Forced Marriage No. 1: Rebirth of the Peak Goddess

Chapter 419 Chapter 420: Han Yuxin's Painting

Chapter 419 Chapter 420: Han Yuxin's Painting (1)

"Principal Wan, take the painting. I'll take a photo of the painting first, and then I'll ask other people with the photo."

Han Yuxin didn't mind at all when Wan Xingyu said that she wanted to take the scroll away. Her tone was very casual. This matter was of great importance, so Han Yuxin naturally wanted to ask a few more people.

Hearing Han Yuxin's words, Wan Xingyu immediately smiled: "Okay, okay, don't worry, when I think about where this place is, I will notify you as soon as possible, by the way, girl, give me your communication number , when we have time in the future, we can study Danqing together.”

After finally meeting a master of Danqing, Principal Wan was naturally very excited at this moment.

"okay."

Han Yuxin and Wan Xingyu exchanged each other's communication numbers. At this time, Han Junyuan walked to the table silently, took out the communicator and turned on the photography function, and took a complete and clear picture of the whole picture scroll. After taking the photo, Han Junyuan subconsciously wanted to roll up the scroll and put it away, but just as he raised his hand, Wan Xingyu interrupted him: "What are you going to do? Don't touch it, let me do it !"

While speaking, Principal Wan's figure instantly moved to Han Junyuan's side, and then he raised his hands, carefully rolling up the drawing paper bit by bit as if he had found a treasure.

Seeing Principal Wan's actions, Han Junyuan's eyes twitched——

It's just a picture, why are you so nervous?

"Okay, I'll go back first. I'll give you these paints and paper for painting. In fact, I still have a lot of these painting materials. If you need them in the future, you can go to me and get them. Contact me at any time. !"

When Principal Wan left, he even bid farewell to Han Yuxin, treating Han Junyuan as air.

"Principal, go slowly."

After sending Wan Xingyu away, Han Yuxin turned her head to look at Han Junyuan with twinkling eyes, and whispered quickly: "Uncle, please send me the photo. When I return to the School of Humanities, I want to find Professor Lu Or ask other professors in the humanities department, since President Wan saw the manor 20 years ago, other professors may have seen it too."

"it is good!"

Hearing Han Yuxin's words, Han Junyuan nodded immediately, but...

"Yu Xin, do you want to take a break? Are you tired of drawing this?"

Just now, Han Yuxin has been painting very seriously and attentively, her whole person's breath seems to have changed a lot, Han Junyuan is still a little worried about her body.Although he didn't know much about this Junyuan Han, he had heard Wan Xingyu talk about it before, saying that painting was actually very exhausting.

"It's okay. It's not important to draw a picture. I haven't painted for a long time. I'm still a little scratchy today! Since I still have drawing paper, I plan to draw another one."

Hearing Han Junyuan's worry, Han Yuxin just smiled slightly, and while speaking, she was once again staring at the blank drawing paper with a brush in her hand in a daze.

Seeing Han Yuxin's seriousness, Han Junyuan didn't dare to disturb her, turned around and walked out of the study silently. After coming out of the study, Han Junyuan went directly to the kitchen. After working in the kitchen for an hour, he finally made a bowl of hot steam. The steaming sweet soup was given to Han Yuxin.

At this time, in the study, Han Yuxin was still at the table, painting with serious eyes and a dignified breath.

She hasn't painted Danqing for a long time, and it's actually a little rusty, but fortunately, after painting the landscape painting just now, Han Yuxin slowly found some old feelings.

When Han Junyuan entered the door, he saw Han Yuxin carefully drawing the outline of a person. It looked like a man?
(End of this chapter)

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