised his vitality and embodied seven rabbits, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, like seven balls of cotton, running around Chu Yunyun, making the girl happy.

"Mortal sister, is there anything else?"

Mo Chenshi waved his hand with a lack of interest and conjured up a few mice and kittens, and his eyes looked at the living room from time to time, she didn't care much about this senior sister, and she actually dared to mock the head of her own courtyard head-on.

If it weren't for the etiquette, she wouldn't bother to accompany each other.

"Earthly, Yunyun, enter. ”

At this moment, Mo Yan walked out with a treacherous look and waved and shouted at the two girls.

Mo Chenshi quickly dispersed her vitality, but Chu Yunyun had a difficult expression, and she was a little afraid of Han Kunyun. Because of the birthmark on her face, she will subconsciously explore the problem of mentality when she sees beautiful things, but she rarely expounds this feeling.

Maybe Han Kunyun's temperament was too friendly, or maybe it was the other party's indifferent attitude that made her feel uncomfortable, and the girl said 'there is a false appearance'.

After she finished speaking, she regretted it, you have to know that the head of the house can let her get out of the Zhongzhou School with one sentence, but fortunately, the other party has no life, but said another serious thing in a very special tone.

But she doesn't want to admit it, so she doesn't want to be misfortuned by others.

With such a motive, the two girls arrived at the meeting room, only to see Han Kunyun sitting in the main seat, Chu Qing was looking at her with a complicated eye, the girl lowered her head, and inexplicably felt that something was important, as if something was going to happen.

"From now on you will be a novelist's protégé. Chu Qing's expression was bright, and he said with a straight face: "If you are still annoyed, see the head of the hospital, I will solve the formalities for you." ”

Chu Yunyun was stunned, she looked at her father stupidly, and forgot to speak.

"Get on your knees. Frowning, Chu Qing shouted.

"I ...... He...... Daddy. Chu Yunyun finally gave feedback, her pretty face was bloody, and she was sweating anxiously, but she couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Yun Yun. Chu Qing shouted again, his eyes shining with the brilliance that only the father and daughter understood.

Chu Yunyun was stunned for a long time, remembering the scene when her father took her to ask to see a large number of teachers, the birthmark on her face was congenital, and she could not experience medication relief, and she did not get better when she asked to see the holy hand of the Nuwa tribe.

Later, I turned my hope to those strongmen of the law, but it was still useless, and my friends just saw her on the wall and sent her off with kind words.

Daddy is a great painter in the heart of Zhongzhou School, and he is also a famous artist in Zhongzhou.

"See the head of the house. Kneeling down on his knees, kowtowing heavily, a trace of redness and swelling was discovered, Chu Yunyun looked at Han Kunyun with tears in his eyes.

"Get up. Han Kunyun nodded with satisfaction and said: "In the future, you will be the novelist's protégé, in short, even if I cover it, can you be clear?"

The people in the hall were speechless, how could Han Kunyun's words sound a little wrong.

"Huh?" Chu Yunyun was also stunned.

"You'll find out later. Han Kunyun smiled and said, "Mentor Mo, send off guests, I'm going to teach my protégé." ”

A look of embarrassment flashed on Chu Qing's face, this Han Kunyun was really straightforward, he bowed, and left the living room with Mo Yanqing, who was also helpless.

"Earthly, go to the daily class, January! ”

Han Kunyun stood up and said unhurriedly: "Yun Yun, follow me." ”

Mo Chenshi glanced at Chu Yunyun sourly, if it weren't for her, the head of the courtyard would have accompanied me to write a novel, this senior sister really came to grab the position.

Chu Yunyun calmly followed Han Kunyun after his death, and the two arrived in the courtyard, where a long table had been set up in January, and there were paintings made by Han Kunyun on it.

"Do you want to make such a promise?" asked Han Kunyun, pointing to the painting.

Chu Yunyun stepped forward and looked at the painting, his eyes were round, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Your mother isn't a Terran. Han Kunyun asked abruptly.

"Oni. Chu Yunyun's expression changed slightly, his eyes returned, and he replied with his head down.

January's hand trembled slightly, and then he returned to his original state, calmly put the charcoal away, and waited aside.

"The qi of yin and yang is unbalanced, and it is solid and depressed. Han Kunyun said unhurriedly: "The difference between you and others is not only your face. ”

"What the hell is the head of the house trying to say? ”

Chu Yunyun raised first, and suddenly felt a sense of grief and indignation in his heart, is it really useful for Daddy to entrust me to someone like Xu?

"Don't doubt it, I'm not a blind one. Han Kunyun glanced at the girl, and said in his heart that this country is really a magical place, and there are really good-looking girls.

Chu Yunyun's face was slightly red, there was the shyness of being seen through by Han Kunyun, and the snickering joy of being rewarded, although she knew that this might as well comfort her words, it seems that this head of the courtyard is an auspicious person, and the verification of innocence is the simplicity of Yunyun.

"I'll paint you a picture, and you'll know why I'm saying that. ”

Seeing the change in the girl's expression, Han Kunyun had already guessed the other party's age, and the martial arts had reached his level, and the nuanced investigation was the basic request.

Chu Yunyun calmly retreated to the wall, watching Han Kunyun pick up the strange charcoal, let go of the white paper, her skills fluttered, and the lines were excavated, she held her breath and condensed, and remembered this scene in a firm manner, the girl porridge painted, because the things drawn would not be defective, only she thought, everything was perfect.

Han Kunyun's painting methods are unprecedented, and the scene outlined by the lines is actually realistic and clear, and the girl automatically produces a scene in her mind, and with the increase of lines, the scene first becomes fully clear.

It was a girl in palace dress, she was dressed in a pink light veil, her long hair was coiled, there was no more whitewash, only a green silk ribbon restrained, walking barefoot on the grass, and her fairy-like appearance made the people drunk.

But this woman's facial features ...... Why is it so familiar?

"Damn, picture agglutination?" Han Kunyun put down the charcoal after finishing, clapped his hands and was about to pretend to be forced to talk, when he turned around, he saw Chu Yunyun had an epiphany, he complained in his heart, and pretended to retreat calmly to the side, with a look of control.

"Sir, it's so sharp. January reverence, who saw the whole process, said reverently.

"It's just a casual effort, this woman is just excellent. After Han Kunyun died with one hand behind his back, the old god said, but he was muttering in his heart, is there any cornucopia or something buried under the Zhongzhou Academy, why are there so many geniuses.