Chapter 178

Lu Shumu stood quietly, his black eyes lightly over the hand crossed by the little star and the words. He pursed his lower lip: "I can give you this painting."

"Really?" Little star some happy, smile.

The announcer came over and said with a smile, "this is the author of this painting."

Her eyes were slightly folded, and her fingers curled up gently. She thought of the gloom in the picture that children could not feel.

It's from such a little boy in front of me.

Lu Shumu raised his eyes and looked at the metaphor. He was very concerned about the metaphor and said, "do you want this painting?"

Yu Yu was stunned and pursed his lips: "do you want to give it to me? But my daughter wants it. " She touched the head of little star.

Little star shyly hugged Yu Yu's leg, her eyelashes moved, looking at Lu Shumu: "brother, this is your painting, you are so wonderful, I like you so much, you are so amazing!"

Lu Shumu's face was expressionless.

He said, "when the exhibition is over, I'll give you the paintings."

There is always an illusion in metaphor. Lu Shumu's words are just like what he said to her.

Little star some joy, she gently clapped her hands, some restraint, eyes shining, she said: "thank you! I love your painting

Speech metaphor curved lips, rubbed the head of little star.

Lu Shumu saw it and approached Yu for a few minutes. He stood in front of Yu and looked up at Yu. It looked like he wanted to be touched by Yu.

Yu hung his eyes and looked at Lu Shumu for a long time.

She bent her eyebrows and eyes, stretched out her hand, just wanted to fall on Lu Shumu's head, but suddenly someone called Lu Shumu's name.

It's a woman's voice, soft, with a little gentle, gentle and heroic: "Shumu, where are you?"

Yu's hand suddenly stopped on Lu Shumu's head, hanging in the air, but it didn't fall.

Lu Shumu lowered his eyelashes, and a trace of gloom flashed over his delicate face.

He turned around, dark eyes, to the second floor of the stairs to see the past, quietly replied: "I am here."

There appeared an elegant woman with black hair curled at the back of her head and slightly broken hair falling from the side of her face. She was wearing a white sweater, a black pencil skirt and straight legs set off by ankle boots.

She came over, with grace all over her body and a smile on her eyebrows, but she could see a little worry.

She went to Lu Shumu's side, took Lu Shumu's hand, some anxious: "Shumu, how did you get here?"

She squatted down and looked at Lu Shumu flatly: "don't leave your mother without permission next time, you know?"

Words and expressions Mou Guang Wei Dun, the apex of the heart don't know why, gently shrunk down.

She pursed the red lips tightly, holding the hand of little star, also slowly followed to close a few minutes.

Shi jiaran said Lu Shumu anxiously, then turned around. When she saw the words, she was a little embarrassed. She bent her lips, her eyes were clear, and her expression was bright: "sorry, I was a little worried just now because he ran around. Are you

When the words came back to her mind, her chest went up and down and returned to peace.

"My daughter and I are enjoying Shumu's paintings."

Shi jiaran smile deeper, she smile friendly, has a strong appeal: "Shumu really has painting talent, he is very smart, in many fields have a feeling."

The pride in her voice was beyond expression.

Yuyu thought that if she had such an excellent son as Lu Shumu, she would be so proud. She felt that she could not talk any more. If she guessed correctly, the woman in front of her was Lu Yan's fiancee and Lu Shumu's mother.

Lu Shumu's mother.

These words made her heart infarction.

Yan Yu bent his lips: "sorry, my daughter and I have other things. Let's go for a while."

Shi jiaran nodded.

Yuyu takes Xiaoxing to the next exhibition area. Along the way, Xiaoxing keeps turning back and smiles at Shumu. Her eyes are like a crescent moon, full of silver.

Lu Shumu's tight face seemed to be slightly loose, and the outline was a little soft.

Shi jiaran looked at Lu Shumu and asked curiously, "Shumu, do you know these two people?"

Lu Shumu: "I don't know." But he gave it to me, "he said He pointed to the painting on the exhibition wall.

Shi Jia was stunned.

After the little star could not see Lu Shumu, she turned around and walked seriously. She chirped, "Mom, do you know? That little brother is so powerful. He even said he would send me a painting! "

Yu said with a smile, "what about you? My little brother is younger than you. He is so powerful. Do you have to be lazy every day when you learn dance? "

Little star laughs: "still want to be lazy."She shook her hands. "My little brother's mother is good-looking."

The smile at the corner of her eyes and eyebrows is a little shallow. She bends her lips and her smile is slightly stiff.

Little star added: "however, it's still mom and little star who look best. Mom's good-looking, no one can match."

Yu pinched the tip of the little star's nose: "the little mouth is so sweet."

After watching the exhibition, the teacher took the students to the park in the outskirts of London for sketching. The place they went was by the river.

Little star doesn't have any painting talent. Friends are all in the river in front of the realistic picture, and the words and expressions are only distracted for a while. Little star's canvas is full of abstract graffiti, black lines, and little star's eyes are narrowed with joy.

"Look at the stars, mom."

Yan Yu bent his lips: "yes, starry sky..." She wanted to praise, but before she could, she laughed.

The little star couldn't draw any more. She stepped forward a few steps, stepped on the Bank of the river, followed by the words and expressions, looked at the river from a close distance, especially clear, with sparkling refraction.

Little star said: "Mom, I want to take a picture for you!"

Little star took Yanyu's mobile phone and asked Yanyu to stand by the river.

The teacher suddenly saw the metaphor. She twisted her eyebrows, worried and cried out, "Oh, my God, mother of little star, don't stand there, it's dangerous!"

She looks over there subconsciously. Because she is stunned, she takes a step back. Suddenly, her feet are loose. She shakes and falls back uncontrollably.

Little star scared: "Mom."

Yanyu pursed her lips and her pupils widened slightly. She wanted to control her body as much as she could. There was a fierce wind passing by, and a hand suddenly appeared on her waist. She rushed forward and rushed into the master's body.