My little ancestor, you are sweet and wild

Ning Li pressed the center of her eyebrows reluctantly.

Wang Yan is good at everything, but his temperament is too old-fashioned.

He said many times that he didn't have to, but he always did, very persistent.

She replied.

I'm going to have dinner with Mr. Yu in the evening

......

Studio, exhibition area.

Sheng Miao stood in front of the two paintings of Wei songzhe and Sheng Ruxue, looked left and right, and thought deeply.

"Was that little girl really not from the Academy of fine arts just now? I think she seems to understand these, and what she said is somewhat reasonable. "

Sheng Ruxue was in a bad mood when she heard the speech.

She frowned slightly:

"Second uncle, even you think so?"

Sheng Miao also studied painting before. Although he changed his profession later, his professional quality is still improving.

He nodded.

"Is this the boy's painting on the left? It's a little stronger than you. Like snow, you still need to work hard. "

Sheng Ruxue has heard the name of Wei songzhe.

Several professional teachers have publicly praised him for his talent.

It is very rare to get such praise in a talented Academy of fine arts.

Sheng Ruxue is almost the only freshman who can compete with him.

In fact, Sheng Ruxue is more famous than him.

Because she is now a disciple of Wang Yan.

This also makes Sheng Ruxue subconsciously think that he is better than Wei songzhe.

Of course she won't be happy when she suddenly hears such an evaluation now.

Moreover, she has heard before that unlike many art students who have been trained professionally since childhood, including her, Wei songzhe began to learn painting in high school.

It made her feel more uncomfortable.

Because this shows Wei songzhe's talent even more.

She looked at Wang Yan:

"Master, do you think so?"

Wang Yan is looking down at his mobile phone. He doesn't know who he's sending messages with. He looks very focused and doesn't hear her.

Sheng Ruxue bit her lip and didn't ask any more.

If Wei songzhe is really better than her, how did master accept her instead of Wei songzhe?

That is, a picture

Sheng Miao thought about it and suddenly said:

"But why do I think the girl just now looks familiar?"

Sheng Ru shuddered and said:

"She is Ning Li and Ning, too."

Sheng Miao reacted for a moment and suddenly recovered.

"It's her!"

No wonder he feels like he's seen it somewhere!

Having figured this out, he laughed.

"No wonder, I said she should understand."

As the top designer advocated by GS, Ning's talent in aesthetics is beyond doubt.

It's not surprising that you can say what you just said.

Sheng Ruxue's lips moved.

"... oil painting and fashion design are still different..."

Her voice is very quiet.

Sheng Miao patted her on the shoulder.

He knows Sheng Ruxue. He grew up with the wind and water. He is inevitably proud of his temperament.

"That's what they say, but to some extent, they also have something in common."

The Academy of fine arts also has a major in fashion design, and Sheng Ruxue is a major in painting.

"I've seen her that night of thorns, indeed --" Sheng Miao sighed.

The rest of the words didn't finish, but Sheng Ruxue understood what he meant.

Wang Yan looked at the reply on his mobile phone and felt a little sorry.

If he had known so, he should have made room for tonight.

But now he has an appointment with Sheng Miao.

Ning Li seemed to know what he was thinking and soon sent another one.

[uncle Yan, since there are friends coming, let's entertain them first. Let's get together next time.]

Wang Yan was relieved.

Yes, anyway, now people are in the capital. If you want to meet, it's much more convenient than before.

He typed a line.

[OK, let's have a good time with Shifu. By the way, Shifu's blood sugar has been high again recently. Please advise me more.]

Ning Li replied "good".

Seeing this sentence, Wang Yancai safely put away his mobile phone.

.......

Wei songzhe had planned to invite Ning Li to dinner, but she gave up when she said she was going to Miss Yu's house in the evening.

He sent Ning Li to the craft building, but halfway through, he received a call from the guide.

Ning Li asked him to go back and looked at the time again. Instead of going to the craft building, he called Yu Pingchuan directly.

Yu Pingchuan picked it up soon.

"Ah Li?"

"Miss Yu, have you finished your class?"

"Just after class, what's the matter?"

Ning Li stood by the roadside and looked at the fallen leaves piled on the ground:

"I'm waiting for you at zongqi road now."

Yu Pingchuan was surprised:

"Have you come to the academy?"

Ning Li only said to have dinner together at night, but he didn't mention it.

"Well, come here to meet a friend. It's just right for you to go back with you after class."

Several vague voices came from the phone, as if the students were greeting Yu Pingchuan.

Yu Pingchuan didn't expect this treatment today. He was very happy. Even the voice of the students was much lighter.

"That's good! I'll go now. The dish that Xiao Lin just bought yesterday, let's go directly back to the Shuiyuan family. "

Ning Li nodded:

"OK."

......

After a while, a white car stopped in front of Ning Li.

Lin Yaohui is responsible for driving, and Yu Pingchuan is in the back row.

Ning Li got into the car.

The car slowly drove out of the gate of the Academy.

.......

Shuiyuan family.

As soon as he entered the door, Yu Pingchuan smiled and asked:

"What would Ali like to eat today? Kobayashi bought a lot of things and put them in the fridge. Your painting has been sold successfully. We should celebrate it today! "

Ning Li came to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator door and took things out.

Celery, tomato, carrot.

Green vegetables, balsam pear, broccoli.

The smile on Yu Pingchuan's face gradually disappeared.

"Ah, ah Li, we eat these at night?"

Ning Li gave a faint "um" and looked back at him.

"Why, don't you think it's enough?"

Yu Pingchuan's intuition is not good. Looking at the pile of extremely scarce ingredients, the whole person is not good.

He nodded insincerely:

"Enough, enough..."

Ning Li took the things to the kitchen and turned back again.

Her hand reached into the refrigerator.

Yu Pingchuan's heart jumped. He just wanted to dissuade, but it was too late.

Apple, cherry, peach.

Longan, litchi, passion fruit.

He hid deeply, but Ning Li didn't do it for the first time. He was very skilled.

As more and more things were taken out, Yu Pingchuan became more and more uneasy.

Bang.

The refrigerator door was closed.

Ning Li looked at him calmly.

Yu Pingchuan stepped back two steps.

Lin Yaohui looked up at the ceiling and secretly regretted why he came to rub the meal!?

"Is it delicious?"

Ning Li asked quietly,

"When I met uncle Yan today, he said your blood sugar was high again. I think these things should be very delicious. "

Yu Pingchuan struggled:

"I, i... it's from Jinse Bay, not from me!"

Of course, he won't say. He finally asked for it.

"Oh, really?"

Ning Li nodded, put those in the bag, then went aside, took out his cell phone and made a call.

Yu Pingchuan has a bad heart! Stop it right away.

"Ah Li! Ah Li! Have something to say! What did you call -- "

The next moment, the phone has been through.

A low voice with a smile came from inside.

"Ah Li?"

Ning Li's voice had no waves.

"Mr. Yu said you gave those fruits, didn't you?"

Yu Pingchuan covered his face in despair.

The voice on the other end of the phone stopped suddenly.

"Have you forgotten what I told you before?"

Yu Pingchuan's eyes beat wildly.

At this time, Ning Li looked over.

Her tone was faint and she gave a final blow.

"Tomorrow I will go to the First Affiliated Hospital of Xijing university to hang up teacher Yu's number. You can come with me."