Shin's painter

The door opens from the outside.

Someone opened the door and entered.

Seeing that her back was straight and as stiff as a green bamboo outside the door, the man couldn't help laughing and said, "Oh, where is my apprentice? It won't be because I waited too long and turned into a bamboo!"

Sun Qizi came to the door early in the morning, Shen Painter hadn't woken up yet, only Axiu was playing alone in the living room, Tan Xiang prepared breakfast for the two of them, and then knocked on the door of Shen Painter's room.

After having breakfast with A Xiu, Master Shen still hadn't woken up, so Tan Xiang brought her to the studio to wait.This class is two sticks of incense, but she doesn't realize it.

The sweet and soft voice is none other than Painter Shen.

Sun Qizi suddenly turned his head, showing her usual warm smile, and softly replied: "Sister Xiaozhi, your apprentice is here."

The name is still inappropriate, but Shen Xiaozhi doesn't care, she's used to it.

"Have you been waiting long?" She asked out of breath without blushing.

If possible, she just wants to lie on the bed and sleep until the sunset.Why did she schedule the lesson for this morning? !She had just questioned Sandalwood.

Sandalwood replied calmly: Girl, if you don't want to die, you can't die!

Sun Qizi shook his head and said yes.

Shen Xiaozhi put down the cloth bag in her hand, and seeing her disciple standing cautiously by the window, she beckoned, "Come here quickly! Sit down." It was late, and the class had not yet started.

"Yes."

Sun Qizi approached slowly.

Painter Shen pushed her to sit on the only chair, and said: "Apprentice Day, did you bring the brush and inkstone I gave you?"

Sun Qizi hurriedly took out a brocade box from his pocket, and opened it carefully.

With a big wave of Shen Xiaozhi's hand, she picked out a large brush and held it in her hand, and officially started teaching. "Let's learn how to hold a pen today. Let's take a look at my hand movements first."

Outside the window, bamboo sounds like music.

Inside the window, shadows linger.

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She frowned, and shouted: "No. It's not like this...Xiao Qi, your hand is too stiff! This is a pen, not a sword, so don't use force. Touch it like a flower, lightly, lightly... ..."

As long as you get close, the scent of Ling Lingxiang will become stronger and stronger.This fragrance lingered on her like smoke, distracting her.

He also heard Master Shen breath into her ear like blue, enunciating words eagerly, teaching her to imagine.

The hand holding the pen can't listen to me, even her heart is now in a mess...

Suddenly, a soft little hand held the back of her slightly thick hand. Snow white and warm tones overlapped, but the boundaries were clear.

Shen Xiaozhi held her hand and wrapped it around her shoulders from behind.

Sun Qizi's heart trembled, and he could hardly hold the pen.

This... happiness comes too fiercely!

Her heart was about to burst.

Shen Xiaozhi was very focused, adjusted his posture with his small hand and big hand, and continued to teach: "Xiaoqi, you have to remember that the brush is the painter's sword, and you have to use softness."

"Ok!"

Sun Qizi replied when he heard his own voice like a mosquito.She didn't dare to breathe, but felt that she was already panting, sweating slightly.

Amitabha!

Don't let sister Xiaozhi find out! !

Painter Shen likes to wear a loose flowing cloud bun, and when she leans over, a few strands of black silk slip down and land on Sun Qizi's neck and cheeks.

Wusi was black and slippery, scratching her fragile and tense nerves.

Itchy, as if thrown out of the sky, with feet not touching the ground, and like a cat being groomed, but unable to make a comfortable cry.

Pain and happiness.

After a while, someone threw her straight to the ground outside the door.

knock knock!

Sandalwood came to the door, knocked on the door first, and before Master Shen could answer, she pushed the door open and entered.There was a trace of displeasure looming on the too cold face.

On red dog day, it is not advisable to go out and visit. It seems that people don't like to watch Tongsheng, but she wants to rest for a day.

She directly reported: "Miss, Mr. Xian is here to visit."

As soon as Shen Xiaozhi stopped, she let go of her hand, straightened her body, and asked: "Mr. Xian's family?" Then she realized: ah!It's him.It's not here to force marriage, is it? !

She frowned and asked again: "Didn't you tell Mr. Xi that I was teaching?"

Sandalwood replied: "Yes. But Mr. Xian said that he must see the girl today." He just missed saying: If you can't see anyone, you will die.

Shen Xiaozhi moved her lips when she heard this, and said to Tan Xiang: "Okay, I'll go."

Sandalwood nodded in satisfaction and backed out.

"Um...Xiao Qi, I have a visitor, so stop for a while. You can practice holding a pen here first." Before leaving, she did not forget to order her apprentice.

The person who fell heavily was awakened by the four characters "Mr. Xian Family".

Isn't Master Xi the cousin of the Yuan family who begged sister Xiaozhi before her? !

Sun Qizi got up abruptly, rubbed his palms and smiled, "Sister Xiaozhi, my hands are too stiff, why don't you go with my sister and drink a bowl of tea to warm your hands."

Painter Shen nodded and said yes.

With other people present, Mr. Xian should not dare to mention the matter of courtship again.

The two came together.

Willow huáng blends with gray and white, indicating that early spring is coming!

Xian Pingfeng was fidgeting, and when he saw Painter Shen, he strode over and asked excitedly: "Xian heard that Shen's family was burglarized yesterday, and was very worried about the safety of Painter Shen, so he came here specially."

On the second day of junior high school, Shen Xiaozhi and his party went back to Shen's house to visit his elder brother Shen Haosong.

There is no one at home, and they are patronized by thieves.