My little ancestor, you are sweet and wild

Ning Li's eyebrows are slightly lifted and her jaw is light.

"Well, what you said makes sense."

Sheng Ruxue was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect Ning Li to have this reaction.

Anyone who is normal should be ashamed and embarrassed, right?

What about her——

Just thinking, he saw Ning Li's side eyes looking over.

Her expression was calm.

"I also want to give you a suggestion: when people don't know the whole picture, it's best not to judge at will. Otherwise, it's easy to be embarrassed. "

Sheng Ruxue is very uncomfortable.

Is Ning Li talking about her?

But these two times, she clearly heard what she said.

Now that I say this, I guess it's just to harden my mouth and find a step for myself?

She wanted to say something to refute, and met Ning Li's eyes. Those words were stuck in her throat for some reason.

"Wei songzhe, let's go."

Ning Li didn't seem to want to say much. He shouted to Wei songzhe and left.

Wei songzhe's face was not good. He looked at Sheng Ruxue, turned around and quickly followed Ning Li.

.......

"Sister Li, she just said that about you, you just forget it?"

When they walked out of the building, Wei songzhe couldn't help but speak angrily.

Sheng Ruxue is very proud on weekdays, and today he talks too much.

"Does she think that only she knows oil painting in the world?"

Ning Li's expression was faint.

"What do you care about with her?"

"But her words are too ugly!" Wei songzhe stroked his hair impatiently.

Originally, I invited Ning Li to come here today just to see the art exhibition happily. Who knows such a fuss?

The good mood was gone, and Ning Li was involved in a meal for no reason.

Ning Li smiled.

"Speaking, she is also helping teacher Wang Yan."

"Help Mr. Wang Yan? You haven't said anything yet. She's making a pile over there first! She is not for Teacher Wang Yan, but for herself! It must be because last time you said that her painting was inferior to me. She was upset! "

Wei songzhe disdained to sneer.

"If she didn't like to listen, she should have said it at that time. Why take the opportunity to vent at this time? That's interesting. "

How long ago was that? Can Sheng Ruxue still remember clearly!

Ning Li is really not angry - it's not necessary.

Besides, she really doesn't care about Sheng Ruxue.

She shook her head:

"Whether she is good or not should be taught by her master. I can't turn her around."

Hearing this, Wei songzhe suddenly smiled.

He put his hands behind his head, followed Ning Li with long legs, and looked like a fool:

"Sister Li, you are too polite. Where is the wheel? It's obvious that you're too lazy. If you let Mr. Wang Yan know what happened today, gee, that scene -- "

Ning Li glanced at him.

Wei songzhe immediately reached out and zipped his mouth.

Ning Li took back her sight.

Wei songzhe knew that she was not really angry. He he smiled and went over again.

"Anyway, Sister Li, teacher Wang Yan's painting is very good. Why don't you say it's inappropriate to put it on display?"

Ning Li paused for a moment.

"That picture shows Teacher Wang Yan's first love“

Wei songzhe suddenly stared.

He met Wang Yan's wife, a teacher in the ceramic design department of Xijing Academy of fine arts.

The key - it's not alone with the girl in the picture!

Ning Li seldom showed a trace of sympathy on her face.

"This art exhibition will be held for several days."

.......

On the other side, after Ning Li and Wei songzhe left, Sheng Ruxue was not in the mood to continue to watch the exhibition.

Thinking about it, she went to Wang Yan's office.

Seeing her, Wang Yan was surprised:

"Ruxue, why are you here? Didn't you say you went to the art exhibition this morning? "

"Yes." Sheng Ruxue road.

Wang Yan asked with a smile:

"How do you feel?"

Sheng Ruxue pursed her lips.

"The others are good, n... someone said that the picture you selected was not good. I argued with her."

Wang Yan was a little surprised and immediately waved his hand carelessly:

"Since it's a work, it's always to be judged. There's no need to argue."

"But that's your work after all." Sheng Ruxue frowned, "it's not just me, everyone thinks your painting is very good, just that person, all kinds of criticism. I think she made it clear that it was intentional. She picked a bone in an egg. "

Wang Yan picked up the water cup, saw that she cared so much, smiled and asked casually:

"Which one did you choose? Are you still arguing?"

"Spring girl" was created by you in College "

"Poof --!"

Wang Yan took a sip of tea and sprayed it out.

Sheng Ruxue quickly handed him the paper, but Wang Yan ignored it and asked in horror:

"You said the girl in spring was on display?"

Sheng Ruxue didn't know why he reacted like this and nodded hesitantly.

Wang Yan spits out the tea in his mouth and has thoroughly greeted the teacher in charge of the art exhibition.

He has so many paintings, which is not good! Choose this!

He can have a good life when he comes home!?

Sheng Ruxue was puzzled: "master, what's the matter with you?"

It's hard to say.

"No, it's okay... That painting is a long time ago, and the skills are still green..."

Of course, it should be useless to say this now.

He put down his glass and shook his head with a sigh.

"Forget it, you go back first."

He wants to be alone.

Sheng Ruxue didn't move.

She paused for a moment, a little hesitation appeared on her face, and then she made up her mind to speak in general:

"Master, I don't know how old Mei's body is recovering now? I haven't visited him since he was ill... "

Now she is Wang Yan's Apprentice. Even if she is Mei Yanqing's grandson, she should always show her heart.

Wang Yan waved his hand:

"You don't have to worry about this. Don't mention you. I haven't even been there. Now it's just master and them who can show up at his old man's house. Just go back and draw. "

Sheng Ruxue was disappointed.

To visit Mei Yanqing is an opportunity that many people can't ask for.

She thought she had become Wang Yan's Apprentice. With this relationship, it must be more convenient than ordinary people.

little does one think......

"OK, master, I'll go back first."