Quick Transmigrate to Have a Boyfriend

Five years later, the famous y gallery.

"Lin Da artist, can you give me the time after work

Lin Yu put down his brush and looked at the man leaning at the door. He turned his eyes indifferently and collected the painting.

"Yi Miao, you know I'm not interested in you."

After chasing Lin Yu for so many years, Liu Yimiao felt frustrated.

"Isn't it a party tonight? I just want to see you there." Liu Yimiao changed his words and said that Lin Yu would not refuse.

As expected, Lin Yu said, "well."

When they came to the gallery hall, Liu Yimiao's dark eyes looked at Lin Yu's famous works.

Five years ago, among the works submitted by them, Lin Yu's works were praised by the teachers and took part in the national art competition on behalf of the school, winning the first place in the country.

Fine.

Lin Yu's painting skills are needless to say. What's more important is the implication of this painting, which is very positive and energetic. The combination of fashion and correct values naturally wins praise.

And Liu Yimiao can see at a glance that two people on the sea of flowers, one is Lin Yu, the other is the old man.

"Let's go." Lin Yu reminds way.

Although the fine has been hanging in the gallery and Lin Yu has locked himself in the gallery for the past five years, he has almost blocked this work.

"Well, take a walk and say that master Wuding is taking advantage of this banquet to introduce you to this big and old man." Liu Yimiao comes over and tries to put his hand on Lin Yu's shoulder.

Lin Yu just light look at him, Liu Yimiao then obediently take back his hand, "I don't move."

"Give me something to eat..." Suddenly, a pair of dirty hands let Lin Yu clean pants stained with stains.

Liu Yimiao kicked the beggar aside with one foot, "go to the door of the hotel to ask for food. What are you doing here? It's annoying."

"All right." Lin Yu stops Liu Yimiao from trying to kick again.

He looked at the unkempt man and put the few cash in his pocket in front of him.

"Thank you, thank you!" The man grabbed his hand and looked at Lin Yu sincerely.

Lin Yu's heart trembled when he saw the eyes. When he wants to reach for a man's hair. Liu Yimiao clapped the man's hand. "Lin Yu, let's go. The epidemic is everywhere recently. We can't be infected."

"Good." Lin Yu straight back to the waist.

And the man took the money and was happy.

After the whole party, Lin Yu was absent-minded. The man's eyes are always replayed in the brain.

Eyes like peach blossom, long eyelashes, slightly curved eye tail, slightly upward, with a red halo. It's like

It's like ginger's lazy eyes.

That pair of peach blossom eyes once looked at him affectionately and occupied him.

"The young master of the Lin family is really an artist with excellent temperament. I can see it at a glance in the crowd." A sweet looking girl touched Lin Yu's glass with champagne.

Li Chengcheng is the object of Lin Yu's communication. But Lin Yu never listened to his father.

"Thank you for the compliment." Lin Yu just nodded.

Li Chengcheng is like to challenge such a high degree of difficulty, she jumped close to Lin Yu, smile very happy, "do you also like to drink champagne?"

"Is Miss Li myopic?" Lin Yu quietly moved the steps.

"What?"

Before Lin Yu left, he said, "it's just plain water."

Li Chengcheng is a little impatient. How can he always turn a blind eye to the girl's kindness.