That bastard has his baby in his stomach

When Duan Qing walked to the school gate with the book in his arms, Yuan Yi was already there, and saw him come out to greet him: "Come on, this time is fast enough. Have you found all the books?" Duan Qing handed him part of the book in his hand : "Well, the two of us have almost all of them, and half of each of us. Let's watch first, and then exchange after reading."

Yuan Yi nodded: "Well, good. Anyway, I will draw with you this time."

Duan Qing sat in the back row with him, and said to the driver in front, Old Chen, "Uncle Chen, let's go. Well, go to Yuan Yi's house first and put him down."

Uncle Chen smiled: "Okay." Yuan Yi smiled and thanked him: "Thank you, Uncle Chen." Uncle Chen smiled honestly: "Hehe, you're welcome, you should."

Uncle Chen looked at the two people behind him while driving. They were very harmonious. The original young master was well educated, and his own second young master was fine too. Even Chen Bo had to admit that the picture of these two people sitting in the back compartment flipping through books and discussing looks very harmonious.

The summer vacation is over, so is Duan Xuan. He spends far more time at home than in school, so this summer vacation is almost the same as on weekdays. His schedule is as strict as taking medicine, even if Even a quarter of an hour delay will not work.So Duan Xuan is looking forward to the holiday, because after the holiday, Xiaotang will come back and spend time with him.Old Duan likes to get two people together to keep fit.

For example, right now, at 6 o'clock in the morning, before the sun shines through, two brothers are playing Tai Chi under a big crabapple tree.Duan Xuan has been practicing Tai Chi for more than 10 years. Ever since a holy monk said that practicing Tai Chi is good for the body and can lead to a long life, Duan Xuan has practiced it for decades, just like practicing radio gymnastics, once a day .I don't know what I got out of the practice, the only good thing is that I can still live well now.

Duan Qing showed reluctance on his face. He is only 19 years old. This kind of slow style of play is far worse than that of Taekwondo. He plays very impatiently. Duan Xuan's style is calm and breezy, and he is about to become a fairy and go away.When Duan Xuan practiced a movement, he looked back and saw that he had swiped a hand knife, and the upper chop movement of Taekwondo got him here.Coupled with the cold and impatient expression on his face, he feels cute for no reason, just like when he was a child.Duan Xuan smiled: "Young Tang, be patient."

Duan Qing glanced at him: "You are patient, I've practiced enough, I won't practice anymore." Said and sat down on the small white chair.Picked up the water and drank for a while.Duan Xuan looked at him and smiled, but didn't talk about him, he practiced by himself, he just wanted someone to accompany him, he was too boring alone.Duan Qing sat there like an oil painting. Today she was wearing a beige T-shirt with a cartoon Mickey Mouse on it. Hehe, this dress was probably bought by Xiaohong. It was suitable for his age. It was accompanied by light white. The slacks are very suitable for sitting under the crabapple tree.Well, Duan Xuan nodded while watching, and will draw a picture for him later.

Although Duan Qing was impatient, she didn't leave, and sat there watching Duan Xuan's practice in the same way.Duan Xuan practiced just like the master, and he was dressed similarly. The white shirt was soft and loose, and the trousers were also white and loose.It was very funny when I turned around and practiced left knife and knife again. I really missed those white-bearded old men on TV, haha, Duan Qing couldn't help laughing out loud.Duan Xuan saw him smile: "What are you laughing at? Is it so funny?"

Duanqing picked up the sketchbook on his desk: "You continue to practice, I will draw it for you, and you will know. Haha."

Seeing that he was rarely happy, Duan Xuan let him paint. Before he finished painting, Duan Qing over there was overjoyed. Duan Xuan finished the whole set of Tai Chi patiently and went to see his painting.Duan Xuan glanced at it, stretched out his hand to pat Duan Qing, the strength was not strong, Duan Qing continued to laugh, it was so funny, he recently learned architectural CAD drawing, and used two circles and six lines to draw Duan Xuan's practiced movements , also reported a watermelon!It's still a comic book, a whole set of actions, one knife on the left, one knife on the right, and a watermelon is cut!Duan Xuan couldn't help laughing after watching it for a while, until the two brothers quarreled and laughed together.

When Qin Shao came, he saw the two of them frolicking on chairs. Duan Xuan put his arms on Duan Qing's shoulders, and Duan Qing leaned against his arms. That big crabapple tree, with luxuriant branches and leaves, is in full bloom.Qin Shao didn't know why he felt a different kind of satisfaction in his heart at this moment.As if he was the tree, covering the two brothers under the tree.Such a picture stopped him in his tracks.

