My little ancestor, you are sweet and wild

Ning Li: "...."

Lu Huai got closer to her and looked at her with a smile: "hmm?"

"You have a point." Ning Li stepped back and said seriously, "so let's talk about it next time we have a chance."

......

In the afternoon, Ning Li went to an affiliated hospital.

Mei Yanqing recovered well after the operation. After a short period of time, she can be discharged from the hospital.

Ning Li sat by the bed and patiently advised:

"I hear you've been losing your temper lately."

Mei Yanqing stuck his neck: "where do I have!?"

Ning Li gave him an expressionless look.

Mei Yanqing immediately calmed down, moved her lips and whispered:

"I... I just have a louder voice and speak more straight. It's not a curse after all these years... Besides, if they didn't always make me angry, could I do that?"

Ningli Road:

"Then you have to learn to adjust and control yourself."

Mei Yanqing held her back, met her eyes and swallowed her words back.

"... Oh, I'll try."

Ning Li nodded, but she didn't believe it.

Mei Yanqing said this too many times. She forgot it after saying it.

You can't change your temper all your life.

She didn't really expect him to change. She just reminded him from time to time and controlled her mood a little.

Mei Yanqing saw her like this and felt that she should change the topic quickly.

He put his hand over his chest:

"Ouch, my wound hurts again... But don't worry, ah Li. This tolerance will pass. I'll be fine..."

Ning Li looked faintly.

"Yes, after all, you cut your stomach. Your heart should be fine."

Mei Yanqing: "......"

He silently withdrew his hand.

Next to Yu Pingchuan, he turned his head with a complex face: he really didn't see it!

Ning Li nodded again, looking more relaxed.

"It seems that you did recover well."

I have a mind to fool people.

Mei Yanqing: "

He winked at Yu Pingchuan: what are you doing! Don't come and help!

Yu Pingchuan silently recited "this is my master, you can't die without saving" three times before finally opening his mouth:

"By the way, ah Li, how's the painting association doing recently?"

Ning Li knew that they were changing the topic and didn't expose it.

She nodded.

"Fortunately, I'm not very busy."

Yu Pingchuan breathed a sigh of relief, and Mei Yanqing also smiled.

"That's good, that's good. I know that ah Li never makes mistakes. Hard work, ah Li -- "

Ning Li looked at him, but he still wanted to be lazy.

"So you'd better get better quickly, don't you?"

Mei Yanqing punches his lips:

"Cough! I try, try! "

Ning Li nodded:

"Then I'll take it as a promise. When you are well, go back to the painting association first. "

Mei Yanqing: "... Oh."

......

The next day was Sunday. Wei songzhe invited Ning Li to Xijing Academy of fine arts to see paintings.

Not from him.

Xijing Academy of fine arts held a theme art exhibition called "dream back". The selected works are the works of the students who have graduated from the Academy of fine arts.

As the top art college in China, most of the students from Xijing Academy of fine arts are also extraordinary.

In addition to painting, the works exhibited in this art exhibition also include sculpture, which attracted many people.

The exhibition lasted three days. Thinking that Ning Li had no classes on Sunday, Wei songzhe specially invited her to come.

When Ning Li arrived at Xijing Academy of fine arts, it was 10 a.m.

Many people have gathered outside the exhibition hall, which looks very lively.

But everyone kept quiet and lined up to enter.

"Sister Li, the first floor is sculpture and the second floor is painting."

Wei songzhe walked in front of Ning Li and whispered,

"There's a lot of space inside. It is said that there are also Mr. Wang Yan's paintings in the exhibition. "

Ning Li smiled: "really. It seems that the selected works have a long time span. "

Wei songzhe smiled.

"I must go and enjoy Mr. Wang Yan's works in college later!"

The line soon reached them and they entered.

.......

As Wei songzhe said, the space for this exhibition is really large.

Everyone lined up to come in. There were a lot of people, but after they came in, they dispersed.

The whole hall still seemed quite empty.

Wei songzhe whispered:

"Sister Li, I'm going to the second floor first. How about you?"

Ning Li thought the sculpture on the first floor was also very interesting, so she planned to stay here for a while and go up after seeing enough.

Wei songzhe went upstairs alone.

Ning Li walked slowly on the first floor alone and watched.

Occasionally someone recognized her and cast all kinds of eyes here.

However, because it is in the exhibition hall, everyone abides by the rules and is quiet.

Most of them just looked at her or whispered with friends, but no one rushed forward to talk.

Ning Li is happy and quiet.

She watched on the first floor for an hour before she went up the stairs to the second floor.

The exhibition on the second floor is all paintings, but it is divided into many small areas.

Ning Li went to the traditional Chinese painting area first.

In comparison, there are more people on the first floor than on the second floor, and there are more people on the second floor than on traditional Chinese painting.

So it's a little cold here.

Ning Li looked at it casually and walked along the roadside.

When she came to a small square exhibition hall, she lifted her feet and turned in.

A total of eight traditional Chinese paintings with flowers are hung here.

Looking from her left, the first picture is peony.

After that, there are plum blossoms, lotus and so on.

Suddenly, she stopped before the fourth painting.

The red camellia flowers are in full bloom, and the dark branches and leaves are vaguely full of green.

The hot and cold hues set off each other, and the halo shows vigorous vitality.

The red of the petals gradually becomes strong and publicized from shallow to deep.

Ning Li looked at the painting and her first feeling was: excitement and joy.

There are few paintings that make her feel like this.

I don't know whether it's because the petals are stacked and stretched, or because the color is strong and bright.

In short, this is a very subtle feeling.

At a glance, you seem to be able to clearly perceive the joy of the painter when painting this painting.

Ning Li stared for a long time.

She didn't care when footsteps came.

Until a clear voice came from behind.

"Do you like this picture very much?"

Ning Li was stunned and looked back.

The visitor was Shen Zhijin.

"Miss Shen?"

She was surprised to see Shen Zhijin here.

His character is not like people who will come to such a place

Shen Zhijin's eyes fell on the picture behind her. Jun Xiu's clear eyebrows and eyes fainted and opened a little gentle.

She recovered and nodded.

"I really like it."

She looked at Shen Zhijin and asked tentatively:

"Do you... Like this picture, too?"

Shen Zhijin eased his jaw, paused for a moment and said:

"This is my wife's painting."

Ning Li opened her eyes slightly and turned to look. Sure enough, she saw the introduction of the painter next to her.

Camellia

——Gu Tingyin.