The Reborn Daughter Wants Revenge

"Is that?" Tang Song raised his eyebrows, his eyes dimmed. Qin Zhiya and Old Xiao seemed to have made up their minds to keep it in the end. Even if he was extremely smart, he could not guess the clothing exhibition and

What connection can painting have?

"Anyway, three days later, the senior brother will come to see the exhibition." Qin Zhiya blinked playfully.

Three days later, it was August 8th. It sounded very auspicious, but it was not a good day... Mr. Tang's eyes moved slightly, and he didn't dare to make a promise easily, so he could only nodded slightly: "I will do my best."

Qin Zhiya suddenly showed a smile on her face. She always wanted to be closer to this indifferent senior brother, but the other party was always cold and she didn't dare to act rashly. Although he did not agree directly, he could do his best.

Two words are enough to make her happy.

Old Xiao smiled and looked at the two disciples: "Okay, let's have a good conversation next. I'm just a little tired, so I'll go back first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Xiao left quickly, as if someone was chasing him behind him.

As soon as Xiao Lao left, the young girl fell silent at the same time.

After a long time, Mr. Tang calmly stretched out his hand: "Aren't you going to explore drawing skills? Where is your painting?"

"Here!" Qin Zhiya hurriedly handed over the thing.

Mr. Tang took it and looked through Qin Zhiya's painting pages. Three years ago, she was just a rookie who knew nothing, but because of the emotions contained in the painting, he was amazed by the heavens.

.Three years later, she has made great progress and her skills and emotions have been perfectly integrated.

Mr. Tang's eyes suddenly became complicated. Speaking of which, he did not have anything to teach Zhiyou in painting. Zhiyou has been inspired by emotions from the beginning, and the starting point is too high, and even he is in the third place.

After nearly dying and resurrecting the age of two years, I felt the edge of using love to paint.

"Senior Brother, how about it?" Qin Zhiya looked at Mr. Tang with anticipation.

"Very good." Mr. Tang calmly closed the picture book, his voice calmly but had a convincing power: "But the details can be improved."

"Well, senior brother, you must teach me." Qin Zhiya climbed up the pole and said quickly.

"Okay." Mr. Tang's smile was light, and it was a brilliant time for a moment.

This face is so shocking. Young Master Tang usually doesn't smile. Now, when he smiles, Qin Zhiya feels that her nose bleeding is about to flow out.

This cannot be blamed for her lack of concentration... This man is really too evil.

Mr. Tang looked at Qin Zhiya's appearance, and the smile in his eyes flashed. Everything started over now.

"The lines here are too sharp and softer. And here, this color..." Mr. Tang pointed to Qin Zhiya's painting and told them very seriously.

Qin Zhiya listened to Mr. Tang carefully and nodded from time to time. The two of them spoke and listened, but they were very close. Under the sunset, there was a different kind of warm light.

From afar, a beautiful woman looked at this scene and couldn't help but bit her lower lip. Mr. Tang... had never been so close to any woman, nor had she been so patient with any woman.

At this moment, who was the sacred person around him who could have been taught by Mr. Tang?

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I suddenly heard a song today and it felt like it was like a Falcon! It was a Falcon, not Zicheng! Ah haha, let's put the lyrics on it, let's feel it

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Let the moonlight

Go to meet a world before

A symphony that no one cares about

Wolf in the snow

It sars into the eyes and is born with it

The stance above the world

On the chest

The years are surging like waves

The most unforgettable farewell to strange encounters

The boat leaves the river

Can't resist the candlelight

It outlines your shadow too long

It's just like that if you try hard to learn one move and half of the move

Riding the wind and waves just to stay by your side

Tianya Road Retreat Loss

The bones turned into dust

Love is like ice, can be fatal

It's the poison I drank

The Scabbard Sword White Rainbow Penetration Full of Sunrise

Punching the loneliness

Only the most affectionate and nature will not let it go

The night is cool

Missed the blooming of begonia along the way

Smiling more proud than short frivolous

In the final chapter

After a long separation, I invited me to Chongyang again

Get close to the fragrance of your hair

It's just like that if you try hard to learn one move and half of the move

Riding the wind and waves just to stay by your side

Tianya Road Retreat Loss

The bones turned into dust

Love is like ice, can be fatal

It's the poison I drank

The Scarf Sword White Rainbow Penetration Full of Sunrise

Punching the loneliness

Only the most affectionate and nature will not let it go

Tianya Road Retreat Loss

The bones turned into dust

Love is like ice, can be fatal

It's the poison I drank

The Scabbard Sword White Rainbow Penetration Full of Sunrise

Punching the loneliness

Only the most affectionate and nature will not let it go

The Scabbard Sword White Rainbow Penetration Full of Sunrise

Punching the loneliness

Only the most affectionate and nature will not let it go