Rebirth: I Have A Daily Sign-In System

"Pants quilt? Monk? What the hell?"

Gao Xiang asked stupidly.

The girl who was painting, her white jade hand stagnated, she was thundered, and then there was a touch of helplessness on her pretty face.

Sure enough, to say this to someone who doesn't understand painting is to play the piano to a cow, so I shouldn't ask him such deep questions.

Just as Yuan Mengxin was about to explain, a magnetic voice said softly behind her: "Courbet and Chambret are the spiritual leaders of the realist school of painting. They are good at truly representing typical images in typical environments. , Had a profound influence on the thought movement in France in 1848, and if I’m not mistaken, Meng Xin is now using realism to create this landscape painting."

Yuan Mengxin didn't care about the magnetic and non-magnetic voice.

What surprised her was that this person could have such knowledge of art.

Gao Xiang didn't expect that Lin Ge would appear here. He wondered: "Lin Shao, why are you here? Did Sister Manni abuse your family?"

Lin Ge: "······"

Angrily glanced at Gao Xiang: "Don't think everyone thinks the same as you 08, just a little woman like Wan Manni, I can handle ten of them."

"Your sister Manni went to the hot springs. I was bored alone, so I came to see Yuan."

"Isn't Yuan Ye always worrying about his sister? If Yuan loses his hair here, he won't try his best?"

Gao Xiang also knew that Lin Ge was teasing Yuan Ye. He laughed and said, "That’s what Lin Shao said, Yuan Ye’s servant is too small, and I was worried about this, so I came over to be Yuan Ye’s bodyguard. I didn’t expect Lin Shao to be a hero. It’s a little bit the same."

Lin Ge gave his forehead speechlessly.

He felt a little bit ashamed of seeing this old crude hero.

"By the way, Shao Lin, what do you mean when you said that there is a monk in the pants and quilt? Why can't I understand a word?"

Gao Xiang remembered what happened just now, and looked at Lin Ge curiously.

Lin Ge was a little helpless for this kind of ignorant Xiaobai, but still explained: "We are talking about two foreign names. They are historical figures who have a profound influence on painting."

"Um~" Gao Xiang nodded faintly: "It's just two dead people, right? Really, what is there to talk about dead people, can't you talk about living people?"

"Oh~"

Facing this cute stupid muscular man, he sighed twice and sounded at the same time.

Afterwards, Lin Ge and Yuan Mengxin's eyes met each other, and both of them could see the helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Puff chuff~"

A feeling of heart-to-heart communion spontaneously arises, and the two can't help laughing at the same time.

No matter how stupid Gao Xiang was, he knew he was making a fool of himself.

And then, neither Lin Ge nor Yuan Mengxin paid attention to him.

The two of you talked to me about the dead people who were painting, and there were some things he didn't understand.

This made Gao Xiang a little sad and a little disappointed.

"Drought by drought, and by flood or by flood, Lin Shao can talk to women wherever he goes. Is this the quality of being a playboy?"

"Hey, I'm also to blame for not studying well at the time, and I didn't even understand what people said, and I deserved to be unable to catch up with the person I liked."

What Gao Xiang thought of was quite open.

Even without Lin Ge, it would be impossible for him to live with Yuan Mengxin in this life.

He couldn't pass the test controlled by Yuan Ye's dead sister.

Instead of this, it is better to let Lin Ge come.

He was very happy to see Yuan Ye bashing on the street with a frustrated expression, and he could only watch his sister being miserable by Lin Shao.

Besides, Yuan Mengxin has a clear heart, and whether Lin Shao can soak in her is an unknown question.

Thinking of this, Gao Xiang didn't bother the two of them, and left here quietly.

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"what is this?"

Looking at the noble quality card in his hand, Yuan Mengxin's eyes flashed with doubt.

It turned out that Lin Ge gave her a card just now.

Lin Ge smiled and said, "I like the membership card of the Ivy League club. I like art more. I feel like I have met Yuan. So this membership card is a gift from me to Yuan. As long as Yuan wants to come here to paint, I'm always welcome."

Yuan Mengxin is not a fool.

Because of her status as the governor's daughter, I don't know how many men want to approach her and kiss Fangze.

What's more, when he came today, this person still had some conflicts with Ono.

Handing the card back to Lin Ge, Yuan Mengxin shook his head slightly, and then apologized: "Sorry for rejecting Mr. Lin's kindness. I know that your club needs high-ranking officials, but I'm just an ordinary girl and I can't help you. , So this card, please ask Mr. Lin to take it back."

Lin Ge took a look at Yuan Mengxin with interest.

Sure enough, girls cultivated by big families are different. They see the temptation that outsiders can't refuse, but they see it very plainly.

Lin Ge took the card and smiled and said, "There is nothing to be sorry about. Everyone has the right to refuse. Of course, if Yuan wants to paint, he can call me at any time, and I will still arrange someone. To welcome you."

Yuan Mengxin was no more polite this time, and nodded gently and said, "Mengxin thank you Mr. Lin for your kindness."

In the following time, Yuan Mengxin did not chat with Lin Ge anymore, but devoted himself to the world of art.

Worthy of being the darling favored by even God, Yuan Mengxin's talent in painting is far beyond what ordinary people can compare.

The beautiful scenery by the lake is vivid in her writing, and the sparkling lake is really moving.

To describe it in a verse, it is: the sunset and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color.

If it is said that other people's paintings are paintings, then Yuan Mengxin's paintings are infused with the soul.

"Papa Papa~"

When Yuan Mengxin made the final stroke, Lin Ge's applause also sounded.

000　　 Yuan Mengxin seems to be a little uncomfortable with the praise of strangers, delicate little earlobes, a little pink.

This is a very strange feeling.

In the past, Yuan Ye would applaud after she finished painting, but she felt that she was used to it and there would be no mood swings.

But today I feel a little embarrassed because of the applause of others.

"Yuan, are we friends now?"

Lin Ge walked behind Yuan Mengxin and asked with a chuckle.

Yuan Mengxin hesitated.

She is not good at making friends by nature and prefers to be alone with nature.

If you talk about friends, there is no one at all.

Of course, this also has something to do with Yuan Ye protecting her too well.

However, thinking of Lin Ge let her come in to paint, and also understand many aspects of art, the attitude is like a gentleman.

She felt soft, nodded, and smiled lightly: "Forget it."

After getting the answer he wanted, Lin Ge smiled and glanced at Yuan Mengxin’s picture scroll, and then said, “I like this painting of Mengxin very much. Can Mengxin give it to me? I want to hang it at home. Then, as a family heirloom, it will be passed on to my children and grandchildren."

Lin Ge's rainbow fart is too much.

Yuan Mengxin had no resistance at all, and her pretty face blushed.

For the first time, she was like a girl, and said, "It's just an ordinary picture scroll, how can it be so exaggerated as you said, if you flatter like this, I will be angry.".

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