Rebirth: I Have a Daily Check-in System

In front of her, there was a wooden frame, and under her long, straight legs was a paint bucket.

The sightseeing car was parked beside her, but she didn't notice it at all.

Only the beautiful scenery in front of the eyes of the beautiful girl was completely indulged in the picture scroll.

Gao Xiang, who came here, was stunned when he looked at the beauty who was integrated with the picture scroll.

Until...until he remembered a sweet and sweet voice in his ear: "Do you also like to paint?"

Gao Xiang woke up like a dream, and when he reacted, he pointed at himself in disbelief: "Yuan is... is he talking to me?"

Yuan Mengxin, who was still sketching on the frame, smiled softly: "Is there anyone else here? I remember you. Last time, you were beaten by Ono and hospitalized, right?"

"This child, Ono, has been possessive since he was a child, and he is a little impulsive when he does 0.3 things. Here, as my sister, I apologize to you on his behalf. I hope you don't blame him."

Hearing Yuan Mengxin reveal his scandal, Gao Xiang looked embarrassed.

Then he patted the back of his head embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, we grew up in a large courtyard, it's normal to fight, I really didn't take it to heart."

Is this really the case?

In fact, if he met Yuan Ye alone and there was no guard by his side, Gao Xiang wouldn't mind punching him out.

Yuan Mengxin didn't pay too much attention to this topic, she suddenly changed the subject and asked softly, "Courbet, monk Fleury, which one do you prefer?"

Gao Xiang is a stubborn guy. He usually doesn't know anything about literature, painting, art, etc. except for catching hooligans on the street, exercising.

Hearing Yuan Mengxin's question, he was stunned. .

042: Can Mengxin give me something [Chapter [-], please complete order]

"Pants quilt? Monk? What?"

Gao Xiang asked dumbly.

The girl who was painting, her fair jade hand was stagnant, and she couldn't be beaten by lightning, and then a hint of helplessness appeared on her pretty face.

Sure enough, saying this to someone who doesn't know much about painting is like playing the piano to a cow, and you shouldn't ask him such deep questions.

Just when Yuan Mengxin was about to explain, a magnetic voice said softly behind her: "Courbet and Champfleur are both spiritual leaders of the realist school of painting, and they are good at expressing typical images in typical environments realistically. , had a profound impact on the ideological movement in France in 1848, and if I guessed correctly, Mengxin is now using realism to create this landscape painting."

Yuan Mengxin didn't care if the voice was magnetic or not.

What surprised her was that this person was able to know so much about art.

Gao Xiang didn't expect that Lin Ge would appear here. He wondered, "Lin Shao, why are you here? Did Sister Manni abuse you?"

Lin Ge: "..."

He glanced at Gao Xiang angrily: "Don't think everyone thinks the same as you 08, even a little woman like Wan Manni, I can handle ten of them."

"Your sister Manni went to the hot spring. I was bored by myself, so I came to see Yuan."

"Didn't Yuan Ye worry about his sister all the time? If Yuan lost a hair here, wouldn't he be desperate?"

Gao Xiang also knew that Lin Ge was teasing Yuan Ye, he laughed and said: "Lin Shao also said that Yuan Ye's mind is too small, I was worried about this too, so I came over to be Yuan Ye's bodyguard, I didn't expect Lin Shao to be my hero. Seeing the same."

Lin Ge silently supported his forehead.

He was a little ashamed of seeing the same thing as this rude hero.

"By the way, Lin Shao, what do you mean when you said that there are still monks in the pants, quilts? Why can't I understand a word?"

Gao Xiang remembered what happened just now, and looked at Lin Ge curiously.

Lin Ge was a little helpless towards this ignorant little white, but he still explained: "We are talking about two foreigners who are historical figures who have a profound influence on painting."

"Uh~" Gao Xiang nodded in understanding but not understanding: "It's just two dead people, right? Really, what is there to talk about with the dead, can't we talk about the living?"

"Ah~"

In the face of this cute and stupid muscular man, two sighs sounded at the same time.

Afterwards, Lin Ge and Yuan Mengxin's eyes met, and they could see the helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Pfft~"

A feeling of heart-to-heart connection arises spontaneously, and the two can't help laughing at the same time.

No matter how stupid Gao Xiang was, he knew that he was making a fool of himself.

And then, neither Lin Ge nor Yuan Mengxin paid any attention to him.

The two of you spoke one sentence to another, talking about the dead people who painted, and some stalks that he didn't understand.

This made Gao Xiang a little sad and a little disappointed.

"Drought to death, flood to flood, Lin Shao can chat with women wherever he goes. Is this the quality of being a playboy?"

"Oh, it's also my fault that I didn't study hard at the beginning, I couldn't even understand what other people said, and I deservedly couldn't catch up with the person I liked."

What Gao Xiang thought was quite open.

Even without Lin Ge, it would be impossible for him to be with Yuan Mengxin in this life.

As far as the stage controlled by Yuan Ye's dead sister, he couldn't pass it.

Instead, let Lin Ge come.