When he was greeting the villagers, Bai Zhu was tall and slender. Standing in this village made him look more profound and extraordinary.

After chatting with the villagers, the two led a group of children out of the village and came to the green and yellow fields.

The fields are very flat, with only weeds and small wild flowers about thirty centimeters high. Light green grass and yellow wild flowers embellish the entire field with fresh and beautiful decoration.

In the middle of the field, you can see the dark green distant mountains opposite and the clear streams. The empty fields make people feel relaxed and comfortable, and they are both comfortable.

Standing among the grass and wild flowers, Xu Xingkong and Baizhu set out to help the children support the easel. Xu Xingkong's speed was slower, and the last one was not yet ready, Baizhu walked over the grass, leaned over and held the easel and said, "I'll do it."

"Okay." Xu Xingkong agreed and stood aside.

After Bai Zhu skillfully supported the easel, he handed the pen in his hand to the child, reached out and touched his head, and gently reminded him.

"Draw well."

"Okay~" the little guy agreed sweetly.

When the children were in the car, they were still singing the little demons of two tigers. But the moment when Bai Zhu held up the easel and handed the brush to them, the children all calmed down.

Their small figures were almost hidden in the grass, and the spring breeze blew across the fields, causing yellow-green waves, as if hiding them all.

Xu Xingkong looked at them seriously and felt calm.

While she was watching the children draw, the sound of easels being set up came from beside her. Xu Xingkong looked back and saw that Bai Zhu had already supported the easels.

When he met her gaze, the man in the wind had a little blown up, which made him feel a little free and unrestrained. But his eyebrows and eyes were gentle. He was looking at her at this moment and asked with a smile: "Do you want to draw a picture?"

Her eyes opened slightly, Xu Xingkong was a little surprised. After nodding, she asked with a smile: "Then how should I stand..."

Xu Xingkong was a little shy. He didn't know how to stand well, and his face turned slightly red. Looking at her red cheeks, Bai Zhu's black pencil pen holder gently turned between her fingers, and a halo turned out in the sunlight. His fingers with distinct joints held the pen holder, Bai Zhu chuckled and said, "That's all."

"Okay." Xu Xingkong stood in a daze.

After she stood up, Bai Zhu began to draw. He stood against the light, in the sun, and his calves hid among the grass. Although he was painting, he still stood straight, like a tree standing in the grass.

In the fields, the breeze blew by, and the man's plaid shirt was entangled with the breeze. He stood there, his fingers moved slightly, as if he had merged into the fields.

He is more like a painting.

When Xu Xingkong was thinking this way, the man paused his fingers, raised his eyes and said to Xu Xingkong.

"alright."

"So fast?" Xu Xingkong was stunned and blurted out a sentence.

Bai Zhu nodded, watched her come over, and said, "If you draw too much, you will naturally be faster."

Behind every painter's fame are countless sketches, such as Zhuo Nian, who still draws apples in the studio every day.

Thinking that Bai Zhu meant this, Xu Xingkong smiled and said, "Genius cannot be achieved overnight."

After she finished speaking, she was already standing in front of the easel and looked up and saw herself painted by Bai Zhu. Xu Xingkong saw her appearance every day, but she didn't expect that she was amazed by herself in Bai Zhu's painting.

The woman in the painting stands in the blue and yellow fields, her hair slashing across her cheeks with the spring breeze. She stands under tomorrow, with a calm smile and a hint of undetectable shyness in her round eyes.

The light and shadow of this sketch are very good, with delicate and skillful brushstrokes, and every little detail is well grasped. And such an excellent sketch is actually drawn so quickly.

While Xu Xingkong was watching the painting, Bai Zhu held a pencil, moved the tip of the pen slightly, and signed his name in the lower right corner. His characters seemed to be cursive, although they were sloppy, but they were tangible and bone-like. Although they were only a few strokes, they were very powerful.

After signing the name, Bai Zhu put the pencil aside, took out the painting from the easel, handed it to Xu Xingkong on the side and said, "Give it to you."

As she raised her eyes, Xu Xingkong was a little disbelief in her eyes, but she hurried over and thanked her with a smile.

"Thanks."

Seeing Xu Xingkong picking up the painting, she looked down at the painting, and the sunlight gave her a gentle halo. Bai Zhu licked her lower lip slightly, looked at the painting on her hand and said, "I used to paint it for my mother."

He suddenly started a topic, which made Xu Xingkong come back to his senses from the painting. When he remembered Yang Wenyu, Xu Xingkong asked.

"The teacher is in good health now?"

"Yeah. It's pretty good." Bai Zhu nodded and looked at Xu Xingkong and added lightly: "But I'm a little lonely at home. Some students said they had time to see her, but they never went there."

