Against the backdrop of large flaming red maple leaves, a young man wearing a red shirt stood among the trees. The breeze blew gently, blowing his soft black hair. The sun was shining brightly, giving his handsome cheeks a layer of almost transparent golden color.
He held his head high, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his whole body was filled with a kind of pride and pride that was very comfortable to see.
When Yuan Lin saw the character in the picture, she became very happy. She giggled and said, "Dear, who is that ugly guy?"
Jiang Qin got up and chased Yuan Lin, shouting angrily: "Yuan Lin, my bad guy, give him the painting very quickly - give it to him very quickly."
Yuan Lin grabbed the drawing paper and circled around several maple trees and Jiang Qin, but she refused to put the drawing back in her legs and said: "No. No, no. I won't tell him who that ugly bastard is, he Just don’t give it to me-----"
"give him-----"
"No."
"Should I give it or not?"
"No."
"Yuan Lin-----" Jiang Qin stopped coming.
Her cheeks were red and she looked at Yuan Lin with tearful eyes. A very pitiful look of anger and shame.
A girl's feelings are always poetic!
Facing a boy's looming love is their most sensitive and sensitive taboo. They are ashamed to admit it and annoyed to see others.
Yuan Lin's behavior undoubtedly exposed her emotions in front of the client, causing her to shed tears of shame and anger uncontrollably.
Seeing Jiang Qin crying, Yuan Lin ran over quickly.
She stuffed the drawing paper into Jiang Qin's legs, hugged Jiang Qin's shoulders and said heartbrokenly: "Kiss, I don't want to cry, I don't want to cry, he is joking with me. Otherwise, it's all his fault." Not good----he won’t ask anymore, okay? He won’t ask anymore.”
Jiang Qin wiped his tears with the back of his legs and cried even more sadly.
"I painted his idol Andy Lau so ugly that he didn't even cry. Why should I cry?" Fang Yan said helplessly from the side.
"I like it." Jiang Qin stamped his feet angrily. "I've already said that I don't deny Andy Lau."
"Nong Bo? He thought that man looked a bit like Nong Bo----it turns out we----" Fang Yan pretended that he didn't see the character on the drawing paper and deliberately guided him in the wrong direction.
"Who said that Fei Nongbo was dead? Why did he ask to be painted?" Jiang Qin became even more angry, so angry that he forgot to cry again. "He paints whoever he wants to ruthlessly paint. What does it have to do with me?"
"That's right. What's wrong with him?" Fang Yan raised his legs and surrendered. He knew that he must not provoke that girl at that time. "Hurry up and pack up, he will send us to Dongshan."
"I won't go back tomorrow." Jiang Qin said.
"What?" Fang Yan looked at Jiang Qin with wide eyes.
Even Yuan Lin looked at her companion in surprise. Didn't that girl discuss anything with her before making a decision
"He said he won't go back tomorrow morning," Jiang Qin said. She turned to look at Yuan Lin and said, "Haven't I always wanted to watch the moonrise at Xixia Mountain? They won't go back tomorrow morning. They will get up early tomorrow to watch the moonrise. They can probably bring a drawing board to draw it. Come on—didn’t the teacher say that? Only by personal experience can you draw that kind of heart-stopping beauty. That was the perfect opportunity."
"What's the perfect opportunity?" Yuan Lin secretly laughed in her heart. Before Fang Yan came, why didn't he hear that I begged to stay at the top of the mountain to watch the moonrise? Why didn't you hear me tell you if that was an opportunity
"Can you, they agreed to go home tomorrow morning." Yuan Lin said worriedly. "Isn't my mother worried if they ask you not to go back? His mother must be worried to death too."
"Red Chi. Can't they just call back and say something?" Jiang Qin said. "Just say that they prayed for the moonrise, and they will live in the mountains tomorrow morning and never go back."
"No, no, no." Yuan Lin shook her head. "His mother will definitely not agree to it----my mother will definitely not agree to it either. They are two girls----"
Jiang Qin looked at Fang Yan and stopped talking.
Fang Yan pretended not to understand the pleading in Jiang Qin's eyes and said, "Yuan Lin is wrong. If we two girls don't go back in the morning, our families will be worried. If we really want to watch the moonrise and paint the moonrise, , then go back and discuss things with your parents, they agree that we can come again, or let them come with us - wouldn't that be better?"
"What a fart." Jiang Qin curled his lips and said. "Who wants to travel with their parents?"
Yuan Lin also nodded desperately and said, "No. You're not allowed to do that. You're not allowed to do that. It's so annoying."
"------" Fang Yan was hurt. He ignored the rebellious psychology of children of that age.
Jiang Qin seemed to have made up his mind, looked at Yuan Lin and said: "I called my mother, he called his mother, and they said that with many classmates, everything will be fine. We will also live at the top of the mountain tomorrow morning. Get up early in the morning to watch the moonrise. Go back after watching the moonrise, but what can you do?"
