My 1991.

Chapter 63, guess

"Maybe not today, he is busy, you can come tomorrow." Meng Qingchi said truthfully.

Ye Run could already see the situation in the bedroom from his current position.

At the beginning, she didn't notice anything wrong, but when her eyes fell on Yu Wanzhi, she froze, and her instinctive reaction was: How can there be such a beautiful woman?
The second reaction is to understand why Li Dong dragged himself here.

The third reaction is to compare Meng Qingchi and Yu Wanzhi, who is better looking?
In Ye Run's limited life and vision, sister Meng Qingchi was almost the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.So curiosity arose.

Seeing Ye Run looking up into the bedroom for a while, and looking at himself for a while, Meng Qingchi instantly guessed what she was doing.

She smiled and said, "I heard from Xiaoan that your cooking is delicious. Are you free now? Help me cook together."

There were too many people today, and Meng Qingchi was worried that he would not be able to do it alone, and dinner would be delayed until late, so he made this argument.

"Okay." Ye Run didn't dare to say anything else. He was quite confident in his skills, so he squatted down to help choose celery.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Li Dong sneaked over and asked, "Anyone else? I can help too."

Ye Run stared at him contemptuously.

Meng Qingchi smiled and said, "Come on, there are more dishes, you can wash them for me."

LuAnn didn't know what was happening outside. He was coloring the painting at the moment.

This is the most critical stage, and it is also the time to reflect the ability level of a painter.

For this reason, he put up all his energy and didn't know that Yu Guanzhi and Chen Quan had already left their seats and stood behind her without knowing it.

Looking at this scene, Zhou Kun was both happy and sad.

The joy is that Lu An's superb color knowledge has finally attracted Guanzhi and Chen Bo.

The sadness is that he has worked hard for half his life, but he has not been seen by Guan Zhi, but now a 17-year-old boy has easily done it, which makes him extremely frustrated.

But now is not the time to be depressed, after all, Wan Zhi is there, he can't lose face.

What's more, it is a great opportunity to witness a master figure like Lu An painting with his own eyes. Not everyone can meet it. How can Zhou Kun miss this opportunity?Immediately, he also left the bench and stood behind him.

The reason is to stand on the back side:
One is that Guanzhi and Chen Bo are in the same position, and he cannot overstep.

The second is that they are afraid that they will be too close, which will affect Lu An's performance.

Around 6:[-] in the evening, the meal was ready.

Meng Qingchi wanted to call a few people to eat, but when he entered the bedroom, he lost his mind instantly.

At this moment, no matter Lu An, Ms. Yu, Mr. Chen and others, their eyes were all focused on the drawing board, and the group was so absorbed that they didn't notice her arrival at all.

His gaze fell on the drawing board for a while, then swam past Yu Guanzhi, Chen Quan and Zhou Kun one by one, and finally stopped on Lu An.

At this time, Lu An's expression was very focused and meticulous.The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him through the window panes, as if there were circles of halos, and there was an indescribable charm that made Meng Qingchi unable to move his eyes away for a while.

Is this still Xiao An?

Is this still the Xiao An I know?
Did Xiao An in the past have such a talent?

Meng Qingchi was in a complicated mood. He had known Lu An for more than ten years, and never thought that the shy but self-respecting boy who often complained of headaches had grown to this stage.

It has been able to attract characters like Ms. Yu and Mr. Chen.

Although she didn't know exactly what the two of them were doing or their family backgrounds, she thought it wouldn't be bad.

Leaving aside other things, Guang Yu Wanzhi's strong scholarly aura is not something that can be cultivated by ordinary families, which made Meng Qingchi, who is also a beautiful woman, couldn't help but take a few more glances.

After 7 o'clock in the evening, the bedroom is still silent, except for the occasional sound of paintbrushes mixing paint.

After 9 o'clock in the evening, Meng Qingchi once again wanted to invite everyone to eat, but he saw several people who looked like sculptures, but they still didn't say anything when they arrived, and simply stood aside and waited.

This state lasted for a long time...

It wasn't until a burst of "dididi" sounded suddenly that everyone woke up from the world in the painting.

Seeing everyone looking at the bag on the sofa, Yu Wanzhi said to Lu An apologetically:

"Sorry, I forgot to turn off the phone."

The phone Yu Wanzhi was talking about was a Motorola mobile phone, she unzipped her bag, took out the mobile phone and said "something" before hanging up.

Lu Ann smiled, put down his paintbrush and said, "Don't be sorry, your call came just in time.

I didn't feel it just now, but now I suddenly realized that I was almost dying of hunger. I think everyone is as hungry as me. "

Then he waved his hand: "Come on, I already smell meat, let's go eat first."

Everyone laughed and followed out of the bedroom.

The dinner was very sumptuous, with 6 hard dishes and 3 vegetarian dishes. When I saw Meng Qingchi, I fell in love with it.

After the meal, Lu An said to Meng Qingchi: "Thanks for your hard work, Sister Qingchi, I can't repay you for being so kind to me, or..."

Meng Qingchi smiled and interrupted him, "It's not due to my sister alone, your classmates Ye Run and Li Dong helped a lot."

LuAnn asked, "Have they been here?"

Meng Qingchi nodded lightly: "I've been here, but I left after dark."

Lu An understood, since he and others hadn't come out for a long time, Sister Qingchi's original plan to keep the two of them for dinner was in vain.

I guess I left because I was hungry.

Meng Qingchi asked in a low voice: "Are you still painting at night?"

Lu An hardly hesitated: "Painting, I plan to finish the two oil paintings in one go today and tomorrow, so as not to waste everyone's time."

Meng Qingchi glanced at the few people who were chatting in the main room, and lowered his voice to remind: "Xiao An, this Ms. Yu is not simple."

Lu Ann's eyes lit up: "You can see it too?"

Meng Qingchi nodded: "My sister guessed that Zhou Kun might have brought you here."

As an old fritter who has lived all his life, Lu An guessed it when he first heard the name "Chen Quan".

It's just that guessing is guesswork after all, and it can't be 100% sure.

He has analyzed his situation: now he is poor and white, and he is blind in the painting circle. He has no connections, no fame, no status, a typical three-no person.

It is not easy to soar to the sky.

If Chen Quan is really that Chen Quan, and if Yu Guanzhi is really extraordinary, then these two are noble people who have come to his door, and he should not miss it.

Even if the direction of my painting doesn't meet their eyes, even if they don't value themselves so much, mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are.

If there is a chance to hug his thigh, he will definitely use both hands and feet, and he can sacrifice his mouth and tongue if necessary.

Bah, what the hell are you thinking?

Chen Quan is so old, his gender is wrong, and he doesn't have that habit.

Even if it's Yu Wanzhi, she's still a baby, if she is so fresh and tender, if she can talk about it, the old man will agree after thinking twice.

It's really not polite to say no.

But we are also a fastidious person, so red envelopes are indispensable afterward.

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