Xu Xingkong: “…”

Why did she think Bai Zhu was talking about her?

At that time, she told Yang Wenyu that she would go there when she had time was indeed not a polite word, but she could not go there too diligently. After all, they were just a teacher-student relationship, and they went there too diligently, so people thought she had other plans.

"I have time next week." Xu Xingkong said a little embarrassedly, "It will definitely pass by then."

Bai Zhu heard her and asked.

"Saturday?"

"Ah?" Unexpectedly, Xu Xingkong was stunned for a moment and said, "Well..."

"I had an art exhibition that day," Bai Zhu said.

Xu Xingkong raised his eyes and met Bai Zhu's gaze. The man looked calm, as if he was talking about something very ordinary. But when Xu Xingkong heard this, he remembered what Zhuo Nian said.

She felt tight, bit her lip and asked, "Where is the exhibition? Can I..."

"Want to go?" Bai Zhu asked looking at her.

"Yes." Xu Xingkong nodded sincerely and said embarrassedly: "I want to do my best too..."

"Come to my house on Saturday morning." Bai Zhu looked at Xu Xingkong and said, "We'll go there together then."

After the sketching, Bai Zhu took the children back to the studio. In the studio, in addition to Zhuo Nian, the children's parents also came, and Chen Wanwan, who finished the overtime work, was also among them.

"Then senior, let's go first." Chen Wanwan and Bai Zhu greeted Bai Zhu with her arms and kissed her.

"Okay." Bai Zhu responded lightly and nodded to Xu Xingkong.

Xu Xingkong remembered his invitation and smiled.

"I'll take you back." Chen Wanwan said to Xu Xingkong with her arms around Kang Kang.

Thinking of the phone call with Huaijing in the morning, Xu Xingkong "ah" a moment, opened the door and asked Chen Wanwan to leave the door of the apartment first. She glanced at Huangfu Yiduo and Ajin not far away and said, "I'll go to Wuyin, you can go first."

Xu Xingkong was busy with work, but Chen Wanwan didn't insist and said, "Okay, goodbye Kang Kang and Aunt Xingkong."

"Goodbye Aunt Starry Sky." Kang Kang said goodbye with a smile.

"Goodbye." He smiled and watched the two of them enter Jiating Square. Xu Xingkong came back to his senses and went to me to drink.

After chatting with Du Yizhe and the others for a while, Xu Xingkong received a text message. She looked down at the message, which was written on it.

Xu Xingkong's eyebrows and eyes moved, and after saying goodbye to Du Yizhe and the others, he stood up and entered Jiating Square.

When waiting for the elevator, Xu Xingkong was in a hurry. She watched the elevator slowly descend from the third floor, and when she arrived at the first floor, she got up and walked in.

When they arrived at the second floor of the brigade, Xu Xingkong got off the elevator and trotted to Huaijing's parking space.

She ran a little anxiously. When she walked to the parking space and saw the man in the car, her heart slapped her chest. Xu Xingkong calmed down slightly, got up and walked over.

When Xu Xingkong came over, the man looked up, with a smile between his eyebrows and eyes. He watched Xu Xingkong take a piece of paper and sit up.

The woman seemed to be jogging over, her cheeks were slightly red after running. Her eyelashes trembled slightly on her round eyes. She looked up at him with a smile in her eyes.

The atmosphere in the car became gentler. Huaijing lowered her eyes and looked at the piece of paper in her hand and asked.

"What's on your hands?"

"Drawing." Xu Xingkong said, handing him the painting.

After Huaijing took the painting, he opened it.

This is a sketch, and the person painted inside is Xu Xingkong. She stood in the fields, smiling shyly and quietly. In the lower right corner of the painting, two words were written in cursive, which is the signature of this painting.

"Bai Zhu?" The man's eyebrows and eyes were drooping, and the light brown eyes under his thick eyelashes were frivolous.

"Do you recognize it?" Xu Xingkong was a little surprised. She looked at the two words that she couldn't see clearly and said, "This is Kang Kang's art teacher. This painting was painted by him during his sketching today."

Huaijing looked at Xu Xingkong with his eyes down, frowned slightly, and asked, "Male?"

"Yes." Xu Xingkong nodded and added, "It's the son of my university teacher."

Not only is he a man, but he also has such a relationship with her?

Thinking that Xu Xingkong was going to sketch, or was he who helped to solve the Rubik's Cube, Huaijing had some blood and blood to attack his heart. His temples hopped twice, looked at Xu Xingkong down and asked.

"Why didn't you tell me that he was a man?"

"Ah?" Xu Xingkong was stunned for a moment, blinked innocently, and said, "You didn't ask. And it's a man or a woman. Is there any difference?"

Huaijing: "..."
Chapter completed!