Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 218 Painting Soul (2)
Yi Jialan on the phone is still persuasive, her voice is not loud, but sonorous, "Jiujiu, there are many hurdles in life that must be overcome. Even if no one trusts you, you have to persevere and walk through the darkness bravely, because If you can't do it today, you will meet again tomorrow, do you still have to choose to shrink into your own shell to escape?"

Jiujiu shook her head, "I don't want to run away, but I will be very angry when I see her."

"Jiujiu, we are only angry with the person we like, and we have to smile at the person we dislike. The happier you are, the more troublesome he will be. On the contrary, if you catch her eye, make her angry, make her feel bad, and let her She can't hurt you, so she chooses to stay away from you, and you have successfully crossed a hurdle."

Jiujiu listened quietly, with some calculations in his heart.

Without Lan Zhongwen, the situation in the top class of the third year of junior high school will reappear. This time she is not Xiao Jiujiu who is protected by her family, but just like Lin Xiang, an ordinary girl.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them, her eyes were clear, "Auntie, I understand, I won't change the dormitory, I will still live there, even if she locks the door and won't let me in, I will kick the door open go in."

Now that the scene from that year has reappeared, she will go through the hurdles that she did not cross when she was young, and she will solve the problem by herself without Lan Zhongwen's protection.

After hanging up the phone, she looked at the starry sky, closed her eyes and took a deep breath of air, what should come will always come, what should not be hidden face to face, don't be cowardly, don't run away, be successful, be brave, be victorious.

Thinking of this, her footsteps seemed to become brisk, she smiled, and walked back to the grass to get her three-dimensional postcard, didn't she just drop it?Just stick it together, didn't you just fall?Just stand up again, and stand up wherever you fall.

In the distance, there was a black figure standing on the grass, looking at Jiujiu's postcard, Jiujiu was startled, and ran up quickly, "Who are you?"

Heiying turned his head, and the brown tear mole became sexy and charming because of the raised corners of his eyes, "I happened to pass by here and saw something interesting, so I took a look."

"What the hell are you lying to? You will pass by the girls' dormitory? No matter which angle you detour from, it is impossible for you to pass here."

"Oh, I've become smarter." Yan Xun put his hands in the pockets of his sportswear with a hood, squatted down, and carefully looked at Jiujiu's three-dimensional postcard, "The photo is not bad, but the light and shadow effects are not good. If you let me take a picture, I will definitely help you convert it into the oldest color."

The dress of the educated youth in the Republic of China should be photographed from a long time ago. It will look weird, but it is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. It is like a national educated youth walking into a museum through a time tunnel. What a shocking scene it is, even if you take photos to tell Ghost stories can also get twice the result with half the effort.

"What's none of your business?" Jiujiu snatched his postcard, but he didn't care, he was still at ease, watching Jiujiu turn and leave, and chased after him in three steps at a time.

"Are you a student of painting?" Yan Xun stood beside Jiujiu and walked towards the dormitory at the same time, "Actually, painting and photography belong to the same family. We can combine the two specialties and make an exhibition. "

These words are not for the purpose of pursuing Jiujiu to fool her. Yan Xun has not wanted to pursue her since he saw her paintings. He underestimated her in the past. He felt that he was too disgusting and classified her with all the girls. I think it's fun and beautiful, so I pursue her, wanting to satisfy my vanity.

But tonight, he changed his mind. The things Xiao Jiujiu drew were so vivid and stunning, which made him feel a sense of distance and closeness. If he pursued her just for fun, it would be impossible for him to Marry her, and she, a talented girl with superb painting skills, if he is affected by emotional pain, he is afraid that he will never see such a pure painting soul again, so beautiful that it makes the soul tremble.

There are two kinds of geniuses in this world, one is those who are always pure in heart, and the other is those who have experienced all kinds of vicissitudes and darkness. Only these two types of extreme people can draw unexpected stunning, innate Talent, and the rest, all depend on acquired hard work.

Xiao Jiujiu belongs to a person whose heart is always pure, so the things she draws are free and uninhibited, which makes people see the unimaginable beauty. Now he does not admire her, but wants to protect her, like his brother, not Let her suffer any harm, always pure.

"No need." Jiujiu flatly refused, "Didn't you say that you would pretend not to know me when you saw me? You wouldn't say hello to me, so why are you talking to me now? You're a man who talks so insignificantly, just talk to me Is it the same as farting? Will it be gone after farting?"

Jiujiu is not in such a good mood now, she feels very annoying when she sees him, and just wants to get rid of him quickly, so she speaks more and more rudely.

Yan Xun smiled instead of anger, "I didn't know you when I was in your dormitory just now, but now I want to know you again."

It's not pursuit, but understanding, understanding aboveboard, and then becoming friends.

"Pull it down, I don't want to be your friend, and, can you go? I'm so annoying."

But Yan Xun stuck to Jiujiu's shoulder like a piece of dog skin ointment, "Jiujiu, as the saying goes, those who are close to each other are seldom, and those who are not close are close. You are so rude to me, does it mean that you like me more?"

"Your thick skin is comparable to a city wall."

"Thank you for the compliment, but besides this advantage, I have many other advantages, such as photography, beauty, figure, popularity..." The word [-] is omitted here.

Jiujiu rolled his eyes, "Sure enough, the most humble people are invincible."

"Okay, whatever you say, it's fine, you can be my friend, okay? Okay, okay..." infinitely chant.

In fact, Yan Xun is not a playboy with an empty appearance. He has a shrewd mind, insight into people's hearts, and is good at photography. He is born to be an artist.

Jiujiu's ears were calloused by his noise, "Go away, you're so annoying."

"Okay, you seem to be in a bad mood, if you need my help, please call XXXXXXXX..."

Jiujiu glared at him, then walked quickly into the dormitory building.

He laughed from behind.

Jiujiu ignored it, thinking it was a ghost encounter at night.

Sure enough, the door of the 311 dormitory was locked.

(End of this chapter)