The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

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Ye Linlang's voice is soft and soft, singing Li Shutong's "Farewell" is also quite charming, the children are listening to the drunk, who wants to be cold but heard Jiang Qiran stopped drinking.

Ye Linlang stood up in surprise. As soon as he turned his head, an angular and handsome face was reflected in his eyes, but his thin lips were tightly squeezed tightly, and he looked not in a good mood.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Linlang frowned, looking at Jiang Qiran in a puzzled manner.

In fact, Jiang Qiran rarely lost his temper inexplicably.

Most of the children sitting next to them were Jiang Qiran's classmates. Although Jiang Qiran was in class, he felt that although his big brother was very handsome, he was not very close to him.

Now seeing Jiang Qiran's indifference so that no one can enter, a few children were scared.

This brother's aura is so terrible, it looks terrifying.

...

Jiang Qiran looked at Ye Linlang's beautiful face, and then looked at the children who were frightened by him, and realized that he had a slightly heavy tone.

His expression eased abruptly, and suddenly the topic was disengaged.

"The lyrics of the song just now are too sad, and it makes people feel emotional. Let's do something else."

Ye Linlang heard words, why did Jiang Qiran sometimes make trouble more unreasonably than a child, is "Farewell" very sad?

There is no banquet in life.

And it's not always possible that all songs are happy? !

Ye Linlang knew Jiang Qiran's stubborn character, so he didn't mean to turn against him. He immediately pushed the boat down the river and smiled and pitted Jiang Qiran.

"Okay, okay, since praying that you want to do something different, how about taking the lead?"

Ye Linlang thought that Jiang Qiran would definitely hesitate. After all, she knew best that this teenager did not like being surrounded by a bunch of people.

Previously, it was okay to give lectures on the podium. The only speakers were Jiang Qiran and himself. Jiang Qiran could treat all the children as air and speak his class seriously.

It's different now. Everyone tweeted, all panicked.

...

Ye Linlang was full of confidence. As a result, whoever thought, Jiang Qiran suddenly smiled slightly and took the task very calmly.

"Okay, let me teach you how to draw."

Ye Linlang heard the words startled, eh, did Jiang Qiran paint well? !

She never seemed to know before.

Although Lingyun High School has an art class, the name of this art class is still alive. All the art teachers put the famous Chinese and foreign paintings on it.

After all, most of those who studied at Lingyun High School were not art students, and Lingyun High School did not require everyone to have any accomplishments in art classes.

Like the key preparatory class for science such as class A, after the second grade of high school is really divided into arts and sciences classes, even leisure courses such as art classes and labor skills classes will not directly exist.

When Ye Linlang was surprised, he saw that Jiang Qiran had borrowed an A4-size draft from a child. He opened a brand new page and began painting with pencil in the blank space.

...

Jiang Qiran was surrounded by a large group of children, Ye Linlang was unable to squeeze in for a while, and simply stood more than a meter away, standing quietly and admiring Jiang Qiran's painting.

It is said that it is best to look when the boy is focused.

On the playground ground in winter, there is a lot of empty space. From a distance, I feel that the sky in Meihua Village is blue and clear, like a perfectly cut sapphire, which is fascinating.

Such beauty is a landscape that is difficult to see in large cities.

None of these can meet the intoxicating profile of Jiang Qiran. His eyes are drooping, and his cold silhouette seems to be much softer.

Ye Linlang looked at Jiang Qiran's face, and he was a little bit crazy for a while.

...

Just when Ye Linlang faced Jiang Qiran's side with an idiot, he suddenly heard a cry of exclamation from the children.

"It's so beautiful!"

"It feels like a real person!"

Eh? !

Is Jiang Qiran painting portraits?

Ye Linlang was stunned and couldn't help but walked over. Several children took the initiative to give her a seat because they liked this affable big sister.

Ye Linlang squeezed into the crowd, only to see what Jiang Qiran was painting.

That is indeed a portrait of a character.

And it is also extremely vivid and realistic, as if those fine black hairs, also have their own vitality in the afternoon light golden sunlight.

But the most important thing is that the girl in the painting is Ye Linlang.

...

Jiang Qiran hadn't finished painting. I saw that the **** the draft paper had only a few strokes, but her eyebrows had been drawn to life.

Ye Linlang in the painting is looking back with a smile, she is as if painted, although the facial features are not amazing, even with a little childish, but has a smile that is unforgettable at first sight.

It was a very, very clean smile. It seems that seeing the smile of the girl in the painting can make people forget all the troubles in this world.

Ye Linlang stared at himself depicted on the draft paper, and he suddenly froze.

Is the person on the painting really her?

Hey, how does it feel, she smiles clean and not so beautiful...

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Or, in Jiang Qiran's eyes, she is such a beautiful little fairy? !

As soon as this narcissistic thought crossed his mind, Ye Linlang's face suddenly turned red.

She couldn't help but look at the young man who was looking at the painting, but she saw Jiang Qiran's eyes deep, and she was devoted to painting the girl with the shadow on her hair.

Obviously it was just the most crude pencil, but under Jiang Qiran's hands, it seemed to glow with incomparable magic, and the characters in the painting also shed their emotions and vitality.

Soon, Jiang Qiran finished the portrait painting.

The young girl Gu Pan in the painting is so passionate that the interweaving of light and shadow is so clear that one cannot help but lament the subtlety of the painter's brushstrokes.

"It's so beautiful! It looks like Sister Lin Lang!"

"Yeah yeah, I want to learn too!"

The onlookers, after witnessing Jiang Qiran's painting process, couldn't help but applaud.

Ye Linlang heard the praises of the children and couldn't help but stretched his hand and poked Jiang Qiran's arm.

"Hey, why haven't I found out before that you have such a decathlon? You are so powerful at painting, do you have anything you can't do in this world?"

Jiang Qiran raised his eyebrows, his expression narrowed.

"Of course, for example, cooking, and for example... giving birth."

Speaking of the second thing that won't happen, Jiang Qiran's eyes flowed over Ye Linlang's stomach, and Ye Linlang couldn't wait to find a hole in it!

With so many children watching, Jiang Qiran even talked about it!

Ye Linlang gave Jiang Qiran a white look.

"You are serious!"

But the children next to them, with their pure and innocent faces, began to haunt Jiang Qiran and asked him to teach painting.

Jiang Qiran was in a good mood and immediately agreed with a smile...