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If we want the junior girls to fully accept this matter, if it is just external factors, it is probably very difficult to do so.

However, Xu Zhimu felt that he could really burn incense since the junior high school girl didn't slap him in the face last night.

Of course, last night Liu Ningqing rolled herself up in bed, with her back to Xu Zhimu, and ignored him all night.

But at any rate, Xu Zhimu was allowed to hold her from behind, pulling the quilt to cover half of her body.

There is heating in the room, so it's not too cold.

Both of them were worried, and Xu Zhimu fell into a deep sleep after an unknown amount of time.

But just as he closed his eyes, the quilt that could only cover half of it was slightly covered again. The warm, fragrant and soft breath made Xu Zhimu feel comfortable and hold the person in his arms tighter.

…

Early the next morning.

When Xu Zhimu woke up, he found that he was lying in bed and wrapped tightly, and there were voices outside the door.

Xu Zhimu changed his clothes and found that the whole family was already sitting in the living room. There was an LCD TV in the room, but it looked quite old.

It's probably because the previous family was too lazy to move it away, so they just left it here.

But returning to old age is much better than those big-ass TV series back home.

At this moment, Xiao Wu is watching cartoons with great interest.

"Get up, kid." Grandma said with a smile.

"Everyone wakes up so early. Are you still used to living here?"

Xu Zhimu saw that the two elders were still in good spirits.

After all, for ordinary people, it is simply unimaginable to have their own house in Kyoto in this lifetime.

"It's good, it's good. It's warm in this city. If we were in the mountains, we would have to set up a stove in the room at night, otherwise my feet would be frozen even if I covered myself with three layers of quilts..."

The two old men lamented that the floor heating that city people had become accustomed to was something extremely rare in the eyes of the two old men.

"By the way, where are Qingqing and uncle?"

"This kid went to buy breakfast and will be back soon. Liu Jun has already gone to work at the fish stall."

Xu Zhimu nodded and went to the bathroom to wash up first.

I found that the towels and other items were still there on the sink, but some of the moisturizing and skin-care products that were there yesterday were now gone.

However, the toothpaste was still there. Xu Zhimu picked up the toothpaste with rose salt added, opened the package and was about to brush his teeth.

The sound of the door opening was heard, and Liu Ningqing came back with the breakfast she bought.

Putting the food on the table, with a bag in his hand, he walked straight towards the bathroom.

When Xu Zhimu saw her coming in, he immediately put on a smile.

"Good morning."

Liu Ningqing's eyes were calm and gentle as usual, but she did not respond to him.

Instead, he took out new skin care products and toothpaste from the bag in his hand, but these were all in the same orange flavor.

Liu Ningqing took out a new toothpaste and gently placed it in front of Xu Zhimu's eyes.

Xu Zhimu silently glanced at the rose-flavored toothpaste in his hand, and then at the orange-flavored toothpaste that Liu Ningqing handed over.

He decisively put down the one in his hand, and then picked up the one in Liu Ningqing's hand.

"I still like the orange flavor the best."

Xu Zhimu said, squeezed out a large amount of toothpaste and started brushing his teeth.

Liu Ningqing looked at him and finally snorted softly.

"After brushing your teeth, come out to eat."

"Got the order!"

…

After breakfast, the family went to buy some things.

After that, we discussed the engagement together.

According to Zhengcheng's rules, although the engagement can also go through the normal wedding process, there will be all kinds of banquets and banquets.

But the people invited are basically relatives, people from the same village or some friends, so there is no need to notify.

After all, it is not a serious wedding, that is, in order to be lively and lively in advance, it is enough to have a sense of ceremony among relatives.

Relatives in Liu Ningqing's family have basically stopped moving.

It is estimated that those who will come then will basically be Xu Zhimu’s relatives.

Of course, Xu's father and Xu's mother must also discuss this matter.

I stayed in Kyoto for two days and happened to accompany Liu Ningqing to attend an art exhibition.

After meeting Man Jianghong, a famous female painter, she admired Liu Ningqing very much, and even felt like she was passing on Liu Ningqing's mantle.

Kyoto is a political and cultural center, so the art exhibitions held here are naturally the most profound.

Those who can come here to participate are all veteran painters who have been famous for a long time, or they have been recommended. Some big shots and big bosses want to promote their juniors, so they spend a lot of money to sponsor them.

After all, in art, as long as you are famous, people will praise you even if you are stupid.

I came here just for the gold plating.

Liu Ningqing's talent is very high, but after all, she is still young and has no background or ability. It is impossible for her to participate in an art exhibition of this scale.

