Si Qin looks at the direction that Liang Qiancheng and Jiang Shiran are holding together. Although he wants to finish the painting, it is obvious that it is going to rain.
Don't say that his painting will not be finished. At that time, not only the painting just finished will be destroyed, but also he and the two people under the tree will be drenched.
He taught Jiang Shiran's paintings, but her painting style was totally different from his.
Gu Youyou, however, is the same as his special image, both in style and in painting techniques.
After hearing the sound of Si Qin, who was walking in their direction with his Sketchpad on his back, Jiang Shiran quickly raised his head and took a look at the sky. There are already dark clouds coming. Look at this, it will rain soon.
Loose the waist of Liang Qiancheng, wrapped by his big hand, went to the car.
At first, it was all grass, and then in the middle of the lawn There was a very fast Jacaranda tree.
After that, the grass here has become more chaotic.
Picturesque environment, as well as that pair of small lovers, let here become the most beautiful holy land.
It's like being spread all of a sudden, all the couples come here to date, all the single men and women come here to meet.
But today, I don't know why. There is no one, only the three of them are here.
"Let's go back."
Jiang Shiran raises his head and looks at liangqiancheng, and at the drawing board on the back of Si Qin.
I haven't painted for a long time.
In the past, her favorite painting is the face of Liang Qiancheng, as well as his various movements, all kinds of high and cold expressions and eyes.
Since she tore the portraits of liangqiancheng, she has not picked up a brush to draw liangqiancheng any more.
"Little Ranran, did you see that the Sketchpad on my back is itchy?"
Si Qin knows Jiang Shiran, and he is very sure of her painting talent.
Only, in the end, she didn't insist on painting.
If he had not left Gu Liangxia, if he had been with her all the time, maybe she had become a famous painter now.
Now, we should not cherish the memory of their first acquaintance here, but should travel around for their own art exhibition.
"It's a little bit. No matter what the weather is not suitable for today's photo taking, when I have time, I'll take two little babies and Xiao Meng out to play together, and then take photos by the way."
I don't know if it's because she likes painting. Jiang Shi's hair is cool. Xiaomeng is also very talented in painting.
A few days ago, he also drew a portrait of her. Although the similarity reached 85%, there were still some small details that could not be modified.
Therefore, she wants to take advantage of the photo to instill some painting skills and knowledge with Liang Xiaomeng.
Suddenly, it occurred to him that what he had learned could finally come in handy. Jiang Shiran was still very happy.
Otherwise, she would like to cry every day when she saw Liang Xiaomeng's homework.
Fortunately, Liang Qiancheng is a genius, and so is her son. Ordinary people can't understand the communication between geniuses, let alone understand,.
"Yes, I have to take Xiaomeng with me. I want to teach him a few moves. In the future, it's still very good to soak in girls."
Si Qin naturally discovered Liang Xiaomeng's talent for a long time, but Liang Qiancheng didn't agree with him to continue to draw with a brush.
Because he stands there to draw, has a very charming, sexy feeling.
"Stop, if you give him your whole set of things again, I will not let you go."
Jiang Shiran is really afraid that Si Qin will damage Liang Xiaomeng, and then she will get a lot of trouble.
At the beginning, it was because he was fooling around with Si Qin every day, so he started to play around at a young age. The number of girlfriends he had made an appointment with was not clear, but there were many who came to make trouble at home.
If you come back now, Jiang Shiran will go crazy.
"I didn't want to instill it into him. He learned it by himself. If you don't believe it, ask him yourself."
Si Qin is really wronged. He has never taken the initiative to instill such an idea into Liang Xiaomeng. He murmurs and murmurs over there. Liang Xiaomeng sees him, and he learns things very fast. Therefore, he is almost omnipotent now.
Chinese herbal medicine is taught by master Mu himself. He can also teach her psychology and painting. As for brother Qiancheng, he is a real all-round type. He can solve any problems.
"Well, get on the bus."
Jiang Shiran sits in the co driver's seat, watching the dark clouds outside the window getting more and more dark, and seeing the heavy rain coming.
Take the Sketchpad and brush in the hands of Si Qin, and look at the paint that has not dried thoroughly, and the large scene with the preliminary outline, you need to add some small details."Little Ranran, don't look at it. This painting may not be finished."
Si Qin put away the brush and the drawing board, put them on the back seat, and then turned to look out of the window.
"I know you can't finish it. Anyway, everything is in your mind. Are you still afraid of this?"
Jiang Shiran takes a look at Si Qin with disgust. As long as a painter is a painter, he is very sensitive to something that he especially likes to draw, and his memory is also super good.
Because she had tried it before, she remembered some things many years ago very clearly and didn't need to say it again.
And she has seen Si Qin take photos with her mobile phone just now. If it rains all the time, if it's really not possible, she can draw against that photo.
The reason why Jiang Shiran is so clear is that she knows that her grades are too poor, so she wants to learn to draw, borrow painting to give her a little advantage, and then change a way to enter the school where liangqiancheng used to be.
But in the end, she succeeded, but before she had time to enter the big family with her Sketchpad and pen and paper, she was directly sent to prison by liangqiancheng.
"I did, but I always felt something was wrong with it."
Szechen came out with her mobile phone and enlarged the picture.
As a result, he actually looked at a very fuzzy figure in the pink and black tangled grass, like the back of a man, but his thin and tall figure, coupled with his more feminine clothes, made his game somewhat unpredictable.
Obviously, the man was heading for Jiang Shiran and Liang Qiancheng. Both his sight line and his observation direction were in that direction.
"Who is this?"
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