Freehand painting scroll - light network matching

The two did not go to the lake where lovers often hang out in school, nor did they choose the stadium where boys gather together, but chose Yinfenglin where they met for the first time.The Yinfeng Forest at night still has a weird atmosphere, because the trees on the side of the road are extremely lush, blocking the light source of the street lamps and hindering the reflection of the moonlight.The sound of the wind blowing over the broad-leaved trees was not Yiyi Taotao, but rather like someone clapping their hands.

"No wonder people call this place the Yinfeng Forest." Lu Ming distractedly discerned the trees on the roadside, "There are so many locust trees planted, and the locust trees are yin trees. According to legend, they are trees that attract ghosts." Recently, he was painting a poster , He has often consulted relevant information, so among other things, he has a little understanding of many Chinese folklore and Feng Shui related matters.Fortunately, he was much more courageous than Mu Chenxi, so even after reading so many materials with rich pictures and texts, walking on such a road did not feel creepy at all.

The moonlight shines on Lu Ming's body through the leaves, his brown phoenix eyes look extraordinarily leisurely and charming in the moonlight, but this person is not conscious at all.

"Of course it's not just because of the tree species that this place is called Yinfeng Forest." Ling Han said.

"Well, there is no place to stay near here, so there are few people passing by. If someone is broken in love or something, they will probably hide here to vent their emotions. And if someone else happens to pass by, the timid ones may be scared Come!" As soon as Lu Ming's words came to fruition, depressive weeping sounded from nowhere.Feeling helpless, Lu Ming looked at Ling Han, "Why do I hear someone crying every time I pass by here?"

Ling Han frowned slightly, and watched Lu Ming follow the sound to find someone, and sure enough, he saw a girl hugging her knees and bowing her head, crying under a tree; I have to say that sometimes Lu Ming is very conscious of being a teacher .

"Classmate, are you okay?" Lu Ming squatted down in front of the girl, "There is no one here at night, it's safer to go back to the dormitory."

The girl who was immersed in her own world and grieving, suddenly heard someone talking to her, so she instinctively looked up, and what she saw was an extremely clear and elegant face. Looking back, it was the famous face of the whole school. The school grass-level male god.If it was normal, this girl's eyes would definitely be fixed on Ling Han, but now she has just lost love, a man with a cold temperament and a man who seems to hide a warm sun in her eyes, obviously, she would choose without hesitation. the latter.Thus, this girl who had never met Lu Ming suddenly threw herself into his arms.

Lu Ming obviously didn't expect this girl to react like this, and was thrown to the ground by this girl inadvertently. Helped him up, and then his eyes dimmed, Ling Han had blocked in front of him at some point.

The girl didn't expect that she would knock Lu Ming to the ground with a single pounce, and she couldn't help shrinking when she saw Ling Han's expressionless and stern facial features: "I'm sorry, classmate, I... I didn't mean it. "Because of crying just now, her nasal voice is quite heavy.

Lu Ming poked his head out from behind Ling Han, and said: "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it. But, it's not right for you to stay here alone, you'd better go back quickly!"

The girl nodded and stared straight at Lu Ming: "Well, I'm sorry, what's your name, classmate? Which department are you from?"

Lu Ming smiled calmly: "I'm not a student, I'm..." Ling Han covered his mouth in the middle of his words, "He's my friend."

Ling Han covered Lu Ming's lips with one hand, and answered for him. Then, regardless of Lu Ming's struggle, he directly dragged him towards the teacher's dormitory area.

Lu Ming was no match for Ling Han in terms of size and strength, and he was almost walking out of the ring by half a circle at this time.There is no way to take care of that girl at all, but after all, after thinking about it carefully, it is in the school. Although the location of Yinfenglin is a little less crowded, there should be no problem, unless there are really ghosts in Yinfenglin.Thinking of this, Lu Ming relaxed his strength and stopped struggling, and Ling Han also let go of his hand.

Lu Ming took a deep breath: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you tell her that I am a teacher."

"Not every girl rejects teacher-student romance." Especially a teacher like you.Ling Han responded.

"No way! I just heard her crying, so I went to check her situation." Lu Ming didn't think so.

Ling Han looked at Lu Ming and remained silent. Of course he didn't know that he always subconsciously exudes the warm sun-filled atmosphere of southern France, which seems to be mixed with a touch of red wine, which makes people feel drunk.But every time I come into contact with his clear and indifferent eyes like a flowing spring, people can't help but want to bully him severely, let him remember himself, and engrave it in the deepest place in his heart.

Lu Ming is already somewhat used to Ling Han's sudden silence, so he doesn't mind. Of course, if he knew what Ling Han was thinking at this moment, he might choose to flee back to France.

The two went back to the dormitory all the way without a word. Ling Han looked at the clock on the wall, and finally allowed Lu Ming to read the materials for an hour and draw for another hour.