Mr Gingerbread

Lu Ming stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and said amusedly, "Did you have a fever, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Han Qiaoyu pulled his hand off and said again, "I'm serious."

Lu Ming: "I'm serious too. How long have you known me? Get married in a month or two? Even if those people are rushing to get married, after two people get together, they need to know each other for at least a year or two before talking about it. And our nationality is there, even if we swear an oath abroad, I think..." He sighed, "Marriage is too long ago, I haven't considered that step yet."

Han Qiaoyu frowned, trying to understand his words: "Is there something wrong with me?"

Lu Ming shook his head and felt a bit of a headache: "No, you're fine, but it's not just about two people." They each have their own family members, and what Lu Ming cares about is their elderly parents, and Han Qiaoyu's family and his identity , they are too risky.

Han Qiaoyu looked at him with pursed lips, and said, "Then I'll let you go back like this?"

Lu Ming looked at him amusedly: "Then what do you want?"

Han Qiaoyu thought for a moment: "Or get engaged first?"

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there a difference, Mr. Han?"

Han Qiaoyu himself was not very satisfied with this proposal, but he still said: "Yes, let you go like this, I don't feel at ease."

Lu Ming reached out to pat his chest, grabbed his strong chest muscles, and said, "What's wrong, do you want me to treat you? Do you want Suxiao Jiuxin Pill?"

Han Qiaoyu hugged him and put him on the sofa: "No, I want you."

……

Mr. Han's first marriage proposal failed, and not only that, he also heard from Lu Ming's tone that this seemed to be a matter that required a long-term battle.

Not only him, but even Lu Ming began to re-examine this relationship. It was a bit heavy, but sweet enough. After thinking about it for a while, he smiled and shook his head, but he could only take one step at a time.

After Lu Ming went back, Lu Jingshu could see that he was depressed, and asked him, "What's the matter? Did you have a conflict with your partner?"

Lu Ming smiled wryly, "Is it obvious?"

Lu Jingshu said: "Is it because you are going back to China, she knows and is unwilling?"

Lu Ming said vaguely, "That's right."

Lu Jingshu said from the side: "That's right, how many people accept it when they just fall in love and break up? It's okay to be in a long-distance relationship. At least you can buy a train ticket and go to see each other. You are already in a foreign relationship, hey. But women Children, it's normal to be self-willed..." She looked at Lu Ming's expression as she spoke, but she didn't see any rebuttal from Lu Ming.

Lu Ming leaned against the back of the sofa and didn't say a word. He was tossed by the wayward President Han as if he had a girlfriend, and he was always silent and black-faced and not easy to coax.

Lu Jingshu said slowly again: "But last time you worked as a part-time company, Boss Han was pretty good, and he chatted with us a lot last time."

"Oh?" Lu Ming became a little interested, "What did he talk to you about?"

"We chatted a lot, very talkative, and talked about a lot of family matters, and their family is really powerful." Lu Jingshu recalled what Boss Han said last time when he came to sit in the restaurant. She really didn't expect the other party to come up He started to show off his family background. He originally wanted to ask about Lu Ming's work situation, but he was taken aback for a while.

Lu Ming smiled and said, "He's pretty good."

Lu Jingshu said with emotion: "I don't know who such a person will find in the future."

Lu Ming leaned on the back of the sofa, and said with a smile in his eyes: "That's a question, it must be very good."

Despite his excellence, Mr. Han's mood was getting lower and lower day by day, and he couldn't smile anymore.

Before Lu Ming left, he was a little frightened by being tormented by him, but they didn't do anything on the last night. Han Qiaoyu just hugged him and kept kissing him, from the corners of his lips to his cheeks, and finally the kiss fell between his eyebrows.Hearing him sigh lightly, Lu Ming felt as if a string was plucked in his heart, and he trembled.

On the day of returning home, Han Qiaoyu went to see off the plane.

He hugged Lu Ming and didn't say anything. After a long time, he kissed his forehead and said, "I'll go back to China after I've dealt with this matter, two years at the latest."

Lu Ming looked at the bruises under his eyes, touched his fingers, and said with a little distress: "Pay attention to rest, don't work too hard."

Han Qiaoyu smiled, held his finger and put it on his lips and kissed him: "I know."

domestic.