The two people sitting on the row of chairs didn't know he was coming. Qin Shao was more familiar with Duan's house than his own, so he didn't need to report, so the two brothers still smiled unawarely, and Duan Xuan was almost Hugging Duanqing, Duanqing was a little shorter than him, just leaning against his arms, this distance so close that he could kiss with his head down made him a little tormented.Reason tells him that he should stay away from Duanqing, they are brothers, brothers.But, I can't bear it, how many years has Duan Qing not been close to him?How many years, 5 years.After throwing away his medicine that time, he was frightened by himself, and he never wanted to get close to him, and he didn't even quarrel with himself.Over the years, Xiaotang has also grown up, and she is no longer that little baby who can be hugged and teased by herself.It is no longer the child who can be intimate with himself, and is no longer the child who is willing to grab things with him, cry and lose his temper.He no longer cried or made noises, and no longer needed to be coaxed by himself, and he was getting farther and farther away from himself.In the past five years, he has lived more and more lonely.

It is rare for Duanqing to be so obedient today, so Duan Xuan followed him, holding the pen in one hand: "You, stick figures also need to focus on the center of gravity, here is the drawing. The structure you drew just now is wrong. When the body rotates, the center of gravity is actually the center of gravity. It has not changed, it has always focused on the right leg, not to hug the watermelon, so it should be drawn like this here." Duan Xuan held his hand and drew a line smoothly, straight, and then filled it with a horizontal brush A few strokes, and soon a character structure came out, still following the style of his simple strokes, but with the addition of expressions that have nothing to do with it, making it more cute, lively, accurate and refined.

Duan Qing couldn't help nodding when she looked at it: "It seems to be like this." Duan Xuan smiled: "You draw and I'll see." He let go of Duan Qing's hand, and retracted it in time when Duan Qing was immersed in painting own hand.He wanted the relationship to depend on him for a while, so he was willing to give up some things.As expected, Duan Qing didn't realize that there was anything wrong with this posture. She took the pen and drew it several times according to Professor Duan Xuan's method. These moves are right!"

Duan Xuan was almost dazzled by the sunshine on his face, and he took a moment to say: "Yes, these are obviously much better. They have made great progress. Children can be taught." Duan Qing was annoyed when he said: "Hmph. You draw long time."

Duan Xuan comforted him: "Let me draw a few more, and re-draw the ones you drew wrong." Duan Qing has always been a very strong child. If you say that he made a mistake, he will draw a hundred He corrected himself over and over until it was better than yours. Duan Xuan smiled as he looked at him with his head bowed in disbelief. This temper is really good.Don't admit defeat, you can bully.Bullied to admit defeat.

When Mrs. Duan came out, she was a little taken aback seeing the closeness of the two brothers. She frowned unconsciously. Duan Xuan looked up at her and shook her head. It has never been violated, and I don't know why.Mrs. Duan was stunned for a while, but she swallowed the words of looking at him. Just when she was about to go back to the house, she saw Qin Shao standing behind him like a log and couldn't help being happy: "Ye Lin, where are you doing, don't come in!"

Mrs. Duan's voice is not loud, she has been like this all year round, elegant and decent, but this sound is enough to interrupt the two brothers who are painting.Duan Qing swiped her hand and stopped the pen, but the line was still drawn in a large piece, ruining a person just like that, Duan Qing gritted her teeth and stood up, Duan Xuan was a little surprised at his reaction, but it was not easy to ask, Stand up with him.

Qin Shao had already walked over, greeted Mrs. Duan first, walked up to the two brothers, and laughed: "What did you two draw, so happy. Show me to see." Looking at the painting that was taken over Duan Qing hated the album, how could this bastard be so self-righteous, take it as soon as he says it.

Qin Shao was not only self-righteous, but also pointed at the painting: "En's painting is not bad, this is Yutang? This one is for Youtang." Duan Xuan stepped forward and looked: "En is Youtang." He was a little strange, Qin Shao could tell at a glance that the person he drew was Youtang.It was just a stick figure, and Duan Xuan smiled: "Hey, you have good eyesight!" Qin Shao was quite proud: "That is, I have sharp eyes." In fact, it is easy for him to distinguish two people. Love is so realistic, if Duan Xuan is a Chinese painting, then Duan Qing is an oil painting.The colors are intense and imposing.

Duan Qing didn't want to see him at all, so she snorted and turned around to walk towards her yard. Duan Xuan glanced at him, but didn't move, Qin Shao frowned and shouted: "Youtang?" Without looking back, Qin Shao gritted his teeth with hatred: "This little boy!" Duan Xuan glanced at him: "Let's go, let's go into the house. He will come over when we can eat."

Qin Shao felt a little resentful, returned the sketchbook to him, and followed Mrs. Duan into the house.Yeah, that little brat, never mind he'll know one day he can't do without him.The day came quickly.Of course, this is something.