Chapter 75 Like Aunt Xia Zhi
[How about half a month to create the script, half a month to shoot, then edit, and try to release it in two months?I'm not kidding! 】

[I’m really looking forward to Fu Jinye’s new work and want to know what kind of story he will write. 】

[Am I the only one curious about who that person is? 】

Ye Qi looked at Fu Jinye with a more careful look in his eyes.

Xia Zhi murmured, "That person should be very important to you."

Realizing that she had said what was in her heart, Xia Zhi's eyes flashed, and she continued, "I'm going to see if Xiaobao's painting is finished."

Xia Zhi left the room as if fleeing.

She came to the yard, and the fresh air made her feel relieved a lot.

call.

Xia Zhi breathed a long sigh of relief.

I almost couldn't hold it back just now
Breeze.

Xia Zhi suddenly thought of what happened a long time ago.

It's also this kind of summer.

At that time, she and Fu Jinye had just dated.

Fu Jinye has a cold temperament. Even after getting together with her, the relationship between the two is only a little closer than ordinary classmates.

The young Xia Zhi shows off her sharp edge, loves to act coquettishly, and is bright and public.

"Fu Jinye, are you a piece of wood?" Xia Zhi looked at Fu Jinye with a displeased look, "You have obviously agreed to be my boyfriend, why do I feel that you have not changed at all towards me?"

At that time, Fu Jinye was sitting on a stone bench doing homework.

What he wrote was not his own homework, but the homework he copied for Xia Zhi.

Originally these homework should be done by Xia Zhi.

But Xia Zhi didn't want to do it, so she just ruined it.

If you don't hand in your homework on time, you will definitely be punished by the teacher.

So Xia Zhi asked Fu Jinye to do it for her.

Xia Zhi did not expect that Fu Jinye would actually agree.

"Don't make trouble." Fu Jinye's voice was low and bewitching, "Otherwise, you can do your homework yourself."

Xia Zhi groaned, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't write. The worst thing you can do is be punished by standing still. You won't lose anything."

Fu Jinye glanced at Xia Zhi inexplicably, unmoved at all, and his men kept moving.

He didn't copy the homework, but he wrote faster than copying the homework.

I almost looked at the question and wrote the answer directly.

"This time is an exception." Fu Jinye's voice sounded again, "I will supervise your homework from now on."

"Ah?" Xia Zhi had a black line on her head, "I don't want it."

"Are you my boyfriend or my teacher?"

"I didn't ask you to be my boyfriend just so you could supervise my homework!"

"Be good." Xia Zhi was immediately discouraged by Fu Jinye's words.

What should I do? Fu Jinye speaks so nicely.

He is also handsome.

Faced with such a superb person, Xia Zhi really couldn't say anything harsh.

"Fu Jinye, will you always love me?" Xia Zhi rested her head on her arms and looked directly at Fu Jinye.

Fu Jinye's men paused, nodded silently, and said in a serious and firm tone, "Yes."

"Then what if we break up in the future?" Xia Zhi continued to ask, "What if you fall in love with another girl?"

Fu Jinye continued to do his homework and said calmly, "There is no such possibility."

"What if I don't like you and fall in love with someone else?"

When I was young, there seemed to be endless boring questions to ask.

Always trying desperately to prove something.

But in the end, it proved nothing.

What happened next?Xia Zhi was in a daze for a moment, and her thoughts were brought back to reality.

Looking at the three little ones painting under the tree, the years are peaceful.

Like the boy and girl on the stone table many years ago.

"Have you finished painting?" Xia Zhi approached.

The painting styles of the three people are different.

Ye Heng is an unconstrained person. He draws many things on his paper, including robots, cars, and monsters.
Ranbao drew simple drawings, including a house, a stream, and a mother and son holding hands.

No need to guess who the mother and son in his painting are.

Comparatively speaking, Zhou Jiajia is the best painter among the three little ones.

However, her paintings are a bit elusive.

Xia Zhi originally thought that the little girl would choose bright colors for her painting, but the colors in this painting gave people a very dull feeling.

Gives a very depressing feeling.

She painted a little girl crying under the starry sky.

The girl huddled in the corner. The starry sky was so beautiful, but she didn't look up.

It seems that the starry sky above brings a strong sense of depression to the girl in the painting, making it impossible for the girl to raise her head.

"Has Jiajia ever learned to paint?" Xia Zhi asked curiously, "This painting is really beautiful."

Zhou Jiajia nodded sheepishly, "Well, Jiajia usually attends art classes."

In fact, this painting is not the best one she painted.

However, she was very happy that Aunt Xia Zhi liked this painting.

"Auntie, do you like it?" Zhou Jiajia looked at Xia Zhi expectantly with bright eyes.

In an instant, Xia Zhi's heart melted.

Such a soft and cute daughter!

"I like it!" Xia Zhi nodded, "Auntie likes this painting very much."

Sure enough, after hearing Xia Zhi's affirmative answer, Zhou Jiajia's eyes lit up even more.

She said shyly, "Then Jiajia will give this painting to Auntie."

"Really?" Xia Zhi smiled gently, "Thank you, our little princess Jiajia."

"No!" Ye Heng suddenly interrupted, "Xiao Heng's paintings must also be given to auntie!"

After saying that, he directly handed his painting to Xia Zhi, with his little face raised and his eyes evasive, as if he was begging for praise.

He obviously wanted Xia Zhi to praise him, but he was so awkward that he didn't say anything.

Xiaoxiao frowned, looking very arrogant.

Xia Zhi smiled and praised, "Xiao Heng is also great, the paintings are so vivid and lifelike that they look just like the real thing!"

Hearing this, Ye Heng's mouth cracked into a big smile, and he said arrogantly, "That's it."

[Xia Zhi is really suitable for raising children. I feel that Jiajia likes Xia Zhi very much! 】

[Xiaoheng also likes Xia Zhi very much, but he is more arrogant and refuses to admit it]

[Everyone, look at Ranbao’s expression. That little face is so dark, it’s just so]

[Sure enough, human beings’ joys and sorrows are not the same]

[Ranbao, why don’t you laugh?Is it because you don’t like to laugh by nature? 】

[Ranbao is really the only senior mama’s boy I’ve ever met, but I don’t hate him at all! 】

[How can there be such a cute creature like a child in the world? Woohoo, it’s like watching Xia Zhi raising three babies by herself]

[Ranbao: Yes, yes, their paintings are all good-looking, but my paintings are not good-looking! 】

[Xia Zhi, hurry up and hug Ranbao, praise his paintings, the child is almost crying because he feels wronged! 】

"Ranran, do you want to give your painting to mom?" Xia Zhi asked softly.

Seeing his mother talking to him, Xia Ran's expression turned gloomy. He nodded solemnly, "Yes! This is my mother's favorite house. From now on, Ranran will work hard to make money so that her mother can live in it!"

(End of this chapter)

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