As soon as Lu Ming got off the plane, he received a call from Fang Jingyao. The little nephew sounded cheerful: "Uncle, where are you!"

"...Airport, what's wrong?" Lu Ming asked him, "How do you know I'm coming back today? Your mother told you?"

Fang Jingyao excitedly said, "Yes!"

Lu Ming smiled, and pushed the luggage lane with his mobile phone between his arms: "That's just right, I brought you a gift back, and it will be soon..."

He hadn't finished speaking, and just two steps out of the way, he was dragged by the luggage cart. When he looked up, he saw Fang Jingyao's lively face, smiling with a mouthful of small white teeth. He didn't care about anything else. I gave Lu Ming a big hug!That's not enough, he hugged Lu Ming and turned around again, and was slapped on the head by Lu Ming, still laughing silly: "Uncle, you are really back, I miss you so much!"

Lu Ming couldn't laugh or cry: "Let me down, what does it look like!"

Fang Jingyao was so happy, he didn't care about that little slap at all, and my brother-in-law couldn't bear to hit him.The furry head was buried on Lu Ming's shoulder and rubbed vigorously, still excited.

"My mother said that I passed the exam this time, so she asked me to pick up the plane. It's my reward, hehe~~" Fang Jingyao looked at him with bright eyes: "Are you surprised?"

Lu Ming pushed the luggage cart for him, and said with a smile, "I really didn't expect it to be you, how did you come here?"

Fang Jingyao said: "My dad is outside. Grandpa personally ordered you to be brought home safely." He thought for a while, and then said with a serious face, "When you get home, you will be locked up and you will not be allowed to go anywhere. .”

Lu Ming kicked him and scolded with a smile: "Go away, you added the last sentence yourself!"

Fang Jingyao blinked with a smile, looked at him and did not deny it, even if he was beaten, he smiled and was not angry at all.

Fang Jingyao's father is the eldest brother-in-law of this family, and he is also used to doing these things. His wife loves the younger brother in the family, and he also watched Lu Ming grow up. He took care of him like Fang Jingyao. Mineral water and a big bag were prepared in the car. He smiled and said: "Get in the car first, and I will put your luggage for you. Your sister has been talking about you all day, haha!"

Along the way, Jing Yao didn't stop talking, and kept asking Lu Ming how he was doing abroad, and how the little baby and second aunt were doing. Lu Ming thought his ears hurt from the noise, so he stuffed a cherry in his mouth.

Lu Ming said: "Brother-in-law, how is my eldest sister, you have been doing well these days, right?"

Fang Jingyao's father said, "It's pretty good. Your eldest sister is working overtime. They are all doing propaganda work like this. They have to be busy for a while when they are inspected by the leaders."

Fang Jingyao came over again and said, "Uncle, why don't you ask me?"

Lu Ming pinched his face, raised his eyebrows and said, "Look at you, you're getting fat, it shouldn't be hard enough, I'll buy you a set of three-year college entrance examination and five-year simulations?"

Fang Jingyao's bitter face was deformed: "No."

Lu Ming asked again: "Do you want the Millennium Falcon, eh?"

Fang Jingyao's eyes lit up immediately, and he said with a smile, "Yes, yes!"

Lu Ming patted his little face and coaxed him: "After you finish the college entrance examination, I will give you both sets."

Fang Jingyao was struggling in his heart, but he still nodded, and made an additional condition because of his favor: "Then you have to accompany me to assemble."

Lu Ming glanced at him: "It depends on your performance, you have to be good."

After arriving home, Lu Ming got off the car with his luggage.Fang Jingyao also wanted to stay at his grandma's house, pawing at the door of the car and refusing to leave, but was arrested by his father after a clean-up.

Lu Ming sent a message to Han Qiaoyu, but he hesitated for a moment when he sent it. The time there was only four or five in the morning. After thinking about it, he still reported that he was safe.But as soon as he entered the house, Han Qiaoyu called back: "Are you there?"

Lu Ming said, "I just entered the house and I'm changing my shoes."

Han Qiaoyu said, "Oh, I left your sneakers at my place. I'll remind you to bring them when you come next time."

Lu Ming: "..."

He just came back, and that guy has already started counting the next time.However, he was indeed a little emotional. When Han Qiaoyu said this, he remembered that when they went out to exercise together and went to the Jiu-Jitsu gym, his attitude towards Han Qiaoyu was a little softer, "Why did you wake up so early?"

