Imperial CEO's Overbearing Love

Zhou Yao could not help but see that Mu Qi had painted this painting. She could not help but admit it.

One side of the boys are also in cajoling, "don't you say that mu can't draw at all? What is this

"By the way, you also said that if Mu drew a picture, you would jump into the lake. When are you going to do it?"

In the face of everyone's ridicule, Zhou Yao was so angry that her face turned to pig liver color.

In the past, she was surrounded by a large number of boys in China. Now, with Mu Qi, she has become the target of attack. How can Zhou Yao get used to the gap in her heart?

"Jump and jump."

"Zhou Yao, you don't have to do this. You are still in class now, and your own painting has not been finished." Mu Qi quickly advised.

Zhou Yao coldly glared at Mu Qi, "you don't need this white lotus flower to pretend to be kind."

She had strong self-esteem. When Mu Qi said this, she threw down her brush and ran towards the lake.

John grabbed him before diving. "Is that enough? You don't want to paint. There are other students who want to paint. This time, your grades will be cancelled. Others will seize their time. I said that your paintings are very important to you. "

Zhou Yao's disqualification means that she has no possibility of being selected.

In fact, there is a wonderful painting like Muqi. Who can surpass her.

Yang Mei looks like a little fan Mei, "Xiao Qi, you are so good, or you can teach me, at the beginning, the composition you wrote was so strange, how can you turn corruption into magic?"

"Is it strange?" Mu Qi scratched his head.

"Yes, none of our teachers have ever taught this before. I think your painting skills are even better than those of my former teachers."

Muqi took a look at John. John gave her more guidance and did not imprison her thought and painting.

Even if there is no comparison at ordinary times, now some people say she is strange, and Muqi himself does not know where it is strange.

"I just draw casually, the teacher said that as long as the heart draws the thing is the good thing."

"Teach me, you're so handsome!"

"You can learn any painting you want." Mu Qi is very patient and careful to tell Yang Mei about her experience.

Her gentle and considerate makes the boys can't move their eyes. What a beautiful girl with such a good personality.

Seeing that class time was coming, all the students had finished painting. At this time, when Zhou Yao passed by, Mu Qi's painting board was kicked down, and the water in the bucket beside him was all spilled out.

"Zhou Yao, you have gone too far. You have ruined Xiao Qi's paintings!"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." Zhou Yao said sorry words, but there was no sense of sorry on her face.

"You are jealous of Xiao Qi's beautiful painting. If it is her painting, she will be selected."

"Zhou Yao, you are not a human being to do so."

The students around her attacked, and they were noisy, but Zhou Yao was not afraid. Anyway, her own painting had no chance, and she would not let Mu Qi live well.

Students are blaming Zhou Yao, but Mu Qi has no complaints, "eyebrow, borrow your sketchpad."

"Xiao Qi, class will be over in five minutes. It's too late."

Muqi's speed was very fast before, but it was more than five minutes. It was not easy to draw such a delicate and flexible painting in five minutes.

"It doesn't matter." Mu Qi calmly picked up the brush, and the surrounding noise formed a sharp contrast.

Most of the students continued to hand in the picture, only Mu Qi sat quietly by the lake.

She is painting, but she is more like a beautiful picture.

Passing boys will stop to look at her more.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a woman?" A couple's girlfriend is very unhappy, holding the boy away.

Gao Chuan stands under the tree, looking at the lake sitting long hair floating, holding a paintbrush, the United States is a mess of Muqi.

The sun fell on her body quietly, plating a layer of dazzling light for her.

"Fairies, my fairies, have you seen my fairies?"

"Bah, you little fairy, you don't want to be shameless. I think people's temperament is so outstanding and the family is rich. Maybe there's a rich fiance for a long time. You're a poor boy."

"Nonsense, I'll go after the fairy to show you."

Gao Chuan raised his fist and looked firm.

With only a few minutes left, Muqi's technique is obviously more than twice as fast as before, even with several brushes at the same time.

"My God, what kind of hand speed is this? You can't do it without years of experience."

"It's so great that our teacher can't reach her present level."

"Genius, absolutely genius."

Under the praise of the people around him, Zhou Yao's face became more and more ugly. He wanted to tear Mu Qi into two.

The better she is, the more incompetent she appears to be.In less than five minutes, a brand-new sketch appeared, different from the previous one, drawn from another angle.

"Zhou Yao, what else can you say?" Yang Mei looks proud, as if this is her painting.

"No, it's just a picture."

Muqi handed it to John before the paper due time. John was pleased to see the little girl whose appearance had not changed much at the beginning. Her picture reflected that she had grown up.

"Very good."

"It's all taught by the teacher."

They looked at each other with a smile. He was her teacher before, but still is.

The teacher will not be doubted.

Others taunted Zhou Yao and praised Mu Qi, "how long have you been learning to draw?"

"Well, for many years." Since she was very young, she began to draw with a sketchpad. It was her only pleasure.

"I also draw from primary school. How come I'm not as good as you?"

"It's called talent. Mu is a gifted painter."

Zhou Yao originally wanted to take the opportunity to attack Mu Qi, but he didn't know how to help Mu Qi.

It's known that there are seven talented painters out there. It's very soon that there are seven talented painters out there.

Muqi doesn't want to be high-profile and can't avoid it. Within a week, she has received a lot of love letters and confessions.

"Xiao Qi, you should have kept all your love letters soft?" Yang Mei looked at her with envy.

Muqi wryly, "but I don't like it at all."

"No, you don't like so many good-looking guys in our grade? There are also a lot of rich second generation, such as the one who gave you the golden rose that day

The man folded the paper money into roses, and sprinkled a layer of pure gold powder on it. 999 roses were put on the floor of Muqi's dormitory to announce the news.

How many girls envy and envy, Muqi just said: "that Don't you think it's wasteful? "

With Yang Mei, she learned the biggest knowledge is waste, in the other party's dazed eyes, she continued: "if the money sprinkled with gold powder can't be used again, it's too wasteful."

She shook her head and left, as if she cared about waste rather than other points.

Mu Qiyi said sincerely: "the foundation of two people together is not to like each other? They like me, but I don't like them. What is the love between men and women

Yang Mei looked at her like an alien, "have you never liked the opposite sex since you were little?"

"Yes, my favorite things are daddy and brother Chen."

"Little fool, they are your relatives, just like their relatives, not men and women."

"Then tell me, what is the love between men and women?" Mu Qi asked questions seriously.

"If you like a person, you can't see him and think about him. You want to know what he's doing and how he's doing, whether he has a new girlfriend, and whether he's missing you.

When you see him, you will feel both sweet and shy. Did you think of anyone when I said that? "

"In the first half, I think about brother Chen. Every day I wonder if he works overtime and doesn't eat, and whether he's doing well.

But I don't see him blushing and heart beating, sweet and shy Mu Qi blinked.

"You're stupid. He's your brother. Of course you don't feel like that.

Forget it, you are an idiot in love. Wait for your son of God to appear, my little idiot

Muqi had no choice but to smile, "I suddenly look forward to love. I don't know what kind of feeling it is."