His idol wants to listen to his creative ideas. Qin Ning nods excitedly.

After class, they went to the drawing room.

Qin Ning looked at his work hanging in the corner of the remote, but still very happy, and Qiao yuan to share his original idea of creating the painting.

At that time, she thought Han Junyu would abandon herself. She felt that she was a child nobody wanted, but she did not dare to cry. She could only stand in the sun and evaporate her tears.

Standing in the sun, the sun was dizzy brain swelling, the heart of the cold has not been dispelled, but is getting colder and colder, cold seems to freeze.

She used color at that time. She didn't think too much about it, so she adjusted the color according to her emotion. The final effect startled her.

"The color impact of your painting is very strong, cold and warm, very contradictory, but reasonable. The lines are just like flowing water. They are very spiritual. "

Qiao yuan smiles and comments. He seems to like smiling very much. His gentle smile makes people feel like spring breeze.

"Thank you for your praise, Mr. Qiao. I'm not as good as you said, but Mr. Zhou said that I could take my work as a gift. I'm very happy." Qin Ning is a bit shy.

"Well, if you want to create commercial works, you still need to hone a few times. However, if you have something unhappy, you can also tell me about it. "

Can get his idol's encouragement, Qin Ning smile a bit silly, "Qiao teacher, you are so good, I will work hard, live up to your encouragement."

"Don't say that. You have talent and are willing to work hard. It's a matter of time before you can produce a work."

Qiao yuan came to her and reached out to rub her little head. Qin Ning noticed his action and instinctively avoided it.

His hand was stiff in the air, the atmosphere was a bit awkward, and Qin Ning was a bit annoyed.

"Sorry, Mr. Qiao, I,"

"Oh, I see a hair on your shoulder. I want to help you grab it."

Qiao yuan took a hair from her shoulder, which was a step of his own.

Seeing the hair, Qin Ning felt that she was amorous and wanted to take it from him, but he avoided it. She looked at him in surprise.

"I'll get rid of it for you."

"Oh, thank you."

Qin Ning watched him go to the trash can, a hair can't be seen from a long distance, so when Qiao yuan threw it casually, it seemed that he was throwing his hair into the trash can.

In fact, he wrapped the hair around his finger, put it in his pocket, turned around again and asked her to introduce other works.

Qin Ning once recited the introduction of the works, Qiao yuan will from time to time say the evaluation of those works and some skills, Qin Ning listen carefully.

In my heart, I feel that listening to you is better than reading for ten years.

Qiao yuan's understanding of painting skills has naturally reached the peak, so when she talks about it, she can always explain it in simple terms, which is easy for her to understand.

They had a good talk. When they came back to the studio again, they felt a little nervous.

Qin Ning noticed that ban Yongjun blinked at her all the time, and she frowned doubtfully.

"Elder martial sister, do you feel uncomfortable blinking?"

“……” Ban Yongjun helplessly supports the forehead.

"Ningning,"

hearing Han Junyu's voice, Qin Ning was shocked and turned to see the man standing upstairs.

He was tall and straight, standing at a height overlooking him, there was a chill in his eyebrows and eyes, which was frightening.

Qin Ning looked at the time and knew that he had forgotten the time. He felt his nose guilty.

Rubbed ran upstairs, coquettishly holding his big hand.

"Han Junyu, let me introduce Mr. Qiao yuan, a new teacher from our studio."

Han Junyu stares at Qiao yuan coldly. He is wearing a light blue sweater, dark blue jeans and black board shoes. He is very fashionable and young, which makes him younger.

Just two people's smile, is really dazzling.

Aware of his look at Qin Ning, Han Junyu licks his teeth and presses down his anger. Qin Ning steps down the stairs hand in hand.

On the last three steps, pause.

"Hello, Mr. Qiao. I'm Qin Ning's husband, Han Junyu."

Han Junyu's height is several centimeters higher than Qiao yuan's. Now he is standing on the steps, so he has to look up slightly, which is inexplicably unpleasant.

Qiao yuan stares at the hands that two people hold together, in the eye flashed a wipe cold idea.

He can't hear Han Junyu swearing sovereignty. He doesn't understand the provocation between men, but he has to pretend he doesn't understand.

All the complex emotions in my heart, a few seconds later he was suppressed, his face showed a gentle smile, polite greeting.

"Hello, I'm Qiao yuan. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Han."

"Well."

Qiao yuan reaches out his hand to shake hands with him, but Han Junyu doesn't even look at him. He leads Qin Ning directly past him.

"Ah, Han Junyu, what's the matter with you? Teacher Qiao greets you. Don't be so mean."Qin Ning whispered and reached for him.

Han Junyu does not give her face, impatient point watch, cold voice asked.

"I asked you to call me after class. You delayed me for two hours and asked me to wait for you for two hours. Am I mean?"

Qin Ning knows that he is wrong, but this is a different matter. Qiao yuan is his teacher. He is so impolite. Doesn't it embarrass her?

"I'm wrong, but I"

"excuses are used for perfunctory, do you think I will listen to your perfunctory?" Han Junyu interrupted her impolitely.

Why did Mr. Qiao hang him for two hours? He was very polite and wanted him to say hello to that man.

Oh, do you want to die?!

"Han Junyu, why don't you be reasonable? I didn't contact you. It's my fault, but if Mr. Qiao wants to shake hands with you, you can't ignore him."

Qin Ning twisted his eyebrows, shook off his hand and turned to apologize to Qiao yuan.

"I'm sorry to be angry with Mr. Qiao. My husband is angry because I'm angry. He didn't mean to be against you."

Hands empty, Han Jun Yu surprised at her, cold eyes slightly squint, evil staring at her.

Damn it, this stupid girl should shake off his hand for other men!

Qiao yuan heard her call Han Junyu husband, clenched his fist, pretended to ask in surprise.

"Classmate Qin, if I remember correctly, you are only 18 years old, how did you get married?"

Qin Ning a Leng, face some red, saw Han Junyu one eye.

"My husband and I love each other. Although I'm not old enough to get married, we are sure that we want to leave each other for the rest of our lives. So I just got the marriage certificate, and I haven't had a wedding yet. "

Full of anger, Han Junyu, like a lurking beast, is cruel. He hears a word from the little woman. Anger quietly scattered, quietly staring at the back of her head.

He pursed his thin lips, and his face was still cold. He stepped forward and took her little hand again.

Qin Ning looked down, sweetly in his heart, and shook his hand.

Qiao yuan observed the interaction between the two people, the anger in his heart would burn the viscera, but his face was still wearing a calm smile.

"Then you are very lucky."

Qiao yuan left a word, complex looked at her one eye, turned to leave.

"Stupid girl, look down again, believe it or not, I'll kill him!" Han Junyu watched her staring at the man reluctantly, blindfolded her and made her turn to stare at herself.