My 1991

"Maybe not today, he is busy, you can come tomorrow." Meng Qingchi said matter-of-factly.

Ye Run could already see the situation in the bedroom from his current position.

At first, she didn't notice anything wrong. When her eyes fell on Yu Guanzhi, she was stunned. Her instinctive reaction was: How could there be such a beautiful woman?

The second reaction made him understand why Li Dong wanted to drag him here.

The third reaction is to compare Meng Qingchi and Yu Guanzhi, who is more beautiful?

In Ye Run's limited life and vision, Sister Meng Qingchi was almost the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. So I got curious.

Seeing Ye Run looking up into the bedroom and then at herself, Meng Qingchi instantly guessed what she was doing.

Xiao An said with a smile: "I heard from Xiao An that your cooking is delicious. Are you free now? Help me cook together."

There were too many people today, and Meng Qingchi was worried that he would be too busy alone and dinner would be delayed very late, so he said this.

"Okay." Ye Run didn't dare to say anything else. He was relatively confident in his craftsmanship, so he squatted down to help select celery.

After hearing the conversation between the two, Li Dong sneakily came over and asked, "Do you need anyone else? I can help too."

Ye Run stared at him with disdain.

Meng Qingchi smiled and said, "Come on, there are a lot of vegetables. You can help me wash the vegetables."

Luan didn't know what was going on outside. He was coloring the painting at the moment.

This is the most critical stage, and it is also the time when the ability level of a painter is reflected.

For this reason, he worked hard, not knowing that Yu Guanzhi and Chen Quan had unknowingly left their seats and were standing behind her.

Looking at this scene, Zhou Kun felt happy and a little sad.

To my surprise, Lu An's superb color skills finally attracted Wan Zhi and Chen Bo.

What makes him sad is that he has worked hard for half his life but has not been recognized by Wan Zhi, but now a 17-year-old boy has done it easily, which makes him extremely frustrated.

But now is not the time to be depressed. After all, Wan Zhi is here and he cannot lose face.

What's more, being able to witness the painting of a master like Lu An is a great opportunity. Not everyone can encounter it. How could Zhou Kun miss this opportunity? He immediately left the bench and stood at the back.

The reason for standing at the back:

First, Wan Zhi and Chen Bo are in the same position, and he cannot overstep them.

The second is that he is afraid of being too close and affecting Lu An's performance.

Around 6 o'clock in the evening, the meal was ready.

Meng Qingchi originally wanted to call a few people to eat, but when he entered the bedroom and took a look, he suddenly stopped thinking.

At this moment, Lu An, Miss Yu, Mr. Chen and others all focused their eyes on the drawing board. The group was so engrossed that they did not notice her arrival at all.

His eyes fell on the drawing board for a while, then passed by Yu Guanzhi, Chen Quan and Zhou Kun one by one, and finally stopped on Lu An.

At this time, Lu An looked very focused and meticulous. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him through the window panes, as if there were circles of halo, and had an indescribable charm that made Meng Qingchi unable to take his eyes away for a while.

Is this still Xiao An?

Is this still the Xiao An I know?

Did Xiao An have such talent in the past?

Meng Qingchi had complicated emotions. He had known Lu An for more than ten years, and he never thought that the boy who often complained about headaches, was introverted and shy but had great self-esteem had grown to this point.

It has been able to attract figures like Miss Yu and Mr. Chen.

Although she didn't know what the two people did or their family backgrounds, she guessed it was not wrong.

Putting aside everything else, Yu Wanzhi's rich bookish aura cannot be cultivated in ordinary families. This makes Meng Qingchi, who is also a beautiful woman, unable to help but look at her more.

After 7 p.m., the bedroom was still silent except for the occasional sound of the brush mixing paint.

After 9 o'clock in the evening, Meng Qingchi once again wanted to call everyone to eat, but when he saw a few people who were like sculptures, he still didn't say anything and simply stood aside and waited.

This state lasted for a long time...

It wasn't until a sudden sound of "didi-didi" sounded that everyone woke up from the world in the painting.

Seeing everyone looking at the bag on the sofa, Yu Guanzhi said to Lu An apologetically:

"Sorry, I forgot to turn off the phone."

The phone Yu Guanzhi mentioned was a Motorola mobile phone. She opened the zipper of her bag, took out the mobile phone, said "I've got something" and hung up.

Lu An smiled, put down the brush and said, "Don't be sorry, your call came at the right time.

I didn't feel it just now, but now I suddenly realized that I was very hungry. I guess everyone is as hungry as me. "

Then he waved his hand: "Let's go, I can already smell the smell of meat. Let's go eat first."

Everyone laughed and followed him out of the bedroom.

The dinner was very sumptuous, with 6 hard dishes and 3 vegetarian dishes. I fell in love with Meng Qingchi as soon as I saw it.

After the meal, Lu An said to Meng Qingchi: "Thank you for your hard work, Sister Qingchi, you are so good to me, I can't repay you, otherwise..."

Meng Qingchi smiled and interrupted him, "It's not my sister's fault alone. Your classmates Ye Run and Li Dong helped a lot."

Luan asked: "Have they been here?"

Meng Qingchi nodded lightly: "I was here, but I left after dark."

Lu An understood. Because she and others didn't come out for a long time, Sister Qingchi's original plan to stay with the two of them for dinner was ruined.

I probably left because I was hungry.

Meng Qingchi asked in a low voice: "Are you still painting at night?"

Lu An almost did not hesitate: "Painting, I plan to finish two oil paintings in one go today and tomorrow, so as not to waste everyone's time."

Meng Qingchi glanced at the people chatting in the hall and lowered his voice to remind: "Xiao An, this Miss Yu is not simple."

Lu An's eyes lit up: "Did you see it too?"

Meng Qingchi nodded: "My sister guessed that Zhou Kun might have lured me here."

Lu An, as a lifelong veteran, had made this guess when he first heard the name "Chen Quan".

It's just that speculation is still speculation and cannot be 100% certain.

He has analyzed his situation: Now he is poor and completely blind in the painting world. He has no connections, no reputation, no status, and is a typical person with three nos.

It’s not easy to soar into the sky.

If Chen Quan is really that Chen Quan, and if Yu Guanzhi is really extraordinary, then these two people are noble people who have come to their door, and he should not miss it.

Even if the direction of your painting is not in their eyes, even if they don't value you that much, mosquitoes are still flesh no matter how small they are.

If he had the chance to hug her, he would definitely use his hands and feet, and his mouth and tongue could be sacrificed if necessary.

Bah, what the hell are you thinking?

Chen Quan is so old, his gender is wrong, and he doesn't have that hobby.

Even if it is Yu Guanzhi, she is still a young girl. If she can swallow such a fresh thing, I thought about it again and agreed.

It's really not polite to say no.

But we are also very particular people, so we cannot miss the red envelope afterwards.

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