Qian Leyi continued to blink, as if he still didn't react. Isn't it obvious why he asked this question
Yu Yanzhou waited for her answer.
Qian Leyi thought for a while and felt that there was really no easy answer to this question.
In her understanding, feelings should be the contribution of two people, rather than him alone.
When he wanted to make a game, she went to learn painting, made original paintings for him, and drew the world in his imagination. She didn't feel that she had done anything wrong.
But for Yu Yanzhou, it was a blow, because he originally thought that he could do everything for her and let her live according to her own ideas without restraint.
But today he realized that what his girl did was not for herself.
But, him.
Rather than feeling happy, it's better to say that my self-esteem was poked.
Qian Leyi stood up from the ground, not knowing what he was angry about.
"What's wrong with you?" Qian Leyi frowned and looked at Yu Yanzhou with a serious expression. She felt that Yu Yanzhou was unhappy at the moment, and he was still very unhappy.
And she had no idea why, for what
Yu Yanzhou looked at Qian Leyi's confused face, raised his hand, and finally said: "Forget it."
Qian Leyi: "..."
Qian Leyi wanted to get angry, but she looked at the classmates around her and snorted, "Just wait."
Qian Leyi, who was already playing well, joined her friend's team again. She was so angry that she wished she could train her friend to look like a regular soldier.
"Everyone should practice according to Qian Leyi's instructions. If Qian Leyi can practice well, so can you." The coach said from the side in a moderate tone.
Everyone: "..."
Qian Leyi is surrounded by soldiers, are they too
Can this be compared
After a few rounds of kicking, Fang Juan and Lu Zhang were going crazy. Finally, they could take a break. Each of them stood on Qian Leyi's side, "Did you just quarrel with your son?"
"He got angry for no reason, okay?" Qian Leyi sneered.
Fang Juan and Lu Zhang looked at each other. Sure enough, they were quarreling and they were the unlucky ones.
"I think Young Master Yu has always been very nice. Did you offend him?" Lu Zhang turned back and glanced at Yu Yanzhou, who was talking to Mo Yi over there. He felt that the man was not angry.
But it's probably not something people like them can tell when a great god is angry.
"Who messed with him? She just said that I can't draw, so why did I choose to major in art? Isn't this looking down on me?" Qian Leyi snorted and looked at Yu Yanzhou fiercely.
He was actually in the mood to talk to others.
"You can't draw?" Fang Juan paused.
"Have you never painted before?" Lu Zhang also asked.
Qian Leyi blinked and looked back at his two roommates. Is there anything strange about this
"Then why did you choose art?" Lu Zhang was also shocked and incredibly shocked.
Qian Leyi: "..."
"If you don't like it, you can't learn it? If you don't like it, you can't learn it?" Qian Leyi looked at Fang Juan and Lu Zhang with an expression of "You are really weird."
Lu Zhang: "..."
Fang Juan: “…”
Could it be that there is a mistake in their understanding? Aren't those who study art learned by talented students or those who really like it
Otherwise, why would ordinary people study art