It was Man Jianghong who used her own name to get Liu Ningqing a recommended position.

With Man Jianghong there, the painting quickly attracted a large audience.

Liu Ningqing was surrounded by a lot of people. At first, she was a little nervous and didn't know what to say. She clutched the corner of her clothes and only stumbled to answer the questions asked by others.

Man Jianghong occasionally offered a few words of help, but she definitely needed to cultivate Liu Ningqing's ability to be independent.

But facing so many people, Liu Ningqing always felt unsure of herself, especially since there were many older seniors watching, making her a little nervous.

"Is this painting the work of Mr. Man?"

"It's still a rural theme, and the depiction is really delicate. Mr. Man has produced another good work."

Many people saw that Man Jianghong was there and subconsciously regarded her as the owner of this painting.

After all, Man Jianghong is already famous, and she was also famous for painting rural realism themes.

"Everyone guessed wrong. The painter of this painting is not me, but the rookie next to me, Liu Ningqing."

Man Jianghong smiled and spoke softly, gently pulling Liu Ningqing's arm and giving her the booth position.

Everyone in the audience looked at the young man in front of them. They had just noticed that he was Man Jianghong's assistant or student.

But I never expected that she would be the owner of this painting.

When people present looked at the painting, they felt the simple and poor atmosphere of the mountain village coming from the pavement. The depiction was so profound that it would be difficult to describe it without personal experience.

As for the girl in front of me, she seems to have a reserved personality, but she is too young, and she looks like she is from the countryside with her tender skin and tender flesh.

"This is...Mr. Man, your student?"

"You are very young. The artistic conception of this painting is not simple. It seems that Mr. Man's teachings have activated the power of reality."

The focus of everyone present was still on Man Jianghong.

To be honest, many people bring their apprentices to art exhibitions and say they are their apprentices’ works, but in fact most of the details were created by these masters themselves.

This is the case in many industries, all in order for their students and apprentices to be praised quickly and have a work that can hold up their reputation.

The implication is already obvious.

"Everyone has really misunderstood this painting. This painting was completely completed by herself. Even some details are better than mine. Young people nowadays are far better than me..."

Man Jianghong had seen this kind of scene many times, so she smiled and opened her mouth to ease the atmosphere.

It's just that Liu Ningqing's little hands were clenching nervously, and her knuckles were red.

These discussions are a big psychological burden for any young person who is just about to stand on the booth.

"This painter Liu, can you please explain why you created this painting?"

At this time, a bright voice suddenly came from the crowd.

Then the crowd surged, and two figures, one tall and one short, appeared.

Xu Zhimu's face was full of smiles, and he was still holding Xiao Wu in his hand. He was also jumping over now. Just when he was about to call his sister, Xu Zhimu pinched his face gently, and he immediately calmed down.

Liu Ningqing opened her eyes slightly. She came to the art exhibition today. She was afraid of being nervous, so she didn't ask her family to follow her.

Her eyes wandered around the crowd, and she saw that not far away, her grandparents, as well as her father, were all looking at her with comfort and warmth.

"We would like to hear your original intention of creating this painting, and what the scenery and characters in the painting mean to you. Can you please explain it?"

Xu Zhimu continued to speak, with a warm and reassuring smile on his face.

The discussion at the scene also stopped, and they all looked at Liu Ningqing and the oil painting behind her.

Liu Ningqing originally thought that the arrival of her family would make her even more nervous.

Because this is her first time to truly stand on a prominent stage, she cannot fail, let alone let her family down.

But when she saw her family, she saw Xu Zhimu's eyes full of encouragement and doting, and Xiao Wu's cute look with his little fist raised to cheer him up.

The panic in her heart finally eased.

She slowly turned her head, looked at the oil painting behind her, and took a deep breath.

She removed her usual weakness and looked at the work in front of her with a little pride and pride.

"This painting..."

The endless mountains, the fields all over the mountains and plains, the dilapidated houses, the smiling people holding golden wheat under the scorching sun...

The composition of the entire painting is a bit groggy, with an indescribable sense of depression. The mountains seem to be like a circle, an invisible cage.

The people in the mountains are trapped in an invisible wall of air. The tangible mountains block the prosperity of the outside world, and also block the ideals of many people who long to stay away from the mountains.

That dilapidated house is actually a reflection of Liu Ningqing herself.

Trapped in the mountains, surrounded by fields, the wind, rain, and changes made her heart unable to shield herself from the wind and rain, and she was teetering on the verge of collapse several times.

But the old man who was still working in the fields, her young brother, her father's fatigue, and her mother's lonely grave... became her reasons to persevere.

