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Lin Chan smiled and didn't explain anything, just said, "Professor Liang's classroom is in Building 302, you can go to the classroom door and wait." Then he handed them the cups of milk tea that he had brought for Da Huajuan and the others, "Let's go Come on, let's go eat."

Then he walked to the cafeteria.

Qin Wei helplessly "Hello" behind Lin Chan.

Lin Chan then turned around, "See you next time."

He waved his hand and walked into the crowd.

During lunch, Lin Chan also bought two soda packets stuffed with chives, put them on the dinner plate, and asked the big flower roll, "Do you want to eat?"

The big flower roll looked disgusted and pursed his mouth, "The smell of leeks is too strong, I refuse."

Lin Chan shrugged and started to eat on her own.

A man next to him saw that he didn't want the big steamed roll, and said that Lin Chan couldn't finish eating two of them. He was just about to put another steamed bun on his dinner plate, when the big steamed roll grabbed it and took a big bite.

The man blinked, and the big flower rolled his chin, "Why do you still compete with the girl for food?"

Lin Chan shook her head, "There are so many words to eat leeks."

The man couldn't get enough of it, so he got up and went to line up.

Da Huajuan has been looking at Lin Chan intentionally or unintentionally, but Lin Chan pretends not to see it.

Still, Da Huajuan couldn't hold back and asked directly, "Who was that man just now?"

"The last time we met at your bar together, I'm not familiar with it either."

"I bought you a scarf if I'm not familiar with you? And I picked such a coquettish color." Da Hanamaki moved closer, "He doesn't mean he wants to chase you, does he?"

Lin Chan raised her eyebrows, "If you are a little drunk in a bar and someone strikes up a conversation with you, what do you think they want to do?"

Dahuajuan directly understands "dry" as a verb, "think."

Lin Chan was a little speechless, but Da Huajuan's answer did not deviate from the main point of the question, "That's all right, and why don't you chase after him? I just want to have sex."

Dahuajuan was about to say something, but Lin Chan raised his hand to stop it, "Do you know why I buy soda bags stuffed with leeks?"

"Because there are only leeks?"

"I just hope you can talk less." Lin Chan smiled slightly and started to eat quietly.

After eating, Lin Chan hesitated for a moment, and put on a scarf, took a walk with Da Huajuan and the others, and did not take off the scarf until she returned to the heated studio to start painting.

The only sound left in the studio is the sound of brushes rubbing against paper.

Compared with the time-consuming oil painting, Lin Chan chose gouache.

One stroke at a time, outlines an autumn color.

While painting seriously, Professor Liang opened the door and walked in, looked around everyone's paintings and nodded, stood beside Lin Chan and watched for a long time. The professor patted Lin Chan on the shoulder, "The painting is pretty good."

Lin Chan nodded, "It's still not as good as you."

After two or three hours, the painting has been roughly formed, only some details need to be deepened.

In the painting, there is a back view of a short-haired man wearing a black jacket and a red scarf, surrounded by bustling people, and the road is lined with mottled maple trees, the color of the maple trees getting deeper and deeper towards the center of the painting. It transitions layer by layer until it finally turns into a melancholy blue.

Professor Liang stroked his beard, "Are you unhappy recently?"

"No, just to echo the autumn theme."

"What theme? I remember a painting you drew before that was so passionate." Professor Liang chuckled.

Lin Chan shook her head unable to refute, signaling to admit defeat.

Professor Liang asked, "Do you know Qin Wei?"

"I'm not familiar with it, I've just met each other a few times." Lin Chan replied in a flat tone.

"He wants to get to know you."

"I already have a family member, why do I know him?" Lin Chan didn't shy away from these things in front of the professor.

Professor Liang continued, "I agreed to pick him up for a month for you, mainly because I don't have many students on hand now."

Lin Chan raised her voice a bit, "What about those talents you mentioned that were hundreds of times better than me?"

"Drained to prisons and abroad."

"Teacher, you can really consider giving our juniors a few more thought lessons in the future." Da Hanan, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, interjected.

Professor Liang glared at Da Huajuan, "You draw your paintings, you say you write poems and draw pictures at once, which one of you finished?"

Da Huajuan stuck out her tongue and dared not speak.

Professor Liang said to Lin Chan again: "Did you hear what I told you?"

"En." Lin Chan responded.

"Whether you like it or not, you are going to do the work for that month anyway. Didn't you still say that your ambition is to make some money? If you do this job well, you will get a lot of rewards. A schoolboy and a schoolgirl are also going, and you help guide them."

Lin Chan's Adam's apple twitched, and Professor Liang interrupted him before he could say anything, "It's invalid if you don't agree, and if you really don't want to agree, you don't have to visit me in the future."

Lin Chan pursed her lips and could only ask, "What project are you going to do?"

Professor Liang said calmly: "A newly built ancient cultural tourist attraction, you are mainly responsible for painting murals of different styles in the five eras of Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing, and serving as a theme hotel for tourists to take pictures."

Lin Chan wanted to cry, but she knew it was a big project when she heard it, and she would definitely have to read all kinds of materials. Lin Chan was struggling, "Teacher, where is your spirit? You don't want to take on this kind of commercial work." ?"

"There is no business here," Professor Liang stroked his beard. "There is no pure business here, which is also the inheritance of culture. You can see those scenic spots fooling people with unorthodox culture? Qin Wei It’s already intentional to come to us to cooperate, you have to work hard, check the places you are not sure about, if you can’t find me, I will ask other professors, this is all culture.”

Seeing that Professor Liang wanted to elevate this to the height of national prosperity, Lin Chan had no choice but to agree.

By the time Lin Chan finished his gouache painting, it was almost time for dinner.

Da Huajuan finished the remaining part scribbled and abstractly, and asked Lin Chan, "Where shall we have dinner?"

"Go back to each house, where else do you want to go?"

"Don't, it's so boring to go back to each house."

Lin Chan looked at the big flower scroll, "Cheng Lin came to pick me up."

"Oh——" Dahuajuan dragged his tone in a strange way, "You want to invite me to your house for dinner."

"I invite you to eat dog food, will you come?" Lin Chan didn't follow Dahuajuan's routine at all.

Da Huajuan rolled his eyes, "I just heard you say that your Cheng Lin's cooking is delicious, but we haven't eaten it once."

Lin Chan put on a scarf, "In the future, if we have time, let's go to the farmhouse together and let Cheng Lin do it. We'll have enough food, okay?"

"It's done," Da Huajuan was a little excited, "I'm not kidding, I'll go to the farmhouse to see the place in a few days."

"Choose carefully." Lin Chan picked up the things and left, "Anyway, if you want to eat, tell him yourself."

Dahua was at a loss for words.