Yuan Lin was also persuaded by Jiang Qin and said, "Okay. Then they will call now?"
"Yeah." Jiang Qin nodded. "If his mother doesn't believe it, I will be there to testify for him. If my mother doesn't believe it, he will also testify for me----"
"Happy cooperation." The two little girls clapped their legs together happily.
"------" Fang Yan had black lines all over his head. It can be heard from their wrong words that they must have done a lot of helping each other conceal their deceptions.
Seeing Jiang Qin trying to ask for a call, Fang Yan stopped him and said, "Are we really asking Liu Dong to come?"
"Of course." Jiang Qin said.
"It's not art." Yuan Lin said.
"Then, he will make that call for us." Fang Yan said.
"Shall I help them fight?" Jiang Qin looked at Fang Yan uncertainly. If her mother knew that Fang Yan was also in Xixia Mountain, wouldn't she be more determined to recruit them back
"No. He helped us fight." Fang Yan nodded. "That's not a bad thing. Why do we have to deceive them? If they don't know our true situation, they will be worried and scared all morning - being a parent is not easy. Why do we need to make them superfluous? worry?"
"Can ----- what should I do if my mother doesn't agree?" Jiang Qin said worriedly.
"He will explain it to her carefully and agree." Fang Yan said.
"just in case-----"
"If he doesn't agree, he will send us to Dongshan and we will drive back." Fang Yan said.
"-------"
Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin discussed it for a while and finally decided to compromise.
Jiang Qin dialed his mother's number using Shiwang and said, "Mom, Fang Yan please speak to me----"
Fang Yan took Shiwang from Jiang Qin's leg and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law Li, this is Fang Yan. I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you really miss the food I cooked?"
"Fang Yan-----" Sister-in-law Li's voice paused for a moment. "If you miss me, come to my house for dinner when you have time. I'm with Qinqin? What's the matter?"
"Sister-in-law Li, it's not like that." Fang Yan explained with a smile: "He took the students from his class to Xixia Mountain for a trip, and happened to meet two girls, Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin, who were painting in the mountain----they I heard that he and his students wanted to spend the night in Shanzai's hotel to watch the moonrise tomorrow morning, so I wanted to do some activities with them. He said he wanted to call me to apply, and I agreed, so he promised them to stay in the East. When I didn’t agree, he sent them to Dongshan and asked them to drive home.”
Sister-in-law Li thought for a while, laughed heartily, and said: "If they want to watch the moonrise, let them stay here. If there are only two of them, he will definitely not worry." Mr. Fang is here. , he believes that I can take good care of them."
"He will take good care of them." Fang Yan said assuringly.
"Fang Yan, thank you." Sister-in-law Li said gratefully.
"It's nothing. Anyway, there are many other students who want to take care of him - Jiang Qin is not his student."
"Yeah." Sister-in-law Li responded. "Fang Yan, you can't afford to make a mistake."
"-----I didn't fault him." Fang Yan smiled. "Would I be too cruel to my daughter?"
"No." Sister-in-law Li said. "Damn it—how can you not be cruel to your own child?"
After hanging up the phone, Fang Yan looked at Jiang Qin, who was looking at him with worry, and said, "My mother agreed."
"Really?" Jiang Qin said with an incredulous look on his face: "Really agreed?"
"Really agreed."
"Why did she agree?" Jiang Qin said in confusion.
"Because he believes in her and she believes in him." Fang Yan said with a smile.
Jiang Qin shook his head and said, "I don't understand."
She really doesn't understand. If her mother believed Fang Yan, why would she drive Fang Yan out of the house
"It's his turn. It's his turn." Yuan Lin said.
She dialed her mother's phone number, said a few words on the wrong phone, and then handed the gift to Fang Yan.
Fang Yan took the phone and before he could speak, a nice woman's voice came over the phone: "No, Teacher Fang Yan? He knows me. Yuan Lin said she wanted to watch the moonrise at Xixia Mountain, so please ask me. I’ll help take care of it.”
"He will." Fang Yan agreed.
"Excuse me. Invite me to dinner if you have the chance." The woman said kindly and enthusiastically.
"I'm too polite." Fang Yan said with a smile.
After hanging up the phone, Fang Yan himself began to doubt the authenticity of everything. That girl Yuan Lin wouldn't deliberately dial a number and then ask them to pretend to be her mother to talk to her, would she
Damn, that woman's voice doesn't sound like a liar at all. Because liars don't have such a gentle and determined temperament.
Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin's families agreed, and Fang Yan no longer objected to their spending the night in Xixia Mountain.
Fang Yan led the way carrying two toolboxes, while Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin walked behind carrying drawing boards.
Not far behind the three of them, a couple wearing sun hats followed slowly and slowly. Taking pictures leisurely and contentedly, but from time to time his eyes would be on the three of them.