The golden wheat field became the only bright place in the entire painting.

There are smiling people, the old man is holding golden wheat and smiling innocently. In one corner of the picture, young men and women are wiping sweat and looking at each other with smiles... The boy occupies the brightest color, and he happens to be standing where the sun is shining.

As if he is the sun.

It illuminates the girl and everyone, bringing luster to the gloomy style of this painting.

Liu Ningqing narrated softly, with some glistening tears in her eyes. She always looked at Xu Zhimu, who always had a warm smile in the crowd.

Xu Zhimu always talked about rebirth and that he was the only light in his previous life.

But she didn't know what happened in her previous life, and she didn't need to know.

She only knew that in this life, it was his appearance that brought hope to her crumbling family.

It was his appearance that finally allowed me to get out of the invisible mountain prison.

Let her truly stand in this palace of art and pursue her ideals under the sun.

Even though, this beam of light may not only shine on oneself.

Some people are as sentimental as central air conditioners, but Xu Zhimu is even worse.

Sometimes he is like a sun, and the sun seems to shine on anyone...

But Liu Ningqing could never deny that even if that beam of light did not belong to her alone, she could not deny the warmth that that beam of light brought to her.

Damn, damn scumbag...

But unfortunately, since she had no future, she still couldn't bear to leave him.

Liu Ningqing's soft and delicate voice attracted more and more people to watch, and they all followed her voice and seemed to enter the scene in the painting.

The kind of depression reaches the extreme, and suddenly there is a light of dawn, bringing salvation and hope.

"This is my original intention in creating this painting."

Her voice fell, but the entire audience remained silent. After a long time, a round of applause rang out, followed by a series of deafening applause, which made most of the entire exhibition hall unable to help but look over.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Xu Zhimu clapped his hands and looked at Liu Ningqing, whose eyes were dim with tears, but her whole body seemed to be sparkling.

Perhaps, she was originally supposed to be so shining and dazzling.

She cried and smiled and came to Xu Zhimu.

"Qingqing, you did it."

Xu Zhimu spoke with a smile. Liu Ningqing's breathing was irregular. She did not shy away from anyone's eyes and hugged Xu Zhimu tightly.

Like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, it is now finally taking flight!

But, no one noticed it.

In a corner of the exhibition hall, the tall red-haired figure, wearing a pair of sunglasses, watched all this silently.

She raised her head, looked at the painting on the wall, and then looked at the two people hugging each other under the painting.

She silently pushed up her sunglasses and turned to leave.

…

Walk out of the art exhibition.

The two old people kept wiping their tears, and grandma held Liu Ningqing's hand, excited and relieved.

"Sister! You are so awesome today! You are so shining!"

Xiao Wu clapped his hands, his big and smart eyes flashing, looking very proud.

Even Liu Jun, who was silent and rarely spoke, couldn't help but secretly wiped his tears several times.

The pride in his heart could not be suppressed, and he looked up at the sky.

"Jinxiu... Qingqing can finally open up and face the world..."

At noon, Xu Zhimu treated Man Jianghong to a dinner together.

Man Jianghong also expressed her feelings sincerely, saying that in a few days, she would go to the mountain village where Liu Ningqing was to have a good experience.

Everything is settled.

Night also fell quietly. It always gets dark very quickly in winter, and it was already covered in darkness at just six o'clock.

Return to the community.

Xu Zhimu opened the drawer of the sink, and there were toothpaste and skin care products bought by Ye Luojia.

Although Liu Ningqing didn't want to use it, she didn't throw it away. If she left it here, she would actually let Xu Zhimu handle it by himself.

He packed it all together in his handbag, with a breeze blowing behind him.

The familiar fragrance came, and Xu Zhimu turned around. Liu Ningqing was already quietly standing at the door, looking at the thing in his hand, her eyes flashing slightly.

"Are you going to see her again?"

Xu Zhimu looked down at the things in his hands, and finally nodded: "I want to discuss it with you, after all..."

"I know. After all, she has helped us so much and she is leaving soon. She has to say goodbye."

Liu Ningqing spoke softly, but Xu Zhimu was stunned for a moment.

"Do you agree to let me go?"

Liu Ningqing looked at him silently. After a long time, she reached out her hand, but instead of hitting him, she gently helped him straighten his collar.

"You will be back tonight, right?"

The first sentence is about relief.

The last sentence is a prayer.

Complex, yet reasonable.

Xu Zhimu nodded and looked at the girl in front of him.

"When I come back, can I bring you sausages to eat?"

Liu Ningqing's lowered eyes moved slightly.

"Um……"