Li Junyu didn't stay at home for two days and then left. He had to deal with the matter quickly. After all, if it was delayed, the Chinese New Year would be around the corner. He didn't want to spend the New Year alone with his employees outside.

Because evening self-study has just been compulsory for the first and second grade students, Xu Wen can't leave, and Li Junyu is not at home, and Ou Heng doesn't want to go back. The studio at home is full of traces and portraits of Li Junyu, and Li Junyu takes care of him. Prepared paints, pens, and drawing paper.

Ou Heng was afraid that he would cry in the studio alone, because the more he looked at it, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he was, so he went to the school studio. Except for moving things, Ou Heng went in for the first time.

The things were moved in by the bodyguards, and they were put away according to Ou Heng's habit. There were no signs of being touched. Ou Heng and He Rao were beside Li Lin. Li Lin was a girl who came to paint at night. I was also afraid that people around would embarrass Li Lin, so I chose this position specially.

The location is by the window, not far from the air conditioner, and the scenery outside the window is the best in the school.

"What to drink?" Li Lin put the three cups of milk tea in front of Ou Heng and asked Ou Heng and He Rao.

"This one." Ou Heng took a cup of milk tea that looked okay. He likes milk tea, and he likes sweetness.

He Rao also took a cup casually and left Li Lin the biggest cup of milk tea. Li Lin looked at the milk tea and then at her stomach, feeling tangled and embarrassed.

Then, seeing He Rao and Ou Heng drinking milk tea and starting to paint on the drawing board, seeing the intoxicated expressions of the two, Li Lin picked up the milk tea with ready hands, and when she regained consciousness, A cup of milk tea has been drunk half a cup.

Desperate, Li Lin stared at her drawing board. The two people around her were so thin. After drinking milk tea for a few days, she was the only one who had grown flesh.

"The painting is really delicate." Li Lin sighed when she saw Ou Heng stopped writing, "Who is your teacher, Ou Heng?"

"Huh?" Ou Heng looked at his painting, he drew a sketch, the person on it is now a star, male, the male lead of a recent popular TV series, dressed in a riding outfit with a heroic appearance, with a smile that is not a smile A pair of eyes.

"I learned it with my dad and my little dad, majoring in fine brushwork." Therefore, Ou Heng's sketches are very delicate and realistic.

"Really? It's amazing."

"Well, it's amazing." He Rao also agreed with Li Lin with a straw in his mouth. An amateur watching the excitement and an expert watching the way, such a sketch is the most capable.

"Don't praise me, I will be more proud." Ou Heng bit his straw and smiled, looking at He Rao and Li Lin.

He Rao and Li Lin were choked up by Ou Heng's words, unable to utter a single word, unable to swallow the pearls in their mouths.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

When Li Lin and He Rao were about to say something, hahahahaha came from a corner of the studio. It was extremely harsh in the quiet studio.

Ou Heng and the others spoke in a low voice, only the three of them could hear them. After all, painting is something that requires a quiet environment, and it is very impolite to disturb others.

"Who are they?" Ou Heng looked over there, there were a few with yellow hair, and there were rings on the ear and a machete. Ou Heng felt his ears hurt when he looked at it.

"In the second grade, the illegitimate son of the boss of Heng's Real Estate. I heard that he was born by true love. He was brought back when he was ten years old. I heard that there is no genealogy." Li Lin actually didn't like the man who made a voice not far away, Didn't even look straight.

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