Chapter 93

"Why?" Yun wanqiu looks at him with great interest. A pair of white jade arms are propped up on a square table. From the perspective of Leyi, you can see her white neck is elegant and flexible, and her deeply concave clavicle also exudes charming luster.

The most important thing is that under the white, there is a mysterious silver ditch, which takes people's heart and soul.

Yue Yi quickly put aside his sight and didn't dare to look around. He replied, "because elder sister Qiu, what you learn is his skill. If I learn Fu Baoshi's skill, elder sister Qiu, you will not be so easy to teach. Moreover, Zhang Daqian's early landscape paintings can achieve the realm of taking the false as the real, and the magnificent atmosphere is needless to say. I believe it is not bad to take him as the goal. "

Yun wanqiu smiles and walks over with elegant steps. "You are very smart. You are right. If you want to learn Fu Baoshi's style, I really can't teach you too much. I can only introduce a friend of mine to you. Maybe he will accept you as an apprentice in my opinion. However, since you choose Zhang Daqian, I'm sure I can teach her. "

"Well!" Leyi nods his head. He also knows that Yun wanqiu once had a dream, and now she has put her dream on Leyi. Naturally, Leyi wants to make her happy once, so he won't choose other masters.

In this way, if he really became famous in the future, then he could tell others that his sister Qiu taught him how to learn painting. Make her proud.

"Well, since you are learning so fast, I will teach you some real skills today. If you don't understand, you can ask me more. "

"All right."

In early summer, it is usually very late.

At five or six o'clock, the sun was still hanging in the West. Leyi sent Chen yingci home after school in the afternoon, and then came here, about 5:30. I didn't pay attention to it. Two hours passed in a flash.

What Yun wanqiu teaches today is landscape works. He teaches them very seriously. He also teaches Leyi some real skills.

Yue Yi wrote down all of them, followed the rhythm of Yun wanqiu with a paintbrush, and drew the same paintings as her.

Yun wanqiu is particularly satisfied with the results of his paintings. She thinks more and more that Leyi is really a genius and may shine in the domestic painting world in the future.

And if, by that time, the whole country will know that Leyi's master is her, then... This will be the completion of her dream!

Time goes by unconsciously. When it is nearly half past eight, suddenly two rays of light come in, and then there is the sound of the car engine.

There is no doubt that Liang Jun should have come back. Through the glass window, you can clearly see that it is the Maserati.

Yunwanqiu and Leyi found the light at the same time. Yunwanqiu also mumbled strangely: "didn't they say they won't go home today?"

With that, she suddenly pulls Le Yi to a room, opens the door, pushes Le Yi in, and whispers, "you go to hide first, sister. I didn't ask you to come out, so you don't come out."

"Why?" Yue Yi is confused. He has nothing to do with Yun wanqiu. He is just learning painting.

"Don't ask. Listen to my sister. Go to the room first." Cloud late autumn told him, and then shut the door.

Yue Yi wants to talk but stops. Suddenly he thinks, "Liang Jun is her boyfriend after all, and her boyfriend doesn't like me very much. She needs to take into account his feelings, which is understandable."

He was relieved to think of it.

Although he has been looking for Liang Jun to be his boyfriend for his sister Qiu, he feels like a flower on the cow dung. But after all, they live together as a family.

Autumn elder sister is good to him, he naturally also wants to consider for autumn elder sister.

So he sat down in the room.

The room is full of fresh fragrance and a very special perfume.

On a row of clothes racks, there are all kinds of women's underwear and trousers, which makes Leyi almost bleed.

Needless to say, this must be sister Qiu's boudoir.

"Why, she asked me to hide from her boudoir, so I'm not afraid of Liang Jun coming in suddenly? Isn't she sharing a room with Liang Jun? " Leyi looks at it curiously. There is nothing for men in this room. It's all women's stuff.

Then it's certain that this should be Yun wanqiu's personal room.

"Sister Qiu and Liang Jun live together. Shouldn't they sleep together? Why are they still separated? " Leyi touched his chin, which was a little puzzling. It's really rare to find a couple of men and women who are living together now, who are not intertwined like glue, like sister Qiu, who even sleep in separate rooms under the same roof.

"Squeak ~ ~"

But listen to the door of the living room is opened, the voice is not small.

When Leyi heard the news, he immediately came to the door, put his ear on the door and listened to what was happening outside.

This listen, he heard two men talking with a smile, one is Liang Jun's voice, the other is the voice of the wretched man Mr. Liu.

"In late autumn, bring me the wine. I have a business to discuss with Mr. Liu Changqing. Go to the cupboard and bring me the bottle of Bordeaux that I treasure." Liang Jun's voice rang out.

Then he heard that Yun wanqiu also spoke up: "didn't he say that he didn't take people home to drink?"

"Bang ~"

As soon as Yun wanqiu finished his sentence, he heard a clapping sound on the table. Then Liang Jun's voice snapped: "what's your attitude? I'm working hard outside and I'm finally able to conclude a business deal. I'll come back to celebrate. What's your attitude? "

"Liang Jun, please respect me." Cloud late autumn voice said seriously.

"Respect? Are you still talking to me about respect? Hum, I'm just going to drink at home tonight. What's the matter? " Liang Jun tone is not good, seems to be drinking a lot of wine outside, so some impulse.

However, Mr. Liu Changqing, who came back with him, never spoke.

"If you want to drink, I don't care. I don't want to. It's up to you." Yun wanqiu cleaned up his painting and was ready to go back to his room.

Liang Jun suddenly stood up, rushed over in a few steps and kicked off a drawing board: "draw again, you draw again. What I hate most is painting. How many times have I told you? Go and get me a drink. Come on

"Liang Jun, you..." cloud late autumn angry.

But Liang Jun suddenly drank drunk: "you don't listen to me, do you? Your father would have died if I hadn't helped him. Don't you listen to me now? Well, from next month on, I won't give you a cent to see how your father can support it. Go and get the wine