.

Gu Congli quietly listened to her nonsense explanation, nodded, dragged a chair over from the corner, placed it in front of the easel, took the paper out of the bag and said, "Come here."

Shi Yin obediently went over, sat on the chair and waited, watching him put the paper in his hands and take out his pencil.

She took the opportunity to secretly look at the other students in the studio.

One of them had a pile of spheres, cylinders and squares in front of him, and the other was drawing fruits. From Shi Yin's angle, he could just see the grapes on the drawing paper arranged together, loosely or closely together, forming a lifelike bunch.

Shi Yin was a little excited. He turned his head and raised his eyes expectantly and asked, "Teacher, what should I draw?"

Gu Congli gave her a flat look: "Draw the line."

"..."

That's clearly not what's written in the script.

The heroine showed her amazing talent on the first day of study, like a piece of uncut jade, which made the hero secretly marvel and look at her with new eyes, thus attracting his attention.

Isn't it supposed to unfold like this?

Why do I still have to draw the line?

She felt that she should start painting from Along the River During the Qingming Festival. It was the perfect beginning for her art career.

However, the fact is that Shi Yin spent a whole hour, and the paper was densely packed with horizontal and vertical lines, and her horizontal lines were still like wavy lines.

She began to feel a little bored, so she held her chin with one hand and held a pencil to draw small flowers on the paper.

Gu Congli walked past her silently like a ghost, and gently touched her drawing board with his beautiful fingers.

Shi Yin immediately straightened his back, continued drawing lines, and looked at him secretly: "Teacher Gu."

"Um."

"You really don't care about students' puppy love?"

Gu Congli glanced at her: "Why should I care?"

"It's not good to fall in love early. How can you indulge in an affair between a man and a woman during the most important moment in your life?" Shi Yin answered very officially.

Gu Congli responded succinctly: "There won't be any good results anyway."

"..."

Shi Yin was convinced.

Her wrists shook and trembled, drawing more than a dozen horizontal lines like drawing waves. After being quiet for a few minutes, she whispered again: "Teacher Gu."

"Um."

"Then do you have any intention of falling in love in a short time? You are not too young, right?"

You are not too young, right?

He's not too young either.

Not too small either.

"..."

Gu Congli turned his eyes sideways, his eyes cold.

Shi Yin was so cold that he shrank his shoulders and quickly tried to remedy the situation: "I mean, you are now old enough to fall in love."

His expression became even colder.

Shi Yin was shocked, knowing for the first time that he could be even more indifferent.

It's not okay for this man to be too good-looking, as his beauty will make you look cold.

"Are you really not planning to fall in love?"

Gu Meiren looked away calmly: "No."

Shi Yin became more serious: "Don't you have a young lady you like?"

"No."

Shi Yin kicked his nose and raised his face: "That's not the case -"

Gu Congli finally became impatient and interrupted her: "Shi Yin."

His voice was low, and there was a little echo in the empty studio.

Shi Yin shrank his shoulders and shut up.

Gu Congli looked down at her: "What are you doing here?"

Shi Yin thought to himself, don't you know what I'm here to do?

Don't you know it well?

The girl scratched her face and murmured in a low voice: "I just care about you..."

Her hands stained with pencil dust scratched out two streaks of black on her white cheeks, like cat whiskers. She didn't know how difficult the movements she had used to draw, and she even scratched several spots on her chin.

Gu Congli looked like he had a headache, and said in a cold voice: "Shi Yin."

"Cultivation of sentiments, cultivation of interests and hobbies." Shi Yin immediately said solemnly.

"Then draw," he tapped her drawing board, "don't ask any other questions."

Shi Yin raised his head and stared at him with dark eyes: "Oh."

She now found that after seeing his cold face too much, she seemed to be a little bit immune to it.

Seeing that she still had no reaction, Gu Congli gave a helpless tsk, directly raised his hand, held down her little head that was raised high and stared at him, clasped the top of her hair and pressed it down: "Look at what I am doing, look at your paintings.

.”

He didn't use much strength, but he was caught off guard. Suddenly, Shi Yin's head was pushed down, his eyes moved down, and he stared blankly at the ground.

Almost instantly, he let go.

Shi Yin still maintained the same posture as before, with her neck bent. She blinked slowly, then blinked again, and after a few seconds, she came back to her senses.

The sound of the heartbeat was louder and louder, louder and louder, clear and powerful, as if it was about to jump out of my chest in the next second.

She licked her lips and raised her head.

Gu Congli has left and is standing far away next to a student at the other end of the studio, with his back to her.

Shi Yin quietly raised his hand and touched the top of his hair, where his palm had just fallen.

It's as if I can still feel that moment just now.

Even if it's only for a moment.

The man's big hand fell on the top of her hair, and it was cold. She could feel the coldness through her hair, as well as his whole body.

But there was a scorching temperature that quickly climbed all the way down along the hair and spread all over the body.

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Thanks to Hua Niao Fengyue for the rocket launcher

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Chapter completed!