At the beginning of school, Mr. Zhou and Qin Ning mentioned that when she was a freshman, she might be busy and needed to adapt to university life. She only had to go to the studio for two days on weekends, and then handed in a work to him for inspection every month.

This time, Qin Ning is thinking about her and Han Junyu, and forgets everything about her coming to the studio.

"Qin Ning, you didn't come in the morning. You didn't finish your homework, so you want to escape?" Zhou said suddenly.

“……”

Qin Ning pursed her lips and took out her morning work from her schoolbag.

When the work was spread out and looked at the color of the work, people frowned and raised their eyebrows for a while, with complicated expressions.

Cangshan stared at the painting and nodded, "it's very similar to your mother's style, but the difference is that the lines are more neat and delicate than your mother's, which is really better than blue."

"Yes, I used to learn from my mother, so with some personal style, I'm also turning around." Qin Ning received comments.

She studied with her mother before, which can only be regarded as a wild road. Besides, compared with Zhou Lao, Zhou Lao was better at her mother's attainments.

All Zhou Lao said that it's good for her to draw with her own style, but it will also be a double-edged sword, which will limit her ability to draw, which is not conducive to her later study.

If she wants to go to a higher level, she has to adjust and learn to express freely.

When she needs a strong personality, she will make it known wantonly. When she needs to be restrained, she will be restrained. Only in this way can she be relaxed and have a good way.

"I don't know why I feel so sad when I read these words." Ban Yongjun said suddenly.

Painting, like poetry, is a way to express emotions.

Poetry is to use words in series to express the author's mind, painting is to use lines, colors, dark contrast.

Different people have different ways, and Qin Ning is good at using color.

This time, the color she used was strong and dazzling.

Warm yellow, orange, orange red and bright yellow are all extremely bright and dazzling warm colors. But when they are stacked together, they lose their dazzling characteristics. On the contrary, they use a little bit of navy blue and dark green cold colors, which are particularly eye-catching.

It's a shivering child standing in the fire, crying.

Crying, the child shrugged his shoulders, tears fall, formed ice.

In the fire, the temperature is so high, why do the tears freeze?

Maybe the child is too sad, the body temperature is too low, even in the fire, also can't warm her heart.

In terms of psychology, everyone has some sad things, which can't be told to others, but can only be hidden in his heart.

So in everyone's heart, there is a child. This child will become smaller and larger with our inner energy. When the energy is sufficient, the child will grow up, and we will be full of confidence, high morale, and full of energy every day.

When we encounter unhappy things, when we are frustrated, we will feel inferior. If our inner child is too young, we will be afraid and panic.

People who have experienced some world events can see this painting.

So first of all, when ban Yongjun expressed her feelings, Qin Ning was very surprised.

It can be seen that ban Yongjun also experienced the sadness of despair, otherwise he would not understand the meaning of that tear.

Mr. Zhou stared at his works and fell into deep thinking.

However, the technique of this painting is relatively immature and simple, but the use of color is bold and strong, which can not be achieved by ordinary people.

All painters need to go out for a walk, because sometimes the skills of painting can be learned, but the experience of the world can't be learned.

What happened to this little girl? It's really a headache to draw such a picture.

"Mount the picture and hang it in the painting hall. If someone likes it, it will be a gift."

“……”

Qin Ning's eyes twitched.

Is Mr. Zhou praising her or laughing at her?

"Qin Ning, a gift from Mr. Zhou. Mr. Zhou advertises it for you."

"Oh, oh."

Qin Ning doesn't know how to operate, but after listening to ban Yongjun's words, her works can be used as gifts, which is quite good.

Leaving the office, Qin Ning gives the dessert to everyone. Zhou sniffs the fragrance and glances at Qin Ning.

Qin Ning is looking forward to talking about Qiao yuan with her elder martial sister, but she doesn't notice his eyes. Zhou is so angry that ban Yongjun shrinks his head and gives Qin Ning dessert to her.

"Mr. Zhou, this is from Qin Ning. I checked it. It's sugar free."

Although Zhou is still healthy, he is no exception to some of the old people's problems, so he can't eat too sweet things, but he is greedy for sweets.

"Hum She has a conscience

Mr. Zhou returned to his studio with dessert.

“……” Qin Ning.

"Qin Ning, do you have low EQ, or can't you look at your face?" Ban Yongjun's lesson.Qin Ning later realized that she was so happy to know that Qiao yuan had come back to the studio that she ignored Zhou's face.

She joked, "with elder martial sister, I don't have to look at other people's faces."

Ban Yongjun can't help but point her forehead to make her smart.

Qin Ning nodded and went to mount the painting. To mount a painting is actually a set of procedures, which needs to be learned.

Busy in the studio, she will not think too much. When she returns to the villa and looks at the empty bedroom, she will start to miss it.

Before going to bed, touching the cold quilt, she took out her mobile phone to call Han Junyu.

The other party quickly picked up, "don't you sleep yet?"

"You're not here, you can't sleep, you're cold."

Han Junyu twisted his eyebrows and found a quiet place to put on his headphones.

"Let Aunt Zhang prepare an electric blanket for you, so it won't be cold to sleep at night." He has a serious tone.

It's autumn and it's getting cooler.

Her constitution is not good, and her hands and feet are cold all the year round. At night, she always asks him to warm her bed, warm her feet and hands.

Qin Ning wrinkled his little nose. How could the electric blanket hold him comfortably.

"Darling, I'll be back soon, close my eyes and go to sleep."

"Oh,"

although Qin Ning said so, she was reluctant to hang up with her mobile phone.

Han Junyu has no choice but to hang up.

Qin Ning looked at the phone and listened to it. She was disappointed. She said that cold was not really cold, but that she was alone in the villa without him.

But he is too busy with his work. If she sticks to him all the time, she will be too ignorant.

Is preparing to put down the mobile phone, but heard is Han Junyu and her video.

She immediately points away and sees that he has arrived at the office, unties his tie and stares at the video.

She stares at him obsessively, her little hand on the screen, trying to touch his face.

"You sleep, I'll stay with you."

The man takes out a stack of papers, which means she sleeps while he reads them.

Qin Ning smiles, puts the mobile phone on the bedside table, points the lens at himself, and then closes his eyes cleverly.

"Good night, Han Junyu."

"Good boy."

The man's voice is too light, the corner of Qin Ning's mouth goes up, and he doesn't sleep for a while.

The next day, when she got up in the morning, watching the video was still on. She was surprised to see that the man was reading in the dark room, and he specially lit up the lens.

"Han Junyu, I wake up."

It's good to wake up and see him every day.

"Well. Good night, Ning Ning

Han Junyu put down his book and was ready to go to bed.

The reason for jet lag is that it's morning on her side and evening on his side.

"Well, I'll wait for you."

Qin Ning laughed, gave him a kiss, and then jumped out of bed to wash.

Han Junyu looks at her bright smile, just like the sunshine shining into the room, and his mouth is slightly crooked. After turning off the video, thinking of the investigation, he was upset and frowned, unable to sleep for a while.