An Li recognized that it was the painting Pierre drew on the day he went to the forest farm.

The picture is now rich in color, no longer pure black and white.

The green in the long yellow sand is more tenacious and precious.

There are two figures of little people next to the green. The girl is sitting on the ground with strange-shaped piles of sand at her feet, while the standing man has one hand in his pocket and tilts his head slightly, listening attentively.

Qu Chen crawled out of the closet, saw the painting, excitedly said: "This is the painting that Pierre has hidden for several days, finally I saw it."

"Sister An Li, you don't even know that Pierre had to wait for you to come before he was willing to open this painting, which made me extremely curious."

There was a touch of red on Pierre's fair skin.

"Ann, this is the painting I gave you."

An Li took the painting with great care: "Thank you, I like it very much!"

[Ahhhh, Master Pierre’s painting!Put it in the auction house and it will cost at least a few million! 】

[Suck it, I instantly feel the value of this painting. 】

[Ooooooooo, I’m so jealous of Sister An. 】

[The key is not painting, the key is that Sister An can make friends with masters like Pierre! !I can’t even envy this kind of luck! 】

An Li himself didn't understand. From the first time they met, Pierre called her "Muse" and gave her the deepest friendship.

It's like a big pie fell out of the sky for no reason.

An Li didn't know what to do, so he could only accept this friendship, treat it kindly, and cherish it.

Pierre smiled brightly, and it could be seen that the famous painter was really happy at the moment.

Qu Chen moved closer to the painting, rubbing his chin.

"If I'm not mistaken, the other person in the painting is Teacher Li, right?"

Shen Shan standing beside Pierre looked slightly stiff.

"Sister Anli, you and Teacher Li look quite harmonious in this painting!" Qu Chen said carelessly.

In the next second, a punch landed on his head.

Lu Zhihui pinched her waist with both hands: "What are you talking about here?"

Don’t you know that what female stars are most afraid of is gossip and public opinion?
Qu Chen touched the place where he was beaten, and he also came to his senses, and quickly slapped his mouth lightly: "Hey, look at my mouth, sister Anli, don't be surprised."

An Li laughed and shook his head: "How could that be?"

Lu Zhihui turned her head, seemingly in a good mood, and took out a woven flower basket from behind.

"Conditions are limited. Everyone makes gifts by hand, so I can only use local materials."

"I'll make up for you when the program is finished."

"This one, you take it first."

An Li took the flower basket, thanked him first, and then was a little surprised: "I didn't expect your hands to be so skillful. Can you teach me how to weave it?"

Lu Zhihui felt a little embarrassed when she heard this.

"Don't look at me like this, I always got perfect marks in my handicraft classes when I was in school!"

She raised her head proudly, then glanced at An Li, and said awkwardly: "For your sake, it's not impossible to teach me."

[Ouch, ouch, what kind of large-scale tsundere meow is this! 】

[This is the first time I think Lu Zhihui is so cute! 】

[Lu Zhihui’s hands are really skillful. This little flower basket is more beautiful than the ones sold outside! 】

[You don’t know, right?Huihui’s parents are the inheritors of the intangible cultural heritage of bamboo weaving! 】

[Zundu fake duo, what a formidable look! 】

[That’s for sure. Although we Huihui have entered the entertainment industry, our craft heritage has not been left behind! 】

[Hey, have you noticed that the people around Anli are so outstanding? 】

[This is called, those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black! 】

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