Chapter 135

There was a bang.

On the table is an expensive watch.

Shen Zhiyu said quietly: "do you want to bribe me with this?"

Xia Bei tilted his hand to the corner of his lip and said with a smile: "in a word, I put my words here today. Do you believe it or not?"

"That's right." He stood up, supported the table with both hands, and slowly came to Shen Zhiyu's ear. A low smile came out of his throat, crisp and touching: "I find English very interesting. I may often come to ask Mr. Shen in the future. Mr. Shen must teach me well."

With that, he kicked open the chair and walked away with a leisurely pace. His back was a bit uninhibited.

Shen Zhiyu rubbed his eyebrows and felt helpless.

Back to Ruan's house.

It's still early. Under the sunset, the clouds are surging.

Ruan Feiyue asked the servant to move the painting tools to the back garden.

There is a competition recently, so we should practice hard.

She sat on the stool, holding the paint tray, picked up the brush to color.

In the middle of the painting, the hall became noisy.

She turned to look over.

Cloud words into the door, also followed by a swarthy boy.

It's the woodlouse.

Ruan Feiyue twisted his eyebrows.

Did she really take him home?

The servants pointed and spoke with scorn, and no one was willing to come forward to receive them.

"It's too shameful for her to take such a person home."

"Oh, Hello, that's my wife's favorite sofa. What if it gets dirty for him?"

"Look at him, his eyes have been wandering, and he has never seen the world."

Ruan Feiyue raised a contemptuous smile.

Two lowly people together, quite a match.

"I'll get you a glass of water." Yunci goes to the kitchen.

The servants scattered.

Ruan Feiyue went on to draw and outline the lines.

"You can't do that."

There was a sudden sound behind him.

Ruan Feiyue was so frightened that he turned around and Zheng Peng stood behind her, watching her painting carefully.

Ruan Feiyue very despised moved the position, opened the distance.

Pointing to her paintings on the ground, Zheng Peng said seriously: "I see you are imitating other people's styles. Although beginners should start with imitation, they still need to find out their own style as soon as possible. It's impossible to imitate blindly."

Ruan Feiyue put down his brush and sneered: "do you know painting? I'll give you directions here

"Ah?" "Don't be angry, I just..."

"Zheng Peng." Yunci came over with water, glanced at Ruan Feiyue's painting and said to him, "don't tell her more. Let's go upstairs."

They left the back garden side by side. Ruan Feiyue was so angry that he threw the painting on the ground.

Zheng Peng's words still stabbed her heart like a thorn.

Art has always been something she is proud of, but she has been learning painting for so many years, and she really imitates others blindly, and can't find her own style!

Come to the room.

Yunci handed the water to Zheng Peng: "just sit down."

Zheng pengduan sat on the chair and drank: "is she aunt Yun's own daughter?"

"Well."

Zheng Peng curled his lips: "it's not as gentle as aunt Yun at all."

Yunci didn't take up the issue and changed the topic: "when was your personal painting exhibition?"

Zheng Peng silly smile: "next Wednesday, when you must come over ah."

Yunci made an OK gesture to him.

Zheng Peng's grandfather is the current secretary-general of the king. As soon as Zheng Peng was born, his parents died unexpectedly. Fortune tellers said that he was a killer. He had to be sent to the countryside to suppress evil. He could only be brought back when he was 18 years old.

As a result, Zheng Peng was sent to the countryside by his grandfather when he was young, and was raised by a nanny, so he became Yunci's neighbor.