She tried to look up and smile: "it''s OK."


    If you fall in love with someone, you will be out of your mind.


    Qu huazi put her arm around her shoulder and took her to walk forward: "I know you are very difficult now, but it doesn''t matter. We will help you."


    Yes, it''s so simple. They left the painting "Red Chamber" and looked at the next painting.


    It''s the girl.


    "Red Chamber" and "Maiden" are both large-scale paintings. Naturally, they are side by side, like a contest and a feeling of side by side.


    Xu Huanxi slowly clenched his fist. Yes, this painting is Xue Jingyun''s.


    She suddenly understood why Xue Jingyun was here, probably in order to see the response of Qu huazi.


    Looking at the painting, the seven fairies were still commenting.


    "This painting It''s OK. I really like the contrast of his hues. "


    "The girl in the picture is very good-looking. The strokes are very delicate. It feels like she''s alive."


    "You Do you feel Does that woman look familiar? "


    It seemed that she could not hear the discussion of her companion. She looked up at the painting. The strong colors came to her face. The top half was dazzling sunlight, and the bottom half was cold sea water.


    The painting, as if instantly engraved into her mind, made her tremble with pain.


    It''s a good painting. It looks like this when it''s completely drawn.


    It should take a lot of time to draw such a large oil painting with delicate strokes.


    She looked back at Xue Jingyun again. He was standing a little far away, but she still saw the red blood under his eyes.


    From the beginning of the competition, only seven days, he really spent a lot of thought.


    It''s just to tell someone - I drew a picture for you, to be known all over the world.


    "It''s huazi. Don''t you think the people in the painting are huazi?" When Qin Qiao called out, everyone suddenly woke up and agreed.


    "Really, it''s huazi. My God, huazi, you are a good goddess in this painting. I almost didn''t recognize it."


    "Look! Look! Whose is this work! Who painted such a good painting for huazi? It''s romantic


    "Xue Jingyun?"


    "I seem to have heard of this name. It''s also a character on the school''s list. It''s good-looking and can do anything. I heard that there are many little fans in the school."


    "But ah, I don''t know whether it''s because he''s cold and inhumane or because of the threat of the school bully, so no one can get into him."


    "My God, we are so beautiful. Anyway, this is the most romantic confession I''ve ever seen to you this year."


    She listened, trying to pull the corners of her mouth to echo - yes, the most romantic confession.


    It hurt her so much.


    She couldn''t help looking back at the boy, but The man is gone.


    She bowed her head and twisted her fingers. She couldn''t even make a sound when she was sad.


    In the face of such a deep meaning of oil painting, the performance of Qu huazi is very calm. That''s right. For those who show off in the woods like Qu huazi, they have been expressed since childhood.


    Qu huazi enjoyed the painting frankly: "this painting is really good, but you can''t say that the person on it is me. Maybe it''s just a little bit like that. Don''t talk about it. It''s not good to cause trouble to Xue. "


    Listen, that''s a good thing to say.