There was a laugh and said, "I miss you."

Lu Ming's ears turned red: "Come on less." He chatted with Han Qiaoyu for a few words, then heard his parents calling him, and whispered to Han Qiaoyu: "Remember to take a rest and don't work too hard, I'm dead, I Dad called me.

Han Qiaoyu said, "Okay."

Along with the promise, there was a light kiss sound, and Lu Ming's ears were burning hot. Mrs. Lu had already walked to the hall, so he quickly hung up the phone and stuffed the phone into his trouser pocket.

The old lady Lu is more than 60 this year, but she is an old lady who is well maintained and has a very friendly smile. She took Lu Ming to dinner first. The old lady wanted to say that her youngest son had lost a little weight, but she looked around and followed. There is no difference before, and the complexion looks better.She served Lu Ming a bowl of lotus root pork ribs soup, and asked him, "Your second sister and your brother-in-law are doing well, right?"

Lu Ming took a sip of the soup, his stomach was full, and he replied: "It's good, my brother-in-law is now on maternity leave with me, and I'm taking care of them at home. The child is chubby, and my sister is also a little fatter. She is now Shouting to lose weight, saying that after giving birth, you will gain weight."

The old lady Lu said distressedly: "What are you losing? If you lose her small body, there will be nothing left. Beibei is just like her. No matter how you feed her, she can't get fat. It's a pity."

Lu Ming said: "You are wrong this time. Beibei is also a little fatter now. I cook according to your recipes for stewing soup. The whole family loves it. By the way, Beibei also made you a greeting card , I'll bring it to you later."

Mr. Lu sat in the living room and didn't follow him. He couldn't sit still when he heard it. He looked up at him and said, "What are you doing, Beibei?"

Lu Ming drank the soup deliberately, pretending not to hear.

Mr. Lu couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Is there mine?"

Lu Ming smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes!"

After he drank two bowls of soup in a leisurely manner, under the urging of the two old people, he unpacked the box and took the gift.There was a pile of things spread there, the old man and the old lady didn't even look at the rest, they just looked at the greeting card in Baby's hand, and the old lady Lu praised: "That's great, Beibei is still learning pinyin over there, I thought She can only write foreign language!"

Mr. Lu was a little more reserved, but he didn't boast: "These Chinese characters are good, horizontal and vertical. It seems that Jingshu has taught the children a lot over there, and he has a heart."

Lu Ming looked at them with his chin in his hand and smiled, his eyes bent a little, thinking that the old man and old lady on the opposite side were very cute.

The old lady Lu carefully put away the greeting card, and said to Lu Ming: "By the way, Mingming, there is a package from you, which was also mailed from abroad. Take a look."

Lu Ming remembered that he had asked a senior brother to buy a lot of paint, so he got up to get it.The box was too big, with a wooden frame, and the weight was a bit wrong. After Lu Ming dubiously opened it, what was exposed inside was not a paint box, but a painting.

It was an oil painting, on which was a person between a teenager and a young man, with handsome facial features and haughty eyebrows and eyes, captured the moment when he raised his eyes, and looked at him with a half-smile—yes, himself .

Lu Ming looked at it silently for a while, and then stuffed the painting into a paper box. The picture was a bit large, and the paper box was a little distorted during the long-distance mailing. The number card on it was still visible, and the serial number of the competition was written .Lu Ming put it in and threw it directly into the basement without looking at it again.

Lu Ming rested at home for two days. Apart from tutoring his little nephew remotely with his homework, he spent time with his family.

Mr. Lu has retired long ago and has no other hobbies. He just likes to write a few words and play chess. Lu Ming usually lets him go. This time he was distracted and returned a few messages to Han Qiaoyu, and directly sent them to the general.The old man ran away angrily after playing two sets with him, leaning on his crutches and said to go down with other old men, and ignored Lu Ming.

Lu Ming could only watch TV with Mrs. Lu.

Mrs. Lu asked him, "When are you going back to school?"

Lu Ming replied, "I'll pack it up tomorrow, and I'll take the train back tonight."

