The Supporting Actress System

Jiang Zi Xi stopped for a moment and then walked in.

There is only one chair in the studio, which is in front of the drawing board, but Lin Shen does not sit. Instead, he sits on the floor beside him.

He gently raised his hand and pointed to the empty floor in front of him: "sit down."

"After that, it's all here, with me."

"You, stay with me."

After a long time, he regained consciousness, got up and grabbed Jiang Zixi's dress. He seemed very angry but also very eager to say:

Lin Shen immediately fell into the gloom again. Moreover, he fell to one side and pondered for a long time. No matter what Jiang Zixi called him, he didn't seem to hear it.

Where has the face to call oneself a teacher?

What's more, she can't even compare her painting skills with Lin Shen.

"Well, no, I'm still in school, I'm a student, I can't be your teacher."

Jiang Zixi smiles awkwardly, and immediately refuses:

Lin Shen immediately nods, his eyes leaping with joy.

Jiang Zixi thought for a moment: "do you mean that in the future, let me be your teacher?"

"You, teacher, teacher."

Seeing that Jiang Zixi didn't understand, Lin Shen felt anxious. He danced and said again in a hurry:

jiangzixi: "eh?"

"After that, you, teacher."

The gloom on Lin Shen's face disappeared without a trace. He laughed and rubbed on Jiang Zixi's hand:

JIANG Zixi unconsciously touched his head: "the painting is very good."

After looking through the painting, Jiang Zixi found that Lin Shen was squatting beside him like a little dog, with hope and joy in his eyes, as if waiting for Jiang Zixi's praise.

Just like the fashion trend, Jiang Zixi couldn't understand it before or now.

What is the master's style? It's the works of the great God that Jiang Zixi can't understand.

However, it has to be said that Lin Shen's paintings have the style of a master.

Most of Lin Shen's paintings have a trace of gloomy squares. Whether it's the weird bending of straight lines or the thick sense of color, people can't breathe.

Jiang Zixi took the painting with both hands and opened it one by one.

"This is, I drew it. You, have a look."

Lin Shen seemed to think of something. He suddenly got up, took out a large stack of paper from the table and handed it to Jiang Zixi:

so that he was so lonely.

Although Lin's father cared about him, he was too busy, and Lin's mother was closed to him by Lin Shen.

Lin Yuzhi didn't like to stay with a nerd, so as time went by, they didn't have much contact.

Lin Yuzhi is about two years younger than Linshen. He is lively. He should have knocked over Linshen's paint when he was a child, so he was forbidden to come in.

Lin Shen shook his head: "he, overturn, paint, hate him, no, come in."

"And your brother, will he often come to accompany you?"

As a result, his logic gradually degenerated.

Because there was no tutor, Lin Shen had no one to talk to.

Jiang Zixi found that she could gradually find out the rules of Lin Shen's speech and almost understood him.

He means, since five years ago, it's gone.

Lin Shen shook his head: "five years, no more."

Jiang Zixi: "what about now? Now do you have a tutor? "

"Well, Dad, get angry and get rid of them."

Lin Shen lowered his eyelids:

JIANG Zixi pursed her lips: "what happened after that? Did you tell your father that? "

They want guidance, not ridicule.

Every child is an angel, even if some aspects are dull, it is only a small defect.

Instead of insulting children with high tutor fees and the most impatient teaching.

Use the most patient words to teach them how to learn and guide them to the bright road.

In Jiang Zixi's heart, the so-called tutor should do her best to create a comfortable one-on-one teaching atmosphere for children.

Lin Shen nodded.

Jiang Zi Xi slightly frowned: "say these words in front of you?"

"They, scold me, fool, laugh at me, no, talk."

Lin Shen seemed to be asked. After thinking for a long time, he said:

JIANG Zixi continued to squat down: "bad? Why? "

"Teacher, Dad, please, teacher, they are bad."

"Ding Linshen's popularity has increased by 10%, and the current popularity is 11%. Please continue to work hard..."

The light fell on her face, with a silky soft light. Lin Shen raised her eyes and looked at her, slightly different in her heart.

"They? Who are they? "

Jiang Zixi went to the window and opened the curtain to let the moonlight steal into the roomAfter staying in the dark for a long time, Jiang Zixi got used to the darkness of the whole room. Even if there was no crystal ball, she could see the layout of the whole studio clearly through the moonlight.

"They are all bad guys. Hello, I like it."

Suddenly praised, Lin Shen was stunned, and then his face showed a strange light. He held a crystal ball and looked a little pious:

"you painted very well."

Jiang Zi Xi smiles: "well, you are right. She is really my sister."

But when I heard Jiang Zixi say this, she knew that she had misunderstood me, so looking at the painting was like looking at a piece of garbage.

Then he raised his hand and drew such a picture.

That's why he can see Jiang Zi Xi in his eyes.

From the very beginning, he thought they were twins.

Lin Shen pursed his lips: "you are very much like your parents. They like you and like her."

Jiang Zixi nodded.

Lin Shen: "hmm? Others, don't you know? "

Jiang Zixi: "others don't know that she is my sister. How do you know that?"

Lin Shen frowned slightly: "hmm?"

Jiang Zixi was a little surprised and asked with some doubts: "how do you know she is my sister?"

Because Jiang Zixi understood what he meant, Lin Shen finally gave a satisfied smile: "well."

Is it "Xia Kehan?"

Jiang Zixi, she and Her sister?

Lin Shen shook his head: "you, and you, sister."

Jiang Zixi thought for a moment: "does this painting mean my dual character?"

Lin Shen took the trouble to repeat: "you."

Jiang Zixi: "ah?"

Lin Shen: "you."

"What's this painting about?" Jiang Zi Xi asked.

I don't know why, seeing this painting, Jiang Zixi's heart gradually rose a sense of familiarity.

There are two girls in the picture. One is smiling and the other is crying. There are three words written below, twin. The painting style is very strange but inexplicable coordination.

There is indeed a painting on the drawing board. The background presents two different colors, one is very gloomy, the other is very happy.

Jiang Zixi turned her head and looked.

Lin Shen is half kneeling on the ground, holding a crystal ball and shining on the drawing board. He tries his best to let Jiang Zixi see the things on the painting clearly.

"Don't you want me to see your paintings? What painting? "

I think Lin Fu knows that Lin Shen has this preference, so he made this kind of wood specially.

The floor is made of wood, very soft, and it won't be cold to sit on.

Jiang Zixi walked in slowly.

In his heart, only the teacher can accompany him all the time.

So he wanted Jiang Zixi to be his teacher.

He just wanted to There's someone to be with him.