Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

"Master, I didn't get a bargain this time. This is a portrait oil painting I created for Mengyao. I was going to give it to her as a surprise gift!"

Lin Lang turned the front of the picture frame in his hand and showed it to his master Zhou Zhongdang for review.

Zhou Zhongdang knew how to appreciate oil paintings. After seeing it, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Alang, did you paint this portrait of my daughter?"

"Yes! What's wrong, Master?"

Zhou Zhongdang exclaimed with exaggerated expression: "This oil painting is simply too perfect. Whether it is color, composition or detail processing, it is impeccable."

"Alang, I never knew you had such superb painting skills and artistic talent. It's really amazing!"

As Zhou Zhongdang spoke, he carefully examined every detail in the oil painting and couldn't help but marvel at it.

Lin Lang replied modestly: "Thank you for the compliment, Master. Actually, I only know a little bit about oil painting, just a little bit!"

Zhou Zhongdang couldn't help but sigh: "Young people are really to be feared!"

"Alang, you are worthy of being my treasured disciple. You always refresh your skills to surprise me. Your talent and painting talent will definitely make you successful in the field of art."

"As your teacher, I hope you can continue to maintain your love and pursuit of art and continue to create more excellent works." Zhou Zhongdang made no secret of his admiration for his beloved disciple Lin Lang.

"Master, you are too kind. I was just drawing for fun to cheer Mengyao up."

Zhou Zhongdang said seriously, "Alang, your painting skills are already outstanding, and can even beat the top contemporary oil painters in the country by eight streets."

"Master, you are too kind!"

Zhou Zhongdang continued, "Alang, if you want to develop in painting, I can use some of my connections to pave the way for you and help you become a master of oil painting that will shock the whole country."

Lin Lang did not want to show off his all-round skills in front of the public, so he declined and said, "Master, you love your disciple and appreciate my painting of your precious daughter, so you like me more and more."

“Painting is just a hobby for me as a young man. I have not thought about pursuing fame and fortune in the painting world for the time being.”

Zhou Zhongdang sighed after hearing this and said, "Alang, it's such a pity that you don't want to debut as a painter. Eight of the top ten contemporary calligraphers and painters in China are familiar with Master."

"I have connections with major calligraphy and painting associations, the National Academy of Fine Arts, and local art academies. I even have connections with overseas art institutions and art academies. If you want to debut as a painter, I will spare no effort to help you succeed!"

Lin Lang felt warm at heart after hearing this. He poured another cup of tea for his master Zhou Zhongdang and replied with a moved heart: "Master, I appreciate your kindness!"

"I, your apprentice, am not interested in this for the time being. I cannot concentrate on painting and studying the art of painting. After a few years when I am older, I may enter the art world and build a career in painting."

Zhou Zhongdang took the teacup from Lin Lang's hand, took a sip of the tea, put it down and laughed loudly, "Ah Lang, you are still young and yet you are indifferent to fame and gain. Your teacher is very pleased."

"I am so lucky to have such a disciple!" Zhou Zhongdang's eyes were full of love and appreciation for Lin Lang.

"Hehe..." Lin Lang smiled like a child in front of his master.

"Since you, my disciple, do not want to get involved in the art world for the time being, then wait a little longer."

Zhou Zhongdang patted Lin Lang on the shoulder and said, "It's a good thing for young people to have their own ideas. When you are ready, tell me at any time. I will pave the way for you and help you become famous in the art world."

Lin Lang nodded gratefully, "Thank you for your understanding, Master. You are so kind to me!"

The master and the apprentice chatted for a while, and Zhou Zhongdang suddenly remembered something, "Oh, by the way, I received an invitation letter a few days ago. It was from Han Zaiyin, the granddaughter of the late Chinese painting master, who was holding a personal oil painting exhibition at the Hai Art Museum, and invited me to appreciate the paintings and visit the exhibition."

"Alang, do you want to accompany me to the art exhibition? Let's exchange painting skills and experiences with the famous young female painter Miss Han Zaiyin."

Lin Lang replied truthfully: "Master, Han Zaiyin, Mengyao and I were classmates in high school. We are very familiar with each other. I just had a painting competition with Han Zaiyin a few days ago."

"Oh?"

"That's such a coincidence." Zhou Zhongdang smiled.

Lin Lang stood up and said, "Master, I just heard from Master's wife that Mengyao is practicing dancing in the dance studio. I haven't seen Mengyao dance for a long time. I went to see her and gave her the oil painting as a surprise gift."

"go Go!"

Lin Lang went up the spiral staircase and tiptoed to the door of the dance studio on the second floor of Zhou's house. He saw Zhou Mengyao dancing in front of the mirror. She was wearing an ancient Chinese costume and was stunningly beautiful. Lin Lang was stunned for a moment.

AI generates ancient style pictures of Zhou Mengyao

Zhou Mengyao, dressed in ancient Chinese costume, looked like a fairy from an ancient scroll. Her dancing was light and agile, like a dancing butterfly, and every movement was full of elegance and charm.

The beautiful Zhou Mengyao danced with great concentration, as if she had become one with the music, and did not seem to notice Lin Lang stopping to stare at her.