When Mrs. Lu heard that he had made arrangements, she stopped interfering. Her youngest son was very worry-free, and he didn't need to take special care of him since he was a child.Lu Ming accompanied her to watch TV for a while. It was the old lady's favorite show on the local life station. The parents were short-tempered, and they had everything from looking for cats and dogs. , The dog stuck its head out on the railing, the owner happened to be on a business trip, the dog barked for a day, and it was the firefighters called by the neighbors who rescued it.

The old lady felt distressed when she saw it, and said: "The owner of this house is also willing to throw the dog on the balcony after a week of business trip. What if the neighbors found out? If you want the dog, you can't take good care of it. Why did you want it in the first place?" Already! Closed up all day, I'm almost suffering from depression."

Lu Ming: "..."

Lu Ming coughed and said, "Mom, I'm a little tired, so I'll go to sleep first."

The old lady Lu waved her hand: "Go quickly."

Lu Ming went back to his room upstairs, and called Han Qiaoyu. The voice that answered the phone was still hoarse in the morning, which seemed extraordinarily magnetic: "Lu Ming?"

Lu Ming lay on the bed and said, "It's me, you just woke up?"

Han Qiaoyu hummed and said, "It's only six o'clock, so it's still early."

Lu Ming asked him, "Why don't you sleep for a while?"

Han Qiaoyu laughed and said, "No, I just... thought I was dreaming. I dreamed that you were by my side."

Lu Ming eats soft and doesn't eat hard. Hearing what he said, he couldn't help being soft-hearted. He lay on the bed and chatted with him for a while. Basically, he said, listen to Han Qiaoyu. Regarding the matter of the surgery hall, I heard a strange voice from Han Qiaoyu, as if he was suppressing something, and his breathing was a bit heavy.He asked cautiously, "What are you doing?"

Han Qiaoyu: "...No."

No ghosts!Lu Ming's temples twitched and he gritted his teeth and whispered, "Where are you putting your hands, Han Qiaoyu!"

The other side was exposed, but laughed, and his voice let go, with a lazy and hoarse voice that was not satisfied: "I'm thinking of you."

Lu Ming scolded him, but his breathing became heavier. Lu Ming blushed from his embarrassment. He wanted to hang up the phone, but Han Qiaoyu begged him to wait a little longer. It was the first time his posture was so low, and Lu Ming froze. Holding the mobile phone, listening to his voice, there seemed to be a small electric current rushing through his body, and he said angrily, "...are you alright?"

The voice over there was also lowered like him, panting: "It's not close, I'm thinking..."

"Thinking about what?"

"I want you to ride on my waist in a gi uniform."

"...!!"

The prince's stamina remained the same as before. Lu Ming was beaten by him on the phone once. The more he talked to the other party, the more energetic he became, and the other party was able to rely on himself without talking. Finally, he calmed down.

Lu Ming was convinced, and he didn't bother to talk about him while looking at the ceiling.

After a while, Han Qiaoyu suddenly said, "I regret it."

Lu Ming said, "What?"

Han Qiaoyu said, "I should have kept you when you were at the airport."

He said it too seriously, Lu Ming's heart beat a beat faster, and he heard the person on the other side soften his tone again, and said to him: "Go to sleep, it's night over there, I will contact you when you wake up .”

Lu Ming put his phone on the bed and suddenly couldn't fall asleep. Although Han Qiaoyu hung up the phone and Han Qiaoyu didn't bother him anymore, Lu Ming felt as if he had become an unscrupulous owner who abandoned a big dog.

After staying at home for a few days, Lu Ming went back to school.

He returned to school relatively late, and the rest of the dormitory had already arrived.

After the Chinese New Year, they brought a lot of specialties. People from all corners of the country in a dormitory brought food here. Lu Ming’s lower berth was a tall boy from Inner Mongolia named Meng Xu. When he saw Lu Ming coming in, he stuffed a bag of dried beef with him. In his arms, he grinned and said, "Here, I left a copy for you. My mother made it this year. It's very fragrant."

Lu Ming was not polite to him either, he chewed a piece and ate it, and asked him, "What about them?"

Meng Xu said: "Old Lin and the others went to play basketball, and Lu Wei probably went to watch the job fair."

Lu Ming packed his luggage and gave him a can of grilled shrimp. Meng Xu sighed while eating, "Hey, it's my senior year, and the days go by so fast. I can still remember the time when I first entered school. After eating your grilled shrimp for four years, I will not be able to eat it after this year.”

