Ye Linlang has a sweet voice, and she sang Li Shutong's "Farewell" with great charm. The children were listening to her fascinated, but suddenly they heard Jiang Qiran's voice shouting to stop them.
Ye Linlang stood up in surprise, and when she turned around, she saw a handsome face with sharp edges, but his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Linlang frowned and looked at Jiang Qiran in confusion.
In fact, Jiang Qiran rarely loses his temper for no reason like this.
Most of the people sitting around were children. Originally, when Jiang Qiran was in class, he felt that although this older brother was very handsome, he seemed difficult to get close to.
Now seeing Jiang Qiran's cold and indifferent look, the children were a little scared.
This brother's aura is so terrifying, it looks frightening.
…
Jiang Qiran looked at Ye Linlang's pretty face, then at the children who were scared by him, and realized that his tone had just been a bit harsh.
His expression suddenly softened and he suddenly changed the subject.
"The lyrics of the song just now are so sad. It makes me feel emotional. Let's do something else."
Ye Linlang was embarrassed when she heard this. Why did she feel that Jiang Qiran was sometimes even more unreasonable than a child? Is "Farewell" very sad
All good things in life must come to an end.
And it’s impossible that all songs are upbeat and inspiring, right?!
Ye Linlang knew Jiang Qiran's stubborn character, so she had no intention of going against him. She immediately went with the flow and tricked Jiang Qiran with a smile.
"Okay, okay, since Qi Ran said you want to change your job, how about you take the lead?"
Ye Linlang thought Jiang Qiran would definitely hesitate. After all, she knew best that this young man hated being surrounded by a bunch of people and making noises.
It was fine before when I was giving lectures from the podium, looking down on others. The only lecturers were Jiang Qiran and myself. Jiang Qiran could ignore the children and teach his own lectures seriously.
It’s different now. Everyone is chattering and making a lot of noise.
…
Ye Linlang was full of confidence, but who would have thought that this time Jiang Qiran suddenly smiled and took over the task very calmly.
"Okay, then let me teach you how to draw."
Ye Linlang was stunned when she heard this. Hey, is Jiang Qiran good at painting? !
She seemed never to have known it before.
Although Lingyun High School has art classes, these classes are in name only. The art teacher just shows famous Chinese and foreign paintings to students.
After all, most of the students studying in Lingyun High School are not art students, and Lingyun High School does not require everyone to have any achievements in art classes.
For a preparatory class like Class A that focuses on science, once the students are divided into science and arts classes in the second year of high school, even leisure courses such as art classes and labor skills classes will be eliminated.
Just when Ye Linlang was surprised, she saw Jiang Qiran had borrowed an A4-sized draft book from a child. He opened a new page and began to paint in the blank space with a pencil.
…
Jiang Qiran was surrounded by a bunch of children sitting in the middle. Ye Linlang couldn't squeeze in for a while, so she simply stood more than a meter away, quietly admiring Jiang Qiran's painting.
It is said that boys look best when they are concentrating, and it is indeed true.
The playground is empty in winter. Looking from afar, the sky of Meihua Village seems to be as blue as a perfectly cut sapphire, which is fascinating.
This kind of beauty is hard to find in big cities.
But all these are not as charming as Jiang Qiran's profile. His eyelashes are slightly drooped, and his usually cold features seem to be softened a lot.
Ye Linlang looked at Jiang Qiran's face and was a little dazed for a moment.
…
Just when Ye Linlang was infatuated with Jiang Qiran's profile, she suddenly heard a cry of surprise from some children.
“So beautiful!”
“It feels very much like a real person!”
Eh?!
Is Jiang Qiran painting a portrait
Ye Linlang was startled and couldn't help but walk over. Because the children liked this amiable older sister, they all took the initiative to make way for her.
Ye Linlang squeezed into the crowd and only then could she see clearly what Jiang Qiran was drawing.
It is indeed a character portrait.
It is also extremely vivid and lifelike, as if those tiny black hairs have their own vitality facing the light golden sunlight in the afternoon.
However, the most important thing is that the girl in the painting is Ye Linlang.
…
Jiang Qiran hadn't finished drawing yet. Although the girl on the draft paper was drawn with only a few strokes, her eyebrows and eyes were already made lifelike.
Ye Linlang in the painting is looking back and smiling. Her eyes are as bright as ink. Although her facial features are not stunning and even look a bit childish, she has a smile that is unforgettable at first sight.
It was a very, very pure smile, as if seeing the smile of the girl in the painting could make people forget all the troubles in this world.
Ye Linlang looked at the picture of herself drawn on the draft paper and was stunned.
Is the person in the painting really her
Uh, why do I feel like she doesn’t look this good when she smiles…
…
Or, in Jiang Qiran's eyes, she is just such a beautiful little fairy? !
As soon as this narcissistic thought flashed through Ye Linlang's mind, her face suddenly turned red.
She couldn't help but steal a glance at the boy who was painting, but she saw Jiang Qiran's eyes were deep, he was concentrating on painting the shadows on the ends of the girl's hair in the painting.
It was clearly just a crude pencil, but in Jiang Qiran's hands, it seemed to radiate incredible magic, and the characters in the painting also exuded their own emotions and vitality.
Soon, Jiang Qiran finished painting the portrait.
The girl in the painting looks around with emotion, and the interweaving of light and shadow is so clear that one can't help but sigh at the exquisite brushstrokes of the painter.
"So beautiful! She looks just like Sister Linlang!"
"Yeah, yeah, I want to learn too!"
The children who were watching couldn't help but applaud after seeing Jiang Qiran's painting process.
When Ye Linlang heard the children's praises, she couldn't help but reach out and poke Jiang Qiran's arm.
"Hey, why didn't I realize before that you are such an all-rounder? You are so good at drawing. Is there anything in this world that you can't do?"
Jiang Qiran raised his eyebrows, with a hint of mischief in his expression.
"Of course, like cooking, and... giving birth to a child."
Speaking of the second thing he couldn't do, Jiang Qiran's gaze lingered over Ye Linlang's belly, making Ye Linlang wish she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into!
There were so many children watching, but Jiang Qiran spoke without any regard for food or meat!
Ye Linlang gave Jiang Qiran a hateful look.
"Be serious!"
The children next to them had pure and innocent faces and started pestering Jiang Qiran to ask him to teach them how to paint.
Jiang Qiran was in a good mood and immediately agreed with a smile...
(End of this chapter)