Please pay attention to the wording, it is definitely a heart-pounding and crazy look!

Lin Lang just stood outside the dance studio and took a quick glance. His eyes were attracted by the beautiful Zhou Mengyao and he couldn't look away. An inexplicable emotion surged in his heart, as if he was gently touched by an invisible hand.

AI generates beautiful pictures of Zhou Mengyao

Lin Lang stood quietly, gazing at Zhou Mengyao's stunning figure as she danced, immersed in her graceful dance moves.

Zhou Mengyao's dance moves are smooth and natural, and every turn and jump shows her flexibility and strength. Her arms move like willow branches swaying in the wind, giving people a soft yet tough feeling.

Her footsteps stepped lightly on the ground, making crisp sounds, as if striking on Lin Lang's heartstrings.

Lin Lang wanted to get closer to Zhou Mengyao, but he was reluctant to disturb her dancing practice, so he could only immerse himself in admiring her beauty. He finally understood why the ancient emperors liked to watch their concubines dance.

When he couldn't see the school beauty Zhou Mengyao, Lin Lang felt that all his lovers were very beautiful.

However, every time he saw the school beauty Zhou Mengyao, Lin Lang felt that except for the tycoon's daughter Chu Yiren, other women were not even worthy of carrying Zhou Mengyao's shoes.

In Lin Lang's eyes, Zhou Mengyao was so beautiful that she was like a mystery, able to instantly kill all the women in the world in the dust.

The song is over.

After Zhou Mengyao's beautiful dance ended, Lin Lang was still immersed in the wonderful atmosphere. He finally understood why Evergrande boss Xu wanted to keep a dance troupe full of stunning beauties.

At this moment, Lin Lang was inspired to start a beauty dance troupe, hehe...

After finishing the dance, Mengyao noticed Lin Lang's arrival in the dance mirror and a sweet smile appeared on her face.

"Lin Lang, you're back!" Zhou Mengyao turned around and smiled charmingly.

Lin Lang, who had recovered from his shock, laughed and said, "Mengyao, you dance the ancient folk dance so beautifully! Our ancestors' aesthetic sense is really amazing. You are the one who looks so ethereal!"

Zhou Mengyao smiled shyly at Lin Lang's praise. She had just finished dancing, so she walked to Lin Lang, panting, and jokingly said, "Why are you looking at me with such a lustful look? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?"

Lin Lang handed over the towel warmly and couldn't help but reply: "Mengyao, you danced really well. The idiom "beautiful as a city and a country" must have been created to praise you."

Zhou Mengyao took the towel and wiped the sweat off her forehead. "Lin Lang, you didn't do anything bad outside, so you're just saying all kinds of compliments to coax me out of a guilty conscience, right?"

"Dangdangdangdang..."

Lin Lang held up the painting with both hands and showed it to Zhou Mengyao. "I'm here to give you a surprise gift. Do you like it?"

AI generates beautiful pictures of Zhou Mengyao's oil paintings

Mengyao looked at her own portrait painting, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she exclaimed: "Did you draw this? It's so beautiful!"

“As long as you like it.” Lin Lang smiled. “I drew this especially for you. It took me several days to come up with the idea, composition, and painting!”

Mengyao was very moved after hearing this, and a warm feeling surged in her heart, "Thank you, Lin Lang! You painted me so beautifully!"

"I really like this surprise gift you gave me." Zhou Mengyao gave Lin Lang a reward kiss.

Lin Lang gently stroked Mengyao's fair cheek and said affectionately: "Mengyao, do you know? You are just like this painting, beautiful and charming. Every time I see you, my heart beats involuntarily."

Meng Yao smiled shyly, "Lin Lang, you are really talented. I didn't expect you to be so good at oil painting."

Lin Lang replied in a catchphrase: "I understand a little bit!"

"Am I really that beautiful in your eyes?"

"Mengyao, you are more beautiful in my heart than you are in this painting. You are incomparably beautiful!"

"It's just that my painting skills and abilities are limited, and I can't fully paint the image of you as the perfect goddess in my mind. You are the kind of beauty that astonishes everyone, so beautiful!"

Lin Lang looked at the beautiful Zhou Mengyao with a doting look, his eyes full of sincerity.

AI generates beautiful pictures of Zhou Mengyao

Zhou Mengyao's face flushed even more. She lowered her head slightly and replied shyly, "You're making me feel embarrassed by praising you!"

Lin Lang carefully put down the oil painting. He held Zhou Mengyao tightly in his arms, feeling her warmth and heartbeat, breathing in the fragrance of her hair, as if he owned the whole world.

Lin Lang said softly: "Mengyao, I want to hold you like this forever and never separate."

Zhou Mengyao raised her head with her beautiful little face, blinked her big, butterfly-like eyes, looked at Lin Lang and smiled sweetly: "I also want to be with you forever. I haven't seen you for several days. I miss you so much!"

Lin Lang hugged Zhou Mengyao's slender waist, raised his eyebrows and said with a sly smile: "Then let's go back to the room now, I will use my strength to relieve your longing, okay?"

"Hate!"

"You are so bad!"

"You are thinking about unhealthy things in broad daylight, and my dad is still at home!" Zhou Mengyao's blushing face looked so cute.