Lu Ming tidied up the bed neatly, and said with a smile, "Why is it so sad, maybe we will stay here after graduation..."

While chatting, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, and a tall, thin boy with glasses came in.He just heard Lu Ming's words, looked up at him, and said, "Stay here? It depends on fate."

Meng Xu said: "Lu Wei, how are you doing? Did you gain anything today?"

Lu Wei helped his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "It's not like you don't know how difficult it is to find a job in pure art. It's better for someone else to say a word if we break our legs. You might as well ask the young master to find you someone to stay in the capital."

Young Master is the nickname they gave to Lu Ming. Lu Ming's family conditions are average, but he is too outstanding personally. Even if he holds a five-yuan fan like them, he looks like the young master of a big family. His temperament is very good standing there. He's bluffing, knowledgeable about the past and the present, and can chat with anyone with a smile.He looks lazy, but he can write and draw with a pen. Professionally, he has never lost to anyone, and he will draw hatred wherever he puts it.

Lu Wei's family background is not good, and his parents can't help much. He is unavoidably anxious to stay in a big city. He didn't leave the job fair a year ago. of.

Meng Xu was also a little emotional, "It's better for Lao Lin, the decision was made in advance."

With a poisonous mouth, Lu Wei said sarcastically, "You really think it's good? That's equivalent to signing a contract of prostitution. You don't know if you sell yourself as cheap labor for tuition fees."

Meng Xu has a bad temper, and he and Lao Lin are both on the school basketball team. When they went up, they almost got into a fight with Lu Wei, and shouted: "What do you mean? Lao Lin's company is famous and well treated, are you not convinced?! You talk like that Is it!"

Lu Ming stepped forward and stopped him, saying: "Okay, okay, don't hit!"

Lu Wei was weak, and Meng Xu was taller than him. He was pushed away a little and looked at Lu Ming and said, "That's right, there is nothing to fight. The young master fell into the honey pot."

After he finished speaking, he slammed the door and went out.

Meng Xu yelled at the door, cursing: "Stinky boy, sissy!"

Lu Ming said: "That's enough for you, you're about to graduate, so you have to be punished for it?"

Meng Xu said angrily: "I really can't understand him, he is so yin and yang all day long like a bitch, he looks gay when he looks gay!"

Lu Ming: "..."

It's not a problem to leave him alone in the dormitory. Lu Ming changed his sportswear, dragged him out and said, "Let's go, let's go exercise, find Lao Lin and the others to play basketball for a while, let me tell you, I didn't stop exercising during the winter vacation , do you know that today is not what it used to be?"

Meng Xu's violent temper came and went quickly, and a few words diverted his attention.

When he arrived at the basketball court, Lu Ming saw Lao Lin and the others fighting a bullfight with them from a long distance away. When he saw them, he also shouted: "Meng Xu, Lu Ming, come and add someone!"

Teaming up with Lao Lin was from the Sports Academy. He had helped them play a few friendly matches before. Lao Lin was afraid that the Painting and Calligraphy Academy would lose, so he secretly added foreign aid. up.I often help them to grow tall, this young man has a simple and honest personality, and he is still from the same town as Lu Ming. When he sees Lu Ming, he smiles foolishly, always rubs his head unconsciously, and seems a little nervous.

After playing for half an hour, he almost enjoyed himself. Lu Ming came down to drink water, looked at his cell phone in his jacket pocket, and showed the few messages Han Qiaoyu had sent.This one is also worrying enough. He even found the domestic weather forecast and sent it thousands of miles away. Lu Ming stood there with a smile and replied to him a few words.

"Lu Ming!" The sports student also ran over, stood opposite and watched as Lu Ming handed him water, "Drink, do you want some water?"

Lu Ming shook the half bottle of water in his hand, and said, "No, there is more."

The sports student said "Oh" and stood there without moving. He was silent and followed him with his eyes.It was a kind of silly liking, a bit like the attraction between a man and a woman, but he was regarded as a brother, but his eyes were warm, and they glowed unconsciously when he looked at him.

Lao Lin and his gang walked over with their shoulders crossed and made an appointment to have dinner. Lu Ming said, "I won't go, I'll go to the studio later."

Lao Lin gave him a thumbs up: "Master is too hardworking, so what, can I bring you food?"

Lu Ming said, "I'll just eat in the cafeteria."

Those people left after asking questions, leaving only the sports student standing there motionless like a pillar.

Lu Ming glanced at him, smiled and said, "If you have something to do, go first."

The sports student scratched his face, feeling very embarrassed: "The poster you made for us last time was very good. Our president asked me to thank you, so what, shall I treat you to dinner next time? Our school cafeteria is also very special." Delicious, the hand-picked rice in the ethnic canteen is very good..."

Lu Ming said: "Let's talk about it."

He still had a smile on his face, and his words were polite, but the sports student opposite felt that he had lost some opportunity, and the person in front of him was like a gust of wind that no one could catch. When he was taking care of you, why? It's all good, I think he is very perfect, but sometimes you feel that he keeps a distance from you, and you can't guess him.

The sports student took out a book from his bag and gave it to Lu Ming: "Then here's it for you. It's just a comic book. I happened to see it when I went to the night market. This is a thank you gift for the poster!" Throwing it into Lu Ming's hands, he turned and ran away without waiting for Lu Ming to give any reason to refuse.

Lu Ming picked up the book and flipped through it. It is probably a new book. It is a line drawing comic book. The unit price on the back is [-] cents, which is really old enough.

At night, the studio was quiet. Lu Ming spread out a pen and paper and wrote a few words. After regaining his senses, he wrote something he thought was good, took a photo and sent it to Han Qiaoyu.

The other side quickly dialed the phone and said with a smile: "Still working hard at night?"

"I can't help it. The teacher will come back in two days. I'm afraid he will check my homework." Lu Ming put down the pen and concentrated on chatting, with a smile in his tone, "What about you, just started?"

Han Qiaoyu said, "Well, have you eaten yet?"

Lu Ming: "I ate cross-bridge rice noodles."

Han Qiaoyu: "Why don't you eat something good?"

Lu Ming taught him: "It's very good in the school cafeteria, but you can't buy it if you go late."

Han Qiaoyu laughed: "When you followed me, you were more picky than you are now."

Lu Ming said: "I can't help it, you're not here, so I can only endure it."

There was silence for a while, Lu Ming finished the last stroke, changed the subject and said, "I read a book today, it's very interesting."

Han Qiaoyu asked, "What book?"

Han Qiaoyu was waiting for him to speak, but he didn't hear Lu Ming's answer. Instead, the phone was hung up.He froze for a moment, sat leaning against the bed and frowned, holding his mobile phone and fell into deep thought about whether to broadcast it again. In just a few seconds, Lu Ming sent a video over, and Han Qiaoyu picked it up, and saw that I still smiled on my longing face, and sat in the studio wearing a sportswear, looking more youthful.

Lu Ming also saw him, seeing Han Qiaoyu leaning against the head of the bed wearing a nightgown, couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Haven't you gotten up yet?"

Han Qiaoyu's hair was slightly upturned, and his eyes were a little softer than usual: "No hurry, I'll chat with you for a while."

Lu Ming quickly turned the camera to point it at the comic book, smiled and said, "I'll show you this, it's so funny."

Han Qiaoyu didn't want to read that broken book at all, and he didn't put his mind on it. Just hearing Lu Ming laugh, he felt a tickle in his heart, "It's the first time I see you laughing so happily reading a book, what book, what are you talking about?"

Lu Ming showed him page by page, feeling very emotional: "Little man's book, about the Three Kingdoms, if my dad sees this, he must fight with the person who drew the picture."

The painting is quite exquisite, but the plot is really out of the ordinary, and the timeline is even more messy. First, "Three Heroes in Hulao Pass vs. Lu Bu", and when the Taoyuan knot was finished, Lu Bu was still standing next to him, wishing the four of them kowtowed together; the next picture Even more exciting, when Guan Gong was riding a red horse, Lu Bu angrily raised his fork—not to kill him, the red horse belonged to Lu Bu!

"We can't let Xiaobao see this. He likes the Fang Tian painted halberd in Lu Bu's hand the most. It's amazing what this man drew." Lu Ming turned two more pages and saw the "fork" in Lu Bu's hand. "I couldn't help laughing.

Han Qiaoyu said, "Lu Ming, turn around."

Lu Ming turned a page of the book, "Do you want to read this?"

Han Qiaoyu: "...No, I want to see you."

Lu Ming turned the camera around and looked at him with a smile: "Miss me again?"

Han Qiaoyu looked at it quietly for a while, then stretched out his finger to touch him on the phone: "Think about it."

Lu Ming sighed, and looked at him with his chin: "This is just the beginning, and there are still a few months before the summer vacation."

Han Qiaoyu looked at him for a while, but said nothing.

The two looked at each other in silence for a long time, and didn't hang up until Han Qiaoyu was about to get up to go to work.

Lu Ming looked at the quiet mobile phone next to him, and couldn't get any energy to write. He lay on the table and fiddled with the mobile phone twice, sighing to himself.

The next day, Han Qiaoyu's mood adjusted a lot. When chatting with Lu Ming, when talking about famous painters, he was able to pick up a sentence or two, and seemed to understand a little bit.

Lu Ming said, "Do you still know calligraphy and painting?"

Han Qiaoyu said: "Fortunately, I bought some at the auction."

Lu Ming: "...the evil bourgeoisie."

The other side laughed happily, and said to him: "My father likes these, and the elders in the family are engaged in this kind of work."

Lu Ming was a little interested, and just about to ask, he heard a classmate push the door in, saying that the teacher was looking for him.He said to Han Qiaoyu: "Let's not talk for now, the teacher is looking for me."

Han Qiaoyu said, "Okay."

Ordinary people are always a little apprehensive when they go to the dean's office, either because of the award or the demerit. Lu Ming went the most, but not because of anything else, but because the teacher who brought him was Dean Sun.

Dean Sun just came back from other places, and called Lu Ming over as soon as he returned to school. First, he looked at his calligraphy and paintings carefully, and praised him: "It's very good. I can see that I have worked hard. Not many people can persist like this during the transition period." See."

Lu Ming listened quietly.

Dean Sun said: "Stop sketching for a while, and draw sketches. This is especially close to freehand brushwork." He said a few more words to Lu Ming, and he was very careful about this proud student who was brought up by himself, giving lectures on paintings and lectures It's different. Lectures are faced with dozens of people, and painting can only be taught one-on-one. Any problems encountered will be solved one by one. Occasionally, they will discuss a few words with Lu Ming. They are not very serious. It is also a joy to watch while teaching. An old gentleman who intends to learn from young people.

"Calligraphy first and then painting. Calligraphy and painting are not separated." Dean Sun said: "These four years of practice are almost the same. You can try to bring calligraphy into painting. In fact, they are all connected. Look here, this mountain and stone are actually useful. Calligraphy writing..."

While he was talking, he heard a knock on the door. A young man with handsome and tough features came in and called out to the teacher.

The dean took a look at him and said, "Lu Ming is here, and there is no outsider, so let's call you."

Sun Boxian smiled, and then called out: "Dad."

Dean Sun continued to talk about painting with Lu Ming, and he didn't care much about his son: "Lu Ming, don't you like flowers and birds? Then go and see more and draw more. Last time I saw you draw that little lotus and lotus leaf." It’s not bad! This painting also talks about emotions, don’t paint if you don’t have emotions, if you have emotions, the things you draw are likable, and they all have emotions!”

Sun Boxian came closer and looked at the painting they were talking about. It was brought by Lu Ming. It didn't win by quantity, but this one is enough, and it is indeed quite aura.

Professor Sun is still saying: "Why don't you just 'click' to take a photo, and let you draw it, and it's not only the flowers and birds, but also the characters. When you draw him, first of all, you have to like it sincerely. he."

Lu Ming responded.

Sun Boxian glanced at him, and felt a little disappointed when he saw that the other party was looking down at the table to watch the teacher write without a trace of peripheral vision.

After Dean Sun finished teaching, he remembered his son and asked, "Why are you here?"

Sun Boxian said: "I mentioned it to you last time about discussing the art exhibition."

The dean said: "Whatever exhibition is held, it is to show others the most proud works in this life, which means that I can't paint now, let me show you what I painted before, but I haven't stopped yet. Let's talk about it later."

Sun Boxian wanted to persuade him again, but Lu Ming said: "Teacher, then you talk, I'll go out first."

Dean Sun said: "Okay, go back and practice hard, don't relax, there will be several competitions in the second half of the year! I recommend you to the courtyard, and you will have to fight for me when the time comes, do you hear me?"

Lu Ming nodded: "I see."